"The Styx ferry, reward good and punish evil!"

When Fang Baiyu heard these eight words, he was confused first, and then shocked.

His horror was not because he understood the meaning of these eight words, but at that moment, illusions arose.

In front of Fang Baiyu's eyes, the whole world changed. The River Styx was rolling and rushing past. A bottomless boat drifted with the flow. There was a ferryman from the River Styx on the bottomless boat. He raised the oar and pointed it like him...

In an instant, Fang Baiyu's mind was filled with countless legends about the ferrymen in the Styx River, and his face was no longer visible, and he realized the meaning of the eight words.

In fact, outside of Fang Baiyu's illusion, whether it was Chu Liuxian or Fang Datong who was immersed in grief, he could see clearly that the boy Styx just raised the oar and pointed at Fang Baiyu from afar.

Without the surging River Styx, without the lonely boats on the moonlit night, the current Styx boy is not a real Styx ferryman, and its road is still very long.

However, this is enough.

Under the Boy of the Styx, a dark light burst out from Fang Baiyu's body.

Reward good and punish evil, this black light represents evil!

The current Kita Styx boy does not control the bottomless ship and lets "evil" fall into the Styx, but it has Chu Liuxian around it.

"brush!"

A Yuan magnetic escape light, Chu Liuxian turned into a golden rainbow. With an extremely extreme speed that could not control the afterimage with the naked eye, it crossed the distance between the two sides and interspered with Fang Baiyu.

"Cough cough~~Cough cough cough~~"

The injuries on Chu Liuxian's body obviously could not support him in using such a heavenly escape technique. It was only a moment of effort. Chu Liuxian, who had reappeared in his body, coughed violently, as if he was burning with red iron inside.

It is obvious that he paid the price to seize fleeting opportunities.

The opportunity was indeed fleeting. The light of rewarding good and punishing evil that the boy Styx put on Fang Baiyu was rapidly dimming, and Fang Baiyu, who was originally as stupid as a wooden chicken, was also coming to his senses.

But it's too late.

Already, it's too late!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Fang Baiyu was screaming heart-wrenchingly. He kept tearing his hands on his body and scratching, as if something was about to break out of his body.

It was indeed something was breaking out, and in an instant, Fang Baiyu's body was covered with a layer of green.

That's the green of the weeds!

Fresh weeds are constantly growing out of his body and thriving, as if everything is revived after the spring rain.

In fact, the scene that happened to Fang Baiyu was ten times more terrifying than that.

Because, he was rewarded by the Kita Kinabalu for good and punished evil.

I only understood before that Chu Liuxian only understood the power of rewarding good and punishing evil at this moment.

As long as the evil spirit light falls on the body by the reward of the Kita Styx, the strange light of good and evil appears, the good will be almost unharmed before the spirit light disappears; even if the evil one falls on the skin, it will cause skin-cut pain and double the damage.

This is the reason why the weeds on white feathers grow densely and grow as strong as trees in a row.

Fang Baiyu has no chance to deeply understand this truth.

When he was covered by a greenery and could not see his true face, his screams gradually faded and finally became inaudible.

Fang Baiyu, die!

Chu Liuxian used the heavenly escape technique, used the boy Styx to reward the good and punish the evil, and a mere inconspicuous little spell: he took root in the ground, allowing Fang Baiyu to die under the same technique as Fang Rushi.

It’s not that he has no other means, but Chu Liuxian thinks that only this way of death is the most suitable for Fang Baiyu.

"Thank you, thank you."

Fang Datong stood up with the gradually cold body of Fang Rushi, looking at Chu Liuxian's eyes and said gratefully: "Neizi kept saying that she wanted to go to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, spend her life with me, and bury her bones with the green mountains."

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to fulfill her wish."

What Fang Datong thanked not for Chu Liuxian who saved his life, but for avoiding being separated from Fang Rushi after his death, and for giving him the opportunity to fulfill Fang Rushi's wishes.

He held Fang Rushi's body, and no longer looked at Fang Baiyu, who was curved like shrimps and covered with bushes, was covered with weeds on his body. He just paused for a moment when he passed by Chu Liuxian.

"I remember, you just claimed to be Chu Liuxian?"

Chu Liuxian nodded.

"Liuxian, the son of the Shenxiao Chu family?"

Nodding again.

"good!"

A smile appeared on Fang Datong's face, as if a burden of tens of millions of pounds was lifted from his heart at once, "In this case, I won't worry that you will insult the sand between your fingers."

Judging from his meaning, it was obvious that he wanted to give the sword between him to Chu Liuxian to repay his kindness.

To be honest, Chu Liuxian was quite interested in the swordstone, especially the strange reaction of the crane after taking a swordstone, which made him even more curious.

It's just that he took action, but it's not for this.

Chu Liuxian was about to explain to Fang Datong that the reason why he took action to remove Fang Baiyu was not to covet the Jingjiansha. Before he could speak, Fang Datong continued: "When I go, I will take Rushi to find a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and accompany her forever. Jingjiansha is useless to me. I was worried that you would insult it and insult my father-in-law's lifelong hard work."

"Since you are the young master Liuxian, what else am I worried about?"

Fang Datong smiled with relief, raised his hand, and the blue light ball was as beautiful as a dream, flying towards Chu Liuxian's eyebrows.

Chu Liu's immortal hand raised slightly, but did not stop it.

From Fang Datong's words, he heard the determination and the relaxed pleasure.

Obviously, with Fang Rushi's death, Fang Datong will no longer exist in this world after a long time.

Since Chu Liuxian did not stop him, the blue light ball naturally flew into his eyebrows smoothly.

"Boom~~"

He was shocked, and the information contained in the blue light made him stunned on the spot.

After a long time, Chu Liuxian let out a breath of turbid air and said slowly: "So that's it, sand between his fingers!"

The so-called sand between fingers is not a treasure he had thought of before, but a method.

A unique chapter of Mo Jian left behind by the underworld and improved by Fang Datong's father-in-law, using the method of the Styx River Sands.

The sand method between the fingers stimulates the unique power in the sand of the Styx. You can retreat and defend the Styx. You can fly over the Styx. You can attack and erase all the marks of cultivation, love, hate, and love...

The crane before was wiped out by the sand between the fingers, its cultivation level was wiped out, its talent was wiped out, and even its wisdom and spirituality were completely wiped out, becoming a poultry existence.

This is the horror of the sand in the fingertips.

Its only weakness may be that it requires a lot of Styx sand.

The underworld has long been broken, where does the sand of the Styx come from in the world?

Chu Liuxian temporarily abandoned this worry and stared at Fang Datong holding Fang Rushi's body, step by step towards the edge of the market.

Then, he stood straight, sometimes lowering his head as if whispering something to Fang Rushi.

He would stand until the formation was lifted, and then look for the beautiful place of mountains and rivers, and stay with Fang Rushi forever.

Looking at Fang Datong's back, Chu Liuxian realized the true meaning of Sha between his fingers in a trance:

"In this world, the quiet, strong, precious, ordinary... will eventually pass away quietly, and be indeterminate, just like the sand between your fingers. No matter how tight you hold or how heavy you look at it, you will eventually scatter cleanly."

"The sand between the fingers is not only a cherishment and grasp of the disappearance of the eyes; it is also a helplessness and melancholy about the invariable result." (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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