Luo Binhan didn't know what he looked like at that moment. That certainly wouldn’t be too cool, and I’m afraid it would be derogatory. He almost broke himself trying to clamp the cylinder, which must have caused him to develop a double chin. He has no sleeves and his shoes are asymmetrical, so how can he be stylish?
But these are nothing. Worse still were his uncontrollable eyes. When he lit the lighter with the feeling that he might fail heroically, he couldn't help but glance at the mouth of the lighter - he really shouldn't have done this, but that action was so important, and he really had to confirm whether he had clicked correctly. thing.
He was indeed right. A string of sparks burst out from the mouth of the tube, and then the giraffe toothbrush spun towards him. The highlight of his life comes back again. This second broadcast is still as fresh as ever.
Luo Binhan screamed skillfully. He screamed, staring, grabbing a bunch of fairy wands with the ferocity of a Colosseum slave. He put his last weapon against tigers and wolves into the flame of the lighter. A handful of lush, blooming sparks sparkled in his palm.
The overwhelming hallucinations overwhelmed him with the sparks. Among them were his parents and relatives, classmates and teachers, and even some passers-by whose names he never knew. The only thing they had in common was their involvement in a part of his life that he would have abandoned forever.
Luo Binhan almost fainted from the huge library of taboo images. He was unaware of his body, completely immersed in that small, funny but painful emotion. But at the same time, there was a voice in his head reminding him not to make such a fuss - it would just be embarrassing, wouldn't it? A little embarrassed. A little embarrassing. A little bit of malice and failure. Compared with the threat to life, it is still very light. They are but little ulcers clinging to the fur of life.
You know there are ways to get rid of these. said the voice in his mind. There is an effective solution to them. He doesn't even have to actually execute. As long as he understands that the method will always exist, the rest will not matter.
He began to move his head, at least mentally. Gradually the hallucinations became thinner, and he could still see them, but only like a mist in the air, with sparks flickering behind the mist. Luo Binhan screamed again, this time because sparks splashed on the back of his hand.
toothbrush. He thought with his back muscles twitching, and reached out to pull out all the fairy wands in the tube. Toothbrush and Bang Bang. If he is alive, then Upsilon is alive. And what happened to Asabam?
He tried to pay attention, but the noise was a kind of noisy reverb music. He couldn't even remember which time it was, but the sound made him feel like he was vomiting due to heavy drinking. The stench of mud was tightening around him, trying to squeeze out his entrails. His breath was filled with fire and venom.
Failure, that is all failure, all shame and undueness. But none of them matter now. He lurched like a drowning man clinging to a driftwood, scorched by sparks. He still remembered that he couldn't let the spark go out, but he was also dizzy and confused - what was going on? In the first half of his boring life, he had never even had a car accident or surgery, yet it could still bring him such a torturous experience.
He pressed the lighter and lit a new one. In the sparks, he saw the ancestral hall and the office, and it felt like he had swallowed a whole live frog. The little match girl may have died in this way, but he still had to continue lighting.
But his hand was pulled away by an iron hoop. The outsider forcefully pulled his fingers and tried to take away the lighter. Luo Binhan felt bad, but he couldn't compete with the plunderer. His fingers couldn't help but loosen amid numbness and soreness, and even the cylinder under his chin was removed. Luo Binhan thought it was all over. Then he got a slap on the face too.
Luo Binhan immediately prepared to fight back. He planned to throw a series of left and right uppercuts at the attacker, but then he realized that this thing was a little weird: Why did Bang Bang slap him?
"...Mr. Zhou Yu!"
He got another slap on the cheek. The pain in his dizzy eyes restored his vision. A taller man stood in front of him, with a wound on his forehead, raising his palms anxiously and eagerly.
Luo Binhan rushed forward, grabbed the other person's wrist hanging in the air, and said in a daze: "This is inappropriate."
"Ah, Mr. Zhou Yu, have you finally regained consciousness?"
Upsilon put down his hand and said happily: "The way you looked just now really worries me!"
"Yes," Luo Binhan said, "I also thought I was going to be beaten to death."
Upsilon smiled cheerfully at him as if he didn't understand: "Oh, I'm a little anxious. I didn't expect you to suddenly come up with such a strange thing..."
Luo Binhan didn't hear what was said clearly. Now he realized that Upsilon was in front of him, and he began to search around for Bang Bang. In his imagination, he was looking for a cloud of smoke floating in the air, but found nothing until he found Bang Bang lying less than three steps away from his feet.
He jumped back in fright, but Upsilon held his shoulders: "There is no need to be so nervous, Mr. Zhou Yu. Please take a closer look at his appearance."
Luo Binhan also saw clearly when he finished speaking. Bang Bang, the four-legged, long-necked Bang Bang, was lying on the ground with stiff limbs. At first glance it looked like death. But Luo Binhan soon discovered that he was having slight but continuous convulsions. It was undoubtedly some kind of unimaginable pain that made him lose his resistance, and he hid his neck between his legs in a weird, almost broken way. No matter who looks at it, they will think that he has lost the threat.
Luo Binhan looked at him blankly. Upsilon patted his shoulder from behind.
"It seems that you are in a state of stress." Upsilon said, "You are really an unexpected trump card, Mr. Zhou Yu. I didn't expect you to have such quick wit."
Luo Binhan agreed dullly. But that didn't bring him much pride. In fact, he himself was confused. Of course he knew that Bang Bang would be affected by this damn fairy wand magic. They once screamed in sparks together, but it was only a short moment.
"...I didn't expect it to be so useful." He said, "I thought he was just the same as last time, just a little... numb?"
"You only lit one last time, right? Things like spells will become completely different as the number increases. Doing this without testing is really nonsense, Mr. Zhou Yu."
Upsilon said in a relieved tone: "Even I was attacked just now. Although it was only for a short while, fear-based illusions are really dangerous."
"...I may have omitted some content at the time." Luo Binhan said, "This thing is not a fear spell."
"Eh? That's it?"
"It reminds you of something embarrassing."
Luo Binhan began to look at Upsilon. He saw the latter slapping his head suddenly and said in realization: "That's it! No wonder it doesn't work for me!"
"What have you done?" Luo Binhan asked. Watching Upsilon let go of his hand, he began to fiddle with the three remaining fairy sticks in the cylinder, and concentrated on studying the only remaining magic props. He wanted to keep asking, but now he remembered more important things: his dagger and Asabam.
He looked back a little stiffly and saw Asabam still standing there. His dagger was already in her palm, but her face was very pale - in fact, she had always been pale, but Luo Binhan felt that she looked more bloodless than before. It was a subtle change in her expression. defeat. He immediately figured out the reason and was shocked by this discovery.
"You?" he blurted out. Asabam took a step back and pursed his lips tightly. That would be tantamount to admitting it out loud. It's incredible to Luo Binhan - but no one has guaranteed it, right? No one said that all ancient laws were as shameless as Jing Huang.
"...Does this have something to do with your spine?" Luo Binhan couldn't help but ask, "Or is it a pet?"
Asabam's shadow began to riot. They are about to cross Luo Binhan and stab Upsilon. Before Luo Binhan had time to turn his head, he heard a snap from behind him.
"I will light a firework for you before I come here, little girl. Now that you don't need to maintain the mirror light form, I won't be so easy to deal with."
