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"Time is running out."

"I'll pay it back in the next life."

Aaron's body expanded like a balloon.

"Go to hell with your next life."

"I don't accept credit here!"

I gritted my teeth tightly.

"Let's do it."

Aaron smiled.

"I'm very happy."

"Do good deeds and accumulate merit, I did it."

"I can go see her calmly."

He closed his eyes.

The wound on his forehead gradually opened.

I was silent for a few seconds.

The flashing light between my fingers reflected in my eyes like a burning flame.

"Li Yunfeng! Stop!"

The fairy rushed up like crazy.

One palm down.

Aaron fell into the abyss with a smile on his face.

".Thanks"

Rumble——

Landslides and landslides.

The thunder falling from the sky severely punished this sinful land.

"Li Yunfeng!"

The immortal's white robe was set on fire, and he roared like an evil spirit.

"It's not over yet!"

"Goodbye at Shura Field!"

Jumping violently into the abyss.

The black fog dissipated.

The ground kept collapsing behind his feet.

I still walked slowly and leisurely.

Ba Ku Village was buried forever.

The dust has settled.

The cracks were filled, leaving a long scar in the mountain.

A group of people gathered around.

"metropolitan."

"it's over."

"At least the struggle in this world is over."

The back mountain of Yunyin Sect.

There are graves and paper money flying.

Everyone bowed deeply, and the seventh elder burst into tears.

Tianlian Sect.

Qiu Yunbai and the Tianlian sect disciples knelt in front of the master's grave.

Tears and weeping merge into a lament.

Xuan Qing Guan.

Lao Wang and a group of elders were sitting in the lobby, discussing the future arrangements of Xuanqing Temple.

He stared into the distance dazedly.

That is the direction of Tianlian Sect.

"When I have arranged everything here, I will go and accompany you."

Yunhua Temple.

Huijue took the monks from the temple to perform salvation for the deceased.

The Fairy Hall was destroyed.

It seems like everything has a new look.

I sat in the study all day.

Listen to the low hum of the insects.

Watch the fallen leaves flying.

Clouds rise and fall.

From day to night.

Yes.

The night is getting late again.

Buzz buzz——

The mobile phone in the live broadcast room vibrated as promised.

"Congratulations to the host!"

"The last live broadcast has finally arrived."

"When the final truth emerges."

"Do you choose to start or end?"

"Live broadcast location: Shura Field in the Underworld."

"Live broadcast mission: Go to the Shura Field within 24 hours and unite the four images into one before dawn."

After accepting the task, I closed my phone.

I slowly lit a cigarette and sat in the dark.

The cigarette butts are clearly extinguished.

It wasn't until dawn that I fell asleep.

Dusk.

I get up, shower and change clothes.

Went out alone for a big meal.

Then, we rushed to the No. 44 bus stop in the dark.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

There are fewer and fewer people on the road.

The streets are getting deserted.

Gradually.

I was left alone standing on the roadside.

Early winter nights are cold.

I lit a cigarette and stood under the dim streetlight, waiting silently.

"Meow!"

A loud meow suddenly sounded in the street.

I was stunned.

"What are you doing here?"

"Meow!"

Two fat cats rubbed against my feet.

"You think I don't want to take you with me? I just don't have any extra tickets." I squatted down and rubbed their furry heads.

"Meow!"

Unexpectedly, the two cats ran away after calling me a few words.

It seemed that he just came to say goodbye to me.

"All right."

I watched them disappear into the night speechlessly, and then looked at the time.

"about there."

I put out the cigarette butt and walked backwards on this dark path.

We arrived at the No. 44 bus station very smoothly.

There is only a lonely rusty stop sign on the long dark road.

The air here is extremely cold.

The smoke point is gone.

He put his hands in his pockets and waited silently.

a long time.

Two dim lights emerged from the darkness.

An old bus came creaking.

The No. 44 number plate in front of the car is the same as the stop sign on the roadside. It is rusty and peeling off.

The bus stopped at the platform.

The front door clicked open.

No one got out of the car.

I raised my legs and stepped onto this chariot.

The driver sat motionless in the driving seat, holding the steering wheel and not squinting.

The fat conductor sat behind him. The moment he saw me, his eyes suddenly widened.

"I have a ticket this time."

I took the ticket out of my pocket and handed it over with a smile.

Then, under the incredulous gaze of the conductor, he walked across the aisle and sat down by the window.

There was no other passenger in the car except me.

Extraordinarily quiet and deserted.

The conductor took the ticket and looked at it several times to make sure it was authentic, and then looked at me with strange eyes.

I nodded slightly at her, and she quickly retracted her eyes.

The lights dimmed.

The bus started slowly.

I folded my hands, leaned my head on the back of the chair, and closed my eyes to rest in the dark.

Crunchy——

The bus traveled from stop to stop.

stop-and-go.

Traveling through Yin and Yang.

There were surprisingly few passengers this time.

Occasionally one or two get on the bus.

The journey was smooth, unlike last time when unlucky passengers got on the bus and caused trouble.

There is no stinky fish or rotten shrimps in the carriage.

It's just that this car seems to be more worn out, and it always gives people the feeling that it could fall apart at any time.

I don’t know how long it took to travel.

Bus No. 44 stopped at the stop again.

"Seventh Master."

The door opened, and the fat conductor greeted him respectfully.

"Um."

A blast of frost suddenly rushed into the car.

A man wearing a white lantern, wearing a white robe, and his skin was quite pale got on the car.

Then, there was a man in black robes with a dark face who looked extremely scary, holding a long chain in his hand.

Behind him were several people chained up.

They lowered their heads and just walked forward in a daze.

The conductor arranged for them to sit down, then returned to the white-robed man and the black-robed man, smiling attentively.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, we arrived at the station on time this time and did not waste your time. Is your business trip going well?"

"There's a lot going on, but it's okay."

The man in white robe replied calmly.

"That's good. It will be no problem if you come forward. I heard them say that the prince praised the two adults for their reliability."

The man in white robe raised his hand and impatiently interrupted the conductor's flattery.

The man in black robe kept his eyes closed coldly.

The conductor stepped aside knowingly.

The lights dimmed and the bus started.

The cabin is very quiet.

The passengers sat in the darkness with dull faces on their way to their final destination.

I looked around.

Among the people the man in white robe had brought into the car just now, there seemed to be some figures he had seen before.

I didn't bother.

We walked a few more stops.

The conductor got up to check the tickets, and there was nothing wrong this time.

The bus drove smoothly into a dark tunnel.

dark.

Absolute darkness.

There was no sound either.

It was as if the passengers around him and even the bus had disappeared.

This car has officially entered another world.

When vision returns.

On both sides of the road, large swaths of Bianhua flowers swayed in the wind.

Like a sea of ​​blood.