Sakimeniro burst out laughing.
It's hard to judge the meaning of this smile. Perhaps you need to combine it with his expression to guess his mood. But even without the mask, his expression was unreadable. As for the means of attack, two extreme auras were born in one person, Qingnv. But when they merged again, the power that burst out could be annihilated along with the barrier if it were equally distributed to the entire town.
Unstable energy rushes everywhere like vibrating strings or escaping fragments of light, and the world is dyed in strange colors. The black sky turned crimson, and the thick clouds were like blurred flesh and blood. The earth trembled slightly, and waves of disorderly ripples appeared in the windless pond. The flowers are all in bloom, perhaps mistakenly thinking that it is daytime. The lotus leaves also swayed slightly, showing a black silhouette, as if countless hands reaching out for help in the swamp.
The young girl's long hair and clothes were spread out in all directions, like some unheard-of monster, with its teeth and claws. Each hair seems to have its own consciousness, showing its existence majestically. The two approaching forces eclipsed everything else.
But all this was interrupted by the sudden shout.
Qingnv's movements were completely frozen, and all the light dimmed in an instant. Everything seemed to be swept away by an invisible flood, one after another. Regardless of cold or heat, ice or fire, all were extinguished after this sudden sound. The scenery surrounding them has faded away from the color that did not belong to them, like the coast at low tide, revealing a flat and vast beach that is so barren and desolate.
"Why... why did you come here?"
she asked without looking back.
Sakimeniro let out a few more terrifying sneers, which then exploded into a broken, unabashed mockery. Qingnu stopped moving, as if she was thinking or in a daze.
"and who are you?!"
Mu Wan took two steps forward and looked directly at that terrifying face. But it was too dark and she couldn't see clearly. She just felt like a stranger who shouldn't be here. Even though the man was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up, he still stretched out his hand and put the mask back on his face, while still retreating slowly.
"The Laughing Wolf?!"
She didn't have time to ask why, but her instinct already made her take steps to try to catch up. The Laughing Wolf hunched its back, retreated like a wild wolf that had sneaked into the sheepfold and successfully poached, and quickly escaped. But Mu Wan was stopped by Qingnv, and she said lightly that there was no need to chase.
"I still... can't sleep." She explained, "I feel very uneasy. When I wasn't asleep, I felt something was wrong. Even breathing felt itchy, so I got up and went out for a walk. There was no one on the street, but I After walking a few steps, the sky changed color. I guessed something had happened and rushed here. He is the assassin of Zuo Zhenmen, why are you here? You must not be injured, right? What was... just now? When I got a little closer, I felt an indescribable sense of oppression, as if I was being submerged in water."
Qingnv raised her hand and looked at her wrist. The lines on it had receded, and she sighed heavily. Perhaps she had just suppressed the energy that was about to explode and suffered internal injuries. Mu Wan was a little afraid to speak, vaguely feeling that it was her fault. She tentatively stretched out her hand and gently put it on Qingnv's shoulder.
She turned back slowly, her tone becoming extremely relaxed.
"There's nothing wrong with me. I just... need some strength, and I'll be fine after a while. You should go to bed quickly, tomorrow morning..."
Mu Wan's face turned a little pale, and Qingnu noticed it. She felt her hand on her shoulder was stiff and quickly pulled it away as if she had been burned. Not just his face, but his expression - first confused, then doubtful, as if he wanted to be sure of something. She soon became sure, and her emotions were replaced by shock, mixed with unspeakable panic.
More anger.
Humans are probably really interesting and wonderful creatures, able to embody such a variety of expressions on one face at the same time. But Qingnv didn't have time to express her feelings. She seemed to realize something and tentatively touched her face. Compared with before, the outline of the face has not changed much, but the fingertips are keenly aware of the excessive temperature difference, also on the same face.
The demonic lines on his face still remain. What's more important is that the lotus-shaped flower is clearly placed between her eyebrows, like a burning fire in the night. Several bleeding-like traces dripped from it, and the flickering lines were so eye-catching.
"Who are you……?"
She seemed to understand.
To her, the explanation was too pale and meaningless. She crossed her arms almost without thinking and showed a practiced smile. This smile is different from before...at least not entirely. Under the gradually indifferent lines, a cynical face spoke very harsh words.
"Well...who am I?"
It's a male voice.
Mu Wan felt a cold feeling on his back, and it was very sudden, as if he suddenly fell naked into the snow or ice, and hit the back of his head with a stone. The sky and earth were obviously pitch black, but her eyes were filled with white light. Even though it should be night now, even though she was so hit by the facts, Mu Wan knew deep down in her heart that she was very awake, sober that she couldn't be more awake.
She would no longer doubt anyone's motives as tentatively as before, no. She was absolutely sure who the person in front of her was. She is simply too familiar, so familiar that I want to vomit. Then there was a real soreness in my throat. She didn't know whether it was her trachea or esophagus, but she just felt that her throat was blocked, sour and astringent that she couldn't speak. My breathing became heavier and I felt nauseated, but my legs were so frozen that I couldn't walk even one step when they were stuck on the ground.
The thought of the day's events made her feel sick to her core.
The gentle smile, the soft words, the sound of the piano, the stories, the fragrance, the tricks, everything is covered with a thick gauze of purpose. No, it's not gauze, it's water-soaked satin, heavy and damp, tightly wrapped around everything in my memory, tied with a stone, and sinking into the bottomless sea of suffering.
"Are you, you...you--" Mu Wan put one hand on her temple, a little unsteady, "You lied to me..."
The voice has already changed its tone, and even those who are familiar with it cannot recognize it. The tone was mixed with complaints, anger, unwillingness, and a hint of implicit regret. But she didn't want to admit it, and she would never admit it. It was like a broken dream, disillusionment of hope, defeating all "good" things in an instant, and then pouring those sharp residues into her mouth, brain, and heart.
We didn’t expect the dependence we built to be indestructible, but lies could easily shatter the precarious trust. She actually told her so much about her mortal enemy as if she were a relative.
That back, that long hair, those nails, that lotus flower... She obviously had countless opportunities to discover it.
So stupid, really, so stupid. She cursed herself silently.
The tears were blocked, and the heart was bleeding.
"I did not lie to you."
Lord Xueyue was surprisingly calm, so calm that it was shocking.
"Those stories?" Mu Wan shook his head, "Those words, all that, which ones are true? You tell me? Ah? You didn't lie to me, but you told me? You don't think I'm still afraid of you now, do you? ? Do you think I will run away? Tell you that I am not afraid. Really, I am not afraid of anything. What else do you want to say? What else do you want to do? What else do you want to do? Just come, come?!"
"Calm down." He said, "I have never lied to you. Qingnv is me, and Chang Ye is me. Nothing I said to you in Qinglian Town is false. You can not believe it, you can question it, but you are now His emotions... to be honest, I don’t understand. After all, even my words of taking you out safely after dawn came from my sincerity."
"Heart?" Mu Wan asked, "It's so funny. Do monsters have a heart? Yes, you are just a monster. What do you know? What I said last night, you thought I was playing the piano to a cow after drinking too much. How dare I expect you to understand? You don't Thank God for laughing in my face."
"I don't understand. I never deny that there are many things I don't understand - I just don't bother to understand them."
He raised his face slightly, and the contempt and teasing returned to him, and the previous feminine femininity was gone. An inexplicable anger burst out, not threatening, but arrogant and fierce.
"People always... have to pay the price for their own stupidity." Mu Wan held his face in self-mockery and took out an umbrella with one hand, "Even if I... die with you today, it is better than living in shame."
"Really? You think so?" Lord Xueyue raised his eyebrows, "With your current appearance, you can't even touch me. What's more, in a large area inside and outside Qinglian Town, there are strong feelings towards pure monsters. Suppress, especially the shikigami bound by the contract. You couldn't summon the tengu at the beginning, right? The same goes for other shikigami, so don't waste your efforts."
"I'll fight you, really... it's just me. I'll have a good fight with you..."
Mu Wan didn't know where he got the courage. Perhaps it’s because he feels that everything doesn’t matter anymore, that he has a desperate, gambler-like madness. After saying these words, she herself felt incredible, but she had no intention of withdrawing.
"Are you crazy?" Lord Xueyue frowned, mockery and worry appeared on his face at the same time, "That's it? Here? My territory, fighting me? Forget it, you'd better save your energy, It would be more cost-effective to go and fight to the death with Tang He who killed your senior sister. I really didn’t expect you to appear here. I thought you were with Lin Shanhai and the others. Maybe the person named Tang has found them... Fortunately, I still contacted them. Death Shadow Pavilion is such a waste of time."
Mu Wan came closer, but he didn't rush towards him, he just walked away. The pace is neither steady nor weak, and there is a sense of confusion flowing in the firmness. After walking for a while, she quickened her pace, holding the umbrella handle and slashing with luck.
A white light flashed and she ejected without seeing anything clearly. Her back fell against the wall, and her vision blurred. In her blurred vision, she vaguely saw that Lord Kutsutsuki was holding a sharp ice sword in his hand, which was probably condensed at the moment she slashed it. The sword was also very sharp, leaving her with no time to react. Not to mention now, even my usual mental state may be helpless.
She just wasn't willing to give in. More humiliation than hatred. But she knew better than anyone that she had asked for it.
"I don't believe your nonsense..."
Mu Wan planted the umbrella on the ground and stood up like a crutch.
He raised the ice sword and stroked the blade with his other finger. Blue flames burned on the ice. He looked it over and shook his head.
"Forget it, I'm not begging you to believe me. If you insist on fighting me, I won't refuse, let alone show mercy - after all, your story is very exciting, but I'm... not interested anymore Now. Well, I’m still not used to using a sword—I don’t know how, and I don’t want to learn.”
Mu Wan looked at him with dead eyes.
