"Then what should we do now?" Shen Qingzhu asked, "The 'human circle' has been destroyed. Can we go back to Daxia directly?"
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, looking down at the futon in his hand, and shook his head.
"One last thing..."
"Huh? Why is there someone down there?"
Baili Pangpang's gaze fell under the clouds, and he saw a figure among the ruins of the city, holding a white-haired boy in his arms, surrounded by a light golden halo, and rushing towards where they were.
Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked at the figure, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Yoshiki Fururuhara?"
Without hesitation, he controlled the somersault cloud and flew in front of Furuhara Yoshiki.
"It's you?"
When Furuhara Yoshiki saw Lin Qiye, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became a little strange.
He still clearly remembered that after Lin Qiye took [Zhanbai] from his hand, he also snatched away his [Shenyin]. Although he later asked Haruki Amamiya to return it, the beating was still
It was a solid blow.
Lin Qiye smiled apologetically, his eyes fell on the pale Yuri Takibai in his arms, and his brows furrowed.
"What's up with him?"
"He killed the Corpse God with the Fujin Sword, and his physical condition seems to be not very good." Yoshiki Furuhara temporarily put his personal grudges behind him and answered seriously, "Yurina asked me to take him to find a man named An Qingyu.
people."
Lin Qiye turned to look at An Qingyu. The latter pushed up his glasses, a hint of grayness appeared in his eyes. After analyzing Yuri Takibai's physical condition, he nodded slightly.
"The situation has worsened. Although it is not serious, we still need to treat it as soon as possible and cannot delay it any longer."
An Qingyu looked around, pointed at an empty house across the road that had been abandoned for more than a hundred years, and said, "Carry him in. I'm going to start... ahem, start the operation."
Everyone carried Yuri Takibai into the house and began to clear the table for An Qingyu, and soon a clear space was made.
"Brother Qiye..." Yuri Takibai lay on the table, reached out and grabbed Lin Qiye's hand, and spoke weakly.
"What's wrong?"
"Go find my sister...she is still waiting for you."
"Yu Rina?" Lin Qiye was stunned, "Where is she?"
"She turned into a Fukutsu sword soul, over there." Yuuri Takibai pointed to the direction he came from.
Fujin Blade Soul?
Hearing this word, Lin Qiye froze on the spot, "How did she become a sword soul? What happened?"
Yuri Takibai told what happened, and Lin Qiye fell into silence.
"……I see."
Lin Qiye glanced at An Qingyu, who was wearing a white coat and walking towards here. He took a deep breath and gently touched his head, "Don't worry, Brother Qingyu will cure you... I'll go."
Find your sister."
"Um."
Lin Qiye walked to the door, and Baili Pangpang came up to her.
"Qiye, where are you going?"
"To do the last thing." Lin Qiye glanced at the mist-shrouded sky and said, "The 'human circle' has been destroyed, but Gao Tianyuan is still hiding in the world, and the chess game laid out by the old king is still short of the last step...
Only I can take this step."
Baili Pangpang scratched his head and seemed not to understand, but still said: "We will go with you."
"No need, you stay here with Qingyu." Lin Qiye shook his head, "This matter is very dangerous. I have a futon to protect myself. If I encounter trouble, I can fly back with amplified somersault clouds."
"……All right."
Baili Pangpang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Lin Qiye looked back at Yuli Takibai on the table, turned around and walked out of the door, her crimson cloak gradually disappearing into the mist.
…
Misty Japan.
A long black-gold knife was quietly inserted into the broken mountain. A pale golden halo emanated from the blade, covering hundreds of meters around it.
The mist rolled outside the halo, making it impossible to enter it at all. Inside the halo, Haruki Amamiya, wearing a black kimono, was sitting quietly next to a long sword.
Yurina was floating in the air, looking at the direction where Yurina Takashi left, her eyes full of worry.
"Tell me, has Takibai found Brother Qingyu?"
"I'm sure I can find him." Amamiya Haruki said firmly, "He can see the small map of this area. It's not difficult for him to find someone."
Yurina's expression relaxed a little, and she turned to look at Amamiya Haruki. His temples were gray and he looked very tired.
"Brother Amamiya, the 'human circle' has been destroyed. What are your plans next?" she asked softly.
Amamiya Haruki sat on the edge of the mountain and was silent for a moment.
"Although the 'human circle' no longer exists, the thoughts of those people have not completely changed with the demise of the old order. A new world has been created, but how to lead their thoughts to the right path and what kind of creation
The new order is still a difficult problem..."
Yurina thought about it carefully, "But, I feel that Amamiya-nii, your thoughts are already very complete. Wouldn't it be good for you to guide them?"
"I'm just an ordinary person who grew up in the 'human circle'. Although my thoughts are a little advanced, I still can't escape the shackles." Amamiya Haruki paused and continued,
"I want to see the outside world with my own eyes and see what their ideological world is like... Maybe I can find an answer that suits us."
"Do you want to go to Daxia?"
"We must go to Daxia. If there is a chance, I would like to go with the evil society again to visit other 'human circles'."
"But you are no longer the Fujin Sword Master? It's too dangerous to walk outside alone."
Amamiya Haruki smiled and turned to look at a puddle beside him. The raindrops fell on the water, causing ripples. In the reflection, a figure in white clothes and white hair was holding an umbrella and talking to him.
The figures of Amamiya Haruki overlapped.
"It just so happens that my old friend has nowhere to go, so he will stay with me."
Yurina blinked and was about to say something when her eyes suddenly froze and she turned her head to look in a certain direction.
The rolling fog outside the halo suddenly stagnated. At the same time, the scattered raindrops in the sky seemed to be frozen, floating quietly in the air. The flow of time around them became extremely slow at this moment.
At the end of the hazy fog, two figures walked from the ruins of the broken city.
One person was wearing a dark gray cloak, with white hair, a long knife hanging on his waist, and his eyes were extremely deep;
One person was wearing a light blue cloak and carrying a sword bag behind his back. He exuded a touch of kingly pressure and had sharp and determined eyes.
They passed through the stagnant time, stepped onto the broken mountain, and slowly approached the black-gold blade on the mountain.
"Is it them?" Seeing these two people, Amamiya Haruki was slightly startled.
Wu Xiangnan passed through the pale golden halo on the edge of the blade, clasped his hands on his chest, and spoke politely to the two people in front of him:
"Wu Xiangnan from Daxia [Lanyu] Team, I would like to borrow a sword from you two."