Su Zhen walked around in a circle around the stone lion on the right, but no matter how much she fiddled with it, nothing happened.
"It shouldn't be!"
She tried to input spiritual power and demonic energy again, but still no response.
"Huh? That's strange! The place you are looking for is right! But how come nothing matches?"
"Sister? Could someone have discovered us? Then changed all the mechanisms?"
Su Zhen leaned against the stone lion, "When Li Sheng and I were immersed in empathy, his memory was yesterday. But I remember that he was..."
Su Zhen closed her eyes, discarding all the light and sound in her ears, raised her slender fingers, and stroked the platform under the stone statue inch by inch. Suddenly, her hand stopped somewhere and moved upward again.
A burst of black air suddenly spurted out from its mouth and hit her eyes directly. She quickly raised her hands to cover it.
"elder sister!"
A Zhan's shout suddenly came from behind her. She looked through the gap between her fingers and saw that the stone lion opposite suddenly turned into a gray phantom. Its image was exactly the same as the legendary fog beast. And half of A Zhan's body was
His arms had already been pulled into its 'big mouth', and as A Zhan continued to struggle, the suction force increased instead of decreasing.
"Wuji? You're not dead?!"
Although Su Zhen had expected it, she was still shocked.
She stepped forward and grabbed A Zhan's arm, but she didn't expect that the suction coming from the other end was far beyond her expectation.
The moment she caught A-Zhan, the surroundings suddenly changed. It was black...endless black...nothing could be seen. Even A-Zhan's shouts disappeared.
Deathly silence lingered around her, and Su Zhen could only hear her own breathing.
A Zhan's hands gradually became cold, without any warmth.
Su Zhen's feet stood on the same spot, as if they were rooted, unable to move.
Waves of eerie cold air kept coming out from behind her ears, as if someone was blowing on her.
She held A Zhan's hand and continued to exert force, her eyes became dark, and her ink-colored pupils turned dark red in an instant. At the same time, the black and gold demonic energy in her right hand intertwined and twisted, quickly twisted into a ball, and turned into a giant claw.
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She turned around suddenly, raised her hand to grab behind, and the giant claw fell down.
However, the attack did not harm the opponent at all.
When she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned.
It turned out that behind her, countless dead spirits were floating opposite her, including humans, demons, and demons.
Countless glimmering ice-colored flowers slowly floated up. They looked very much like musk lilies, but the fragrance of the flowers was constantly exuding blood, making it far less elegant and pure than musk lilies.
And at the front is a monster that looks like a human but not a human, and looks like a monster but not a monster.
Its appearance was extremely damaged, and not a single inch of the exposed skin on his body could be seen. Especially his face, which was beyond recognition and was so damaged that it was impossible to see its original appearance. The wrinkled face was full of blood and flesh.
, as if it had been burned by a fierce fire, and it was impossible to look directly at it.
And his arms were unusually thick, with purple blood vessels that swelled and looked like they would burst at any time.
"Sister, A-Zhan is afraid."
A Zhan's hands were still cold, and he put them on her wrists. Obviously he was scared, but he quietly looked forward.
The cycle repeated, and he suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his thin arm to block Su Zhen, "Sister, run!"
Su Zhen raised her hand to hold his shoulders, frowned, and carefully looked at the monster opposite.
Its eyes were full of hatred and malice, and it opened its big mouth to face Su Zhen's puzzled eyes, revealing two long and sharp fangs.
He half-closed his scarlet eyes and laughed strangely twice.
"I know who is ignorant of life and death, and actually wants to use dream empathy to spy on the news. It turns out to be the famous Mr. Su!"
Su Zhen faced his face, suppressed her nausea, pointed at her nose and asked, "Do you know me?"
"Ha! If you think about it carefully, I have met Mr. Su once."
"one side?"
Su Zhen couldn't remember it at all, she just thought it was some evil person she had killed.
Except for this monster, the faces of the translucent gray undead densely packed behind it were all very familiar, and their deaths were inseparable from her.
The monster hunched its back and turned to glance at the tens of thousands of undead, its eyes flickering back and forth between them and Su Zhen.
"It turns out that the so-called righteousness is just a false coat."
Su Zhen didn't remember him at all, but her eyes were fixed on those dead souls.
"If I can kill you once, why should I be afraid of doing it a second time?"
He raised his hand and pulled the hair tie, and the black hair was scattered behind his back again. He shook the hair tie, covered A Zhan's eyes with a quick movement, and then tied it with a knot.
She leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Azhan, stand here and don't move, wait for me to come back."
Smelling the sweet fragrance, Ah Zhan's ears felt hot, "But..."
"Good boy, I'm not that stinky fox. I promised to help you find your spiritual consciousness, and I promised to take you to the Bamboo Lantern Festival in Kyoto, so I won't break my promise."
A Zhan pursed his lips into a straight line and nodded.
Su Zhen curled her lips and smiled softly, setting up a barrier around him.
Not aggressive, but very defensive.
When she turned around, two dark golden light blades suddenly appeared in her hands. Afterimages flashed past, and her figure completely disappeared into the darkness.
A Zhan was already in darkness, and Su Zhen blocked out all movement and sound.
Just like back then, even though everyone ended up betraying him, she still carefully hid him. Bearing all the pain and danger, she shouldered all the infamy and sins for him alone.
But, she said last time that she would definitely take him home, but if he waits, it will take 730,000 years.
This time, he didn't want to wait any longer. He wanted to bear joy, anger, sadness, hate... he wanted to bear it all together.
A Zhan suddenly took a step forward, reached out and pulled off the hair tie that covered his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his feet suddenly began to collapse. Before he could scream, he was already falling downwards.
His vision was extremely blurry, and after falling for a long time, he seemed to have fallen directly into the freezing cold water.
It was pitch black all around, and he tried his best to swim upwards, but not long after he swam, a strange bloody vortex suddenly appeared, trying to suck him in completely.
A Zhan glanced over there and continued to head upstream without hesitation.
The strings in his mind were completely tense, and he was still frightened when he thought of the scene he just saw.
I don't know if it was because he was dazzled, but he actually saw eyes moving in the whirlpool.
He shook his head in the water, ignoring the scene that almost broke his mind, and fought desperately against the suction coming from the vortex. At the same time, something seemed to be entangled with his feet below, desperately pulling him downwards.