"Blood?" Xiaolan lowered her head subconsciously, "I don't know...am I bleeding?"
"Are you injured?" Luo Jiutian frowned and looked at Xiaolan, "Does it hurt?"
"I... don't know," Xiaolan touched her body, "Brother Jiutian, we have to find a way to deal with those eyes."
"I'm thinking of a way," Luo Jiutian's tone sounded stiff, "but...it doesn't seem that simple."
"What's wrong?"
Xiaolan also called out her Panlongchi with her backhand and held it in her hands.
"Not only me, Sister Hua, but also the Taoist Priest, the light emitted by the things in our hands seems to be far from enough," Luo Jiutian said, "The condition of those eyes has not changed at all."
"Not only that," Xia Hua's voice came from Xiaolan's side, "those eyes are getting stronger. If we don't find a way, it won't be long before we can't resist those eyes even if we close our eyes."
Xia Hua's tone was very calm when she spoke, and Xiao Lan couldn't help but wonder if she had already thought of a solution.
"Can't the Panlong Pond be the same?" Xiaolan tightened her grip on the compass in her hand, "If everyone's light comes together... will it be better?"
"It's useless," Xia Hua said softly, "It's still too weak."
Xiaolan suddenly didn't know if she still needed to try.
"Then...then..." Xiaolan was at a loss, "Then we can't just give up."
Xia Hua and Luo Jiutian were silent, and Xiao Lan felt even more uncomfortable.
"Where are Li Muyuan and Yi Yao?" Xiaolan then asked, "Can they do anything?"
"They are with Jasmine," Xia Hua replied, "They just need to protect themselves."
"What about...Uncle Luo?" Xiaolan asked desperately, "Uncle Luo is a ghost, maybe..."
"Xiaolan, I'm sorry," Lao Luo's voice sounded very old, "I don't have that kind of power."
Xiaolan's steps faltered. After she stood firm, she breathed quietly for a while.
Then she suddenly opened her eyes.
She originally thought she would see the dark and blood-red world, and several companions who were also immersed in despair.
But as Xiaolan raised her eyelids, all the sounds around her disappeared.
Xiaolan clutched her chest, fearing that the angina pectoris she had just suffered would hit her again.
Her eyes widened and she looked around.
Where have the companions gone?
"Brother Jiutian?" Xiaolan could only hear her own voice, "Sister Xia Hua?..."
There was no response.
Xiaolan opened her mouth, turned her head back, and stared blankly into the air.
That huge pupil is still there.
The yellow eyeballs moved flexibly, scanning Xiaolan's body from time to time.
I'm... not afraid of these eyes now?
Xiaolan was confused when suddenly, a small black dot appeared in the yellow pupils.
Xiaolan tilted her head and stared at the black spot.
Is it an illusion?
That black spot...why is it getting bigger and bigger?
Xiaolan rubbed her eyes.
After a while, Xiaolan saw it.
It didn't seem like a black spot, but a person.
A person is getting closer.
A person walked out of the giant yellow pupil.
Who could it be?
"Who?" Xiaolan asked tentatively, "Uncle Luo?"
A sneer came from all directions and blew onto Xiaolan's cheek.
Xiaolan was startled and didn't know where to look.
"Then Luo Shi's own fate is completely dark," a man's voice came, and the specific location was also unclear, "You actually want to ask him for help."
Roche? You mean Lao Luo?
It was the first time that Xiaolan heard someone call Lao Luo this way.
What's more important is that this voice is familiar to Xiaolan.
Xiaolan looked at the black figure that had gradually taken on a human form in shock.
"One...one thought?" Xiaolan's voice broke, "Is it you?"
The black shadow approached, and Xiaolan hoped that she could see Yi Nian's appearance clearly, but somehow, Yi Nian's figure always seemed to be shrouded in a black mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
"It's not bad, it seems I still remember it," Yi Nian said easily, "At least it didn't hurt my brain."
"Why did you show up?" Xiaolan raised her hand and pinched her cheek, "No way... I fell asleep again?"
"No, not this time," Yi Nian said, "And I'm not Yi Nian, I'm just a messenger."
"The messenger?" Xiaolan was dumbfounded, "But your voice is the same as Yi Nian...and the tone of voice is the same."
"Because I'm the one delivering the message for him," the man said impatiently, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"I want to ask..." Xiaolan's mind started to spin, "Why am I not afraid of these eyes anymore?"
"Eyes?" The man seemed to look back, then shrugged contemptuously, "What are you afraid of these eyes for?"
"Just now, when I looked at those eyes, I felt a pain in my heart." Xiaolan thought for a while and decided to emphasize the seriousness of the matter. "It hurt very, very much, as if I was dying."
"So are you dead?"
"...your question..."
"Aren't you dead?" The man waved his hand, "Don't worry about your eyes. Someone will take care of it for you."
Xiaolan's eyes lit up, "Really? Who is it?"
"You'll know later, so what's the rush?" The man seemed to yawn, "Besides, those eyes have a very limited impact on you."
"Is that so..." Xiaolan pouted, "But it really hurt just now."
"Did you see something else?"
thing?
"Yes! I saw a strange scene!" Xiaolan slapped her thigh, "But I don't understand."
"The eyes are trying to remind you of something from the past," the man said, "but they fail. You can't remember it at all."
"Ah..." Xiaolan didn't know whether this was luck or misfortune, "So those are my memories?"
"Who are you asking?"
"Uh... I'm asking you." Xiaolan shrank her neck guiltily.
"How do I know if those are your memories?" The man said rudely, "You don't even know it yourself, how do I know?"
"Because I can't remember it myself..." Xiaolan muttered.
"It's a good thing that you can't remember it," the man said. "Those who can remember it can't bear the pain at all. You can see the state of your companion."
Xiaolan thought of Qin Yin.
Qin Yin is the one most affected by those eyes among all people.
Does this mean that... Sister Xiaoyin’s secret is the deepest hidden one?
What could Sister Xiaoyin’s secret be?
It is often the kind of people who seem to have no secrets. Secrets are the cruelest...
"Are you distracted again?"
The man's words brought Xiaolan's attention back, and Xiaolan quickly cleared her throat.
"No, no, I'm listening...you tell me."
