Among them, the scenes that appear most frequently are those of Yaoyao, Castle Lord and Jingjing.
They either stood at a distance and looked at me and laughed, or they ran towards me with arms outstretched happily, or they tried to grab my ears and beat me up...
No matter which one, I am always looking forward to it, hoping that the next scene will come true.
However, they are all like dreams and bubbles that burst into flames as soon as they take shape, over and over again.
At the moment when the blood-devouring madness collapsed into the sky, I completely lost contact with them.
Don’t know how good Jingjing is?
I have so many things to ask her, especially the last scene where I suddenly turned into a tiger-headed human body. As a witness and a blood-devouring sword spirit, she must know much more.
But now I can no longer find her, the little tail that likes to hang on my body whenever she has nothing to do, the sexy big sister who likes to make me happy whenever she has nothing to do...
Regardless of her identity, she has no ill will towards me. I can feel that although the two characters, Yanjing, are very different, and their appearance is also very different, in their hearts they truly treat me as a relative.
But now they all disappear like a fleeting cloud, and I don’t know when we will meet again!
Don’t know how good Yaoyao is?
I miss her so much! Before the battle with the Demon Ancestor, I had to put her into the bone chamber of the Beast Fang Sword Spike. Now that the Sword Spike has disappeared together with the Blood-devouring Madness, I really don’t know what it will be like to see her again.
Year!
Suddenly, I recalled a scene in my mind. It was when I was about to take Yaoyao to the bone chamber, and I suddenly stared at the purple peach blossom on a whim, trying to see the scene inside through the closed petals.
It turns out that everything is foreshadowed, I just didn’t know it at the time!
It turns out that everything was doomed, we just discovered it afterwards!
By this time, my face had already been blurred by tears. Unexpectedly, my body was weak now, and even I was becoming sentimental.
We will meet again one day, right? That day may be a long time ago, or it may be very soon. Maybe, when I walk out of the cloud wall, I happen to see them who have been waiting for me?
Just like...just like the last time I accidentally fell into the cloud wall, didn't I see the castle master and Yaoyao for the first time when I went out?
Thinking of this, the face of the fort lord became clearer in my mind. I wonder how he is doing now as the former patron saint of Dongfang Fort?
Although he was injured by the Demon Ancestor at that time and was "sent" back to the Blood-devouring Madness for maintenance, after all, so much time has passed, so he should have almost recovered, right?
"How long has this damn time passed?"
I was so angry that I felt regretful that I had been asleep for so long, as if I had missed out on so much.
"No, this cloud wall is not normal..."
Suddenly, I realized that the current cloud wall seemed to be significantly different from the cloud wall I had been to before.
I clearly remember that when I was trapped in the cloud wall, whatever I thought of, the corresponding person or object would appear in the thick fog in front of me, and lead me step by step deeper into the cloud wall.
However, now that I have been awake for such a long time, the figures of the castle master, Yaoyao, and Jingjing are constantly flashing in my mind, but I am completely indifferent to this thick fog as if nothing happened!
"Could it be that I've reached a fake cloud wall?"
I thought in my heart, but in the end I clearly fell into the cloud wall due to the huge reaction force. This can't be wrong.
"Could it be that something happened to this cloud wall?"
I was horrified when I thought of this. Nowadays, I am most afraid of strangers because I don’t know what might happen.
If it were the familiar thick fog scene from before, I might be able to find a way out of here.
Now that the Demon Ancestor is retreating with the group of demons, as long as I can successfully walk out of the Cloud Wall and reach the Moon Burial Forest, I can almost walk sideways there.
From now on, the sky is high and the sky is far away, and you are free!
"It can't be because I didn't bring the beast's tooth sword spike this time, right?"
This weird idea suddenly popped up in my mind, and I subconsciously looked at my right wrist. I couldn't help it, this was the biggest change I could think of that had happened to me since I came here last time.
Sure enough, there was no surprise at all and the place was completely empty. The beast-tooth sword spike flew away with the blood-devouring madness after all.
Now it is impossible to even verify it, and the hope of successfully walking out of the thick fog is slim. After all, it was the beast's fang that protected me when I walked out of the cloud wall that had undergone changes.
Thinking of the strange changes in the dense fog, a very bold idea suddenly popped into my mind. In other words, I was already discouraged at this moment. Since I have nothing to lose, I might as well fight for it!
I decided to force out a bit of my own blood to see if the cloud wall would change as before, and to see how far it would evolve after the change. At worst, I would risk my life and go deep into the cloud wall.
Take a walk!
It's strange to say that when I fell in, I was obviously injured so seriously, but I didn't bleed. This is especially puzzling to me.
But now I have this idea, but I don’t have the strength to operate it.
Being able to sit up reluctantly and think about all kinds of things with great pain is the limit of what I can do at the moment.
Whether it was hurting oneself, or using Qi to force out a trace of blood, there was no doubt that I could only think about it at the moment.
As I thought about it, I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally I could no longer resist and fell to the ground again, passing out...
I woke up many times later, each time trying to get some blood out of myself.
Without enough strength to mobilize my true energy to attack myself, I thought of the most primitive and most effective method - bite with my teeth!
However, no matter how hard I bit my arm again and again, my cheeks were sore from the bites, but there wasn't even a single scratch on my body.
At this moment, I was like an angry child, hating myself like never before. Why did I train myself to be so strong when I had nothing to do?
At the same time, I also discovered a very contradictory point. I also practiced physical training and used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen my body. It is said that my already strong teeth should be sharper, but why can't I bite my own skin?
This really corresponds to the ancient story of spear and shield in the real world. If you use the strongest spear to attack the strongest shield, will the shield break or the spear break?
No matter which situation occurs, it means that one of the parties has failed. This problem seemed to have no solution at first, but with my persistence, I seemed to have found the answer in myself.
I don’t know exactly how many times I woke up. When I bit my arm almost subconsciously, a very rare trace of blood appeared. (To be continued)