A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed through Nikita's eyes. She could clearly see the shocked look on the wizard's face just now, and could easily deduce why he was shocked.
It's that little witch!
She is his only hope now!
"She is going to die!" The banshee sat up straight and looked at Zheng Qing nervously: "You have to find a way to take her out and take her back to school so that she can survive! If you stay here, she will die soon!"
Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze from ‘Wumian’.
"Who? Who's going to die?" he asked subconsciously.
But he knew the answer to this question deep in his heart.
"That little witch." Nikita stared closely at any slight change in expression on the wizard's face, counting quickly with her fingers under the sleeves of her robe: "Round face, seven or eight years old, wearing a shabby black robe, holding a hand
Holding a small mirror...Zhu Zhu is the one I sent to find her!"
"She stayed in the dreamland for too long, and her vitality was exhausted by the boundless illusions. If she hadn't been supported by an obsession, she would have dissipated long ago."
"If you take her back now, you can still save her... The school will definitely save her!"
Banshee speaks very quickly, but her expressions are very clear.
Zheng Qing held his forehead and felt a little dizzy.
He tried hard to contain the uncontrollable impulse in his heart - it was very difficult, just like a seven or eight-year-old child jumping on a galloping horse and trying to hold its reins - Zheng Qing knew clearly that if the horse was allowed to gallop wildly,
If you go down, you will soon return to the 'empty land'.
When the wizard began to try to stop self-destruction, Nikita clearly felt that a tiny light shone in the boundless darkness that was suppressed in his heart.
At the last moment when she fell into the abyss, she struggled again and held on to the fleeting hope.
"Where...is she?" Zheng Qing pinched his eyebrows and gritted his teeth, trying hard to stay awake on the altar, and turned to look at the little banshee sitting on the purple spider's back.
The little banshee bit her finger, looked at the wizard's red eyes, and seemed a little curious: "Have you been transformed too? But I feel that you still smell a bit weird, like a wizard..."
"Answer him!" Nikita growled in a low voice and glared at the little banshee fiercely.
Zhu Zhu was obviously taken aback.
"I didn't catch her!" She only stayed for a second, then came back to her senses and replied quickly: "Just a little bit. A group of passing monsters were chasing her and seemed to want to drag her back to the crypt.
Here... I only have Xiao Zi, and I can't defeat them, so I came back first..."
The little purple in her mouth should be the petite big purple spider under her body.
As for demons and ghosts, Zheng Qing also knows a little bit about them. They are magical creatures that are as big as a pony and have a filthy nature. They live in the caves of fantasy dreams. They will get sick and die when exposed to the sun. They have the habit of cannibalism.
Catching other creatures for food - Because they have a human-like appearance, humanoid creatures are their favorite targets.
Evil, dirty, and depraved.
Zheng Qing's heart gradually sank, and the uncontrollable impulse in his mind became stronger and stronger.
Nikita looked at his uncertain eyes and felt that the light in the darkness was quickly disappearing.
"We can help you rescue her," she said in a sincere and urgent tone: "I have charmed rats... those Zugo, their tracking ability is very powerful; I also want the Gug Giant, the Shattuck Birds,
The group of ghouls... they can easily tear apart any demon! Just give me some time."
Zheng Qing pressed his eyebrows and feet, took small sips, and breathed in gently.
It's like walking on a tightrope with a bowl full to the rim of piping hot porridge, and he's still sick.
"I also want to give you some time," his voice was a little weak: "But it's not something I can decide... I am just a short dam, about to meet the torrent of thousands of feet. I can't stop it even if I try my best."
"If you can't block it, you can divert it!" Nikita shouted in despair: "There is so much water, why do we have to block it all? Let it out a little, and you can buy more time!"
Zheng Qing slowly closed his eyes.
Block or dredge, he now has two choices.
Just like killing Nikita and rescuing Jus, he can only choose one.
When a train is running on the railway track, there is a fork in the road in front of it. There is a person lying on the left and a hundred people lying on the right. If Zheng Qing was asked to choose, maybe he would not know how to choose.
But when the train faces a fork in the road, if you go left you can save a good person, if you go right you can kill a bad person, then Zheng Qing will definitely choose to save the good person.
After all, when a good man dies, he really dies.
…
In the sea of consciousness, the usually calm sea surface is now causing huge waves under the strong wind.
A light blue cyclone floated in mid-air.
The cyclone was very small at first, only about the size of a fist, but like a heart, it slowly contracted and pumped. Between each expansion and contraction, several small strands of breeze spewed out from all around and fell on the cyclone.
above it, and then the cyclone suddenly grew larger.
Yellow, pinwheel-like symbols were imprinted on the cyclone, rising and falling uncertainly. If Zheng Qing could see those symbols, he would definitely recognize them as the symbols of the King in Yellow.
Repeatedly.
Just a few moments later, the cyclone had become extremely huge, almost filling the entire sea of consciousness - the sea surface was flattened by the air mass, and the wind and waves were flattened, and was forced to bend downward; the sky was stretched out by the air mass, creating network-like cracks, and slow sounds echoed all around.
And a heavy cracking sound.
When this air mass breaks through the sea of consciousness, it is the moment when the forbidden curse breaks out.
Originally, Zheng Qing allowed all this to develop naturally.
But he has changed his mind now.
He entered the dreamland to take Zhu Si home, not to watch her die here.
The urgent desire in my heart and the strong thoughts of being the owner of the sea of consciousness caused the contraction and pumping speed of the air mass to slowly slow down. But this was not enough.
A light blue tube made of runes fell from the sea of consciousness, stretched into the air mass, and desperately extracted the energy from the blue cyclone.
The light cyan energy was drained away by the tube like running water.
Compression all the way, convergence all the way.
Finally, he was poured into a rune bomb that glowed red.
…
Enchanted forest.
In front of Nikita and Zhu Zhu.
A double-barreled shotgun slowly appeared in the hands of the young public-funded student.
Even through the dark blue magazine, the banshees can still 'see' an extremely dazzling red color rolling and brewing, mixed with many fine yellow runes.
Nikita looked at the rune gun and burst into tears.
Although this rune gun became more dangerous than the one in Maomao Tavern, the boundless darkness that had been shrouding her heart was slowly receding.
The light of survival is getting brighter and brighter.