Mu Xin had clearly calculated the direction and distance of the sound source, but he didn't know what went wrong with his jump just now. The vast white mist obscured not only the line of sight, but also confused the other senses of the person; for a moment,
Countless thoughts exploded in his mind, but fear gripped his body, and he could only fall stiffly toward the undulating sea.
He did not have the ability to create a platform on the sea; nor could he ignore gravity and change the direction of his body at will. No matter how he thought, he knew that he was finished.
Death is not terrible. What Mu Xin is thinking about at this moment is not death, but the heart-wrenching smile on Zeus's face when he breaks through the sea - that face belonged to Lin Sanjiu just a moment ago.
Soon, his face will look like that too.
Just when Mu Xin was about to hit the sea, a meaningless, frightened low cry finally slipped out of his throat; then, a loud, high-pitched voice suddenly sounded from very close to him: "
Is it the swimming one?”
Before he could realize who the voice belonged to, a rush of blood had already rushed to his mind. Then he felt his waist tightening and being entangled with something. For a moment, his ears were filled with a thunderous heartbeat.
, he finally realized that he had stopped falling and was hanging in the air with his hands and feet weak.
His toes were less than three centimeters from the sea.
The disappointed and angry yellow shadow wandered under the sea water, as if waiting for the next opportunity. Mu Xin lowered his head in a daze, and found that his waist was surrounded by a tight circle of dark red flesh, like
The long claws of a giant octopus.
The crimson strips of meat slowly retracted from the water, leading Mu Xin through the fog, revealing the rocks ahead - and the head of a meat worm that he had never thought was so cute.
"What's going on?" the crimson flesh worm hissed, "You don't want to live anymore?"
Mu Xin narrowly escaped death, his heartbeat was too fast for a moment, and he was speechless; his face turned pale, and he listened to the meat insect continue to say: "Thank you for meeting me, look at my reaction, how fast it is! You said
Then when you shout like a half-human being, I can tell it's you."
What it said was not excessive. The reaction of the Queen of Soul was indeed as fast as lightning. Before it could finish its sentence, it had already realized what it should do. Therefore, before the words could be finished, a flesh limb that was ejected hit the wooden limb.
Xin held firmly above the water.
"You, why are you here...?" He fell down on the rock, feeling his chest was burning with pain from his breathing. "Thankfully you came here, otherwise I really would have died."
He remembered that the Queen of Soul was holding the rock behind, still quite a distance away from him.
"What stupid words are you talking about?" The Queen of Soul put away its fleshy limbs, covering the tangled white tendons under the skin, and squirmed into the shape of a giant fleshworm. "It's you who came to me."
Mu Xin glanced at it blankly.
"What do you want me to do? Aren't you going to overdo it and let me jump rocks?" If the Queen of Soul had shoulders, she would definitely shrug her shoulders: "The fog is so thick, I still dance, so I have rested for a long time."
Did Mu Xin jump in the wrong direction? But he clearly rushed out towards Ji Shanqing's voice, and the Queen of Soul was several blocks away from him - Mu Xin suddenly stopped thinking and understood. It was precisely because of him and
The distance between the Queen of Souls was far more than a hundred meters, so he almost fell into the sea after jumping with all his strength.
"It seems that these mist can confuse the direction of the sound, so as to prevent the enemy from cooperating with the sound." He wiped his face with frustration, "I just heard Ji Shanqing call me sister."
"Lin Sanjiu is still alive?"
"I don't think so. I think she might be in trouble."
The big meat insect hung down its fleshy skin and made no sound.
Mu Xin sighed and stood up: "I have to go find Ji Shanqing... She is not an ordinary girl, but I can't leave her alone."
The Queen of Soul slowly tilted her head. It tilted so hard that half of her body was twisted around. She looked at Mu Xin closely, as if a sea anemone had just bloomed on his face. "What did you say?"
"I said I was going to help her. Since you can't maintain the number of rocks, you might as well go together."
The Queen of Soul straightened up - it did not have a "face" in the traditional sense, but in the different shades of fleshy red on its head, Mu Xin suspected that she saw a vague smile with unknown meaning. Of course, it might also be related to the fog.
"Ah, yes. Let's go together, let's go together... He is a girl, maybe he needs help."
Mu Xin looked at it and blinked, deciding not to investigate further. One person and one insect looked at each other tentatively for a while, and the big meat insect finally asked: "Is there a girl in the opposite camp?"
"Yes," Mu Xin responded, and then understood: "She still summoned the people from the mist. Do you want to wear her?"
"Nonsense. Is her hair long?"
"I don't know, she's wearing a hat."
The Queen of Soul smacked her lips longingly, "Anyway, I have no other choice but her."
Mu Xin wisely said nothing to this.
The fog was so thick that Hegel probably couldn't continue jumping. Mu Xin didn't know how much time he had before the next rock disappeared. He stood up and looked around, but the white fog seemed to be alive.
Time and again, deep and shallow, just in the blink of an eye, he no longer recognizes the direction he just looked at.
Where is the right place for people to go?
When traveling in a doomsday world, it is often difficult for non-visa officers to avoid falling into a paradoxical situation: if you want to go to a simple world, you have to go to a difficult world. Low-level doomsday and new doomsday are relatively easy, so evolution
They have the most visitors and the highest visa price; however, precisely because they are filled with evolvers from all worlds, everyone is searching and sweeping up all kinds of materials like locusts, so the harvest is the smallest. In this way, in theory, except for the visa officer,
Almost no one can reincarnate in a relaxing doomsday world forever - because one day, your supplies will not be enough to replace a D-class world visa.
Unfortunately, Mu Xin is now in this "not enough supplies" stage.
Because the Soul Queen's body is flexible and elastic, one person and one insect quickly made a plan to move forward: Mu Xin tied a thread to its tail, grabbed the thread with one hand, and hugged the tail of the big flesh insect with the other; the Soul Queen would pull
It grows its body and searches for the next reef on the sea surface ahead. When it grasps the new reef, the big meat insect can shrink its body over it just like before. Next, as long as Mu Xin jumps in the direction of the line
One hundred meters is enough.
There is no doubt that this way of traveling is slow and dangerous.
He and the Queen of Soul groped forward like blind men, testing the location of the next rock in the white mist bit by bit; but no one knew which direction they were going. Mu Xin was anxious and did not know how to recall
Many of them were useful at the moment, but he had already changed their visas and replaced them with other supplies: thermal energy detection devices, nose glasses that could smell biopheromones, and a few useful paper cranes for communication...
…
The Queen of Soul disappeared into the mist ahead, and the thin line connecting the two swayed slightly.
Mu Xin rubbed his sore muscles on his thighs, looked at the direction of the thin line, and jumped forward again; the milky white mist kept hitting his face, and kept separating in front of his eyes, and finally suddenly dispersed - he fell again
On the rocks.
This reef is literally overcrowded.
"It wasn't me who dangled it." The Queen of Soul now looked like a piece of hung bacon, hanging down from the hands of the man in a burqa without any resistance: "The person who dangled the thread was her.
…”
It... seems to have fallen into deep fear.
Mu Xin had never seen this meat insect truly afraid.
"Two," the man wrapped in the robe said, his voice still incomprehensible, low and hoarse. The man raised a hand and lifted the hood on his head, revealing his face underneath. "
Great, solve one more and we can win this game."
When Mu Xin stood frozen on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning, the Queen of Soul suddenly trembled, as if she was gripped by despair and couldn't control herself: "N, Lady Nuwa... I, I... please, Lin Sanjiu said
Pass……"
Nuwa?
Mu Xin had never heard of this name - but he knew the face.
As soon as the burqa fell down, her soft short blond hair suddenly lost its restraint and slipped from her ears, forming a beautiful arc on her bright red lips; the sea seemed to be reflected in her pupils,
It reflects a deep and light blue.
Even the traces of age left by the years cannot cover up her brilliance, just like a glass of aged red wine.
Mu Xin will never forget this face, even if he only saw this woman briefly once.
The memory of that day suddenly enveloped him like a tide, almost strangling his neck and making him unable to breathe. Mu Xin wanted to turn around and run away, but as soon as he took a step back, he forced himself to stop.
foot.
He himself didn't realize that he was breathing rapidly - every muscle in his body was trembling: "You, what are you talking about? This person's name is Nuwa?"
The woman let go of her hand, and the big meat insect fell to the ground with a splat, unable to carry it anymore.
"Isn't she called the Great Miko?"
The big meat insect was startled and raised its head tremblingly; but as soon as it glanced at the woman, it immediately gave way.
"This is Lady Nuwa..."
The woman under the burqa raised the corners of her mouth slightly. She made no move, but Mu Xin felt that she was ready to kill; at the same time, he also realized that he could not offer any effective resistance.
There are always those kinds of people in the world: you don’t have to waste your energy struggling to resist, you know you have no hope.
Despair like a mountain, like an abyss, sucked up all Mu Xin's desire to live like a sponge.
The big meat insect, like him, was slumped on the rock at the moment, looking equally unable to think of any resistance; Mu Xin's whole body seemed to be filled with lead, but he didn't expect that his life was only barely extended for a few minutes. In that woman's light
When Qing came over, he thought of Ji Shanqing bitterly. He didn't expect that we would have to die here together in the end, but maybe it would be better to die. He had long been tired of this endless apocalyptic world...
Meuchong called her Nuwa, he thought she was called the Great Witch, Ji Shanqing called her - and so on.
Ji Shanqing?
Just when the woman's shadow just enveloped him, Mu Xin understood immediately. He suddenly shook the thin thread in his hand, and when the thin thread happened to trip between the woman's footsteps, he jumped up and faced
She rushed over.
"Get up! This man is nobody, this is his ability!"
The Queen of Soul raised her "head" with tears in her nose and stared blankly at the two figures fighting in front of her.
"He has the ability to become the person you are most afraid of!" Mu Xin shouted again, panting.
He really felt that he was extremely lucky - God might have thought that he was not ready to flee yet. Otherwise, how could he suddenly realize that the person Ji Shanqing was most afraid of was Lin Sanjiu?
