"No, I have to get out of here."
Ye Qing could clearly feel that after the paper figures dissipated in the wind, the singing in the air became more sad and desolate, and more and more weird and gloomy.
Come and try it quickly. 】
Endless resentment and hatred spread out from those white paper lanterns, staining the world.
Just a hint of resentment and hatred made Ye Qing almost lose his mind.
Not daring to stay any longer, Ye Qing hurriedly stepped back.
But as soon as he turned around, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Ye Qing's forehead.
Behind him, a woman appeared at some point.
The woman was wearing a red wedding dress, with a red hijab on her head, and her white hands folded in front of her, looking quiet and elegant.
But Ye Qing only felt horrified, and the blood all over his body froze. In his perception, the woman in wedding clothes in front of him seemed to be the source of all the resentment and terror in this world. Endless resentment and endless hatred flowed from the body of the woman in wedding clothes. , scattered out, soared into the sky, interweaving all kinds of weirdness and terror between heaven and earth, as well as the ethereal singing voice.
At the same time, the paper figures that had turned into ashes regrouped, were reborn, and gathered behind him.
The next moment, the woman in wedding clothes raised her slender hand and curled her fingers towards him.
Then, Ye Qing was horrified to find that he walked towards the wedding woman uncontrollably.
It is obvious that the power in his body has not been imprisoned or sealed, and his consciousness is still there, but his body is out of control, and it is strange and inexplicable.
And every time he took a step, the paper figures behind him holding white paper lanterns also took a step forward. Their movements, amplitude, frequency, etc. were all exactly the same as his.
Not only that, as he slowly approached the woman in wedding clothes, Ye Qing felt that his body was gradually becoming stiffer, darker, and more fragile... He was slowly turning into a paper man, a burnt paper man.
They were just like the paper figures behind him.
When he walked three feet in front of the woman in the wedding dress, Ye Qing had become no different from those paper figures. He was holding a paper lantern, his eyes were dull, and his whole body was full of resentment and hatred.
At this moment, the woman in the wedding dress seemed to feel something. She turned around slowly and moved lightly.
The next moment, the woman in wedding dress disappeared.
But just a moment later, the darkness was like a lake, suddenly shaking violently, and a huge figure was filled with endless darkness.
That figure was clearly the woman in wedding clothes.
At this time, the wedding dress of the woman is flying like blood, and the red hijab covers the sky, dripping with endless resentment and hatred.
And those paper figures carrying lanterns, as if being summoned, all floated towards the woman in the wedding dress.
In the process of floating towards the woman in the wedding dress, the endless resentment and hatred hanging from the hijab poured into the bodies of the paper figures and the lanterns in their hands.
Then, I saw those paper figures getting bigger and bigger, and the lantern in their hands was flowing with endless pale white candlelight. Although the candlelight was pure and flawless, it was full of evil and filthy, twisting and wriggling, filthy people's hearts, making the paper figures look like demons and gods.
Immediately, the paper figures raised the lanterns in their hands, and the eerie white candlelight poured out like a torrent, polluting the world.
"Buzz..."
Just as the candlelight poured out, a silver moon slowly rose from the darkness.
The silver moon is holy and cold, and the moonlight is gentle and tender, forming a sharp contrast with the pale and dirty candlelight.
The next moment, candlelight poured down, and the silver moon slowly rose.
The candlelight poured out like a torrent, with great force and filth and evil;
The silver moon is as gentle as poetry and painting, neither slow nor slow, holy and pure.
For a moment, the moonlight and candlelight were of the same color, and the world seemed as far away as this moment.
However, under this dreamlike scenery, there is a confrontation between two terrifying forces.
The collision of the dirty and the clean is like a burning fire cooking oil;
When one evil and one good confront each other, it's like the sky and the earth are falling apart.
Just when the two forces were at a stalemate, an eye slowly appeared in the silver moon. Although the eye was tightly closed, it could be seen that it was a woman's eye, an extremely beautiful eye.
Immediately, the eyes slowly opened, and the entire silver moon shone brightly, with clear brilliance like a tide.
The moonlight is like frost, and the clear light is like tide. Wherever it reaches, it is like a torrent of candlelight, all frozen, and the sky is solidified.
The moment the world froze, a sword light broke through the darkness.
The sword light was bright, dividing the yin and yang and cutting the dawn, and the endless darkness was split into two in an instant.
Countless paper figures standing in the void, their heads rolled, turned into ashes.
The body of the woman in wedding clothes was chopped into two halves by the light of the sword.
"ah……"
The woman in the wedding dress let out a shrill scream, and her body, which was chopped into two halves, exploded with a bang, and the red air wave roared like a tide, sweeping across the sky.
The bright sword light was directly shattered by the air wave;
The holy silver moon is polluted by the air waves.
The next moment, the red air waves slowly spread out and condensed into a blood-red wedding dress.
The wedding dress is luxurious and mysterious, huge and covers the sky, exuding a majestic and terrifying aura.
Immediately, the sleeves of the wedding dress slowly hung down, and the wedding dress also slowly fell down, as if embracing the heaven and the earth.
As the wedding dress hugged her down, darkness gathered, and the world shrank, filling up between her sleeves.
Hold the heaven and earth with both sleeves, and put everything into my heart.
In the blink of an eye, the world changed its appearance silently. There was no darkness or filth anymore. There was only a wedding dress slowly floating in the air. The sleeves were folded on the chest, and the movements were gentle, as if hugging the lover or the lover.
But if you observe carefully, you will find that what is held in the arms of the wedding dress is neither a lover nor a lover, but infinite darkness, but a world.
In this dark world, there are silver moons rising and setting, and swords blazing across the sky, but they are still unable to break through the shackles and imprisonment of darkness.
"Huh...the two saints really think highly of me!"
Behind a rock dozens of feet away, a paper figure pressed against the rock and curled his lips.
The paper man was naturally Ye Qing.
He really didn't expect that in order to kill him, the people in West Kunlun actually sent out two saints. They were really determined to kill him!
Fortunately, he made a prompt decision and made arrangements, otherwise he might have been a turtle in the urn by now.
Yes, all of this now is Ye Qing's plan and arrangement in order to deal with the saint who is chasing him.
It was impossible to deal with the saint who was chasing him with his own strength. He could only kill with a borrowed knife.
Since he wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, the knife he borrows must be sharp and strong. Only in this way can he deal with the saint who is chasing him and create a chance for him to escape.
Of course, although Kunlun Ruins is dangerous, it is not easy to find monsters of the level of Void Mica.
Unexpectedly, he felt sleepy and came to his pillow. Just when he was thinking about where to find the powerful and terrifying monster, Yipo gave him a surprise.
The terrifying darkness and the married woman in the darkness can not only trap Yipo who is carrying an ancient weapon, but also make him feel more dangerous and terrifying than the Void Mica. It is undoubtedly the best choice.
As long as he managed to get the married woman in the darkness to fight with the saint who was chasing him, he would have a chance to escape from the saint's pursuit.
At the same time, a poor person can also take advantage of the opportunity to get out of poverty, which can be said to be a multi-purpose achievement.
