EBE Chapter 219 is Candle 9
Chapter 219 is Candle 9
I also hate death, but there are things that I hate more than death, so I will not refuse any trouble.
The sky is dark, the phantom sea is dark, the stars are hidden, and they are their own sparks.
The upper demon was furious and wanted to execute them, but Ping Wuyou turned his eyes and smiled, saying: "Some people have never seen death, so they think it is shameful to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens."
"Mortals who commit suicide by jumping into the sea always struggle on the verge of death."
"Why not test whether they are truly fearless of life and death, or whether it is not yet time for them to drown. Ignorance is fearless."
The monsters were startled, and suddenly realized that this method was very wonderful.
Their bravery is unyielding, and even after death, they will always be praised in the future. Only by letting them expose their ugly fear of death before they die can we make the biggest joke and save their abandoned dignity.
Ye Jinbai said to Chu Yi: "The storm surge is coming soon, why not take away their points and use this opportunity to test how tough their bones are?"
Chu Yi lowered his eyelashes, looked at the three hundred demon plants below, was silent for a moment, and agreed.
Before the monsters could grab the points in surprise, Chu Yi squinted at them and said coldly, "Shut up."
Then he walked up to Yin Jiao and others and took away all the points.
There was a gleam of light in Ye Jinbai and Qingqu's eyes.
Ping Wuyou and Hei Batian frowned. Chu Yi got the points, which meant that Qingqu was now first.
Chu Yi ignored what these people were thinking, he walked across the water step by step, and stopped in front of Cangjie, Yinjiao and others.
They looked unyielding, unwilling and indignant.
Chu Yi suddenly remembered that day in front of the Demon King’s Palace, he walked up to Cang Ze in the same way and faced the same look.
This tree demon is always challenging his cognition.
Chu Yi's cold gaze paused on Cangjie's face, and he stroked the bracelet on his wrist lightly, "Do you hate me?"
Cang Jie looked at him suspiciously, "A man like Master Chu Yi would also care about other people's love and hate?"
"I don't care." Chu Yi's expression was indifferent. "Just asking casually."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
A dark villain for sure.
Cangjie laughed, what a willful little prince. No matter what, thank him for trying to save them.
No one knows what decision Chu Yi made after taking those few steps.
Others were hoping with malicious intent that the evil plants would reveal their ugly side in the face of the storm surge, but Chu Yi did not believe that Cangjie and the others would retreat because of this.
He did this not for the so-called test, but to allow them to sing the praises and continue the resistance in their own way.
If this will can endure through the storm, then everything will go as they wish.
He, Chu Yi, would not let them die.
Chu Yi looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and suddenly realized one thing: he would never become a person like Mo Huaizun.
He may still like to do whatever he wants.
Forget it. If the sky falls, there is a cliff to support it, and senior brother Mo Huaizun to support it.
……
The mirage is almost over, with only a storm surge left.
It is brewing and has not yet appeared, but it has already caused the wind and clouds to change color and the clouds to be filled with worry and rain.
All the monsters returned to the mirage.
The biggest winner is Qingqu. Several demons know that the situation at this stage is irreversible.
Ping Wuyou lowered his head in deep thought, recalling all the strange things that happened during this evil act.
This shouldn't be the case. Past acts of evil have always been purely a fight to the death, nothing like this time, mixed with so many realistic elements, it's like a coup d'état.
All the abnormalities were caused by the appearance of Liu Tiezhu and Cangjie.
They were like two sources of danger, turning the place upside down.
Fortunately, Zhu Jiu did not show up, everything was about to end, and they were ultimately unable to cause any trouble.
Ping Wuyou turned around and asked Wenren Sejue, who had been watching the show from beginning to end, "Is everything as you expected?"
Wen Ren Se Jue leaned against the railing, as if silently waiting for a rain. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids to look at her and said, "No, the person I'm waiting for never came."
There was only one stick of incense left and it was too late for her.
Wenren Sejue stretched out his hand, his bony hand was soaked by the rain, and crystal raindrops dripped through his fingers.
As unpredictable as his mood at the moment.
For the first time, Wenren Sejue felt what the unknown meant. This feeling made him uncomfortable, just like a cultivator losing his cultivation and becoming a mortal.
The star tracks were blurry, and he felt as if he was blinded, and a feeling of anxiety suddenly arose in his heart.
When this strange feeling arose, Wen Ren Se Jue, who claimed to be detached, was stunned. He seemed to have suddenly been in tune with those suffering people who prayed to astrologers.
He seemed to have become one of them.
……
At the same time, Hei Batian and Le Taotao squatted beside the mirage, staring at the demon plants below in silence.
Reason made Hei Batian feel that they must die, but some inappropriate emotion was at work, and he didn't seem to want them to die.
Hei Batian was a little conflicted for once. He thought in a rebellious way, is the boundary between upper-class monsters and lower-class monsters really so difficult to cross?
While he was in a daze, Le Taotao suddenly said in a deep voice: "Hei Batian."
Hei Batian: “?”
He glared over suddenly. What was going on? This coward didn’t even call him daddy!
Le Taotao subconsciously sat down on the ground in fear, but still mustered up the courage to say: "If they don't beg for mercy in the end, I will never call you daddy again! You, you are not allowed to ride me anymore..."
As he spoke, his voice faded away under the other person's sarcastic and vicious gaze.
Hei Batian looked at him in surprise and sneered, "I believe that some people will die bravely, but not everyone is not afraid of death. There is no demon in the world who is not afraid of death."
"So you'll just have to call me daddy for the rest of your life, you wimp! If you still don't let me ride you, then I'll let whoever you want ride me!"
"..."
……
Qingqu and Ye Jinbai snuggled up to each other, no longer having any worries, feeling contented and relaxed.
Their points were not combined. The former was in the mirage of the latter, leaving Chu Yi alone to guard the tower.
Ye Jinbai smiled maliciously at Cangjie and the others, saying, "As long as someone is willing to kowtow and beg for mercy, and admit that you monsters are lowly, inferior monsters, and that your actions are ridiculous, you can be saved."
Qingqu glanced at him coldly, as if he felt that it had dirty his eyes, and looked away.
He had no interest in paying attention to the clown, but was just proud in his heart.
Master, Qing Huang has never participated in the demon activities. The honor of being the first was won by me after all.
The next Demon King will definitely be me.
He will form a partnership with Ye Jinbai and let all the monsters know that they are always the best.
……
While everyone was thinking about their own things, midnight was approaching and the storm surge came as expected.
In the distance, a pitch-black tornado connecting the sky and the earth came from the depths of the ocean tide. In the blink of an eye, it advanced more than ten feet at an extremely fast speed. The sea surface was like a boiling soup pot, turbulent, and the spiritual power was also rioting.
Wind and rain are natural riots that cannot be resisted by human power and must be avoided.
They watched in horror, knowing clearly that anyone who encountered this scene would die.
Only the mirage, floating steadily and dazzlingly in the air, is the only refuge.
Cangjie and the others were too lazy to look up at the sky. They watched the approaching waterspout, huddled together, fear flashed in their eyes, their bodies trembling with fear, but no one shouted.
Cangjie moved his Adam's apple and said with difficulty: "Really, you don't want to live?"
"I can……"
"Cang Ze." Yin Jiao suddenly spoke.
Cangjie paused, pursed his lips and looked sideways.
Yinjiao was like a motionless green pine, and so were the others.
There was a gleam in their eyes. Yin Jiao patted his shoulder, and the corners of her lips moved to say, "No need to say more."
The others also nodded and smiled at him slowly.
Like a tenacious sunflower on the sea, a seagull in the storm.
Everyone has his own way.
Practice.
Cangjie suddenly felt relieved and at peace. Like everyone else, he sat cross-legged like an old monk, facing the rapidly approaching natural disaster.
He closed his eyes to hide some regret.
If he had known that the last time they saw each other would be the last time, he would have embraced his light and hugged her as a farewell.
This scene, viewed from above, looks like a flock of geese flying south, forming a V-shape, extremely small, and attempting to use their weak and trembling bodies to fight against the storm surge that could crush everything.
It is no longer possible to tell whether the confrontation is caused by the storm, the desire to survive, or the superior demon on top.
Although he is of lowly status, he is like a Buddha or a saint, and enters into meditation and concentration.
It moved everyone, and even made Ye Jinbai and others, who were smiling confidently, change color.
But you will die eventually.
The turbulent wind and rain have dyed their wild hair.
Just as everyone held their breath and witnessed the destruction in the harbor of Mirage, Chu Yi let out a long sigh, raised his hand, and then suddenly stopped, staring at a certain place on the shore -
There was a storm and the sound of flutes and pipes. She came riding a horse in fluttering green clothes.
It’s Zhu Jiu.