"I'm very pleased that you are so smart. Hahahahaha..."
"You are so disgusting." He said bluntly.
Ling Huan couldn't bear it any longer. She shouted a little uncontrollably:
"What on earth is going on?! You, what are you talking about? Could it be that that person is... Why do you have to... How can you-"
Her face was pale and seemed to glow even in the dim dusk. Her hands and feet were cold, and she couldn't stop shivering, but it wasn't because of how cold it was here. She Ji said in an indifferent tone:
"Ah, who do I think you are? If you don't say anything, I will forget that you are there."
"I was a little scared at the time." He said maliciously, "Wasn't that woman killed by me? When I saw you for the first time, I thought I saw a ghost, but soon The smell is different when I react. If this woman hadn't said it would be useful to keep you, I really couldn't help but want to share this good news with you as soon as possible."
"That's what I'm afraid of. What if this kid regrets it? I can't find a place by myself."
???????????????Ye Xuici sighed, with a latent regret between his brows, and he didn't know who it was for. Every monster looks like a human being, and their frivolous attitude makes Ling Huan feel sick to his stomach. She has completely understood that monsters and humans are completely different. This kind of indifference makes people feel more slighted than direct intimidation and threats. They don't take small humans seriously at all. To them, humans are just domestic animals, just tools, nothing more.
These guys, especially the two who were once humans, cannot be taken lightly - but now it may be too late. She felt that she was too naive. After spending a long time with Han Sheng and the others, she had forgotten the bloody stories about monsters and monsters in the story books.
"If that mute body no longer has a soul, loses all activity, and is buried, it will never be used again. The young master doesn't know this, right? But for you, her death is revenge. It's just that she deliberately sought death - maybe she realized that Yingyue Jun was not trustworthy, so she did it. But fortunately, Shui Wujun temporarily placed the body in the underworld, so that it could be preserved. In this way, it would be a good thing for others. It provided an opportunity to turn against the guest. So... I stole the body."
"It's really yours." She exclaimed.
Ling Hu felt that the world suddenly became quiet. The voices of people and the sound of wind disappeared. So Yin Huan is dead...killed by bad words, but it sounds like she "asked for it" again. With the help of fragmented information, the truth of the matter was pieced together in Ling Huan's mind. She only felt angry, but there was nothing she could do. Those who deceive oneself, those who take advantage of oneself, and those who kill loved ones are standing in front of oneself. But she was alone, unable to protect herself, and full of grief and anger.
"She is now hidden in a place that only I know. I will truthfully tell Yingyue-kun my arrangements. After all, I don't fully trust Yingyue-kun. After all, she has done many bad things... On the contrary, I I feel that Satsuki-kun is kind and can discuss everything. That’s why I am so direct and not secretive. I just want to have a frank chat and ask questions. Can you please lead the way for me?"
"Oh, that's a good idea, but I don't know if she has the leisure..."
She Ji's expression suddenly changed. He noticed that something was attracting his eyes. Following his gaze, a small scorpion crawled to his feet. He stopped talking, squatted down slowly, frowned, and looked at it with surprised eyes. He stretched out his hand, and the scorpion climbed up, waving its pincers in an unknown gesture. Before anyone could figure it out, they all heard a rustling sound not far away, and it became increasingly clear.
A mighty swarm of scorpions is crawling over here.
She Ji's face turned livid. He immediately said sternly to Ye Xuici:
"Follow me - just pretend that you are still a member of Death Shadow Pavilion."
"...?"
Ye Xuici didn't understand what kind of signal the scorpions on the ground conveyed. Maybe it had something to do with the banshee. It could be seen from She Ji's eyes that something bad might have happened. He grabbed Wu Kuu's hand and dragged him back, causing the young master to curse immediately. Without looking back, he stretched out his hand and motioned for Ye Xuici to follow him, and she walked over. Seeing that the entrance to the barrier was about to close, Ling Huan was anxious and rushed in with a quick stride.
"etc!"
Bad things happen. A strong force grabbed Ling Yu. She turned around and found that her right arm was firmly sealed by the entrance. ???????????????There seemed to be a transparent mouth in the air, biting her hand and refusing to let go. She didn't feel any pain, maybe because she was too panicked and temporarily ignored the pain. But no matter how hard she tried, her legs just stayed in place. The shoes left two deep ravines in the ground, filled with despair. Although he broke in at the last minute, it seemed that the timing was not chosen right - it was too late.
Ye Xuici turned around. She only glanced at him for a few times before showing a rather regretful expression. She didn't know if she was putting on a show.
"There's nothing I can do, not even the fragments can open it. It's the shadow barrier that senses that you have a part of it in your body, so it's eager to get it back. I can't help you, I can only go so far - Just wish yourself well."
After saying that, she caught up with She Ji's back with brisk steps, her feet nimbly avoiding the poisonous scorpions on the ground. Ling Hu was left alone, with no choice. The monster that could hurt her has left, and no one even paid attention to her from beginning to end. But the current situation is by no means safer than before.
"no, do not want!!"
Ling Huan screamed until her voice broke, but no one responded to her. She felt more pain than she had ever felt before. No matter how much she moved her arms, she couldn't feel its presence. Even if you are separated by a barrier, your hands will remain in the outside world, right? If the arm had been cut off directly, she should have seen blood, but there was no blood, let alone pain. But no matter how she waved, she couldn't feel the air flow. She truly felt nothing - it was like the arm no longer existed. Even if she pulled hard, she would feel pain, but it would only be the remaining part of her arm.
The scorpions were just testing her feet out of curiosity. Although they haven't shown any signs of aggression yet, the eagles are almost completely collapsed. She had been lied to, taken advantage of, and left behind. Not only did he not see the person he wanted to see, but his life may have to be handed down here - and he also learned about the death of his loved ones before he died. This was the darkest day of her life. When she was alone in the past, even if she was kidnapped or fell into a false fantasy, she survived. But this time it was different. This was all caused by herself. She was so stupid that she was deceived by the monster.
But doesn’t she know that after her sister’s death, just living with useless expectations is what she wants? Although she would think angrily that she might as well not know anything about it, deep down she still pursued the truth. If what those monsters said was true, then Yin Huan's death was her own choice. This indeed seems to be something her personality can do... She would rather die together than let her body and image be used by bad people, and let her important people be deceived, used, and hurt.
Yet things always seem to get worse.
Tears had covered her cheeks, and she was unaware of them until they fell to the ground, leaving mottled water stains. But she didn't bother to wipe it, because she found that a small black shadow was spreading upwards along the broken part of her arm. She was horrified to scratch but found that the blackened part was no longer even tactile. Although it spread slowly, she felt an unspeakable fear. She understood that the shadow had begun to erode her body across the board, and what she had been worried about in the past finally happened, and at this juncture.
She doesn't want to wait to die.
It wasn't that she was unprepared... She slowly reached into her lapel and took out a dagger from her arms - it was once part of the Demon-Sealing Blade. After she used this thing to destroy Wanguishi, she kept it with her until she returned home. It was originally taken on the road for self-defense in case Ye Xuici suddenly changed his mind. But when she realized it was time to resist, she no longer had any advantage in numbers and weapons were meaningless. Doing so is equivalent to handing a knife to the enemy. But when she was the only one left, maybe this knife still had its uses. She even noticed that when the dagger appeared, all the scorpions on the ground raised their pincers and took a few steps back almost at the same time, as if they sensed some kind of threat.
She picked up the dagger, untied the cloth strips wrapped around it with her teeth, and traced the cross section of her arm with the tip of the knife. But, but it must hurt, right? But thinking about it again, Yin Quan, who was killed by the long sword - wouldn't she be in pain at that moment? Compared to her who lost her life, what does her "little" pain mean? She held up the knife and tested around the shadow, constantly encouraging herself to deepen her strength. She unexpectedly discovered that even though the tip of the knife was submerged in the shadow of the section, it didn't cut anything.
How could this happen... She gritted her teeth and tried to cut the blade completely into the shadow of the section. The knife slipped through the air, and she felt no pain. She could even feel a wall-like obstacle in the air on the other side. But this black part of the arm does not have a physical body, and it cannot be completely separated from itself. This knife just seemed to cut through the wind. She reluctantly realized that this part had been completely transformed into a shadow, and no matter how much she cut it, it would be useless. What's more, the erosion is still continuing, at a speed that is slow enough and scorching enough for the mind.
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She knew she was crying again. They were warm, but the warmth was fleeting and was quickly wiped away by the cold wind, leaving the two lines of ice on their skin. This is the most primitive fear of pain, the fear of potential death instinct. Ordinary knives can easily kill people, but this kind of dagger is even more difficult to kill. The scorpions all over the floor also frightened her. If they were monsters or worms, they must be thirsting for her blood. She knew that if the soldiers on the battlefield were handled properly afterwards, they could save their lives. But how could she have the conditions to treat her own wounds? No such resources exist, and no such people exist.
There is no enemy here to hurt her. The only person who wants to hurt her is herself.
The only person who can save her is herself.
