"Get out of here, intruder." He finally spoke in human words, his voice soft, like a spring breeze blowing over the water. It sounded very comfortable, but it also had a hint of coldness, and it had a strong meaning of expulsion.
At this time, she finally seemed to have transformed back into the gentle and intellectual Demon God of Dust, instead of the evil spirit just now. However, with her remaining soul, she only remembered that Tianheng Mountain was a place that needed to be protected. As for why, she had forgotten it. It seemed to be related to someone else.
A promise from a friend.
Huh? Can he talk? Is it because he sucked his own blood? Yun Mo looked like he had calmed down and tilted his head, a little confused.
Shen He was also a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at Gui Final with vigilance, ready to guard against her counterattack at any time.
After all, she saw that Yun Mo and others had no intention of leaving. The strength in her body rose again. She pushed up with both hands. The rocks beside her instantly turned into dust and smoke, and spread out to all directions. For a moment, the dust and mist filled the air.
The entire mountain range is hard to see clearly.
This is one of the powers of the Demon God of Dust after all. It can crush rocks and turn them into dust and smoke, covering an area so that no one can see them.
It would be nice if I could let them leave like this, but I don't have as strong a force as my friends. After all, there was a dim light in those chaotic eyes.
Looking at the familiar dust and smoke, Yun Mo didn't exert any force. He just looked up at the sky and whispered: "It's raining."
Before he finished speaking, a crystal clear raindrop rolled down from the clouds and hit Yun Mo's face. It was cold and comfortable, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The raindrops fell one after another. Gradually, there were more and more raindrops, big and small, falling on the jade plate. Soon it started to rain heavily.
Large swaths of rain curtains fell, and the dust and smoke that blocked the sky were gradually washed away by the rain, revealing the figures of Yun Mo and Shen He inside. Their faces were stained with rain and were a little blurry.
Disappearing along with the dust and smoke was the strength to stand in the end. She fell to the ground, her long skirt and wide sleeves stained with mud, and crystal drops of water hung on her face.
Finally, her body trembled slightly. She stretched out her hand to catch a raindrop falling from the sky. The raindrop slipped down between her fingers and fell to the ground, causing a splash of water.
At the same time, Gui Shi's body began to gradually become transparent, like a porcelain doll that was about to be broken at any time.
"Do you still want to punish evil? Although it seems that it is no longer necessary." Shen He said, her tone was still cold and emotionless, but there was a strange color in her eyes.
Yun Mo shook his head and said softly: "It was not her intention to turn into an evil spirit, so forget it."
Shen He nodded without any objection.
Yun Mo walked slowly towards the death that was about to dissipate. His fingers exuded the light of life. Although both Ying and Zhongli told him not to use this power, he still used it.
Yun Mo gently tapped Gui Zhong's forehead, and the mark of time on her body was erased. Gentle power was transmitted, and the twisted consciousness slowly recovered, and Gui Zhi's eyes gradually returned to black and white.
The eyes and the illusory figure also stopped dissipating, returned to reality, and returned to their original positions.
"Go and see the person you want to see." Yun Mo retracted his finger and said softly: "Then go back to the place where you should go and fall asleep. Don't run around casually this time."
Finally, after listening to Yun Mo's words, she nodded with a smile. Her lips wriggled a few times, and then turned into a ball of rock-yellow mist that floated down the mountain and disappeared into the rain.
"What did she say?" Shen He looked at Yun Mo curiously and asked.
"She said...thank you." Yun Mo sighed heavily, and then sat on the ground, closing his eyes to rest. He seemed a little tired and tired.
In the pavilion at the foot of Tianheng Mountain, the handsome man looking at the scenery seemed to have had enough. He stood up and walked into the stopped rainstorm, heading towards Liyue Port. His figure was silhouetted against the violent storm.
It seemed so lonely and lonely.
The strange thing is that the man obviously came alone, but there were two teacups placed on the stone table of the pavilion.
There is also a glazed lily in the man's hair, which was not there when he arrived. Under the baptism of the heavy rain, the petals are flying, the stamens are slightly upturned, exuding a faint fragrance, which makes people relaxed and happy, as elegant and refined as its owner.
"Finally, finally leaving, life is exhausted in the wilderness, ghostly for thousands of years, never to be restored, coming back; it's sad, sad..."
The disembodied voice sounded in the rain curtain, drifting and lingering for a long time.