Yin Hu ran desperately.
Her legs didn't seem to belong to her anymore, but it was different from her sister's "hands that didn't belong to her". She was almost completely unconscious and could only run away desperately. She knew that she succeeded, and the madwoman was chasing her, so she didn't dare to stay. She had lived in the abyss for so many years and had never exercised properly. Only last winter when Shui Wujun took her out of the house, her body was forced to move for more than half a year. At the beginning, my legs felt sore after walking for a short time and my eyesight turned black, but it gradually got better. Shui Wujun looks cold, but she is a gentle and good person. She always waits for her slowly and never rushes her.
Come to think of it, I have been away from home for almost a year.
Troubling thoughts danced in her mind as she walked. She couldn't feel the cold wind blowing on her face, nor did she feel the heat brought by exercise. She couldn't feel anything. She felt tired, but she was not physically tired for the time being, but felt tired in her heart. My heart is heavy, but my body is light and airy, as if if it weren't for this weight-like heart, my body would float to the sky. She is so much like a bird. It seems that if she is faster, she can fly high and escape to a place where no one can find her. If she could really turn into a bird, she thought, she would definitely not want to be a red bird. She wanted to make it golden, but it was too eye-catching. I'm afraid only the phoenix could have such brilliance. Maybe cyan is also good. Then, like Chang'e, she can rush to the Guanghan Palace where no one has set foot.
After all, Yin Quan has no wings and is just a mortal. With a snap, she suddenly tripped over the branch under her feet. She had left town long ago, and when she looked back she could only see the outlines of houses in front of her at night. Unfortunately, it was a downhill slope, and she rolled down immediately and couldn't stop. Withered grass and gravel hit her body as she rolled, and she had no time to feel the pain. She could only see the thin sky with stars flashing from time to time. At a certain moment, she suddenly lost her center of gravity and fell suddenly from somewhere.
Yes, falling.
She was clearly on a slope, how could she suddenly lose gravity? Could it be that there is a cliff below the slope? This is absolutely impossible, they didn't go up the mountain at all. The chanting phoenix fluttered in the air awkwardly, like a baby bird that had just been evicted from its nest on the cliff by its mother. If she couldn't learn to fly, all that awaited her would be to be shattered into pieces.
That moment of panic was stretched infinitely, and Yin Huan gradually realized a problem: If it were really a cliff or a fault, it would be too high. She forced herself to calm down, tried to move her eyes, and looked around to see if there was anything wrong. To her surprise, it was not completely dark. There is a subtle light effect around, like... an aurora? Of course, she had never seen what an aurora looked like. She had only heard in story books that there was such a colorful sky in the far north. But compared to the vivid fantasy described in the book, it seems to be less interesting here. Compared to that kind of skylight, the light here is more like passing through a layer of sparkling water waves, hazy and elegant.
But those twisted lines are undoubtedly grotesque. Yin Quan felt that he had been falling, but the lines had hardly changed. They exist independently in distant lands and cannot be touched no matter what. Just like the moon in the sky, it moves as people move. It is always static in people's eyes.
Her fear was somewhat dispelled by the spectacle. But before relaxing for too long, the environment changed again.
Suddenly she fell into the water.
Where does the water come from? Yin Huan didn't have time to think, he only felt his whole body trembled and was enveloped by the cold water. She tried to struggle, but she found that she no longer had the strength. I had been running too hard without caring about myself, but now, the pain in my legs finally came back. No matter how good a person is, there is no chance of survival in this situation.
Dying?
At this moment, she had no sense of survival. She had no strength at all and had no choice but to let herself sink. Her collar seemed to be steaming from the previous exercise, but this was in the water... maybe it was just an illusion. She raised her face and looked at the water surface rippling under the faint starlight, as if she was vaguely aware of what the "waves of light" were when she fell.
Before losing consciousness, the last thing she could think of was just such a thought.
In this way, Ling Huan will be fine for the time being.
It's not easy to say how to define the word "nothing". If it was just about saving a life, then Ling Hu did it. Zishu brought only bad news, but not that bad. Yin Huan was not caught by Xue Miyin, but they could not find Yin Huan's whereabouts. The loss of contact with her sisters was enough to make her sleepless and unable to even go out alone to look for clues. Maybe Yin Huan just hid, and when the wind passed, she would find it again.
In this way, the whereabouts of the two evil angels are very important. They may not necessarily cause trouble for Yin Quan, but Yin Quan's identity still has value. Although Chenxing said that Liangtan had been severely damaged, this did not mean that Miyin would not act alone to look for traces of Lingyu in this direction. And Chenxing seemed to be seriously injured - for their sake, Ling Huan couldn't ignore her when she was ill, exposed herself to danger, and failed Chenxing's efforts.
Although she didn't do it all for them.
"Magical weapons are very dangerous things. People who have tasted the sweetness will only want more."
It's late at night and they have nowhere to go, and even finding refuge in any house may cause trouble. They were hiding in an abandoned stable on the edge of town. This shabby place was not suitable for any of them. As for the two evil angels, they may have escaped, but since their tongues were seriously injured, they could not escape too far. Chen Xing also cannot move flexibly, so in fact, the distance between the two of them is still very close, and they still have to be wary of each other.
"What you said is..."
Ling Huan looked at Chen Xing. Her face, which was already a little sleepy, now had an extra layer of exhaustion. She was indeed tired, both physically and mentally. The battle with the Demonic Pestle had severely damaged her vitality, and her body was also severely injured. Unlike Liang Tongue, who suffered superficial injuries, although she seemed fine, her internal organs were probably seriously injured.
There was always some red coming out of the corners of her mouth from time to time. There should be no serious organ rupture, otherwise the vomited blood would not be so small. Ling Huan felt guilty and sad, and at the same time felt unfair about what happened to them.
"What do you want to ask?" Chenxing's pause became more obvious.
"You'd better rest..."
"What do you want to ask?"
Chenxing insisted on looking at her, and Linghua hesitated for a while. Chenxing's face was very poor, and her face was paler than before and looked colder than ever, which made her eyes even colder and more irresistible. Ling Huan couldn't help but shudder and asked hesitantly.
"You said that when people want to 'get more', do they want more power from the magic weapon, or... the magic weapon itself?"
"I guessed...your question."
She took a long, slow breath. If her breathing rhythm is too fast, she will also feel pain. Her voice was very low, but fortunately it was also quiet, allowing her and Zishu to hear what she said clearly.
Chenxing's answer to this question was vague, although she asked Lingyu to ask the question clearly. In fact, both types of people exist. Some people are not well compatible with a certain magic weapon and cannot exert its maximum power. This may be related to their own spiritual field. But once they know how powerful the magic weapon is, they will not stop chasing power. Humans are insatiable and always want more. When a treasure fails to satisfy their desires, their ambitions swell, and this ambition prompts them to look elsewhere.
Of course, most people won’t reach out. Although they are greedy for profit, they are still sober. In the final analysis, magical instruments are just tools. Except for the unusual characteristics of individual magical instruments, they do not have the evil nature to tempt people. People's greed often only remains at the ideological level and will not be implemented - because they will be afraid. Fear of failure, fear of losing control, fear of everything unknown. The root cause of fear lies in one's own inability.
However, it is hard to say about monsters like Two Tongues. To a certain extent, she is ambitious, capable, and has a partner who works well together. Chenxing knew that Liangtongue was essentially a demon. The tools that the demon tribe had always relied on were all demonic arts and had no martial arts. To a certain extent, the human part of her has exerted the power of the magic pestle, but that is ultimately limited. The purple-gold demon-subduing pestle is a creation of Asura. Although in the eyes of humans, Shura and Rakshasa are also defined as monsters, in essence, they are different - just because they are different from humans.
But weapons, in the final analysis, are forged for humanoids. Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that it is difficult for a monster to exert its full power.
It seems rare for Chenxing to talk so much, maybe she speaks too slowly. When she speaks, she always remains silent for a long time, pausing for a long time before she can continue. It was as if she knew she was about to fall asleep but couldn't wake up after falling asleep, so she forced herself to keep talking. By the time she basically explained it, the eastern sky had begun to whiten. Ling Huan and Zi Shu were not sleepy, they just listened silently, and no one interrupted.
It wasn't until she finished speaking seriously that She Zishu said:
"In other words, apart from Ling Yu's ghost hand, which may be what Wuyong wants, do they want to get other magic weapons themselves?"
"Otherwise, just based on personal hatred, they don't have enough reasons to... spend a lot of money."
Ling Quan was a little anxious: "B-But doesn't the book say that when the magic weapon is reunited, it will definitely cause chaos in the world?"
"Is the current world peaceful enough?"
"...But, isn't it just because of these things that the Yin family was raped by that adult——"
"Because of them, it is possible to restore the magic circle. The magic weapons are not activated simply by gathering together." Chenxing explained helplessly, "Although the magic circle is different from the one drawn by the monster who wanted to ascend to heaven. , it must be different. But in the final analysis, these things do not belong to the creation of this world, and no one can tell what changes will occur."
It's getting lighter again. Ling Hu looked at the slowly rising sun, and the dim light coming from the east gave Chenxing a warm color on his face.
Zishu asked her again: "Why did they choose Liulixin first? Is it because you... are easy to deal with?"
"Ha." Chenxing laughed without emotion, "Then they have learned the lesson now. But it is not such a superficial reason. I think they must have considered... what I said. Liulixin seems to be the most The stable, clearest and most flawless magical weapon. In addition to purifying the filth in the world, the Glazed Heart has many other functions. In my case, it is just a life-extending thing. Human life is precious, but human life is also despised. They are about , I just think it’s overkill.”
Ling Huan was speechless. She looked at Zishu, who had a stiff face and didn't know what he was thinking.
