Han Chang didn't know why everything changed when he opened his eyes again.
The surroundings were very noisy before, and there was chaos in front of him, but he himself felt very painful and tired. The moment the first flower branch passed through his abdomen, it wasn't that he didn't want to hide, but that he had nowhere to hide. There was the touch of being penetrated first, and the severe pain came after the brain had reacted for a while, and it was bone-piercing. At that moment, he suddenly lost all his strength, his limbs lost control of his movements, and it was difficult to react in any way. Then the second flower branch came out from the shoulder, and the third branch scraped through the heart in the chest. These two blows were not as painful as the first.
He soon fell into a semi-conscious state, and even the hazy feeling of weightlessness failed to bring him fear. But just before landing, he felt himself being caught by someone, and a familiar aura wrapped around him. After that, although my body hurt, I felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind. My eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them, and the sounds in my ears were sometimes clear and sometimes vague. He knew that his sister was coming, and the demonic power brought him a calming aura. Although there was still a dull pain in his body, he felt quieter and quieter...
When he opened his eyes again, he came to this sea of flowers.
This is the country of Manzhushahua. Somehow, these flowers are only a little lower than me. He lowered his head slightly and could touch the petals with the tip of his nose. When he took steps, he realized that he had returned to his fox appearance - the simplest appearance. Looking at the dusky sky, Han Chang began to realize something.
He may be dead. Or at least, dying.
He was a little surprised, but not by coming to such a conclusion. It was the fact that he was clearly aware of the problem but not bothered by the matter itself - that was what surprised him. While we are alive, it is normal to fear death. But when it actually happened, he actually felt like "that's it."
But of course he couldn't let go of some things... Perhaps the root of this emotion was helplessness. Because he can't change anything.
After walking among the flowers for a while, he didn't know where the end was. There are just flowers everywhere. The dense red colors and the continuous red colors really make people feel unhappy because of the unpleasant associations. If he hadn't experienced something so bad, he might think it was beautiful here. But is this the so-called Huangquan Road? Where is the road?
wrong……
Han Chang suddenly thought of something. "Her soul is rooted on the other side of the underworld." If the soul of the person named She Zishu is exactly such a red flower, will it be one of these thousands of red flowers? Thinking of this, he actually felt a little excited. Maybe he could still do something. He opened his mouth, tugged hard on the stem of a flower, took a few steps back, and tried to uproot it. This is not a difficult task. But after the flowers left the soil, he clearly saw bright red liquid oozing out of the ground. Not only that, but also in his mouth. What comes out when you bite the flower stem is not ordinary juice, but blood full of fishy smell.
He shook his head and immediately threw the flowers away. The flower fell to the ground and instantly turned into a pool of blood, which was completely absorbed by the soil. He just pulled it down, one plant, two plants, three plants... until a small path was opened in front of him. But even so, this can be considered a negligible damage to the entire sea of flowers.
There will be no end at this rate. Moreover, it seems that the souls that were uprooted were not souls with wrong views. He wanted to transform into a human form, maybe faster with his hands, but he couldn't. If you think about it carefully, even if it looks like a human being, it can only eradicate them with hands at best. A more efficient method must be thought of.
He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of evil energy towards the row of flowers in front of him. The demonic energy instantly turned into blue-white fox fire, burning brightly. These flames envelop the flowers, burning as if to drain them of their colour. The original bright red color gradually faded away, and a pure white color took over. After turning white, it becomes transparent like ice and snow melting. So the flowers disappeared. Han Zhang was a little happy. This was indeed a good idea. If he couldn't use the fox fire, he really didn't know what to do.
He ran happily in the sea of flowers. As he ran, he breathed foxfire from his mouth. If you could look down from the air, you would definitely be able to see a fast-moving figure tearing open a huge gap with blue-white flames among the vast flowers. The clean white color spreads along the cracks, as if the remainder is dissipating in the wind.
He ran freely, not thinking about anything, as if he was a child again - very, very little. He just needs to play and roll around in the boundless land with his brothers and sisters. Together they ran through the wilderness, the grassland, and the sea of flowers...but there was no sea of flowers like this. With the smell of blood, the temperature of the setting sun, and the irreversible sadness of death.
He travels through the crimson sea of death.
The flames spread quickly, spreading to the entire sea of flowers as he moved erratically. One by one, they faded, lost color, and finally disappeared completely. The area of open space is getting larger and larger, and the view is getting wider and wider. A kind of pure happiness mixed with pure loneliness, two completely different emotions brought him indescribable feelings. He wanted to keep running like this to prove that he was still alive.
However, he stopped.
This is the only one left in the sea of burned flowers. It stood here alone, just like he was alone.
The flower couldn't be destroyed by foxfire, he realized. Although from the appearance, it looks no different from all other manjushahua. He repeated his old tricks, trying to pull it out of the soil or bite it off with his sharp teeth. His mouth was filled with red blood, and the fishy smell could not be dissipated in his mouth.
But it always grows firmly here defiantly, raising its proud head.
Nothing can be done, nothing can be done. Hanshang's joy turned into anger, and anger came from helplessness. After the fire that burned in his heart dissipated, only sadness remained. It lingered in front of the flower for a while, wagging its tail and sniffing around. Then he simply sat in front of it and stared at it - he knew that delaying it for too long might not do any good, but there was no other way.
Until a shadow of a person appeared in front of him.
"You are... it is indeed you." Chenxing said, "I have seen you from the Eclipse Tower. But here is..."
Eclipse Light Tower is in the land of life and death, and this is also the place of life and death.
"I see."
Her tone was calm and a little regretful. Han Chang stood up fiercely, looked up at her, and said in human language:
"Maybe--maybe you can do it!"
"What?"
"This flower!" He walked around the flower twice. "Can you destroy it? With a sword, or Shiranui - it doesn't matter."
"Why?"
Han Chang didn't want to investigate why she suddenly disappeared before, how she got to the Eclipse Palace, and how she got here. There was only one thing on his mind right now.
"I want to save her. I want to save them. This flower is probably evil... the soul of She Zishu. Only by destroying it can we cause real harm to it in this world. Maybe you don't know what we have gone through , but if you don’t do this, the world may be..."
Chenxing was startled and looked sideways: "Maybe... I know. The world is in chaos, people are crazy and stupid. They hurt each other, take each other's lives, even their own - in the name of redemption. This is a disaster , lasted for a long time. But now, everything seems to have improved. In the most chaotic time, it was the Lord of the Hundred Skeletons who came forward and used his favor to call the monsters who had interacted with him for help. Monsters everywhere in the world , to a certain extent, suppress this farce."
"...Oh my god." Han Chang sighed with emotion, "How did he do it?"
"His magic weapon can only see its shape, but cannot hear its sound. However, I helped purify the relics of Liangtongue and Qiyu, and through it, his voice was transmitted to the ears of those monsters. Now, he goes to find it in person Who seems to be related to... how to rescue you from the shadow barrier. Speaking of which, how can you be sure that this is her soul? "
I don't know, it's just a feeling.
Such words are too unconvincing. But just when he didn't know how to explain it, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"I... was stabbed by the branches of evil views." He recalled, "I remembered. Probably, they were still in my body, and I was able to come to the place where she took root before I died completely. If so , then it makes sense.”
"I see. Is this how wishes... come true?"
"What?"
"No, it's nothing." Chenxing raised her hand, and the liquefied glass condensed in her hand. "I'll root it out."
The crystal clear sword instantly penetrated the center of the flower. In an instant, this ordinary-looking Bianhua flower fell apart and its petals fell messily. At the same time, each petal ignited with purple flames, burning nothing until it hit the ground.
"Is this done?" Chenxing was a little confused, "Isn't it too simple?"
"...Indeed. It would be too unreal to say that this is the only way to solve the problem. In the end, this is just my conjecture. But since it is possible, it is worth a try. I am very grateful to you for coming - and thank you for not Leave us behind. To be honest, I never thought you would care about this." He said sincerely.
"Me too," she said quietly.
Han Chang stared at her, but found that for some reason, Chenxing's body was gradually becoming transparent.
"Wait a minute - why are you disappearing?"
After hearing this, Chenxing was a little surprised. She subconsciously looked at her body. But she quickly reacted and looked at Han Shang with equal weight. She opened her mouth and said hesitantly:
"No...it's you who is disappearing."
"...That's right."
The color quickly faded in each other's eyes until it was completely gone. They had never spoken a word before, and Han Chang could not explain anything to her or ask her for anything. But forget it, maybe this is okay.
After the figure of Chen Xing in front of him completely disappeared, a path appeared like this. It is narrow and winding, with only room for a lone fox to walk alone. He let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to spit out all the trouble in the world.
Then, he took brisk steps.
