Jing Huang stood up from the ground. He shook his sleeves and wiped the dust from his face. Luo Binhan wanted to pay attention to the bloody hole in the center of his forehead, but his eyes couldn't help but drift to the tips of his hair. He still doesn't know what Jing Huang has gone through, but that incident can be said to have completely changed Jing Huang's hairstyle. Some kind of terrible chaos, like an endless hell filled with electric current and hot wind, made all the fruits of Yaleriga's previous labor in vain.
Luo Binhan immediately began a short but fierce psychological struggle. Both his conscience and reason urged him to go up and inquire about Jing Huang's injuries and find out why he was reduced to his current appearance. But his life instinct told him otherwise. He heard his life instinct shouting: Look at his hair, he is laughing to death.
"Mr. Luo, what's wrong with your body?" Momolo asked with concern, "You're shaking very badly! Please tell me if you feel uncomfortable!"
"You're fine." Luo Binhan said tremblingly, "What's wrong with the young master's injury?"
"Mr. Xuanhong seems to have been cursed by an enemy."
This sentence means nothing to Luo Binhan. Of course he knew it was a curse, he just couldn't figure out how Jing Huang got it. Maybe he didn't understand the curse thoroughly enough, but what did Jing Huang do wrong with his hair - he meant, wasn't this a curse about guilt?
"Let's be nicer to our biological father from now on." He advised earnestly.
Jing Huang ignored him. He walked straight over, his eyes fixed on Asabam. Asabam also looked at him. The atmosphere made Luo Binhan have no doubt that the two of them would fight in the next second. He was even ready to call the two of them to fight outside - this mediocre street didn't look like a suitable place for gods to stretch their muscles.
His preparations were in vain. Jing Huang didn't take action. He stopped three steps away from Assabamu and asked in a stern tone: "Is that guy's Youyan taught by Xuanhuolu?"
"No," Asabam said. Her back was turned to Luo Binhan, so Luo Binhan couldn't see her expression. He could only see the shadow moving under her hair, so he winked at Jing Huang desperately. After a while, Jing Huang looked over with a frown.
"What are you doing?" Jing Huang said, "Are you blind?"
"You idiot!" Luo Binhan said with hatred.
Asabam suddenly looked back at him. There seemed to be a little surprise in her eyes, but she said nothing in the end. She immediately turned back to face Jing Huang.
"His previous master taught him a word," she said quickly. "A close word, but not the real one. His origin has nothing to do with the original species."
"You know this kind of thing, right? If the original species were as useless as him, they would have been killed by those idiots long ago. But in a place like this... the high spirit belt is not like other places, even if it is a little closer The ritual will also succeed easily. Hey, which word does he master?"
Asabam said nothing. Seeing her reaction, Jing Huang sneered and said, "You're not still thinking about taking this guy back, are you? If he does something like this, even if Xiangguanlu himself is here, he won't keep him. We don't have time. If I’m messing with you, I need to speak faster.”
"Sins of survival," Asabam said, "that's how he described it."
Jing Huang said one word. Luo Binhan basically believed that it was a curse word, and of course it would be a curse word in this situation. But it turned out to be a word he didn't understand. Then Jing Huang floated up from where he was. The whole process was so fast that people were caught off guard. He didn't even take another look at Luo Binhan before he was about to fly into the air again. But then a hand reached out and firmly grasped his hanging ankle.
"Hey, don't worry, don't worry! Just wait a moment!"
Upsilon suddenly grabbed Jing Huang's ankle, bent his knees and elbows, and pulled down hard. Luo Binhan was stunned to see Jing Huang being dragged back to the ground from the air by the Yongguang police, and then beaten onto the cement road. The whole set of moves can be said to be so fluent that it takes at least a hundred pirates to master it.
Jing Huang lay back on the ground again. His expression was very calm, and Luo Binhan felt that he might be as shocked as himself.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I just took out the tricks for training the new members of the family! Didn't you break the Xuan Hong Jade?"
"I'll fucking kill your whole family." Jing Huang said smoothly.
"Hey, hey, don't be angry. Children's bodies are very resilient. It won't be a big deal if you fall a few times during training. But I can't let you go like this. I heard what you just said, please At least explain what you mean.”
"I don't have the time." Jing Huang said. He jumped up from the ground, and Upsilon immediately put his hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry, I can't let you leave like this."
"Let go. Do you want to experience the Galaxy Battle again?"
"I don't understand what you mean, Xuan Hong Zhi Jade. If you continue to make it difficult for me to understand, of course I will continue to block you. Is it more cost-effective to speak clearly to save time, or to fight me? There shouldn’t be any need to measure, right?”
Upsilon's hand was still on Jing Huang's shoulder. Jing Huang stared at him coldly, the atmosphere was tense. Just when Luo Binhan was about to call out to fight again, Jing Huang said quickly and coherently: "That thing in the sky has become a thing. If you don't separate his ritual from the high spirit belt, the effect will be the same as making a wish directly." The machine speech is the same. That guy has a very dangerous secret word... No, it's not that troublesome, but if you are a high spirit belt, you can already understand it. The word he masters is the one that is embodied in us Curse. If this continues, the things in Gao Ling's belt will flow out with his wishes, and it won't be surprising even if the entire alliance is swallowed up. Do you understand, idiot? Hurry up and open it for me!"
"What are you going to do?"
"First, block the entrance to the Gao Ling Belt. As long as the ritual can be disconnected, that guy is the second best, so it doesn't matter if you leave it alone."
"Does it really not matter? As expected, it's still up to me..."
"You go back." Jing Huang said, "That guy is too close to you in nature. Is that why he likes you? If you get close, I'm afraid you will be eaten by him. Take your brother and the guy next to you. Idiot, take them to Gate City. Ya Lai will meet them there. Your brother likes to take you away, Idiot, he decides for himself. If you can’t go back to the Infinite Realm for the time being, you can go to the Eternal Light Realm with you.”
"Suddenly saying something like this is almost like..."
"I'll go back."
Jing Huang shook off his hand and said to the air: "It will take a while, but I will go back."
He didn't look at anyone the whole time. There was no goodbye or any formal explanation. Robin Han watched in astonishment as he took off, his eyes chasing the sky. It seemed like an omen of some sort, but at the time he didn't understand the whole thing. He raised his head, and this time the black cat didn't stop him with his fists and paws.
He looked across the roof. Countless weird things fell into my eyes. That was, in the air at the top of the building, the thick starry sky flowed to the bottom of the cauldron like grease, but was swallowed up by something invisible there. The entire dream of ruined streets is shrouded in the grease of the corrupt starry sky, and endless twisted flesh and blood grows on the edge of the border between the two sides.
look. A voice said to him. That is the essence of cauldron, the boundary of dreams paved with dead people.
But he wasn't actually looking. Those scenes just passed by his eyes lightly, forming no meaning and therefore no horror. Tangled among those bones and flesh was a huge deformity, a kind of flesh-and-blood star that existed only in nightmares, and it was greeting him enthusiastically with its limbs and eyes. Luo Binhan didn't care about it either. He chased the trajectory of the bolide and looked deep into the deep night sky.
There grows a scorching and cold sun. The sun is as complex and gorgeous as a kaleidoscope, and is composed of ten thousand flaming swords, ten thousand blazing wings, and ten thousand pairs of divine eyes. Its light and heat almost pierced Robin Han's eyes, but in the vacancy at the center of the blazing sun, what was exposed was a black hole as cold as an ice abyss.
