Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 546: Fate (Part )

Xing never thought that one day she would say such words.

"I'm playing March 7th, is that true or not?"

It is said that Xibai is very weak, and this star believes it. After all, when he was in Pinocchio, Xiao Xiaoniao was so strong that he was almost inhuman.

But now, Xing has witnessed that the dark side is a hundred times stronger.

What appeared in front of Ah Xing was the runaway March Seventh who controlled the extreme cold ice and snow. The golden color flowing in his pupils seemed like an inextinguishable dragon flame, but it was forcibly cooled and sealed by the frost.

The dewdrops condensed on the wall turned into ice crystals in the sudden drop in temperature, and blue frost flowers bloomed wherever March 7th passed.

"There's no need for you to go," Fu Xuan used both hands to control the Qiongguan Formation to seal off the entire street, blocking the ice and snow inside. She glanced at Xing unhappily.

"I want you to use the bond of your companions to try and wake up Sanyueqi."

"what?"

Xing was silent for a moment. Logically speaking, this job should be done by An Ming. But then again, if San Yueqi saw the firefly beside An Ming, he would probably go even more crazy.

Thinking of this, Ah Xing no longer hesitated. As the saying goes, if she doesn't go to hell, who will?

"The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold. Ah Xing will leave and come back soon. I am leaving too!" Xing walked through the thick snowstorm and walked step by step to March Seventh.

Looking at March Seven, whose entire body was surrounded by extremely cold icicles, Xing was preparing to squeeze out a few tears from his core, "March, do you still remember—ah!"

Before Xing could say a word, he was like a stray dog ​​on the side of the road that was hit by March Seven and rolled back to Fu Xuan in a dusty state.

Fu Xuan almost laughed out loud, but due to the seriousness of the situation, he only laughed once.

It was only then that Xing saw An Ming approaching March 7 from another direction, and he immediately realized that he had been fooled by Fu Xuan. He pouting and staring at Master Taibu with a resentful look on his face.

"I come."

An Ming patted Jing Yuan on the shoulder and looked towards the center of the increasingly uncontrollable snowstorm. The figure was just calmly walking forward step by step on the snow.

Jing Yuan nodded slightly, "Be careful." Fortunately, due to the capture of Huanlong, the entire street had already been cleared. Only the key figures were left, and there were still Yunqi guarding the periphery.

There shouldn't be any accidents in the Youqiongguan formation in the short term. You should know that the defense strength is arranged according to Feixiao, in order to prevent Feixiao's rampage from affecting Luofu.

But by some strange coincidence, it was March Seventh who went berserk. Unless the power unleashed by March Seventh was far greater than Feixiao's, the current arrangements would be more than enough, giving An Ming enough time to rescue him.

The speed at which the snowstorm expanded was far beyond An Ming's imagination. Even he could not understand why March Seven had such strong power after obtaining the Red Moon.

Or...it has nothing to do with Red Moon from the beginning to the end?

A warm firefly ignited behind An Ming. The firefly transformed into an iron cavalryman and slashed out a green flame wave with the sword in his hand, melting the whistling wind and snow into raindrops.

As he walked along the road, the snowflakes melted into dewdrops, like tears from heaven.

San Yueqi stopped, and when the golden pupils were imprinted with An Ming's appearance, the snow between the irises began to slowly melt.

She took the longbow from her back, and ice crystals grew from her fingertips, then shattered and reassembled in her palms, transforming into three-foot frost blades in the cold mist.

"..."

The fine snow fell between her eyelashes and condensed into frost flowers. San Yue Qi just stood there in a daze, pursed her lips and didn't take another step forward.

"March, it's me."

"I know."

The sword tip raised a cold arc of light, and the icy blade reflected the beautiful profile of March Seven.

The cherry-pink long hair was now completely white with only a few wisps of light red remaining on the curled ends of the hair, like the fallen plum blossoms in the snow, symbolizing that "March 7" has not disappeared yet.

The ice blade pierced through An Ming's clothes on his chest, and frost spread rapidly with the tip of the sword as the center. The extreme coldness froze An Ming's clothes into ice powder that shattered at the touch, leaving only the skin that was in contact with the sword.

"That's my destiny, after all."

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...

"Hurray!"

Huanlong shouted angrily and looked at Hu Lei. She never expected that she would be hindered by a remnant soul in the red moon at this time.

Hu Lei sneered, "You were merciless when you deceived our Dulan cubs," and it didn't care whether Huanlong could get a new body.

For this former Buli war leader, perhaps he no longer has anything to carry. The one who came here is not Feixiao, and how could San Yue Qi become the war leader?

But it will not forgive the culprit of everything just like that. Huanlong bewitched Bu Liren to come to Luofu to break the prison, and this cause and effect also led to the current situation.

Although San Yueqi really wants to say "Stop fighting", based on the current situation, infighting between the two is the best solution.

From what Hu Lei said before, we can know that this is her spiritual world. So what is she doing in reality?

San Yueqi turned to look at the mirror-like ice layer. At the end of the ice layer, he could faintly see the heart that once belonged to Hu Lei beating slowly.

"It seems that the Red Moon only sealed your consciousness, but released another you."

Hu Lei laughed in a low voice and stretched out his sharp claws to touch the ice, but they were instantly bounced away. Only then did Huanlong realize the horrible truth that he had never noticed before.

What is sealed in this spiritual world?

"It seems that you are qualified to inherit this power..." Hu Lei murmured, pushing San Yue Qi to the front of the ice surface, and at the same time calling on Chi Yue to emit a faint mist.

Behind the originally empty ice layer, vague human figures gradually emerged, and those figures were as vague as mist.

"what is that?"

San Yueqi suddenly felt a little scared, as if she realized that she was touching memories that she had never had before.

“The Red Moon cannot awaken your Moon Madness, but it can liberate the other self in your consciousness,” Hu Lei raised the illusory scimitar and slashed out a storm.

"That is your inner beast."

The ice was still indestructible, leaving no trace under Hu Lei's attack, but the distant Red Moon seemed to feel the call.

It actually pulled the ice layer back hundreds of meters, thus opening the area where the heart beast was located in front of the three people.

"I don't have time to play house with you!" Huanlong was almost unable to suppress the anger in her heart. In fact, she didn't even realize that the source of this anger was the fear that she dared not admit deep in her heart.

She didn't understand what she was afraid of, but she had already got the answer in her subconscious mind, but she didn't dare to believe it.

Until she followed Hu Lei and San Yue Qi Xing on the path to the inner beast, the phantom raised its head in the dark. The brilliance reflected in its pupils at that moment almost shattered her soul.

It is as bright as the Milky Way in the sky, pulling out a dark blue branch, turning into a curtain of sky and hanging down to the earth.

That is fate.

A complete destiny that has never appeared in the universe.

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