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Chapter 471: Rebellion(1/3)

The world is drowsy and seems to wake up forever.

Zhuque and Zhao Xianger stood on the edge of the Three Thousand Worlds, looking at the east, the faint whiteness of fish belly in the east was also wiped away, turning into a flat pale line. The upper and lower ends of the lines showed a suppressed black in the world.

The darkness was like water, swelling the flames of the three thousand worlds, and the terrifying high temperature quickly cooled down. The two phoenix skirts flew in the cold and cold wind.

Like them, Lu Marshe, Si Ming, Shao Xiaoli, Ning Xiaoling... People from all over the world looked to the East, and realized something when they looked at this unusual celestial phenomenon.

Even the hoe mountain stretched like a mountain, it broke out some cracks. His eyes slid out from the cracks and looked into the distance, full of vicissitudes of life.

"The dark sun is not a myth, the monarch above the sky has arrived."

Suzaku looked at the sky and said with a sigh.

Zhao Xianger stared at the sky. She could see that the entire air layer seemed to be sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. They seemed to be in a sandbag. At this moment, a fist swung in the air and hit the sandbag heavily, so the whole world was bent in the shock.

Zhuque continued: "The battle eight years ago was indeed vigorous, and it was a great achievement to expel the monarch briefly. Unfortunately, it was such a move that "irritated" it. It should have penetrated in mildness, rather than coming in rage now."

The flames in the Three Thousand Worlds and Western Kingdoms were completely extinguished, and darkness also enveloped them.

The wind came towards her, blew the girl's hair, and between her sleeves, her bones and joints were pale due to the tightening of her fists.

"Anyway, it's all destruction, what's the difference?" Zhao Xianger said: "What's the difference between destruction now and destruction decades later? This is not a tragic disaster for one person and a family, it is a misfortune for the people! Without these eight years, we would not have any chance of victory."

Zhuque smiled and said, "These eight years have passed and it is coming, so what can you do?"

"You..." Zhao Xianger looked at Zhuque and put away the sharpness in her eyes, "Why aren't it us?"

Zhuque laughed happily, but she didn't answer immediately, but just looked into the distance: "This battle has begun. Xiang'er, you have always regarded yourself very highly, but now the general trend is approaching, what can you do?"

Zhao Xianger stared at her and said coldly: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Zhuque smiled and said, "I just said that my mother wants to watch a sunrise with you."

Zhao Xianger clenched her silver teeth, and a green collar was faintly drawn between her cheeks. The umbrella sword was wrapped around her hands, as if she was about to be sheathed at any time.

But Zhuque gently covered her hand, calming her down, and said softly: "Don't be anxious, this has just begun, this will be a beautiful sunrise."

Zhao Xianger could not be like her, watching the dark sun descend.

She knew that as long as she seized the authority of the world, she could open the Kingdom of Thunder Lauru. This is the only key now, and this key is right next to her. I am the only person who has the opportunity to change all this.

The power of the Three Thousand Worlds was activated, and the girl disappeared instantly.

Almost at the same time, she appeared behind Zhuque and jumped into the air, like a bird spreading its wings. The blade was silent but was out of the sheath. The spirit of the fire phoenix squirted out of her body, and with the white blades, she slashed at Zhuque's beautiful neck in a decapitated manner!

Wow!

The strong wind blew on the face.

The flames on the blade were blown away instantly.

Zhao Xianger's umbrella sword was only half an inch away from Zhuque's beautiful neck, but she could not cross that half inch.

The sword was still cutting across rapidly, but it seemed like it had entered an infinitely far world and could not reach the end no matter what.

This is the Western Kingdom, the country of the Suzaku God Lord.

In the past eight years, the Lords of God were slaughtered one after another, and people gradually forgot the majesty and terror of the Kingdom of God. Now the Kingdom of God is reopened again. In this world of absolute law built by the Dark Lord and supported by authority, the Lord of God is invincible!

Zhuque turned around without any haste. Her etiquette seemed to be edified from the deep palace courtyard, meticulous and elegant in every move.

She looked at Zhao Xianger holding the blade in the air, and the girl's phoenix skirt flew, revealing the black outfit that looked like a killer suit. Her eyebrows and eyes were like swords, and her thin lips were like swords, all of which reflected a sharp murderous intent. However, there was not a trace of displeasure with this murderous intent in Suzaku's eyes, but instead she was even more gentle, as if she was admiring a beautiful porcelain doll.

"We are all cages nowadays."

Zhuque said softly, unable to help but recall her appearance when she first came to the world.

At that time, she had no specific body. She traveled all over the world, wanting to find a body that suits her.

Later, she witnessed a hunting in a desert.

It was a red nine-tailed bird. It was chased for a long time and fled to the desert. It had no drinking or eating for several months. It finally reached its limit. It fell into the desert. Then, it was stabbed into the heart by a sword by the chasing demon cultivator, and cut out the demon pill and took it away.

The big bird has a good cultivation level. Although it lost the demon pill, it still did not die.

Its body was worthless, but the desert was too far away to be transported, and the demon cultivators had to give up. They looked at the dying bird, turned it over, nailed the wings into the stone with a sword, making it unable to break free. They could only watch the sky that was no longer reachable, slowly exposed to the sun until it died.

The bird looked at the sky until death.

Although Zhuque also found it incredible, she still clearly remembered that when she explored the red bird's sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed more painful for it to be unable to flap its wings and soar.

At that time, Zhuque believed that flying was the eternal wish of all birds.

But later, she discovered that this was not the case.

Many birds who have been locked in cages since childhood have not even any concept of flying. Even if they open the cage, they just flap their wings a few times, and even walk with their slender feet, forgetting that they should be the elves in the sky.

After the Suzaku realized it later, he found that only by going to the sky can he understand the beauty and freedom of the sky.

But later, another bird changed her.

While traveling around the world, she met a folk breeder who liked to raise all kinds of ferocious demon birds and monsters. But one day, the folk breeder changed his habit and raised a cute canary. The canary was locked in a cage and was stared at by pairs of ugly and cruel eyes every day.

The little canary grew up tremblingly and never came out of the cage, because once it goes out, it is likely to be pecked to death by other evil birds.

One day, a falcon talked to the canary, and the canary said, "I envy you very much."

The Falcon took it for granted and said, "What do you envy us? Sharp claws and sharp beaks? The power of the sky? The method of killing?"

But Canary shook her head, "I envy you for flying."

The falcon was stunned and then burst into laughter. The laughter attracted many other birds. The big birds surrounded them and laughed at them together.

"How can the little birds growing up in your cage understand the horror of the sky... In this world, survival is an eternal need, and flying is just one of the means of survival. Only killing can make us survive!"

"Well, otherwise, you will be killed by something else in just one hour."

"There is an old saying outside: How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? This statement makes sense, hahaha..."

Although the canary heard their words, they shivered in fear, but they were more eager for the sky.

The sparrow does not know the ambition of the swan, but the swan cannot understand the wishes of the sparrow.

It has never been to the sky, but it does not prevent it from yearning for the beauty of the sky.

She didn't come from the sky.

She comes from the vast Taixu.

In the eyes of the world, the boundless sky is just a thin piece that cannot be as small as the entire Taixu.

If birds yearn for freedom and yearn for the sky, where should they yearn for?

That night, the galaxy river was shining brightly. The Vermillion Bird lay on the desert where the red bird died, looking up at the starry sky, and the soft sand began to flow, submerging her body little by little.

When she was about to be completely buried by the sand, she stretched out her hand, pointing to a star in the night sky, and also to a whole night sky.

"I'm going there."

When she got up from the sand again, she was already a dragon bird in the desert.

She comes from a star called "Saturn" 1.5 billion years ago. Earth is her destiny, but she yearns for the sky and that dustless world.

Zhao Xianger's sharp blade is still cut in her world.

In Zhuque's eyes, the shadow of the stars in the sky was reflected in a trance.

Everything is like a dream like lightning, the world is always easy, and the heart of Tao remains unchanged.

Zhuque's lips outlined a smile.

She looked at Zhao Xianger, and used her slender fingers to resist the sword edge she had slashed, and pushed her out of her world bit by bit.

She said: "Why is your daughter so unbearable? Can't even realize her wish to watch a sunrise with her mother? Alas, it's not easy to get married with such a arrogant attitude."

Zhuque pinched the sword edge, and the power of the world's laws was like shackles, pressing on Zhao Xianger's body, removing her power bit by bit.

Zhao Xianger used the authority of the Three Thousand Worlds to jump out of the shackles, but was soon caught up by Zhuque.

"Don't hide, Xiao Xiang'er, if you want to be disobedient again, your mother will be spanking her."

Zhuque's hand reached into Zhao Xianger's hair and grabbed her beautiful long hair. This scene was like what Mrs. Bai did in Linhe City. However, at this moment, there was no resentment in Zhuque's eyes except Ci Rou's blame.

Zhao Xiang'er was like a little bird, picked up by her with one hand.

Zhao Xianger stared at her coldly, without any sign of compromise or concession.

Zhuque smiled gently, feeling relieved when he watched his biological daughter return after success. This absurd scene happened at the absurd dawn without sunrise, but instead showed a strange harmony.

Zhuque grabbed her long hair, turned her head over, and looked towards the east.

"Look at the sky, the Dark Lord is already angry. It is crazy about absorbing the spiritual energy from the Spirit Swallower. When the spiritual energy from the Spirit Swallower is sucked dry, it should take action against the innate aura it planted... I have to say that raising the Dark Lord is a good plan. Unfortunately, Ning Changjiu should have already shot an arrow in the bow, but the Lei Lao Divine Kingdom is not open, so he is probably still a butterfly now."

Zhuque smiled and said, "Eight years of hard work have been ruined. Xiang'er, what do you think?"

...

The conversation in the Three Thousand Worlds is short.

The gears of time will not stop rotating because of their communication.

In the north, Lu Maimai and Si Ming were the first to control the sword and soar to the sky.

There are countless cracks between the barrier between the sea of ​​ruins and the virtual realm, and black and red waves are surging. Each "small wave" is tens of thousands of miles long.
To be continued...
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