Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

The daughter of the emperor is getting married, and I send her off far to the south.

I can’t wait to see what’s ahead, and it really makes me tired…

This is a long chant of farewell.

She continued to hum, wiping the tears from the mask with her sleeve and holding it on the headless body of the Xihe girl.

hum!

The mask emitted a blindingly bright light, and the remaining elixir liquid rolled and created waves.

……

The phone flipped out from under his feet and passed across Fang Bailu's waist; then it was inserted under his shoulder blade and pressed against his white bones. The outer consciousness directed the muscles to clamp the phone like a pair of pliers.

call!

Although the shoulder blades made a teeth-grinding friction sound, they still withstood the impact of the flying phone.

The flying sword carried him in a downward straight line - this time the speed was enough for him to pass over Kuang Wu's palm and reach the mask:

Snapped!

The phone suddenly stopped, breaking the shoulder blade and leaving a wide wound in the flesh, but it stopped the momentum.

hiss!

The sound of wind came from beside him, and the air flow like a knife swept across his face. Anbenola's elbow had already been bent, but he still grabbed Fang Bailu like lightning.

clack clack-

It was like a firecracker exploding, but a little lighter. Driven by the external consciousness, the muscles of Fang Bailu's left arm crushed the humerus, radius, and ulna, allowing it to wrap around the grabbed arm like a snake.

In just a moment, the arm whose bones had been shattered into powder began to swell and turn red.

This obviously could not stop the force that could split gold and stone, but Anbennola stopped.

He saw clearly Anbennola's clenched teeth and the tears running down her cheeks - her emerald eyes were already red, even to the eye sockets.

A pleading whisper reached my ears:

"Why bother..."

Fang Bailu didn't know what she was referring to. The emotions in her eyes were too complicated to distinguish.

But he still gently placed his intact right hand on his face with his jade-like five fingers and pressed it:

"rest assured."

He tapped the electrode on his temple and connected the neural line of the tablet in his arms to the flashing and vibrating mask:

"Let's talk."

The world went dark.

……

The dancing and shining lights shone on Fang Bailu's palms, tattered coat, and inner shirt; a soft and light scent of perfume came to his nose.

This is a not very spacious one-bedroom apartment: the living room and bedroom are connected, with only an independent bathroom located in a corner of the room and the outer wall is made of blurry frosted glass.

Most of it is the same as the last time I came.

However, this time there was no incandescent light bulb - instead, there was a "starlight projector" that he had bought when he was a child. Pieces of five-pointed stars, circles, and rectangles of light were projected onto the walls and furniture, with a cool and gorgeous feel.

Shou Niang stood up from the lazy sofa and walked in front of Fang Bailu.

She was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, with the bottoms carefully tucked into her waistband.

Shou Niang took Fang Bailu's hand and shook it:

"It has already begun. Come to say goodbye?"

Chapter 179: Starry Night (Part )

Fang Bailu looked at the four walls of the small room.

Although Shou Niang specially changed to a dim light, he still found:

In those places that were not illuminated by the projector's sparks, the white walls covered with wallpaper were overflowing with powdery garbled characters.

The hand in his palm was so light that he even felt that the slight weight was an illusion.

"How long is left?"

he asked softly.

"It should have been more than ten hours. Now? Um... let's not talk about such sad things."

She raised her eyebrows:

"When did you realize that I wouldn't be around much longer?"

"I thought of it the last time I went back. I just didn't realize you would be so crazy."

Shou Niang pulled back her hand and punched Fang Bailu in the chest. But Fang Bailu hardly felt the impact:

"Hey! I also know what you want to do by digging out the 'Heart Sword' and making all this mess - if reality is closer to my copy, it will indeed help me exist longer."

"But it's only a few days' difference, why bother...I won in the end. The disciple is better than the master, huh?"

The room was disappearing. From the bottom up, it looked like snowflakes rolling back.

Fang Bailu lowered his eyes—Shou Niang’s feet and her fluffy slippers had become blurry at the edges:

"I didn't come to you to tell you this."

"So...are you going to accompany me during the last moments?"

Fang Bailu avoided those burning eyes and turned back:

"I remember - you wanted to go to outer space."

He took out a disk from his arms: like the dual cultivation simulators in other stores, the cover was a scrolling screen.

The golden full moon rotated in the sky, forming a vortex, surrounded by stars of varying sizes; the half-cut cypress tree was like a running firework, facing each other in the distance.

It is Van Gogh's "Starry Night", of which there are no copies in this era; it comes from Fang Bailu's long-gone yellowed memory.

This cover and the dual cultivation simulator have already existed in the external consciousness.

The blurry image was out of focus, extending all the way up Shou Niang's legs. Fang Bailu didn't look at them:

"I made this plate. Come, let's go together."

Shou Niang looked at the stars and moon spinning on the disk, raised her face, and tears slid down the corners of her mouth, shattering into numbers and spots:

"I'm leaving soon."

"There's enough time."

The lower half of her body turned into dust, and Shou Niang fell to the ground. Fang Bailu bent down and held her in front of him.

She smiled, bright and brilliant:

“Does this plate have a name?”

"not yet."

"Well, there will be."

Cracks spread up her neck. Shou Niang grasped the other side of the disk before disappearing.

……

At one end of the universe, Fang Bailu stretched out an arm consisting of three galaxy clusters: a large amount of hydrogen and dark matter were the joints, ligaments and cartilages that connected the independent galaxies that acted as muscles.

At the fingertips are two stars in their prime, with fifteen planets revolving around them, forming a very ordinary celestial system.

He continued to stretch out his hand and touch the other end: she was 13.5 billion light years away.

There were only the two of them in the universe. Everything else was their bodies.

If there were other observers nearby, they might spend 990,000 lifetimes without being able to see the middle of this touch.

Computer-generated civilizations fell in the waves of history and looked back at the sea of ​​stars. Intelligent creatures were born due to mysterious opportunities and marveled at the magnificence and subtlety of celestial bodies at midnight or in the polar day.

But no one knows that this universe was created for the untouchable people, and will be destroyed by the meeting.

Time is a puzzle of the senses: trapping yourself in a moment can also be eternity.

How long has passed?

His chest was trembling. There, countless stars exploded into supernovas at the end of their evolution, interacting and emitting electromagnetic radiation across the galaxy they were in, becoming the man's beating heart.

Jumping for the woman on the other side of the universe.

Her eyes were burning reflection nebulae, containing all the colors that the optic nerve could discern, or could not discern. The cosmic web was interconnected, a magnificent and gorgeous undulating curve, but no one could see even one ten-thousandth of the whole picture with the naked eye.

They looked at each other and ran towards each other.

Countless species died out in this encounter, leaving behind weathered remains and tombstones. After countless years, newcomers may land on those long-dead planets and find that they are not alone in the cold space, and sigh for it.

But so what?

The life and death of billions of planets are just the backdrop for this meeting.

Giant molecular clouds combined to form main sequence stars, became red giants, and then cooled to become white dwarfs.

In this way, similar cycles pass again and again.

Finally, his fingertips touched her face.

The cheeks were red and hot, that was the collision between the solid planet and the gas planet. The kinetic energy stimulated nuclear fusion, bringing the surface temperature to thousands of K.

If they could speak, the stars would rearrange themselves into words that could be understood.

But no words can express the surge in my heart at this moment.

No need.

So they stretched out their arms, billions of light years long, and embraced each other.

Multiple black holes were born, entangled, and gravitational waves spread to every corner of the universe. All living things raised their heads in this long moment, looking up at the sky, which was either bright or dark.

The tightly intertwined skin emitted a joyful helium flash that swept across the sky.

On the earth, in the ocean, and in the interstellar spacecraft fleeing away from their homes, those virtual lives died in the aftermath of the embrace, and even the planets collapsed.

The two of them didn't care.

They are naked, but still fully armed: this is the closest distance that can be achieved between two completely different personalities, bodies, and minds. Even if there is an indelible gap - but between heaven and earth, how can two souls truly blend in harmony?

No one can ask for more, this is where fate ends.

They just hugged each other, experiencing the ultimate sorrow and joy.

It has been so long that even they themselves feel that the reason why humans appeared and developed emotions is just to allow them to meet, get to know each other, and say goodbye properly.

So long ago that all carbon- or silicon-based life forms have become extinct, this embrace has disappeared in all lasting carriers and is no longer remembered by others.

It lasted so long that the universe finally said goodbye to endless expansion and began to collapse.

And they gradually became smaller, and their embrace became tighter. Planets collided, and the flames of explosions shone in the shrinking and insignificant world, and there was no sound in the vacuum.

Creatures capable of thinking have long disappeared, even the speed of light has slowed down, but they still exist; until the concept of "existence" has been erased from all the languages ​​and words that carry it, they still exist and embrace each other.

Only the self is what they are willing to keep. Without this meaningless thing, the entanglement and disappearance of this cause and effect would also be meaningless.

Now, they were alone. And that was as good as it could be.

The end of the world is approaching, and they have spent a time that humans cannot imagine.

The two of them absorbed all the information about the birth of the universe from beginning to end, and the birth and death of all things.

But put all that behind.

After countless reincarnations, the tears shed by humans due to sorrow, joy, separation and separation are enough to cover the surfaces of thousands of planets, and they are still together.

If only it could last longer. However, even time became nothing in the collapse of space.

The singularity exploded and they closed their eyes.

The smoke flies away and the stars disperse, and silence returns.