MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v9 Chapter 16 Day 1

The quiet room is very quiet.

The ground rose slowly.

Jing Jiu leaned in the wheelchair, thinking about many things.

When that **** entered the sword of all things and rushed towards those stars, what was thinking?

Now that he is in the sword of all things, how can he get rid of it completely?

Regarding that prison, that high-level civilization that was missing, it seemed that she was going to ask Xue Ji.

Even if she was just a caretaker created and didn't know the main situation of that civilization, she should know something.

The door of the quiet room opened and everyone walked out. After leaving the cave, they found that the sky was actually dark.

This conversation didn't last long, it shouldn't be night.

The sun is blocked.

The black is getting bigger and bigger, and the light on the island is getting darker.

The sea wind howled, and the waves rolled around.

When the black land fell on the surface, everyone found that it was a cloud.

Ah Da received Qing'er's message and flew back from the distant sun.

The corpse dog was lying on its back, only an ordinary size, covered with blood, like a black and red gem.

In the past years, Ah Da was lying on the back of the dog, but today it is the other way around.

Xue Ji sat on top of Ah Da's head, closed her eyes, and looked extremely weak, like a small rice grain.

Qing'er flew back to Zhao Layue's shoulder and said, "I should never die."

Ah Da shook his body, and the long hair shook like a cloud, returning to its usual size.

The corpse dog landed on the beach, wondering if it smelled the patriarch's smell, and there was a slight sadness in his eyes.

Then it looked at Jing Jiu and bowed its head slightly.

Jing Jiu held on to his broken body, straightened up, and earnestly responded.

The corpse dog's eyes became quiet and warm, and he turned and walked toward the sea.

After a short while, it disappeared in the blue water, not knowing where it went.

"Go to recover." Jing Jiu said.

Ada leaped gently on Jing Jiu's knee and raised his head.

This is not to be arrogant, nor is it to be praised or to be touched, but to return something.

Han Chan loosened his armour and let go of the small hollow gold ball he was holding tightly.

It didn't dare to look at Xue Ji at all, and countless eyes were full of fear.

Jing Jiu took the hollowed-out golden ball, and his eyes fell on the black gem inside, his eyes extremely quiet.

Ah Dacai noticed his current situation, his pupils shrank like grains, and meowed a few hastily.

-"Are you going to die?"

Jing Jiu still looked at the black gem and replied casually: "By definition, yes."

Ah Da was silent for a long time, then meowed lowly.

"The thing I fear most in my life is your brothers and sisters. You were also the worst bullied. When I was at Bihu Peak, I prayed for your death every night. Then Taiping Zhenren died, and now you are going to die... …I should be very happy, why should I be so sad all of a sudden… By the way! There is a black monument over the sun, maybe it can save you!"

"No one can save him, I can't, neither can that thing."

Suddenly a tender and weak voice sounded on the beach.

Everyone looked over and was surprised to find that it was Xue Ji who was talking!

The former immortals of Shenda Xianshi had no idea that Her Majesty the Queen could actually speak human language.

Zhuo Rusui and others just remembered at this time. Many years ago when Xue Ji killed Tooting Blade and soared on the spot, she seemed to have said a word. At that time, she seemed to say...I will never come back?

"Well, I will handle it myself." Jing Jiu said.

Xue Ji said blankly, "What are you going to do with me?"

At this moment, she was in an extremely weak state, and any fairy had the ability to kill her.

The most important thing is that she has no means to restrict Jing Jiu.

Qingshan Patriarch is dead, Jing Jiu is no longer under the control of Chengtian Sword, but can instead control her with that thing. Although the two parties did have an agreement, the problem is...Jing Jiu is about to die, who knows what he will do for humans?

Everyone's eyes fell on Jing Jiu's hands.

The golden hollow ball he held was the key to determining Xue Ji's life and death.

Those sights mean different things.

Kill her.

Control her.

please do not.

"Everything is used by people? It sounds reasonable, but isn't it the thing that all things hate the most?"

Jing Jiu finished his enlightenment, took back his spiritual consciousness, and handed the golden silk ball to Xue Ji's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and speechless.

Xue Ji was silent for a while, and stretched out two small hands, holding them very solemnly and cherished.

Jing Jiu looked at her and smiled.

In the next moment, the gold thread broke suddenly and turned into debris scattered on the beach.

The black gem that was constrained by the formation disappeared without a trace, it should have been taken away by Xue Ji.

Her eyes became deeper and darker, and no matter who looked at it, she felt fear.

Xue Ji raised her head to the sky and smiled silently.

The two ends of the red thread on her face were slightly cocked, which immediately dilutes the sense of oppression and fear.

The black obelisk was the only existence in this universe that could threaten her, and it was now controlled by her.

At this point, she finally got the freedom she wanted most.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Jing Jiu in silence.

Everyone saw what she meant.

There are unusually complex emotions in the seemingly simple, pure and terrifying eyes.

From now on, no matter what Jing Jiu wants her to do, she will say three words I am willing, even if it is to destroy the world.

"I want to ask something." Jing Jiu said.

He and Xue Ji's eyes intersected, as if returning to many, many years ago.

At that time, he participated in the Meihui Dao war, because Luohuainan was forced to go deep into the snowy field with Bai Zao and was trapped in the extreme cold.

Xue Ji's divine sense came from the distant ice peak and fell on him.

The same is true today, when the gods meet, they exchange countless information.

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Xue Ji didn't know what the advanced civilization that built that prison was like.

She was in that prison the day she was born or created.

According to the permission requirements, she was not allowed to actively contact the prisoners in the prison, so she could only look at the world in the north, lonely and boring, and then began to think about the meaning of her existence.

When life begins to think about the meaning of its own existence, it first wants to understand the world it is in.

She didn't know the advanced civilization, but confirmed that there was a world outside the sky, so she thought that her roots were there, and those extremely powerful prisoners were banished here by that world.

This isolated world is really meaningless. She once tried to leave, but she was completely helpless. She had to spend most of her time sleeping until all the prisoners in the prison were killed by time.

After an extremely long dormancy, an existence who claimed to be a **** descended into that world and found a way to control her from nowhere, and then reached an agreement with her, just like Jing Jiu did.

"What kind of person was the **** at that time?"

"I didn't really see him."

"But you have communication."

"To describe it in human language, that **** is a little shy, and with an inexplicable apology."

"Well, that **** does things really inexplicable."

Jing Jiu thought about the previous conversation with Xu Le, thinking with inexplicable sadness.

The soup in the hot pot has been boiled dry by the magic fire, and it is not burnt.

This concludes the last conversation between Jing Jiu and Xue Ji.

She turned and walked into the sea.

An island gradually floated on the distant sea.

That is the back of the corpse dog.

Xue Ji is going to rest in the sea.

Now everyone knows that she and the corpse dog had lived and died together, and naturally they had a good relationship.

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The news of the death of Patriarch Qingshan was also blocked at Zuxing.

The immortals in the distant universe still don't know, but logically speaking, some preparations should be made in advance at this time.

But no one meant to leave, including Tong Yan.

Everyone was waiting for Jing Jiu to solve his problems or die.

The former immortals like Shenda Xianshi and Mr. Dong who were still immersed in grief were not allowed to leave.

Countless warships have already controlled the solar system, and anyone who tries to escape will be subject to terrible attacks.

"We didn't want to leave." Shenda Xianshi said blankly.

The pair of black demon fairy brothers spoke at the same time, but they said two completely different sentences.

Gu Zuo stared at Jing Jiuhan and said, "We are going to see you die."

Gu You said blankly, "Since the Patriarch is dead, you can't die."

The latter sentence is the true thoughts of the former immortals.

The subtext is very clear.

Patriarch Qingshan has no personal enmity with you, and what you are fighting for is the direction of the great road.

Since he proved himself wrong by death, then you have to solve the problems facing humanity.

Jing Jiu did not respond, and signaled Zhao Layue to push herself to the beach.

The coconut grove was illuminated by the setting sun, pulling the shadow of the wheelchair far away.

"There is one thing you may not know yet."

Zhao Layue took out the Qingtianjian again and said, "Some of them are dead, but... are still alive."

She said something to Cao Yuan by the snow mountain lake on that planet.

Jing Jiu was not surprised, and said, "Qing Tianjian's change began many years ago."

When the Zhongzhou faction asked at the conference, he was successful in Qingtianjian and helped Qinger to move towards freedom. At that time, Qingtianjian began to undergo some incomprehensible changes.

The flow of time in that world was slowing down, and ghosts even appeared in the Zhao State Palace.

"At that time, you didn't know what was going on." Qinger said, sitting on Zhao Layue's shoulder.

Jing Jiu said, "I'll go take a look."

Liu Shisui, who had disappeared just now, walked out from the depths of the coconut grove, holding a large bundle of bamboo.

Everyone was used to finding bamboo wherever he went, and they were not surprised to see this.

Fujitsu tried his best, the sword light flashed continuously, and the cutting work was completed in the shortest time.

Liu Shisui skillfully made a bamboo chair and polished it carefully with Huanxi yarn.

Yuan Qu said in surprise: "You even brought Hozhan's things? Se Se has been arguing about the separation, what can she do?"

Liu Shisui glanced at Zhao Layue without speaking.

Zhao Layue won't answer these boring questions. She picked up Jing Jiu and carefully placed it on the bamboo chair, using Qingtianjian as a pillow, and laying it under his neck.

"Not bad." Jing Jiu gave a satisfactory evaluation.

The sea breeze passes through the coconut grove and is mixed with the sound of waves not far away, which is very suitable for calming the heart and calming the mind.

Those former immortals sat cross-legged in the distance, wondering if they were still sad.

Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui stood by the bamboo chair, like two door gods.

She wanted to stay, but Tong Yan took her to the cave and said she was going to play chess.

Yuanqu and Junior Sister Yushan sat on the beach side by side, looking at the adult corpse dog who was getting farther away, talking with each other, probably meaning whether to let the younger brother come out to help solve the problem, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com or just the last look.

The tattered robot sat back by the pool, picked up the bamboo pole and was fishing.

The bamboo pole looked like a toothpick in its hand, and the pool was just a small depression.

The battleship Lieyang has already withdrawn from the atmosphere and is cleaning up near the mutilated moon.

Some pictures of battleships can still be seen faintly in space farther away.

Jing Jiu fell asleep with his eyes closed on the bamboo chair.

Ada was afraid of his pain, so he dared not lie in his arms and curled up beside him.

Ancient and modern.

Human history.

Time's walking.

It seems to be concentrated in this picture.

This is the first day.