Chapter 189 Personality Battle (5000 words)

Author: Bachelor in White

Zheng Xiu gave Xie Luohe a bear hug from behind.

At that moment, Zheng Xiu had the illusion of being immersed in the deep sea.

Each messy fragment flashed quickly in Zheng Xiu's mind.

But at this moment, Zheng Xiu had difficulty distinguishing what these fragments were describing.

A series of ferocious veins appeared on Zheng Xiu's forehead.

From the perspective of Cheng Xiao and Bai Xiaosheng, they watched in amazement as the handsome young master Gongsun Mo approached the monster and entered the terrifying shadow like a lone brave man who was not afraid of death.

One word popped up in their minds at the same time: bravery.

the other side.

Coldness, cruelty, hatred, jealousy...

For a moment, Zheng Xiu had countless distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Sierlo River! Enough!"

Zheng Xiu bit his tongue, regained some clarity, and roared.

Tick ​​tock.

Xie Luohe's bow-bending movement stopped, the tight bowstring loosened, and a drop of cold liquid fell on the back of Zheng Xiu's hand.

Zheng Xiu initially thought it was Xie Luohe's blood, but the cold feeling told him that it wasn't.

Xie Luohe's floating long hair hung down, and her taut body suddenly softened.

After a moment of silence.

Xie Luohe snorted coldly: "Where are you grabbing?"

Zheng Xiu was stunned, and the noisy voice in his head receded like a tide.

Only then did he realize that his palms were soft and bouncy, making it difficult to grasp them.

So Mr. Zheng let go of his hand expressionlessly and moved it downwards.

"Calm down?" Zheng Xiu asked.

"How long do you want to hold me?"

Xieluohe's voice was cold.

"Ahem, I'm afraid you'll go crazy."

"Go away, you are crazy. And next time, I will chop off both of your paws."

Xie Luohe turned around and kicked Zheng Xiu away.

It seemed to be very forceful, but when it fell on Zheng Xiu, it was limp and there was not much strength left.

Xie Luohe is not one of those pretentious girls who will die after being rubbed twice by Zheng Xiu.

If it had been anyone else, let alone being able to get close, I would have accidentally bumped into Xie Luohe, and Xie Luohe would have killed him without even blinking.

But if it is Zheng Xiu.

……never mind.

Xieluohe put the long bow on his back again.

Zheng Xiu innocently raised his hands to show that he didn't do it on purpose. At this moment, he noticed that Xie Luohe's hands were still bleeding, and he was tearing them apart! Zheng Xiu tore off his clothes, stepped forward to hold Xie Luohe's hand, and carefully bandaged Xie Luohe.

When Zheng Xiu grabbed his hand, Xie Luohe wanted to get angry, but when he lowered his head and saw Zheng Xiu's serious expression, he fell silent immediately and allowed Zheng Xiu to do whatever he wanted. In his lowered eyes, there was a complicated and bitter look of tangle and anguish.

.

While bandaging, Zheng Xiu pretended to ask casually: "Did you... cry just now?"

"No." Xie Luohe pointed to his left eye: "No."

Xie Luohe's eyes were red, obviously he was telling lies. Zheng Xiu, who was lowering his head to bandage Xie Luohe's wound, inadvertently looked up and was startled when he saw Xie Luohe's expression at this moment.

Feng Bei's figure overlapped with Xie Luohe's, and he seemed to see Feng Bei in a trance. Zheng Xiu subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull up the long hair of Xie Luohe's right eye that was deliberately covered.

This action was a bit wild, but Xie Luohe knew what Zheng Xiu was doing, and his eyes narrowed: "What are you doing?"

"You have sand in your eyes, let me blow it for you. Huh..." As he said this, Zheng Xiu really pretended to blow hot air into Xie Luohe's face.

"you……"

I don’t even know if my fucking eyes can penetrate the sand, but you know?

Xie Luohe suddenly clenched his fists.

The wound under the cloth strip was bleeding again.

When Zheng Xiu saw that the strip of cloth was dyed red, he quickly bandaged it.

"It's done."

Zheng Xiu clapped his hands and called it a day.

He tore off both of his sleeves and bandaged Xie Luohe's wounds.

Xie Luohe expressionlessly raised his hands like "zongzi", with all five fingers wrapped in cloth strips. After a while, Xie Luohe understood Zheng Xiu's little thoughts, and he was angry and funny.

This guy, by wrapping his hands like this, obviously doesn't want to let himself draw the bow anymore.

"Puch."

Xie Luohe looked at the two ugly hands and smiled.

The black lines on her face completely faded.

After his hands were wrapped into rice dumplings, Xie Luohe had no choice but to have a fit. He looked up at the solid mountain wall and stood two steps away, sulking.

Cheng Xiao recovered from the shock of Xie Luohe's "demonization".

He didn't ask any more questions.

Looking at the "temptress" who had been manipulated by Zheng Xiu with surprise and uncertainty, Cheng Xiao looked at Zheng Xiu and asked: "Gongsun Mo, can you split this mountain?"

"You are thinking too much."

Zheng Xiu replied casually at first, but then he thought about it. It might not be impossible for the [Prisoner] in full state to match the suitable monster form. He had the feat of cleaving the mountains of Fengbei to the ground with one knife.

But now in the world of cannibal paintings, Zheng Xiu is still suffering from the miraculous sequelae of the "Crow Raider". He is on the verge of death, and his connection with the "Prisoner" is weak, so Zheng Xiu is not sure.

Moreover, when Xie Luohe started to use thaumaturgy unscrupulously, at the moment Zheng Xiu hugged Xie Luohe, Zheng Xiu had the illusion of being immersed in "everlasting darkness".

No, it may not be an illusion.

If cannibal paintings are equivalent to "ghosts", they are between "eternal world" and "eternal darkness". Although I don't know how Gongsun Mo did it back then, he could create such a ghostly space with just one painting that can be faked and real, but

Since it is a ghost, it is possible whether it leads to the eternal darkness or to the ordinary world.

Zheng Xiu is well aware of the horror of "eternal darkness", as almost no one can escape alive after being dragged into it.

Xie Luohe may also be vaguely aware of this. She has been suppressing her strength these years and dare not expose it to others.

Bai Xiaosheng got up from the ground awkwardly.

"Brother Gongsun, she..."

Bai Xiaosheng wanted to speak but stopped.

"Pang Jiang, don't ask any questions that you shouldn't ask." Zheng Xiu patted Bai Xiaosheng on the shoulder: "Not all 'secrets' are worth your life to explore."

Xie Luohe looked at Fatty Jiang with a half-smile.

Jianghu Bai Xiaopang shuddered suddenly and nodded with a smile: "What Gongsun said is true, true!"

"What do you think?"

Zheng Xiu looked towards the mountain wall.

It's full of potholes.

The output of the Xieluo River has left holes in the mountain walls.

"When Nie Gong personally came to Yanzhou to direct the flood control, it must have been at that time that he secretly built the treasure house here. Otherwise, there would not be only a few words left in the historical records. Moreover, I also learned that the craftsmen who were responsible for filling the river back then

, no one survived, maybe... they all died because of this 'secret'."

Keeping secrets requires paying a price.

"come over."

Xie Luohe, who was sulking for a while, waved to Zheng Xiu.

The good movements were performed by Xie Luohe's "rice dumpling hand", which looked extremely funny.

Zheng Xiu suppressed his laughter and stepped forward.

"Knock it."
To be continued...