Chapter four hundred and forty-fifth: follow the waves
The images that keep flashing before our eyes are dazzling. The one that appears most frequently is the fluorescent blue flame that is constantly burning on the sea. Every time it flashes in our eyes, it changes slightly, but if you ignore the things mixed in between
The scene was a continuous scene, like a burning scene. The sea was dark blue, the night was dark blue, and the strips of light that were getting closer and closer were dancing in between, almost cutting off his head from his eyes.
There seemed to be fire burning in his throat, and he coughed violently. Something that looked like liquid splashed out and dripped on the uneven ground. He could not see the shape of the ground, but he felt that it was uneven to the touch, even
Can't tell whether it's smooth or rough
.The fallen saliva spreads slightly, like a few bits of dye that have been thrown out. It is shimmering and can be regarded as the clearest presence in the field of vision. Rather than liquid, it is more like blue light plaque solidified here.
, translucent, but with an indelible sense of filth.
Then, more things spurted out from the mouth. But it was no longer a liquid, but an overflowing mist of light, or a flame. Those things that were almost gaseous but not gaseous were continuously and uncontrollably ejected from the cup.
There was something coming out of his mouth. There were also things in his eyes, his ears, and his nose that couldn't be suppressed, and they didn't seem to belong to him. His eyeballs, eardrums, and tongue all seemed to be affected by this cold and burning thing.
What has been eroded away.
How powerless. No sound could be conveyed, and no picture could be presented. He could only smell the burning smell, and the stench was unbearable, as if the entire inside of himself had rotted, turned into a puddle of pus, and become a source of cold fire.
fuel.
"You really are..."
Even the figure of Lord Kotsutsuki standing in front of him could not catch his eyes, and the voice was the same. However, Lord Kotsutsuki did not show a mocking attitude. On the contrary, the corners of his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and there was actually a hint of laughter.
It means to show mercy.
"It's really embarrassing. But you pretend to be like that. No one can see that under your complete hard shell, your consciousness, thoughts and emotions are in a precarious situation. The barrier only aggravates your
Separated, even in the human world, you
How long can you hold on? Pretending to be okay and really being okay are different things. No matter how safe you act, your real heart has become this devastated look. The impact of warm wine on you
Is it just that big? Or is there something else?".5
He squatted down, touched his chin, examined and speculated. Han Sheng fell there quietly, motionless, as if he was trapped. Some kind of fluorescent blue fluid dripped from his facial features, and he didn't know if he could touch it.
No one knew how he was yelling, running, and tearing crazily in his mind. No one saw his struggle, and his struggle could not be conveyed to anyone. Lord Kauchue slowly stretched out his hand and whispered
:
"It's not impossible to help you get out of this situation a little bit. In return, let me accept this unexpected surprise. Let me tell you up front, I had no such plan."
As he spoke, his hand had already touched the overflowing liquid. It was almost all around Han Shang, reflecting his dark reflection like a blue mirror. But such a mirror could not reflect Kuchugetsu-kun's hand.
The moment his fingertips came into contact with the liquid surface, tiny blue sparks ignited, and ripples spread weakly. He raised his hand again, and a few dazzling blue rays of light appeared.
The silk was pulled up, and the texture was like spinning thread, like a piano string, or like mucus. He stood up suddenly, and several strands of thread were stretched very long. Then he waved his hand and turned around, and the silk thread was flying and swaying with dancing steps and postures.
Immediately afterwards, there were fires clinging to them, and they were all gathered in the hands of Lord Xueyue. Until all the fluorescent blue color completely disappeared, Han Sheng could only lie there quietly as if he had fallen asleep.
Lord Xueyue closed his hands, and light overflowed between his fingers, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, as if he had caught several fireflies. He gently blew in a breath along the gap between his thumbs, and then slowly opened his hands, revealing a blue lotus.
It is in bud in his hand. Through the petals, the luminous core shines through, like an exquisite palace lantern, graceful and dreamy.
Xie Zhe felt Fengyun Zhan buzzing slightly in his hand.
It was not an illusion, but it was indeed trembling regularly and even a little warm. He was a little surprised by the long-lost sense of reality. At the same time, it seemed to be leading him and walking in a certain direction. So he followed
He did it. He believed that this was the sword of heaven guiding him in its own way.
The surrounding scenery is an endless expanse of indigo, deep and sad. A red disk that looks like the setting sun slowly sinks in the sky, but it never really changes its position, it just...
It just gives people a sinking feeling. From time to time there is something like a heat wave, which makes it look like it is undulating. The flowing crimson liquid falls vertically and melts into a sea of indigo. The boundaries of the colors are so clear that they are almost
Angular, without any kind of transition.
Xie Zhe walked forward until he saw a pale figure in front of him. This innocent silhouette seemed to be glowing here. He quickened his pace and walked over, vaguely seeing something familiar in the figure. He knew,
He must have seen this person before.
"You, uh... you, you are-"
He had really seen it! After trying hard to distinguish it, he realized that this was actually Fusong Fengdai's face! He had seen it before, and only saw it once. It was Fu Sangshen who had cut off the world at the hands of Master Lintian.
. He is not the real Shui Wujun in the past, but just a sword spirit generated with the help of his image. But he is a little excited, which proves that there is indeed some resonance between the Six Paths Divine Weapons, linking him and the Lintian Master.
Connect with each other in this situation.
The sword spirit stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction. He followed the guidance and finally saw another figure in the endless indigo. The difference was that this figure was so dark and heavy. It almost melted into this blue.
Whether Xie Zhe hadn't noticed it before, or whether he could only use Fu Sangshen to guide him, he didn't know. But he walked forward quickly, leaned down without any hesitation, and reached out to grab the shadow on the ground.
What turned over was Han Shang's sleeping face - but it was clearly the face of a fox with a slender snout, covered with fine fur. And just when he turned his face up, the black color on his body quickly receded.
, like countless tiny reptiles scattering in a rush. He tried his best to shout Han Shang's name and shook him desperately until he finally slowly opened his eyes.
"...?"
He stood up, his dark eyes full of confusion.
"What - uh - happened?"
He felt that his throat was very dry, so he stretched out his hand to rub his neck. Xie Zhe was surprised to find that even his hands had turned into the shape of claws. When the sharp nails touched Han Chang's own face, he was momentarily stunned.
He was stunned for a moment. Then he stretched out his hand and looked at his claws covered with fire-colored down, his eyes widening.
"This, this is really bad." The fox grinned, revealing its sharp fangs. "I didn't expect that the demon power is so unstable that I can't maintain my human appearance... In this way, I guess,
The same thing must have happened to Wenying."
"Are you okay?" Xie Zhe stared at him suspiciously, "You don't have to push yourself to this point."
"I don't."
Han Chang retorted quickly. He grabbed the dagger with one hand and used the tip of the scabbard to hold his body up. Xie Zhe tried to help him, but he pushed him away hard, and his claws accidentally tore holes in his clothes.
.Hanshang realized that he was a little out of sorts and said quickly:
"I didn't mean to do it, I just, um... just a little tired. I'm fine, fine, I - ugh."
What I wanted to say ended with a short sigh. No matter how slow the opponent is, you can still see how bad his condition is. _o_m _o_m "
I couldn't even go back. At this moment, the bright voice appeared again.
"I feel...not very good. I could see something before, but now I can't. Because I'm a little afraid of things I don't understand, so I closed my eyes. I'll talk to you for a while.
Then, when I felt brave enough to open my eyes, I found that I couldn’t see anything. It was so dark, darker than the deepest part of the ocean. Is this the world of the blind? It’s a bit troublesome. But I will keep talking, I know you
You'll definitely hear it - I'll talk until I can't even make a sound."
Han Chang raised his furry fox ears and looked around warily.
"Did you hear that?"
"I heard it, she kept saying it, but..."
"Jiaomo! Mrs. Jiaomo——"
"——But, our voices cannot be conveyed to her. She is singing with the techniques of the sharks, which we cannot do. Didn't you hear it before? I think her voice can always remind everyone
, let everyone hold on a little longer.”
"I... forget it. I just heard her voice." Han Chang was still looking around, as if he was looking for something. "But don't you try to find her? By the way, how do you find me?"
Thanks.
Zhe turned around and found that Duan Chenhuan's sword spirit was still there, but Han Sheng could not see it. He began to understand that this was something that only his eyes could see.
"Yes, Feng Yunzhan reminded me to find traces of Duan Chenhuan. It should be the message conveyed by Master Lintian. His sword spirit pointed over, and I was able to see your traces. But I'm afraid there is nothing I can do about Jiao Mo.
I can’t figure out where her voice comes from. Even if I find the direction, I’m afraid I won’t be able to... see her.”
"No, I can hear it, right there—"
His ears twitched. Looking along his hand, Xie Zhe couldn't see anything for the time being. But Han Sheng walked over quickly, even though his steps were a little staggering. Xie Zhe quickly followed. He thought, maybe the monster's ears
It's easier than him.
What about Ling Quan? Where is she now? Can her ears also hear the sound of white foam? Can she persevere? Xie Zhe knows that she is a very strong girl, but among them, she is
The weakest. She is destined to make people uneasy. There is no turning back for her to come to a place like this. If possible, he really doesn't want her to follow him.
She really should stay, stay in the Cinnabar Desert, hold out until dawn and then go back safely.@*~~Just leave the showdown with Liar to them. Regardless of whether she wins or loses, she can enjoy a brief moment of peace after that.
Of course, it would be better if you win. Don't get involved in any battles with evil angels, don't get involved in any disputes with monsters, and just live safely in the saved human world.
In this world where you must do your best to save even if you risk your life...
