Collapse of iron: simulation of being watched, starting from supporting jadeite

Jingliu slowly raised her head and looked at him. Even though Bai Ye had been eroded by the power of abundance, his eyes were still so familiar, like the stars in the night sky that never change their positions.

Jingliu's throat seemed to be blocked by something.

She wanted to speak several times but lost her voice several times. Her eyes were red and the tears kept rolling in her eyes.

She wanted to burst out several times, but she still held back and said in a trembling voice:

"I promise you."

The coldness was like the cold god of death.

It quickly spread throughout Bai Ye's body, ruthlessly freezing the vitality in his body.

Bai Ye used up his last bit of strength to look at Jing Liu. In his eyes, there was a thousand kinds of reluctance.

It was a deep attachment to the world and Jing Liu; there was endless love, just like the care of the elders for the younger generation; there was also deep compassion, as if it was a sigh for the sufferings of this world.

He raised his hand slightly and gently touched Jing Liu's cheek.

The temperature of his fingertips seemed to be the last comfort he gave Jing Liu.

And at the moment when his fingertips touched his cheek, Jing Liu's tears finally couldn't help but slide down, and his fingertips became a little wet.

Then, Bai Ye's vitality completely dissipated like a candle in the wind.

At this time, there was silence all around.

He might be the shortest-lived Envoy of the Order of Abundance, and the flame of life flashed like a meteor.

Jingliu slowly let go of the ice sword. How she longed to hug Baiye again.

However, it was just a futile effort. There was nothing in her arms, as if Baiye had never existed.

Jingliu's body seemed to have lost its support and fell to the ground.

Then, she buried her head deeply in her arms, tightly hugging the dissipating breath that belonged to Baiye, as if she could pull him back to this world.

Baiye's lost vitality gave birth to countless green plants and delicate flowers on the ground, which swayed gently in the wind.

Everyone present was immersed in deep silence. That silence was like a heavy mountain, pressing on everyone's heart.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sun struggled to transmit a few dim rays of light through the gaps in the clouds.

In the simulated live broadcast room, there was a long-lost silence.

No one spoke,

[Ji Zi: I can’t bear it anymore. (crying) (crying) (16 crying)]

[No one expected that even Ji Zi, who was usually the calmest, would cry.]

[Some of them couldn’t help sobbing.]

[Parting is often the most heartbreaking thing.]

[Xing: Can’t Bai Ye have a better ending? (crying) (crying) (crying)]

[March 7: Why do you let me watch such a sad thing! Don’t we have a happier simulation?]

[Ruan Mei:........】

[Kafka:..........]

[Kafka and Ruan Mei didn't know what to say. ]

[Everyone felt uncomfortable watching the simulation of Jing Liu. Although they were love rivals, they felt uncomfortable. ]

[Silver Wolf: Woo, it's so uncomfortable to watch. It's just a simulation. ]

[Firefly: If I were to encounter such a thing, I would probably collapse directly. ]

[Kafka: It's uncomfortable to watch just the simulation. The simulator who truly experienced it would feel ten or a hundred times more painful. ]

[Ruan Mei: That's true. I felt it very deeply. ]

[Hanabi: Just call it the Depression Simulator. ]

[Fu Xuan: I didn't expect that the story behind the Five Heroes on the Cloud, these legendary figures of the Immortal Boat, would be like this. 】

[Fu Xuan: No wonder, no wonder there are so few records in history, alas. 】

[Qingque: It makes me feel so uncomfortable, woo woo woo. 】

Since that heartbreaking day, another quiet night has come.

The moonlight is like water, casting an extremely quiet silver glow. Jingliu stood quietly in the yard, and the fireworks beside him swayed gently in the breeze. The flickering light seemed to be telling endless sorrow.

Jingliu's condition today seemed a little wrong.

She stood quietly under the fireworks, and her lonely figure looked particularly lonely under the reflection of the fireworks.

To be precise, not just today, her condition has not been very good recently.

When she thought of her friend being resurrected as a terrible evil, the anger burned in her heart like a raging fire,

hot and fierce; and she ended the life of her beloved with her own hands,

the unspeakable sadness overwhelmed her like a tide, cold and heavy.

These two extreme and strong emotions repeatedly hit her heart,

like a lonely boat in a storm, making her shaky and on the verge of a demonic body,

as if she would be swallowed by the endless darkness at any time.

At this time, the surrounding environment was silent, and the silence seemed to be a silent response to Jingliu's inner struggle.

Perhaps, in the original trajectory, she could have survived tonight.

However, the clouds drifted slowly, and the cold moonlight sprinkled like mercury.

Jingliu was trying her best to restrain the surging emotions in her heart.

At this moment, she glanced at it inadvertently and found that the fireworks had bloomed brilliantly.

People often express their feelings in things, and the appearance of things will also change with the change of mood.

The fireworks at this time,

are completely different from the joyful feeling she had when she watched them with Bai Ye and Bai Heng.

At this moment, the brilliance of the fireworks seemed to become a kind of heart-wrenching mockery in Jingliu's eyes.

The brilliant colors, in her eyes, were like a painting drawn with sadness and pain;The sound of the fireworks bursting was like the ruthless mockery of fate.

Jing Liu, watching the fireworks under the moonlight, felt more and more turbulent,

as if there was an invisible hand,

pushing her little by little into the abyss of the demonic body.

Jing Liu's eyes were attracted by a magnet, staring at the fireworks intently and intently.

In her eyes, the fireworks seemed to be attacked by frost and lost all their temperature,

as cold as the ice in the polar regions, and her own state of mind was like the fireworks.

Gradually, the coldness penetrated her bones from her skin,

She felt as if she had fallen into a thousand-foot ice cave, and the endless negative emotions devoured her like a flood and beast without a trace.

Her red eyes, which were originally as pure as burning with blazing flames, were now like the sun covered by dark clouds, losing their highlights bit by bit.

The bright colors seemed to be devoured by the greedy demon of darkness.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

At this moment, a kind of crazy emotion was like a demon that had been sealed for thousands of years, howling from the deepest part of her heart.

Under her feet, wisps of black air spread like a venomous snake, which was an ominous sign that the demon's Yin body was about to come.

Finally, the chill penetrated from her body to her heart, and her heart seemed to be frozen in the ten thousand years of black ice,

It was complete despair and coldness. With a "click", the fireworks that looked like ice sculptures shattered, just like the only beauty left in her heart was smashed to pieces by the ruthless hammer of fate.

Jingliu slowly stood up, tore off a piece of black gauze from the hem of her skirt, and gently covered her eyes.

From this moment on, Jing Liu's mind had no other thoughts, like a wasteland covered with ice and snow.

Those bits and pieces of the past, those beautiful memories,

With the passing of Bai Ye and Bai Heng, and the irreparable mistakes of Ying Xing and Dan Feng,

Everything has become like the faint light of a candle in the wind, turning into a vague and illusory dream that can never be touched again.

At this moment, the surrounding environment was dead silent, and the dead silence seemed to be a silent sigh for Jing Liu's fate.

[Xing: It's over, this Jing Liu will not directly fall into a demon body this time. ]

[Qingque: It's bad! This time, it really became a demon body! ]

[Heita: It would be great if Bai Ye could survive. ]

[Bronya: It's so painful to watch. 】(To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

[Jingliu: I have wanted to commit suicide to accompany Bai Ye for a long time. 】

[Xing: But if you think about it, if you survive, you may have a chance to see Bai Ye. 】

[March 7: Suddenly I feel that it is not impossible to survive! 】

[Esther: But Bai Ye is a faith hunter, and suddenly he becomes a fertility messenger, which feels so abrupt. 】

[Heita:By the way, the hunting and abundance have been entangled for a long time. 】

[Black Tower: Perhaps one day, when the hunting really kills the pharmacist, all traces of abundance in the fairy boat will disappear from the fairy boat. 】

[Kafka: Too miserable. 】

If what was presented above is Bai Ye's simulation process, then what will be shown in the live broadcast is the follow-up story after Bai Ye left.

The audience has witnessed with their own eyes the different endings faced by the five heroes on the cloud after the sudden chaos.

The first thing to talk about is naturally Jing Liu.

After being eroded by the crazy demon body, Jing Liu committed an unforgivable crime,

and was then ruthlessly imprisoned in the gloomy and terrifying prison.

The prison seemed like a giant beast with a bloody mouth, ruthlessly swallowing Jing Liu, the former hero.

The walls around exude a damp and decaying smell, and the cold iron fences flash a chilling light in the dim light.

[Xing: What happened? What did I miss? ]

[March Seven: Why is Jing Liu in prison? What did I miss? ]

[Heita: Yes, what happened? ]

[Jing Liu: Nothing, just a simple escape from prison. ]

[Bronya:? ]

[Qing Que: Against the will of heaven. ]

Jing Liu broke out of the Ten Kings Division and fled all the way. And near the Xingcha Sea, it was Jing Yuan who was responsible for chasing her.

In terms of swordsmanship, Jing Yuan is indeed difficult to compete with Jing Liu.

At this time, Jingliu's swordsmanship has reached a new height. The sword made of ice,

in her hand, flickered with a faint cold light, like a ray of cold moonlight. Jingyuan led a group of cloud riders, but was unable to resist Jingliu's fierce attack.

After being pushed back a step, Jingyuan was still unwilling and tried to persuade:

"Master, stop. Bai Ye doesn't want to see you like this."

Before that, Jingliu turned a deaf ear to all the words, as if her heart was frozen by ice. []

However, after hearing the keyword "Bai Ye", she finally reacted.

However, her red eyes, which had lost their brilliance, were still cold and emotionless. She just said lightly:

"Bai Ye is gone."

Jing Yuan had no choice but to sigh and wave his sword. The sword passed through the air, making a humming sound.

At this time, the surrounding environment was solemn and the sea breeze blew by, blowing up the corners of everyone's clothes, and the waves kept hitting the shore.

In the historical records of later generations, after Jing Yuan succeeded to the position of general,

he led the mighty Yunqi Army to attack Jing Liu in Xingcha Sea.

In the end, Jing Liu was defeated by the powerful power of the God.

After this fierce battle, Jing Liu disappeared without a trace, and people once thought she was dead.

However,This is just the version recorded by the official Xianzhou.

And on the live screen, some traces of Jingliu's follow-up were shown.

At this time, Jingliu's swordsmanship has reached a new peak, as if transcending all the concepts of victory and defeat in the world.

She always kept in mind the promise she made to Bai Ye, and even though she was deeply troubled by the demon's body, she never had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Similarly, after this, Jingliu began to travel in the vast outer space.

She still pursued the ideal she shared with Bai Ye at that time, which was to find a way to kill the pharmacist.

[Xing: So did Jingliu find a way in the end? ]

[March 7: The plot hasn't been played yet, I don't know. ]

[Qingque: I don't know. ]

[190 Silver Wolf: Awesome, Jingliu feels like he can chop down the entire Xianzhou by himself. ]

Then, the screen turned to Danfeng.

At this time, Dan Feng was also imprisoned in the gloomy prison.

The cold dragon-locking needles were deeply nailed into his body, and the chains made of coral gold bound him up layer by layer like a giant python.

The elders of the Ming Dynasty came and went in front of his prison.

They frowned and repeatedly asked him about the truth of the dragon-transforming magic and the location of the mysterious dragon heart.

Their eager expressions seemed to want to dig out all the secrets from his mouth.

And the judges of the Nether Palace also came to him one after another.

They looked cold and serious, and wanted to sentence him to death and make him disappear from the world.

The environment of the prison was chilling. There seemed to be unknown shadows gathering in the dark corners, and the candlelight on the wall flickered in the air flow.

[Xing: What is the death penalty? 】

[Fu Xuan: It's the death penalty. 】

[March Seven: Ah? Is it so serious? Isn't Dan Feng the Dragon Lord? 】

[Qingque: The Dragon Lord is not an existence that escapes the rules. 】

During this long period of imprisonment, Dan Feng remained silent, like a silent stone sculpture.

No matter how the elders of the Chiming asked, or how the judges of the netherworld pressed him, he kept his lips tightly shut and refused to utter a word.

Until the end, Jing Yuan brought him the result after mediation.

Dan Feng could be exempted from the death penalty, but he had to be punished by shedding scales and reincarnation.

Then, he was forced to shed scales, and then reincarnated as Dan Heng.

And he was permanently expelled from Luofu, like a rootless grass pulled out of its homeland, drifting with the wind, going to a completely unfamiliar world.

[March 7: Oh my god! Dan Heng! ]

[Xing: Good guy! Dan Heng! So that's how Dan Heng came about? Awesome! ]

[Fu Xuan: Dan Feng was originally going to be sentenced to death. If it weren't for Jing Yuan's plea, there would probably be no Dan Heng now. ]

[Qing Que: Jing Yuan is a pretty good person. ]

[Ji Zi: But,From this perspective, the ending of the five heroes on the cloud is really tragic. One turned into a wicked dragon, one fell into the body of a demon, and one entered reincarnation........】.