We will meet later when Qi Huan heard the last four words from Liu Shenghan's mouth.
Although he was emotional, he also knew very well that now was not the time to be purely emotional. After all, Aoyan was seriously injured and it was not certain whether he could survive. Naturally, it was best to let them take them away for treatment. This was love;
It is righteousness to put a friend who shares life and death with you in danger and persist until the last moment. No one in Qi Huan's family has ever taught these things, but he has learned from many people since he was a child.
The light from the sky and the earth was too strong and too bright for him to open his eyes. Moreover, the light was very pure, almost pure white. He forced his eyes open and said to Bai Ya:
"Old Bai, can you still hear me?"
"I'm not deaf."
"Then, let's leave quickly!" Qi Huan took two steps forward to face the light, "I'll summon the Tengu to take us out, and then..."
"You...are not deaf, are you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
"Didn't you hear what they just said?" Facing the light, Qi Huan could only see the black silhouette of the human figure, but could not see his expression clearly. He said, "Yingyue Jun made it very clear.
Don’t you understand what will happen if you take him out?”
"What are you talking about?" Qi Huan was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Why do you even say that to yourself? Why do you care about so many things? It's more important to save your life! You can think of ways to do it. It doesn't matter if you have a bad character..."
"What do you think the few of us... are?"
"What's what?"
Qi Huan didn't understand the meaning of his words. He looked at Bai Ya and felt that the light seemed to be softer. At least he could see his expression clearly. As before, he had a sleepy dead face. The corners of his eyes
There was a little blood on his face, and his eyes turned black and white again
I don't know what I look like in his eyes, and what the surrounding environment looks like in his eyes. There is a vast paleness all around, but it is not so dazzling. It is just flat, wide, and boundless, turning the original swamp into a swamp.
Everything covered in ruins.
"We have done so much, does it count as good deeds? But we have also killed many people, do we still have to go to hell?"
"Don't think about all the nonsense! We are always the most heroic heroes when we encounter injustice."
"...Xia Zhe." Bai Ya raised his head and looked at the same white sky with a blank expression. "Xia Ke, rogue, Jianghu people, there are many other titles like this. But I often don't feel that I belong to them.
Any one of them. That’s all. I came here with no hope and it’s too early.
I was ready to take my life, but after all the ups and downs, hope was given to me and snatched away again and again, I was a little tired. The only thing I feel sorry for is that I shouldn’t have involved you. Aoyan is herself.
I hope she can return to life with Liu Dao Wuchang."
"No, why are you thinking so nonsense? We have to go back together, and we will talk about what happens next. Although... although I was really not really happy to come here with you at first, just to escape from home. But I am very happy.
!I know the ins and outs of the bad things in my family, and I have also eliminated the family lines that I couldn’t erase for more than 20 years. Isn’t this a good thing? There is nothing to be sorry for, don’t think too much, let’s hurry up..."
"Don't you understand? You have no idea what I will become. Stop doing those things that deceive yourself and others."
Bai Ya is so determined.
Is he supposed to be like this...a person who sacrifices himself for others? Qi Huan doesn't know, because most of the time he does as he pleases. But if you think about it, he has only been busy with other people's affairs. As long as there is a slight possibility of change,
, Bai Ya also... He felt regret, pain, indescribable sorrow and resentment that he could not express.
Magical instruments move freely in this area, sometimes very close, sometimes very far away.
"It's you, won't you leave?" Bai Ya sighed, "When the barrier constructed by the magic weapon is completely formed, you won't be able to leave even if you want to. You know that if I stay, I'm waiting to die. Because the six paths of impermanence will definitely happen.
Come back and attack me like we have attacked all the evil gods - if I really have no sense. If you stay, I can't guarantee that I will be able to recognize you clearly. When you become the first person killed by "Heaven"
Alone, that would be funny."
"I won't leave." He shook his head, "I can't just... leave just now."
Bai Ya shook his head, feeling a bit resentful that iron cannot become steel. He walked forward, patted Qi Huan on the shoulder and said, "Are you afraid of having an uneasy conscience? Okay, then you can do one thing for me. I don't want to either...
...Let the good things I have done go to waste. Although the hard work was not the original intention, I am really not willing to end up like this. Tsk."
"...How can I help? You tell me."
"Are your legs and feet still strong?"
Qi Huan's foot was injured when the clearing collapsed. Although there were bruises, the bones should not be injured. Even if it was injured, his current mood made him lose the ability to feel pain. He was just in a daze.
, looked at Bai Ya and nodded, waiting to see if he had any other ideas to remedy the situation.
Bai Ya pulled out a white scimitar.
"I'm not sure it's going to work - don't ask, just trust me. Next, I'm going to throw it in an arc, and all you have to do is catch it before it hits the ground, and don't let go no matter what.
.”
"This... okay, I promise you."
Bai Ya nodded, took a step back, and suddenly threw the Youying White Blade out. The knife spun rapidly and threw a high arc in the air. Qi Huan immediately turned around and stared at the arc.
Predict where it will fall and run away.
Sure enough, there was a sharp pain in his ankle, but he turned a blind eye. The rapidly rotating white blade made him dizzy, and it was not easy to grasp the handle of the knife accurately. He didn't know what Bai Ya wanted to do, but he believed him, because
Bai Ya's methods are always useful.
He ran ten feet away, kicked hard with his uninjured foot, and flew into the air. Qi Huan waved his hand, grabbed the handle of Youying's knife, and held it tightly in his hand. As soon as it landed on the ground, he
He felt a powerful force that was similar to magnetism, pulling him forcefully towards the starting point. Speaking of which, Bai Ya's knife was really magical. Not only did it have some kind of connection with the knife and the human world, but it also seemed to have consciousness.
Likewise, it will never hurt its owner.
Qi Huan was pulled by the knife and turned around. He immediately spread his legs and stabilized his steps to avoid being dragged to the ground by the knife.
The moment he raised his head, his hands almost lost strength from the scene he saw.
Red, red.
Ten feet away, the only thing that comes into view is red.
Can't let go, absolutely not! Qi Huan was screaming in his heart, but no sound came out of his mouth. If he let go now, the knife would immediately... and the magic weapons surrounding them suddenly stopped.
They no longer move, but continue to tremble and tremble. I don't know if they are angry or afraid.
Qi Huan felt unprecedented fear.
Bai Ya knelt on the ground with his back to him. Even from a distance, he could see the black scimitar passing through the left side of his back. The red liquid dripped down the tip of the knife and flowed to the ground.
.The red water spread in the pure white barrier of unknown material, flowing continuously, as if it wanted to suck his blood dry.
Qi Huan was deceived.
No, this is not a lie. He was just used. Bai Ya's method is indeed correct, and even absolutely effective. If the carrier of the magic weapon completely dies during the activation of the magic circle, 'Heaven' may
He would not have been born. Although his own knife, which had been tempered with Bai Ya's blood, could not hurt him intentionally, the characteristics of the knife were used to force the tip of the knife into his chest...
Qi Huan could not imagine how heartbreaking this was.
The skin and flesh are torn, the bones are cracked, every time the heart trembles before death, it is a lick of the blade. How can a person be so cruel to himself? Qi Huan believes that compared to what he does for the common people, Bai Ya would not
Hoping that he would become a walking corpse was contrary to the meaning of his life. He was not afraid of death, but to this extent... was it really necessary? Qi Huan couldn't imagine it at all, he just wanted to scream.
What happens next? What is Bai Ya going to do next? Just wait for him to be eroded by the severe pain, and keep doing this until the last drop of blood dries out of his body? The process of death is stretched infinitely, and he doesn't dare to move. What if?
If Bai Ya is really dead, will the so-called "god-becoming" ritual stop? Or will they look for the next target - such as himself? Qi Huan has never thought about it, and he even thinks that Bai Ya has not thought about it.
.He just wanted to die, just wanted to kill "Heaven".
Qi Huan felt that he was also shaking and couldn't stop. At this time, he noticed that Bai Ya's body moved slightly. He was still alive, and for the time being, he was not far from death. He held both hands on his chest
On the hilt of the knife in front of him, he muttered something softly.
"Candlelight..."
You Ying.
——Bai Ya has thought about it.
Qi Huan's knife came out of his hand.
At the same time, a powerful external force pushed him out. The force could not be seen or touched, but it was huge like a wall. This force came towards him and violently lifted Qi Huan off the ground.
, thrown up. The light suddenly became strong and dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at it. At the same time,
At this moment, the originally pale scenery around him quickly receded, forming a black passage. Under the wave of this spell, black and white continued to change alternately. The point in front of him was sometimes bright and sometimes dark. It was clear that there was no big or small change, but it was obviously confusing.
Qi Huan felt that he was getting further and further away from that center.
Consciousness was also stripped away.
How long has passed? How many hours or days? Qi Huan cannot answer this question. But he knows very well that he is probably dreaming now, and the real him should have fallen asleep. Because at this moment, his
The feeling was no different from that in his dream. Time passed very slowly, and there was no entity that could be used as a reference. He stood here alone, at a loss, and any emotion had lost its meaning. He was just in a daze, and he didn't know.
Where did you come from and where should you go?
Then, he woke up suddenly.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like nothing had happened. It was like waking up from a long dream. He straightened up and saw an empty space in front of him. There were no living people, only ruins. It seemed that nothing had happened. Only the sky in the east rose.
The faint white light stripped away the stars in the entire night sky, leaving nothing behind.
