Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters secluded long corridor
In the long corridor, a few faint rays of skylight are scattered on the dome. Reflected in this empty place, the light and shadow are mixed into a layer of green halo, and everything seems to be covered with dust. Here, if you are a little farther away, you will
There was no trace of each other, so Lu Zhengkang followed his companion. He was very lively, flying around, and Lu Zhengkang was a little overwhelmed.
Broken energy tubes are scattered on the white sand, and red silk and cloth creatures are wandering here. Of course, the runes of the predecessors are also indispensable. It can even be said that there are a lot of them. The deeper you go, the more... it means corpses.
The more.
The air was indeed dark and cold, and Lu Zhengkang's thoughts slowed down a lot. We were not even close to the foot of Yuanliu Mountain, where there was snow all over the sky, and countless fallen stars were frozen to death.
Hao was in front, singing continuously to mark his position.
Lu Zhengkang was doubting his own thinking ability. Forgetting this kind of thing is very cold and cold, just like being drunk. He always doubts whether he is sober. This doubt can be alleviated to some extent when he is bathed in the light of his companions singing.
Lu Zhengkang followed Hao's steps even further.
There are many arches and abyss in the corridor - this place was originally a very important traffic area on the pilgrimage, but now it is not only abandoned, but also full of dangers.
Simply, a large amount of red silk was piled up on the road. They entangled themselves to form a special ecological landscape. Not only were they square-headed paper kites, but they also resembled tasseled lanterns and elongated jellyfish-like shapes. There were also some red silks that were dense and long, fluttering.
Like deep submerged plants. These are wonders after death.
Death is not the end, forgetfulness is. Lu Zhengkang approached these red silks, and they responded to his runes, glowing like gauze. The characters on the silks were numerous and regular. Although Lu Zhengkang did not understand their meaning,
But its profound lamentation can still be detected.
Entering the middle section of the long corridor, the environment here is still green, but the red silk is no longer distributed.
Hao was waiting in front, Lu Zhengkang rushed to his side, and Hao sang softly a few times.
Lu Zhengkang knew that there were patrols floating in the sky ahead - these were predators. They would directly crush the creatures on the cloth and dissipate them completely. Similarly, they were also the embodiment of the power of conditioning. However, they were once created.
The guardians of the Land of Destiny may also have been forgotten.
Once forgetting becomes concrete, it doesn't seem so scary. Lu Zhengkang is not afraid of the patrol boats cruising ahead. He is more worried about the wind and snow in Yuanliu Mountain. The last time he came, the long corridor was not so cold.
.Is the snow in Yuanliu Mountain getting thicker?
Lu Zhengkang sighed silently, everything must end... He didn't care about the ending here. He was leaving anyway. Of course, he would continue to come, but as long as he could stay with Su Xiangli for a lifetime, he would have no regrets... All regrets would be gone.
Gathering in the place of destiny, he once came here for different purposes. Those past events have become blurred by Lu Zhengkang, and he doesn't care about them anymore. Of course, the story between him and Su Xiangli will also end like this, and he will slowly forget it.
.
Forgetfulness is a gentle killing knife.
Anyway, he will have forgotten Su Xiangli when he comes next time, right?
Lu Zhengkang was a little irritated. Hao started to walk in. There were statues of the Sky Patrol on the high walls on both sides of the corridor. There were also several remains of the Sky Patrol half-buried in the white sand. These were similar to centipedes, flying fish, and clover.
It is in the shape of an insect, and the giant green eyes on the front of its head are like searchlights.
For viewers who have seen the world, these survey floats are really not a threat. Although they are powerful, they are too clumsy.
Hao was like this, he ran forward very relaxedly, looking back at Lu Zhengkang from time to time, and seeing that he was keeping up, he continued to move forward.
Not far away was the Sky Patrol. Lu Zhengkang knew that there was a secret and safe road here. It was on the left side of the corridor and you could fly over from the window. The Sky Patrol always patrolled on the main road.
Lu Zhengkang and Hao were both veterans. They sang to each other, charged up each other's tassels, flew up and down like moths, and soon passed through the dense area of sky patrol floats.
It was another ruins strewn with debris. When passing through this place, Lu Zhengkang remembered that it was a very steep slope. When he came last time, there were many sky patrols wandering there. If you move a little slower, you might die, but it's still the same.
In short, no viewer will be afraid of such simple opponents. They will encounter many more difficulties on their way to growth.
Lu Zhengkang and Hao were repairing it here. There was an ancient rune hidden in the broken energy tube. This gift was given to him and Hao at the same time.
Runes like this can be found at a fixed location in almost every reincarnation. They appear due to the death of Falling Star, and will also dissipate because no one comes after them to absorb them. There are so many viewers coming and going, but the runes are all safe.
In fact, there are runes in dangerous areas, and there should be a lot of them, but the Starfallers couldn't go there to remember them, so they dissipated.
When you reach the foot of Yuanliu Mountain, the real danger begins.
Hao sang softly twice in front of the ramp, seeming to encourage Lu Zhengkang, and Lu Zhengkang sang back, which seemed very calm.
It's good that their steps can be generous and leisurely.
The two red robes jumped down together and slid down the steep slope quickly. Suddenly, a patrol float rushed behind them, and Lu Zhengkang had time to look back at them.
Hao's speed was very fast and he quickly disappeared into the shadow of the green slope. Lu Zhengkang couldn't see him, but his song was still shining like water waves in front of him.
Lu Zhengkang stirred up his tassels and flew up. The sky patrol floats behind him chased hard. The light in their eyes was like the reflection of sunlight on the thin glass in foggy weather. The huge floats, betrayal guardians, they were cruising in the air.
The sound of the huge air flow was like the whistle of a city dock in the far distance. The high-rise buildings had filtered out the hoarse and sharp sound, leaving only a muffled sound like a giant whale sleeping in the deep water.
Lu Zhengkang used their gazes to illuminate the way forward. At the end, Chongjun's Falling Star Altar raised a wall of light. He flew in, and the sky float hit the thin wall of light. With a bang, their kinetic energy was
It was swallowed up without making any waves.
Hao is already waiting here, Lu Zhengkang sings softly, and his companions sit cross-legged and meditate in front of the Falling Star Monument.
When Lu Zhengkang woke up, Hao still maintained a meditative posture. So Lu Zhengkang waited patiently, but Hao seemed to have no intention to continue moving forward. He sang to Lu Zhengkang repeatedly, indicating that he did not have to wait.
This companion could not continue the journey with Lu Zhengkang.
Hao sat cross-legged in silence and finally stopped making any sound. Lu Zhengkang left and walked towards the holy water patio. In front of the towering, open door, he sang loudly as a final farewell.
