Chapter 1716: : Feng against the world [7]

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Chapter 1716: Feng against the world [7]
Do not dare to ask, can only watch her and leave with her.
Secretary
Once again stepping into this land, there is still a feeling of sorrow.
During the day, the secluded weather is clear, cloudless, and at first glance, the bare mountain in the north stands under the clear sky, like a faithful guardian.
The heart of Huangbeiyue, suddenly squatting up, subconsciously not going to see the mountain, just follow the shackles and walk into the palace.
The night king likes to live on the tower, looking at the stars every night, and I don't know what to think about.
He lay in a soft chair in the room, covered with a thin quilt, closed his eyes and raised his spirits.
"Father, the month's sister came." He walked over to him, bent down and said softly.
The night king slowly opened his eyes and saw the north of the moon. He struggled to sit up and waved his hand to let the scorpion and everyone retreat, leaving only the two of them.
"You are finally willing to come." The night king sighed and said that she had sent her several times before, but she never came.
"Do you have anything to say?" Huang Beiyue was facing him, looking out the window of the tower, it was very high, and the entire division was in a clear view.
The mountains in the north are clearer, like a sleeping beast, silently looking at her.
"About Spiritualism." The night king looked up and saw that when she heard the three words, the back trembled. "Using Spiritualism to bring the soul back, staying in this world requires a great price."
Huang Beiyue licked his pale lips and trembled faintly. He didn't want to ask questions that made him afraid.
However, the Night King did not wait for her to ask, and said, "Do you know what the price of the price is paid when you change the lotus back?"
Not waiting for her to ask, the night king asked himself: "It is the life of his life, and then, with his own life, you can reincarnate."
It is impossible to have a reincarnation in the soul that is recalled once by Spiritualism.
The words of the night king are equal to the death of the ink that was directly pronounced. Has she been waiting in vain for so many years?
She doesn't want to believe, ten years... she lied herself for ten years...
Looking at her trembling back, the night king said: "Phoenix North Moon, all this is fate destined, is the master of God."
"I don't believe in fate!" Huang Beiyue turned excitedly and turned into tears. "I don't believe that there is God in this world! What is God? Why does she dominate everything?"
The night king quietly watched her vent for a while before she said: "The vastness of the mainland of Calta is only a corner of the mainland. You and me are just a drop in the ocean. Going up to the nine heavens and the next nine layers of the devil."
"The saying of myth, can you believe it?"
The night king sighed and slowly stood up, thin and dry, and slowly walked to the altar in the high tower, with a life plate on it.
He sealed his hands and began to recite long spells.
Huang Beiyue stood behind him, feeling the turbulence around the space, the mighty energy, pressed from the top of the head, forced her to look up.
The dome of the tower is very tall. It was originally black and lacquered. Suddenly, it was like being pulled away by an invisible hand. The clouds of smoke scattered and did not dare to leap. The clouds of layers after another were opened. Finally, the glare of golden light penetrates.
Huang Beiyue squinted his eyes subconsciously, but in the corner of his eye, he still saw a figure in Jinguang.
The throne of colorful glaze, the solemn and luxurious robes.