Nightfall Chapter 54: The darkness of the northern sky
Sangsang cried out, tears sliding across the black face, and falling on Ning Que’s body. The black cloth suddenly stiffened, falling on the ground and turning into ice beads, each of which was so crystal clear and round. The size is exactly the same.
A very fine sound rang out in her body, like bones being crushed into countless pieces, like flesh and blood being decomposed, and more like hard ice being constantly compressed.
The cold breath in her body was finally released completely.
A dark ball centered on her body and spread in all directions. Ning Que, who was holding her, was instantly knocked away tens of meters away. Wherever the breath came, the field was frozen. The grass is covered with frost, and there is no rest!
Ning Que fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood with a puff, the blood froze instantly, and it was not until the third puff of blood that it began to heat up.
He was shaken by the cold air, but the **** umbrella stayed in place, right under Sangsang’s feet.
Sangsang squatted down, picked up the **** umbrella, and opened it.
The cold breath is still continuously released from her body to the wasteland. After the invisible and intangible breath meets the real nature, it turns into a cold black cyclone, rolling up the gravel on the ground, and surrounding Her body kept whizzing and dancing, looking like a black smoke.
Since falling in the small courtyard of Chaoyang City of the Moon Wheel Kingdom, the black crows have always followed Sangsang, circling and flying in the sky above her head. At this time, when Sangsang changed, more than ten black crows seemed to perceive What, quacked and flew, flapping his black wings and flying high in the sky, seeming to want to stay as far away from her as possible, until finally all flew into the dim clouds.
The cloud has been following Sangsang for a longer time. It has not left since the Western Wasteland. The more it gathers, the thicker it becomes. The light is difficult to penetrate and refraction, and gradually turns into a dark cloud, but the cloud itself should be white. .
After a dozen black crows flew into the clouds, they turned into small black dots, like someone dripping a few thick ink in a pen washing urn. The color of the clouds gradually became darker and darker.
On the wasteland ground, black smoke and dust still whizzed around Sangsang’s body, and the cold breath followed the **** umbrella in her hand toward the high sky.
If the scepter in the hands of the head teacher of the Xiling Temple is a wick, which turns the light and heat released by the magic arts into a real burning flame, brightening the southern sky, then the **** umbrella in the hands of Sangsang. It’s like a brush. Dip full of the cold air in her body, darkening the northern clouds.
More than ten black crows are just ink dots dripping before pen writing. The real blackness comes from Sangsang himself.
The dark clouds rolled violently. Then he stood still suddenly, calmly accepting the cold breath coming from the **** umbrella from the ground, becoming darker and darker at a speed visible to the naked eye. It looked more and more like a piece of paper filled with ink, until it finally became solid ink, with nothing but black.
What is black? Black means no light. At this time, the northern sky of the wasteland was a piece of black without light. Except for the absence of stars, it looked like night.
Night will not appear during the day, and there will be stars in the night sky. Then the night that appears during the day and has no stars is naturally not an ordinary night, or it will have another name.
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“What is going on?”
“Why is it dark over there?”
“Is this Yongye?”
People on the ground in the wasteland. Looking at the sky divided by light and darkness, they did not exclaim, did not scream, and muttered to themselves. They were shocked so much that they had forgotten the shock and fear, and their expressions seemed Numb and confused. As if losing my soul.
The Xiling Temple coalition forces stood under the bright southern sky, watching the dark night in the north.
I don’t know how long it took before people finally woke up, started exclaiming and screaming. He began to cry in pain, and someone tried to escape. But all the horses collapsed to the ground in horror, a mess.
Huangren stood under the black night sky in the north, looking at the light in the south, everyone knelt down again, clasped their fists to their chests, closed their eyes, praying calmly and sincerely, waiting for Mingjun to come.
Ning Que got up with difficulty and walked towards Sangsang in front of him again.
Before he decided to leave the deserted tribe and head south, he knew what might happen to Sangsang, and it might even be something more terrifying than death, because she would wake up and be seen by Pluto.
He doesn’t care about the invasion of the underworld, the eternal night is coming, he only cares how Sangsang is now.
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Sangsang is fine now.
The rays of light from the bright southern sky can no longer fall on her. Those strands of hot light that shine several feet in front of her will be strangled by the dark and cold air. And the cold breath in her body could no longer cause her any pain.
Sangsang is very bad now.
She looked at the south, although it was very far away, but now she could see the pictures of the coalition forces in the Xiling Temple clearly, and could even see all the details, including the expressions on everyone’s faces.
She saw that the faces of those people were full of horror, full of anxiety, full of cowardice, full of hatred, full of sadness, full of all negative emotions, but she didn’t see the like.
No one likes her anymore in the world today.
Sangsang looked down at the toe of the shoe protruding from the skirt, looked at the two blooming ice and snow lotus flowers under his feet, and whispered: “Before the teacher died, I have been looking at the north. I now understand that he was What I saw is me now. It turned out that he had already determined that I was the shadow of the night.”
Ning Que walked behind her, reached out and took her hand.
Sangsang’s feet stepped on the lotus flower condensed from ice and snow, as if touching the ground, her body seemed to have no weight at this moment, just a transparent and innocent existence.
Ning Que asked: “How do you feel now?”
Sangsang whispered: “It feels… as if it is powerful.”
Ning Que said, “Do you like it?”
Sangsang shook his head and said, “I don’t like it.”
Ning Que said: “Forbearance.”
Sangsang said: “Can’t help it.”
Ning Que asked: “Why don’t you like it?”
Sangsang raised his head, looked at the south, and said, “Because no one likes me anymore.”
Ning Que said: “I’m a little prosperous, at least I have to be sober.”
Sangsang asked: “How do you call sobriety?”
Ning Que said: “You look so ugly and you have a bad temper. Except for me, no one in this world likes you. Now even if no one likes you, as long as I still like you, it won’t be the same as before. Any difference.”
Sangsang thought for a while and said: “It seems to be the truth.”
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(Half day is bright and half day is dark. Many people have written about it. What I remember the most is the section in Yan Man’s profanity. I saw it very shocking. Of course, the section in the night will be affected, including the big prophecy. The relationship with Buddhism’s words is just that the passage of the night is completely different in terms of source explanation and meaning. It can even be said, um, can’t be spoiled, I can only say that I am writing a sitcom Isn’t that good… This chapter has only two thousand words, so I’m too sleepy. I write a single chapter to canvass and go to sleep. See you tomorrow, or see you in a single chapter later.) {Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for the book Your support is our greatest motivation}