The "thread" holding Xie Zhe was "broken." He lost his center of gravity, leaned back, and fell straight down.
Ling Hu exclaimed. She almost rushed over, but Ye Yuejun grabbed her empty sleeve. The originally dark green clothing material had been completely stained red and stained with blood. At the same time, darkness involuntarily engulfed the world, leaving people at a loss. Although this only lasted for a moment, it happened so suddenly that it gave people the illusion of a long time.
When the clouds opened and the sun appeared again, almost everyone's vision felt inexplicably empty. The first and most obvious thing is that the plants in the deep pit have disappeared. It's not that it's torn apart or in pieces, but that there's no trace of it, as if it never existed in the first place. When it disappeared, people realized how huge the diameter of the hole was. Looking down, all you can see is pitch black, so deep that it seems to be directly connected to hell - even the traces of witchcraft and spells no longer exist at this moment.
There is still evidence that it occurred. By this time though, they were starting to fade. Those sticky bacteria carpets are like water stains absorbed by the soil. Due to the different thickness of distribution, they slowly disappear one by one. The ground didn't seem to have changed much, it wasn't dyed red, and it wasn't getting wetter. The branches that have lost their main body and been cut off seem to be burned by colorless fire, being quietly eaten away in the air. As a still life, I cannot resist. And the crimson flowers floating everywhere slowly dissipated from the edges, turning into tiny particles invisible to the eye, completely dissolving into the air. The smell that pervaded the place was very special, like a bloody floral scent, or a mixture of rust and honey.
Scattered fissures in the sky remain. But if you look closely, you can notice that they are closing at a very slow speed. It may take a long time for complete closure. It felt like countless huge mouths carving up the target at the same moment, and then squirming their lips with satisfaction, each silently digesting the remains of the corpse. No one had thought it before, but by this time, everyone was thinking: Is Qinglian Town such an empty place?
Ye Yuejun lifted her sister up and jumped down from the branch. The finely chopped osmanthus flowers wrapped around them under the influence of the spiritual current, and the two of them descended at a safe speed. The red tide spreading on the ground also began to recede, and the color became much lighter. Ling Huan hugged Ye Yuejun tightly, but kept looking towards the place where Xie Che fell. The receding tide left no trace of water on the buildings or stones, which were even dry to the touch. Until the end, there was still a portion of translucent, light red material that accumulated on the ground, reflecting the shadows of crows flying in the sky. Since more places to stand are exposed, most of the crows have already chosen a place to rest. They must be very tired too.
However, Xie Zhe was not there. After landing, Ling Hu rushed directly to the puddle and looked around. The texture of the liquid was very strange, different from the water-like form they had seen before. It seems a little sticky, but it doesn't stick to objects easily and doesn't stain. But if you walk on it, your feet will feel like they are stuck in the mud. Ling Quan rummaged around, lifting rocks or tree trunks with one hand, and kicking those that couldn't be moved with one hand. Within a few steps, her shoes fell off, but she didn't notice.
Hazuki-kun didn't stop her. Just ask her to do something like this so that she can stop thinking about it. But she didn't have to wait too long before Cang Yu appeared. He supported Xie Zhe who regained consciousness. Xie Zhe's whole body was dyed a dull crimson due to being soaked in the water. When he saw the two of them, Ling Huan's eyes seemed to glow even in daylight. What was even more surprising was that Ye Yuejun noticed that one of Xie Zhe's hands was still holding the purple golden pestle dropped by the Heavenly Master. It is still unknown whether he regained consciousness after diving and found it, or whether it guided Xie Ze. But these are not problems. If you can get the answer, don't ask.
Ling Huan and Xie Zhe hugged each other tightly, and soon they heard the sound of sobbing, and they couldn't tell who it was. When they raised their faces again, their faces were all crystal clear. They smiled sourly and pressed their foreheads together. Their clothes were dyed red and stained with dust and filth, but their smiles were the brightest thing at the moment.
The reunion was so unreal, they felt like each other had lost their lives just a moment ago. But they are all still alive, which is incredible. However, this does not make the two of them feel like they are dreaming. Even Hazuki-kun is still alive and actually standing beside them - this is something that is really unimaginable.
After regaining their composure a little, they were led by Cang Yu
We came down to the remote and safe courtyard. The yard has no water damage. When they found this place, Kanna-kun, Kaugetsu-kun and Shigetsuki-kun had already gathered here, as if they had guessed that they would come. Ruan Xiang and Gao Yuejun are also there, and Mao Yuejun has also returned to his human form. But when they made eye contact with several people, the remaining smiles of Xie Zhe and Ling Huan disappeared in an instant. Obviously, there must be someone who was supposed to be reunited but didn't show up here.
They came stiffly. Ling Huan also noticed that a piece of blue and white clothing was hanging on Kanna Wujun's forearm. He handled it very carefully, and the satin was tucked carefully. Before her consciousness returned, she vaguely understood something from her sister's words. But when she could only see one dead thing, a kind of horrifying sadness still swept over her.
Before Ling Huan could say anything, Lord Xueyue picked up the little white fox curled up next to Lord Gaoyue, and she immediately went to pick it up. There was no need to think too much, she could confirm with just one glance that this scarred life was her closest monster friend. She subconsciously wanted to hug it tightly, but was afraid of hurting it. The white fox's breathing was very weak, but its fur was still soft and warm.
"What about Han Shang?" she asked.
No one answered.
"Where is Hanshang?" she asked again. Her voice was trembling.
Still no one answered her question, but at least Xie Zhe understood the current situation. Probably Ling Huan also understood, but she was not willing to do so. Ling Huan cast his pleading eyes on Ruan Xiang, but the little girl just lowered her head deeply and said nothing. Didn't she lose a lot? It would be too cruel to ask her to answer.
Kanna-kun glanced at a few people briefly, and only asked softly:
"Shan Hai won't come back, will he?"
Xie Zhe opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He wanted to nod, but something was blocked in his throat and he couldn't bend his neck at all. It’s just that Kanna-kun can’t see it anyway. All he could see was the answer deduced from the sadness in another form. So he didn't ask further questions. Lord Dumaoyue said in a voice as light as a feather:
"Now that things have come to this point, how should I present myself to the Master of Hundred Skeletons..."
"Maybe he has seen the ending already."
Lord Kutsutsuki's tone was rather relaxed. However, this does not mean that she feels the same way. She seems to be able to act like she doesn't have anything to do with her in any situation. But it was clear that something had changed permanently. Ling Huan couldn't help but cry again. This time the cry could no longer hide the deep and uncontrollable sadness. She didn't understand why the reality was so cruel. The joy of meeting the important person again had not faded away, and the bad news that was interpreted on top of it made her feel a hundred times more unnecessary guilt. She just stood at a distance, as a survivor and as a person with vested interests, sobbing cautiously and quietly, wiping away tears with one hand.
She wanted to scream, but she was afraid of disturbing the souls of the deceased.
Kanna-kun turned around wordlessly. He walked to the edge of the rooftop and sat down quietly. The sobs came one after another behind him, but he turned a deaf ear. He just raised his hands and held the handful of soft clothes. It feels softer than the most expensive silk in the world, and is ice cold. The sky was approaching dusk, but it was very strange. It's like a time and space has reached the time when the sun sets over the western mountains, leaving a time and space where the sun is still hanging high at noon. This intertwined azure blue and orange feels like an unclear line, making people confused just by looking at it. The crows had long since fallen silent. Their dark feathers reflected the warm light of the sky, with a hint of shining gold. But this piece of clothing just remained white, as if no dirt or shadow in the world could remain on it.
Xie Zhe handed the purple golden pestle and red pearl to Ye Yuejun, and then stood next to Ling Huan again. He didn't know how to deal with these things, he only knew that maybe leaving it to the Six Paths Impermanence he could trust was the best choice. Now, she has three magic weapons in her hand. Emotionally speaking, this is very dangerous, but what else can it do.
Ye Yuejun was naturally troubled. She looked at Utsuki-kun, and he just shook his head. His physical condition was still not very good, Cang Yu stood aside silently. But Gaoyue-kun's figure has long since become thinner, looking like a distorted and pale shadow reflected in the water. She looked at Lord Xueyue again, but she turned away directly, as if it had nothing to do with her, and as if she was being advised to make up her own mind.
Ye Yuejun
Take a deep breath and step closer to Kanna-kun. She knew it might not be a good choice, but no one could think of anything better. She felt that her footsteps were very light, and each step made no sound; she also felt that her footsteps were very heavy, and every step used up all her strength.
"...Kanna-kun."
The moment she spoke, Kanna-kun visibly trembled. He didn't respond to the familiar voice, but his breathing became obviously faster. This makes people slowly realize that he is actually just a human being who needs to rely on breathing to survive - a human being of flesh and blood. He suddenly tightened his grip on Jiao Mo's relic, arched his waist deeper, and almost buried his face in it, trying to suffocate himself. He smelled the sea breeze, the smell of time, the smell of nothingness.
Where no one saw, a few tears fell onto the soft fabric. They could not be accepted by Xiaoyi. They just fell on smooth dragon scales, making a small and crisp collision sound, and then rolled down in vain. Crystal clear, round, like pearls. They run away, run away, jump from the heights, fearlessly and decisively.
Then a lonely echo came from the empty chest.
