His face was extremely close to Shi Yingxue, and Shi Yingxue could see the unwillingness surging in his pure golden eyes.
And he suddenly let go of his hand and took a step back, raising his long golden hair as fluffy as seaweed very coquettishly: "Do you remember my peerless appearance?"
"..."
How do you answer this?!
Fu Yi saw Shi Yingxue looking at a loss, and finally couldn't help laughing a few times: "Living people are still interesting!"
Shi Yingxue could tell from the few words Fu Yi said about himself that he must have stayed here for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't be so familiar with everything here, as if it was his own home.
Home......
But if it were his family, why would his eyes be so unwilling, so sad and lifeless?
I'm afraid this is not his home, but his...
nest.
Or, a prison.
Fu Yi's eyes were very indifferent, but when he glanced at her, Yingxue knew what she was thinking.
So after he backed away, he couldn't help but tugged Shi Yingxue's face: "Why do you think so much? You still think you are not bald enough?"
When Shi Yingxue heard the word "bald", she found it a bit unbearable. The constant chill on the back of her head was already a little too much for her to accept. If she kept reminding her that she was bald, she might run away.
But Fuyi grabbed Shi Yingxue's hand and pulled her into the darkness like thick ink.
When the darkness passed Yingxue's eyes, she heard Fu Yi sigh: "You must remember me, no one in this world remembers me."
"What?"
When the darkness covered both ears, it was like water, squeezing the ear shells into pieces. It was very difficult for Shi Yingxue to hear the first sentence he said, "You must remember me," but the second sentence was swaying, and she couldn't hear anything.
Cleared.
Frankly speaking, Fu Yi was indeed a kind of person that Shi Yingxue had never come into contact with. He had a weird personality and a vicious tongue, which made people angry as soon as they got to know him.
But he was surprisingly not annoying. Shi Yingxue could probably see what kind of gentle heart he had hidden under his harsh, prickly appearance.
The food that was given to her, and the soul-inducing lamp, Fu Yi was actually not as bad as he seemed on the surface.
This darkness was like substance. If Fu Yi hadn't pulled her, it would have been difficult for her to get out on her own.
But Shi Yingxue could soon feel that Fu Yi's hand was gradually no longer there.
The steady force pulling her forward had gradually disappeared.
At that moment when her power was completely gone and Shi Yingxue was left alone, she felt the darkness in front of her recede like a tide.
There is no longer the rancid smell of biogas in the nose, but there is an amazing light fragrance of borneol.
She adjusted to the light a little, looked around, and was almost speechless in shock.
This was obviously a huge cave that was dug manually. There was nothing around it, but there were spells written in blood that Shi Yingxue couldn't understand.
Too much time has passed, and the spells written in blood have peeled off a lot and are mottled.
The surrounding area was extremely tidy, except for something similar to an embroidery shed at the farthest point that Shi Yingxue could see.
Shi Yingxue couldn't help but walked over to take a look, but found that it was not an embroidery booth at all. What was supported on it by a machine was not silk, but a complete human skin.
It's just like when he was still alive, but he no longer has a human form, leaving only an immortal skin of beauty, but his soul has gone nowhere.
Shi Yingxue finally understood why Fu Yi wanted her to remember his face.
Although this human skin is lifeless, it looks exactly like Fu Yi.
he......
At this time, the wind blew from no one knew where, and the human skin was suddenly blown up, passed by Shi Yingxue, and flew behind her.
Shi Yingxue turned her head away from it and her pupils shrank sharply.
In the distance is the center of the cave, where her back was turned when she first entered. There is a giant dragon, which is as thick as the mountain-zhen stone tablet at the entrance of Yunlangdao Mountain.
And Fu Yi's skin fell on the dragon's claws.
Shi Yingxue could see the blood and tears like golden paint slowly flowing out from the half-closed longan, and falling on the skin drop by drop.
It didn't look as majestic and domineering as a dragon should at all. The entire dragon was tightly tied to a pillar made of unknown material by several chains, and gold-like blood flowed down drop by drop along the chains.
All the dragon scales on its body were gone, it was bare and frightening.
Fu Yi...
He is indeed the real dragon in the dragon cave.
A piece of gravel fell from the other hanging dragon claw. Shi Yingxue used the hair tie as a hook to quickly grab it back from the air.
This was a clear stone. When it first fell into Shi Yingxue's hands, the scene of her talking to Fu Yi flashed before her eyes.
Finally, there was a slight sigh in the ear, and the frivolous and annoying question: "Am I good-looking?"
There was an aura of soul escaping from this stone. Shi Yingxue did some research and found that it was a Phoenix Blood Stone that temporarily transferred memories.
He stayed like this for the rest of his life, a soul that had not entered reincarnation at all, and only residual mana, using the phoenix blood stone as a medium, consuming his soul that was lost every time he used it, communicating painfully and hopelessly with everyone who came in.
?
There were no lights around, and in the entire dragon cave there was only a Bagua-shaped hole in the wall above Fu Yi's head, and the entrance was sealed with colored glass.
As a result, neither the snow outside nor the pale sunlight penetrated through, and only the colorful light dyed by colored glass fragments fell on the lifeless dragon below.
The colorful light formed a huge contrast with the lifeless dragon. It seemed that all the sounds in my ears were no longer important, only the sound of blood flowing down the chain drop by drop became louder and louder.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
It's like a knock on the heart.
Shi Yingxue looked up at it, and for a moment she seemed to be able to imagine how heroic such a dragon would be in ancient times. Its breath would move the heaven and earth, and it would swallow up and give birth to Kyushu.
But he ended up in this situation.
If this is a ripple...
Shi Yingxue almost didn't dare to think about it.
A dragon had its dragon scales chopped off while it was still alive. How despairing would that be?
What's more, it is said that it has not died yet, and there is still a remnant soul left here, so the body has not decayed yet. It maintains its own life under a certain kind of power, but it can only linger and cannot escape.
Fuyi... the appearance of the arrogant and venomous young man just now appeared in front of her eyes. For a moment, his lips and tongue were stagnant, leaving her speechless.