Something flew from the darkness, but Han Chang and the others had no time to pay attention. Because this voice was so familiar to him - several people turned their heads to look into the darkness at the same time, and the outline of a woman was vaguely visible. It was a woman with dignified steps, with long gray hair of even color, like sea foam in the moonlight. When you get closer, the swaying light clearly reflects the silver waves of the white skirt. The weather was getting colder after all, so she wore an extra layer of dark blue blouse than before, like a cut sea wave hanging on her body.
"You, you are -" Ling Huan looked at her blankly.
"Mrs. Jiaomo...!" Wenying exclaimed.
On the other side, Tao Zhu ignored the visitor and focused on the object thrown by Jiao Mo. Just as she jumped, Han Zhang suddenly shot a ball of fire towards Tao Ji. This was the blue flame called Shiranui. At the moment when Tao Zhu was distracted, it firmly photographed Tao Ji. The moment the flame touched him, it immediately spread along the flammable fabric and burned. He burned quietly like this, letting the flames dance on his skin but not moving at all.
It was as if he had accepted the outcome of destruction with peace of mind.
"Ah, ah...ah--!"
Tao Zhu was shaking crazily.
Only then did the others realize what she was holding: a severed human arm. No, it's more like a dead, stiff arm than a human being. Isn't that part of the chopped off pottery trace? How could it be in Jiao Mo's hand, and why and how did Jiao Mo get here?
Until these questions can be answered, it may be easier to understand Tao Zhu's unusual behavior.
Is this considered to be a big sacrifice for a small one? I'm afraid this momentary flaw has made everything a foregone conclusion. Tao Zhu must be regretting this. But she still held her forearm with such force that her veins popped out. She didn't even think of trying to control him, but ran towards him desperately. At this moment, Wenjiu and Jiyuejun, in the same rhythm, controlled Ruyuejun to hug her waist tightly from the side, preventing her from rushing forward.
Once she gets caught in this fire, she will definitely not be able to get rid of it. Wenying immediately came to his senses and set a freezing spell at the feet of the burning pottery traces to firmly fix him in place. Such ice would not melt in Shiranui. But Tao Zhu didn't seem to have any intention of controlling it to attack a few people. He just struggled wildly like a loser, trying to get rid of Lord Ruyue's restraints.
"Let go, let go of me - ah! My, my... this is me... ah!!"
Her voice was almost crazy. If she had used 60% of her strength to fight Han Zhang and Wenying before, this twisted cry must have used 100% of her strength. The loss of her brother made her fighting spirit disappear, like ashes burned by fire and blown away by the wild wind. Not to mention the possibility of rekindling, there is not even a trace. She just cried helplessly, hoarse at the top of her lungs, and her spring-like tears threatened to extinguish the flames in front of her eyes. But the teardrops just sank silently into the red sand, not even making a ripple.
"Why? Why? Ah ah ah, cough, cough ah ah ah why why why..."
It was too harsh... but at the same time, the screams were so heavy that no one present had the strength to raise their hands to cover their aching ears. It contains a special kind of appeal, like unbearable and sincere music, spreading uneasiness and defeat into everyone's heart, along with the bitterness of tears.
"This is what Kanna-kun gave me." Jiaomo said before anyone else could ask, "After I separated from you, I embarked on a journey alone again. During this period, Wuyonglan never caused any trouble for me. I realized that maybe I was not his target. At least, he had given up on me. And not long ago, I met Kanna-kun again. He gave me such a thing, and... told me how to pass through the corruption of resentment. The knife mark, in turn, traces the direction of the blade. He talked about a day, and then told me that everything was arranged by Guixiangu. At that time, I had a premonition that I would meet you again, but now it seems..."
As he spoke, Jiao Mo turned to look at Ling Huan and muttered softly:
"It's so similar..."
He clearly said the same thing as Wen Jiu, but Ling Huan felt a little moved, which was very different from the cold feeling in his heart not long ago. But Tao Zhu was still whining, but she stopped struggling, probably because she had exhausted all her strength. Wen Jiu and Ji Yuejun, who were blocking her, probably tried their best to prevent her from doing something stupid. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 437: Lost and lost
Han Shang asked Lord Jiyue, "Why did you save her? It would be better for a monster like this to just die like this. I originally wanted to attack her directly, but the angle of view just now only allowed me to hit the body."
"I won't advise you to act recklessly." Mr. Jiyue shook his head and said, "Although the hope is slim, there is still a possibility of asking for important information."
Han Zhang sighed heavily, and walked forward with Wenying to Tao Zhu's side. There were traces of pottery less than a foot away in front of her. He was still burning, his skin and clothes had been completely damaged, and there was an indescribable stench in the air. The fox brothers and sisters, who had a keen sense of smell, couldn't help but cover their noses. Only Tao Zhu stayed there. The corpse no longer had a human shape. If the ice that bound him hadn't held him firmly in place, he would have collapsed by now.
But Tao Zhu was completely broken, and there was only the blue flame in her eyes. There is no light, only fire. .
Wen Jiu stood far away, neither speaking nor approaching, nor playing his instrument. The brother and sister saw that he had no intention of coming over, and did not intend to communicate with him further. They just came to the banshee.
"You have no way out. If you admit defeat and tell Wuyonglan's conspiracy, we will leave you to Liudao Wuchang. Naturally, we will not let you go, but they should handle it properly. If you want me to say , now I can’t wait to put you to death on the spot.”
Han Zhang's tone was not polite, but Tao Zhu seemed not to hear him. It was as if her soul was gone, leaving only an empty body kneeling on the sand. There was no way to continue like this. Wenying tried to reach out her hand and said to her:
"Get up..."
She couldn't be as bad as Han Zhang. Even though she could be considered a occasionally aggressive girl, she couldn't understand it when she thought that everything Tao Zhu did was because of her brother - even though she didn't agree with the method. Because she believed that Han Chang would never allow herself to fall into such a ridiculous state, let alone Wenying do such a stupid thing for a dead person.
Tao Zhu's eyes finally slowly moved towards her, but he did not respond to the outstretched hand. She grabbed a handful of sand hard, and the sand that spilled out from between her fingers looked like it was mixed with blood. It's just that her eyes have long lost their hostility. It's better to say that all emotions have escaped from this body. All she has are empty eyes, empty thoughts, and an empty body.
"Don't touch her." Han Chang was a little dissatisfied. Of course, he was mainly worried that she would be attacked.
Wenying retracted her hand regretfully, but did not straighten up. She doesn't want to feel condescending and scrutinizing, which makes her uncomfortable. But Tao Zhu still just looked at her from below with his lifeless eyes, not staring at her, just looking lightly.
"So jealous."
She finally spoke.
"So jealous."
"So jealous."
"so envious."
"So jealous."
"I'm so resentful."
"I hate it so much."
"so envious."
She just muttered the words, over and over again. She gathered her arms stiffly and slowly, hugging the amputated arm tightly in her arms, her bent body curled up like a child in her mother's belly.
"Why...I don't want it. I don't want to see it, I don't want it. It's so bright, so dazzling. Don't--uh!"
As she said this, she suddenly had a convulsion. As her body trembled, a trace of water spread from under her body. But the two immediately realized that it was not water or tears, but blood. The blood melted into the red sand, and no clues could be seen. Only the strong smell of blood reminded the two of them what the traces were.
Two eyes appeared in their field of vision.
Wenying suddenly covered her mouth. She wasn't feeling sick, but she was whimpering. Han Chang also froze on the spot, a little at a loss. Wouldn't this guy rather dig out his eyes than see his brother like this, or see the light of condemnation?
The belatedly arrived Bai Skeleton Master came from the side.
"Are you all here?"
His tone was calm and gentle, as if he was not surprised at all by the appearance of warm wine and bright foam. Wenjiu said calmly:
"Should I say that I am worthy of being the Master of Hundred Skeletons? I have seen the current situation through that smoke screen."
"Who knows."
Shi Wuqi didn't pay much attention. He stepped over the broken dolls (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 437: Lost and lost
With his limbs broken off, he walked straight to Tao Zhu. Even without her eyes, she could still tell who it was from the voice. She slowly raised her head, staring at Shi Wuqi with two dark blood holes. She said with trembling lips:
"Please, Master Baishu... grant my wish. For the last time, I beg you..."
"Back off." Shi Wuqi said to the two of them.
The two of them took a few steps back, and Shi Wuqi raised his two fingers. In the blink of an eye, the sand beneath Tao Zhu suddenly burst into flames. The fire was so bright red, like the ground itself, like cinnabar, like the fire that brought forth hell.
Tao Zhu, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his upper body and held Tao Ji's remaining arm tightly in his arms. Her eyelids could not be closed, but she still nuzzled the palm of the corpse with her face intoxicatedly, like a cat or dog asking for a pet. The red flame burned her body, but it didn't seem to cause any pain. From her vague smile, several people actually saw a hint of sweetness.
"It's so warm, so happy. It's great...that's it, just...thank you, thank you..."
She melted into the blazing flames along with her smile. The two lights on the sand flattened out until they were completely extinguished.
"Perhaps after she is cleansed of her sins from the fire of hell, she can be her brother's sister one day when she is reincarnated as a human being." Wenjiu said calmly, "If you have this opportunity, I hope you will take more care of her." It's hateful and pitiful. At least her love for her brother was real from beginning to end."
Lord Jiyue said: "If such a day comes, there is no need for you to say more."
As he approached the warm wine, he commented like this:
"The love of this evil angel is both pure and filthy, at least without impurities. It is a gloomy and dark thing that transcends family affection, is deeper and more dignified than love, is stronger and longer than friendship. To be honest, I'm envious that I even had more than one possibility within my reach. But..."
The brother and sister stared at him closely.
Chapter 437: Lost and lost
