Chapter 14 Qing
"Ah, the tortured little pervert!" Luo Yan shouted hoarsely, his nails pinched deep into Jiang Chen's back, and his beautiful eyes sparkled with tears of joy and sadness. At this moment, Jiang Chen clearly felt her strong love for him.
The divine consciousness shook violently, and the seven-qing monsters shone like a frenzy, and the six desires quietly disappeared. Unconsciously, Jiang Chen turned into a state of emotionlessness. The two souls blended, sharing joys and sorrows, and the bits and pieces since they met flashed in the heart lake.
Seven days later, Jiang Chen talked about the bloody forest. From here to the east is the Forbidden Mountain Range. Although it is close to winter, the trees in the rainforest are still vibrant and green, which can't be seen at all.
The river is gurgling, and the thick vines covering the sky add quietness. Indigenous monsters have long migrated, and Jiang Chen's state of mind is also different from that time. But only this rainforest seems to be the same as before. At this time, it was the rising sun and the morning glow in the sky. The water is sparkling and colorful.
Walking along the empty emerald river, Jiang Chen couldn't help slowing down and enjoying the rare peace before the battle of life and death.
The scene of the past and Lisheng's escape from life was like scales, floating on the surface of the water. In a trance, he fell on her warm back, living and never giving up. In such a colorful dawn, Jiang Chen said that he should remember the present.
However, what can be remembered is always the past. Jiang Chen bent down and held up his hand, and the water oozed out little by little between his fingers. When he walked through the bleeding forest, he was already in tears. In front of him, a pale yellow dress flew in the morning wind.
"I think you may go from this road to the top of the Forbidden City." Li Sheng stood vividly on the riverside, and his voice seemed to float along the flowing water.
Jiang Chen looked at her in a daze, as if he were having a dream that would not wake up. He opened his mouth to speak, but his lips were full of tears, and the glow stained her cheeks, like a delicate red plum in the snow.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Chen turned his head and wiped his face.
"I don't know." She replied in a low voice.
After a long time, she came to me and looked at Jiang Chen quietly: "Just like why you walked from here."
"How long have you been waiting?"
"For 139 days, I wonder why I came here every day, and I don't know if I can wait for you." Li Sheng's voice trembled and his dark eyes glowed, "But it doesn't matter, does it?"
"Singer, I..."
"Don't say anything," her pale palm gently covered Jiang Chen's lips, soft and slightly cool?" That's good. As you said, it's enough to remember the most beautiful moment.
Jiang Chen stared at her deeply and said in an astringent voice, "Even if we forget, this endless emerald river will remember, and this rainforest will remember."
The wind made the leaves sound, and the sun slowly climbed to the top of their heads and set little by little. They sat by the river and looked at the bright light being taken away by the running water, and the surroundings gradually dimmed.
Li Sheng spread out and leaned sideways, and any of the blue waterfalls drooped into the waves.
"When I was a child, my mother often sat with me by the lake, humming and grooming for me." On the deep river, the thick silk of Lisheng is like a beautiful and shining algae, brushing between the white jade-like fingers. "That's the most peaceful and happiest moment for me."
Jiang Chen smiled, reached out to touch the water waves, and slowly wiped her smooth satin-like black with his fingertips.
It's finally dark.
Li Sheng's hair was also dried by the evening wind, and the last drop of water shone and slowly slipped from her tip into Jiang Chen's palm.
The bright starlight fell into the river.
"I'm leaving." Jiang Chen stood up with difficulty, as if he had exhausted all my strength.
Jiang Chen stood silently for a long time and said, "Shen'er, there are many winds and rains in the world, and Yunfu Island is your best place to live." After saying that, Jiang Chen called to look at Shu and left without looking back.
A sad song came from behind him:
"Weishui ripples, I'm tired of thinking.
The son ofis also drifting.
I'm thinking about it.
's son is also boating.
Weijiang Youyou, my heart hurts.
's son is also eager to go boating.
The sea is vast, and I am confused.
's son is also sailing for years.
Jiang Chen's heart is like a knife. Unlike Luo Yan, who is forced to wander away, Li Sheng has a better choice. It's better to forget each other than to suffer with him.
In this period of time, which fallen leaves will eventually drift with the tide and slowly pass away. Just like the son who goes boating, he also flows for years.
The river is bright and dark, the water waves are floating and sinking, and the singing is gradually fading.
The first snowflake of winter fell from the night sky.
Half a month later, Jiang Chen set foot on the Forbidden Mountain.
The Forbidden Mountain Mountains are the sacred mountains in the minds of monsters in the Arctic Holy Land. The main vein is like a giant fish jumping high with a tail. The fish tail is strong and thick, full of wild jungle, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, forming a solid mountain foundation. The majestic fish body tilts up, reaching 100,000 feet long and about one million feet long. The mountain is steep and steep, and the strange rocks are rugged, and the peak of the cliff is like a sharp gun forest knife mountain, straight into the sky. Lake waterfalls and streams are scattered, and there are countless strange beasts and birds. The raised mountain wings on both sides of the fish extend to the north and south, like a pair of huge vibrating wings. The lines of the fish head are smooth and mysterious, faintly revealing the ancient, deep and unfathomable smell, and the winged fish lips are the highest place of the Forbidden Mountain - the Forbidden Peak.
Along the steep mountain, a winding ladder is like a long rainbow, climbing to the top of the peak, which seems to be higher than the sky. Each ladder is paved with a whole piece of rock, and I don't know how much manpower and material resources are consumed.
Hang! Hak! Hak! Thousands of cold swords and shadows were swept in front of them, and countless demon soldiers guarded the mountain road and stared at Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Chen came to worship the mountain. Why don't you inform Yuntian as soon as possible?" Jiang Chen didn't look at them and looked up at the top of the mountain with his hands. There was a sound around, the sky was white, and there was heavy snow. The mountains are covered with silver and endless.
I don't know what it's like to stand on the top and look down on the world? In the faint, Jiang Chen felt as if something was calling him at the top of the Forbidden Peak.
"Bold thief, can you also call the name of the demon lord?" The monsters grinned and roared, and the spearhead of the gun surrounded Jiang Chen, trying to give me a majesty.
Jiang Chen is faint, his breath flows, and he looks up to the sky and roars. The roar instantly suppressed the monster's cry, like a rushing dragon, straight to the top of the Forbidden Peak, echoing in the sky.
"Let it go." Suddenly, Yuntian's indifferent voice came from a high place. The voice was not loud, but it surrounded the mountain beams and fluctuated. The aftertow of the word "line" is endless, and it is clearly audible in every remote corner.
Jiang Chen resolutely raised his steps and kept roaring, pressing the aftertaste of the word "line" with the fierce momentum of the dragon pounce on the sheep. This move is equivalent to cutting Yuntian's face and immediately attracting the angry roar of the monsters. However, he decided to come to the appointment. Jiang Chen let go of his hands and feet and was happy. What's more, thexiao provocation also contains a little deep meaning of him.
For him, the battle begins at this moment.
There is no doubt that Yuntian has suffered a secret loss. Jiang Chen is well prepared and brewed, and the roar is naturally endless. And Yuntian's word "line" has reached the end. If you want to fight against the whistling sound, you can only forcibly drag it off. If you breathe again, there will inevitably be a gap in the middle, and you will lose him.
In full view of the public, how can you fall as soon as you come up with your proud nature? Since he can't afford to lose this person, he can only fight with Jiang Chen.
Everything is as Jiang Chen expected, and the lingering sound of the word "xing" suddenly sonorous, like a sword coming out of its sheath, and the gold split stone collapses, directly hitting the roar.
Jiang Chen smiled, and the roar immediately turned into a defensive position. The sharp momentum turned into tenacious resistance. This is the biggest difference between me and Chu Du. He has been weak since childhood, but he knows how to retreat and get along easily. Jiang Chen will never compete for a breath.
Yuntian is indeed extremely strong. Even if he responds in a hurry, the lingering sound is still like a stormy wave, continuous. Later, a wave was higher than a wave, and the sound completely suppressed the roar.
Jiang Chen was not in a hurry. He picked up the steps and couldn't help shrinking the whistling sound of retreating. He adopted a fighting strategy to avoid the reality. He tried to bypass the impact of Yuntian's angry tide. The essence in his body circulated and the place where his feet stepped on it, the thick snow melted in an instant.
Yuntian's lingering sound suddenly shook, like a steel string breaking violently, raised again, setting off a new round of storm-like attack. In an instant, every forest around, every rock, and even every snowflake dancing in the air were soaked in the aftertray, which seemed to resonate. Like thousands of troops and horses, they surround the roar into an isolated island in the deep sea and can no longer escape.
Boom! Yu Yin seized the opportunity to fight head-on with the roar. Jiang Chen's internal shock was so sweet that he wanted to vomit blood. This is a no fancy demonic competition, and he immediately suffered a big loss.
The old gas has not disappeared, and the new breath has been born. The vitality in Jiang Chen's body naturally runs to the extreme, forming a cycle with heaven and earth, making the roar weak and immortal.
He stepped up the stone steps and gradually became heavy. The best way is to use the power of six desires. But Jiang Chen was not in a hurry to expose his strength, but just gritted his teeth and struggled.
The monsters held their breath and listened attentively to the contest between the two sides. The mockery and contemptuous eyes towards Jiang Chen gradually disappeared, replaced by surprise and even a little admiration.
I don't know how long it took, Yuntian's aftertaste showed a trace of impatience, and the offensive became more and more fierce. The roar is like a candle in the wind, almost extinguished. However, every time I want to be destroyed by the lingering sound, I can always survive.
The faces of monsters seemed to shake in front of their eyes, some of which could not be seen clearly, and the road under his feet became blurred. Jiang Chen's essence was rapidly consumed and he couldn't stand it. The footsteps are as heavy as lead, but they are swaying as if they are fluttering.
There is a lot of white snow ahead.
What a big and cold snow, just like the winter when many beggars froze to death in Luoyang. In the cold snow, Jiang Chen ran wildly, running with all his strength, shouting and running. Can't stop, can't fall asleep!
Jiang Chen has long been used to running endlessly, from the Tang Dynasty to the cloud world.
You can't stop, you can't fall asleep!
"Bang-bang-bang!" The vegetation exploded one after another under the offensive of Yuntian Yuyin, the mountains and rocks burst, and the heavy snow flew, which made Jiang Chen's head full of face. Jiang Chen was not surprised and happy. Yuntian obviously couldn't control his voice. He couldn't hold on!
At the same time, Jiang Chen's exhausted spirit was shocked, and a wisp of vitality spewed out from his inner body and swam away his whole body. The roar roared loudly, high into the clouds, and launched a Jedi counterattack.
The monsters are all changing. The roar was like an angry dragon roaring out of the sea, setting off a rising stormy wave, crashing the aftert of the sound to pieces and messy.
Boom! The roar held the power of thunder and killed the lingering sound in one fell swoop. There was nothing around, leaving only the roar like thunder, which made the wind and clouds change color.
The magnificent Yunxu Palace is in front of you, the eaves and beams are colorful, magnificent and magnificent, and the steep Forbidden Peak is not far above.
"Thank you for your mercy." Looking up at the arrogant and straight figure in the depths of the sky, Jiang Chen said calmly. Yuntian is not wronged to lose under my deliberateness.
From the beginning of this competition, Jiang Chen has had an advantage. The sound resists and ultimately depends on qi. Compared with the long and mysterious qi, who in the world can beat him? The origin of the eight elephants of divine knowledge is qi, and it is like the vitality of the spiritual vine in the sky, which makes Jiang Chen really live endlessly!
With his own strengths and the shortness of attacking the enemy, Yuntian had to fight, and the strategy was waved to the extreme by him. Now Yun Tianyan is lightless and must be upset, and then he has won a psychological advantage in the confrontation.
Surrounded by silence, the five demon kings stood in front of the Yunxu Palace at the foot of Shaluo Peak, looking at Jiang Chen with different expressions.
"You really came, and finally didn't disappoint Yun." Standing at the top of the Holy Land of the Arctic, Yuntian said lightly. His eyes seemed to cross hundreds of feet and shine directly into Jiang Chen's eyes.
"How can I not come when you invite me?" Jiang Chen said quietly, "Although Jiang Chen is alone, he still has this courage."
"Come on." Yuntian's figure suddenly disappeared from sight.
Compared with Yunxu Palace, the bare Forbidden Peak seems to be shabby, but it has a simple and mysterious charm that overrides everything. The closer to the Forbidden Peak, Jiang Chen's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, as if he had returned to the moment of the fantasy of Mongolia.
The mountain path to the peak is extremely narrow, allowing only one person to pass through. Jiang Chen tried to slow down and adjust his breath. The competition just now has depleted him a lot of demonic power, and he must hurry up to recover.
As it gets closer and closer to the peak, Jiang Chen's mentality becomes more and more calm. Step by step, walk to the top of the lonely mountains covered with snow, step by step, to the sky overlooking the earth.
The iron tree towering into the clouds came into view.
Jiang Chen suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, bursting into tears.
He finally arrived.
More than 20 years of bitterness and sorrow turned into a long smile with tears. No matter what the future is, no matter whether the trip is bad or good, no matter how much the price is, Jiang Chen finally stood at the highest place.
The monster below is like a ant.
Ten feet away from the green trees, allowing the sky to sit cross-legged. In front of him, the tea was boiling on the stove, and there were two round cups on it. The snowflakes floated around and were immediately bounced away by invisible power and disappeared without a trace.
"Over the years, you have been the second person to reach the top of the Forbidden Peak." Yunshen is quiet and picks up the pot and poured tea. "Anyway, you deserve this cup of tea."
"The mountain road is steep and narrow, and only one person can go up," Jiang Chen slowly sat down and drank it calmly. "There will never be a second person to climb to the top of the Forbidden Peak." Jiang Chen's words were sharp and tried to provoke Yuntian.
Yuntian took a deep look at Jiang Chen and looked carefree: "Have you ever regretted taking this road?"
"It's extremely cold at a high place." Jiang Chen said silently and couldn't help feeling a burst of sadness. The faces of Li Sheng, Jinming and Luo Yan flashed in front of their eyes.
Looking into the distance, Yuntian suddenly said, "In terms of cruelty, you are no worse than Yun."
Jiang Chenmu sat for a long time and said decadently, "Yes, you and I are no different." A word has come out, and it is known to be bad. He originally came with the victory of the first battle, and his momentum was strong, but he was three words by Yuntian, * his mood.
"I heard that Li Sheng left Yunfu Island a few months ago?" Yuntian seemed to be understated.
Jiang Chen's heart is bright, and he can no longer allow Yuntian to control the topic. At present, he retorted and said, "Cut the grass as a root. With your power, it should be easy to find her, right? Do you need my help? Oh, I forgot, there is also a little fox demon. Where the hell is she?"
"Hit!" Yun Tianli shouted.
The fire suddenly went out, and the teapot was cold and quickly covered with snow.
After a long silence, Yuntian said in an astringent voice, "I failed her, so I often regret it."
There was silence around, only the whiring wind. Jiang Chen looked at him in astonishment, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. In this case, he won't, don't want to, and don't have the courage to say it.
It turns out that Jiang Chen is more ruthless and more able to give up than Yuntian.
"For the sake of saving her, Yun will give you a chance." Yuntian slowly got up and looked at the green tree. "As long as you leave the mountain and look for a place to live in seclusion, I will let you go."
Jiang Chen smiled and said nothing. Yuntian said, "With your magic power at the end of your return to the ruins, there is no chance under Yun."
"Opportunities are not given by others, and you don't need to be given by others." Jiang Chen stood up and said coldly, "I will get what I want with my hands."
The sky was cold, and the huge momentum spread to the top of the peak in an instant. The snowflakes seemed to be swept by the wind and suddenly dissipated. The snow silently melted into water, and the top of the mountain became as bright as a mirror.
"Thousands of words, we still have to fight after all." Jiang Chen took a deep breath and suddenly smiled, "Before that, please allow me to verify it."
"What to verify?"
"Verify whether the Mongolian world is really so magical."
Yuntian's face changed, and the surrounding space suddenly became as strong as a barrier, making it difficult to walk.
"Are you scared? Or have you always known that the Lord of Heaven's Cloud World is not your God? Jiang Chen's voice was like thunder, his breath was shaken, and the distance of several feet was suddenly shortened to the green tree.
It seems to be expecting and fear. Yun Tianmu stood still and looked at Jiang Chen's palm to stroke the trunk of the green tree.
In an instant, the flowers bloomed like snow, and the green trees were in full bloom. The flowers fell like rain, and all of them flew and withered.
Yuntian's expression seemed to be stiff, and the snowflakes fell on him one after another, and his beard was white. At this moment, Jiang Chen felt that his soul seemed to have been hollowed out, leaving only an empty body.
This is exactly what Jiang Chen wants.