Jiang Yan closed his eyes tightly and suddenly fell down, hitting the ground heavily.
At this time, a blood-stained palm reached out and gently supported him. Ouyang Xiuya flicked out a defensive talisman array with his fingers and gently laid Jiang Yan flat on the ground.
She touched his face gently, and then quickly explored his physical condition with all her strength.
"There seems to be no sign of being cursed, and there are no signs of any changes in physical signs..."
"But why did he faint suddenly, or was he backlashed by that power?"
With knitted brows, Ouyang Xiuya pursed her lips tightly and pressed her forehead.
At this moment, her own abnormality has disappeared, there is no such weird power possessing her, and the wounds all over her body are closing and healing.
She fixed her gaze on the recovered palm, not showing any trace of joy in her eyes.
Her eyes shifted to Jiang Yan's face again. She raised her hand and tried to wipe away the blood on Jiang Yan's face, but she painted him red.
She was mixed with his blood.
Ouyang Xiuya's eyes became crystal clear, and she pinched Jiang Yan's face hard, with a hint of hoarseness in her tone, "You... don't seem... to be a smart person either."
…
Jiang Yan's consciousness fell into the deepest darkness, and he had a dream, a dream that was bizarre and illogical.
In the first dream, he was running in the boundless wilderness. Behind him, groups of hard-haired ferocious beasts were chasing him quickly with grinning mouths and fierce eyes.
Soon, Jiang Yan was overtaken by these beasts, knocked down, torn into shreds of meat, and then cut into pieces and eaten.
In the second dream, his head was shackled, his arms were tied, and he was kneeling on his knees.
This is a huge square. He is a death row prisoner who is about to be executed. The fat executioner is standing behind him with a knife on his shoulder and an expressionless face.
There were so many people around, Jiang Yan couldn't hear their words clearly, he could only see their expressions.
Curiosity, fear, excitement, numbness, indifference... a lot of emotions, to name a few.
"Execution!"
A sharp shout came, and the executioner behind him directly picked up the torture knife and slashed it down.
Jiang Yan felt a chill on his neck, his eyes suddenly turned dark, and he lost all consciousness in an instant.
Gululu, a human head with a lively expression fell down, looking up at the sky, his eyes lost focus.
Then came the third, fourth, and fifth dreams. In the dreams, he had different identities and different experiences, but the situation was roughly the same.
That is all kinds of tragic deaths without exception.
At the end of the dream, Jiang Yan's spirit was about to collapse.
In a vague blur, he seemed to see the sea of chaos again, the colorful river again, and the powerful being in the shape of a rhombus crystal.
A huge face composed of chaotic mist suddenly took shape, and a pair of gray eyes looked at Jiang Yan calmly.
"Don't...look...directly..."
Boom!
The dream collapsed and there was no more dream.
…
"Cough cough cough."
Amidst the continuous violent coughing, Jiang Yan straightened his back and sat up.
He opened his eyes, but there was darkness in front of him, the kind of darkness that made him unable to see even his fingers.
Regardless of the chaos and confusion in his mind, Jiang Yan immediately tensed up his body out of habit, alerted his surroundings out of habit, and stretched out his hand to touch his sword out of habit.
"Are you awake?"
This is Ouyang Xiuya's voice.
laugh!
A little orange light lights up, dispelling the darkness and bringing light.
Hearing Ouyang Xiuya's voice, Jiang Yan's tense body immediately relaxed. She was still with him and it was safe here.
He closed his eyes deeply for a while, then slowly opened them.
Ouyang Xiuya squatted opposite Jiang Yan, looking at him without blinking. Seeing that he opened his eyes, she turned her head slightly and stopped looking at him.
"Where is this?"
Jiang Yan looked around and noticed that this was a very closed place with a small space. He could touch the top with a slight raise of his hand.
"This is a tree hole in a big tree. This is a safer place nearby."
Ouyang Xiuya replied seriously, and then she asked, "How do you feel now?"
In her understanding, Jiang Yan should have used some secret method to transfer the strange and evil power from her body to herself. She was very worried that Jiang Yan would be harmed in some way.
"fine."
"It's just that my head hurts."
Jiang Yan smiled bitterly. He had been killed eighteen hundred times in his dream. His spirit had been as tight as a steel wire. The loss was huge and the headache was just a sequelae.
All he wanted now was to have a good sleep and relieve his deep fatigue.
"Is it really okay?" she asked again.
"Really, don't worry." Jiang Yan confirmed to her.
Ouyang Xiuya calmed down, she pursed her lips, opened and closed her mouth silently several times, and then whispered:
"Thank you this time."
Jiang Yan smiled softly and said, "I do."
Hearing Jiang Yan's answer, Ouyang Xiuya's eyes flashed. She raised her hand to cover her chest gently, and then leaned against the cave wall.
She buried her head between her knees, no longer looking up or speaking, and her black hair fell down, covering her face.
For a moment, the small space in the tree hole fell silent.
Some are just the sound of their heartbeats and breathing.
After Jiang Yan thought about something secretly, a strong sense of fatigue came over him again. He took out all the array disks in his hand and arranged them all in this small space.
"At this rate, if something bad comes, I will have time to react!"
Thinking like this, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
…
Time passes slowly, morning comes, and everything comes to life.
The whole world seemed to come alive.
Tuk Tuk! Tuk Tuk!
A dull but regular tapping sound suddenly came out, waking Jiang Yan up.
He groaned softly and suddenly raised his arm to press his forehead hard. When he woke up, he felt his head hurt even more.
Tuk Tuk! Tuk Tuk!
The rhythmic and rhythmic percussion sound was still sounding slowly but firmly.
Thin beams of light penetrated through the tiny cracks. Looking out along these cracks, Jiang Yan saw a little green.
"Let's go out."
"Explore this place."
As she spoke, Ouyang Xiuya opened her palm and placed it lightly on the tree wall. After she slapped it three times in a row, the seemingly hard tree wall suddenly softened.
It squirmed and shrank for a while, and then turned into a thin picture... Ouyang Xiuya held it in his hand.
A large gap appeared in front of them, and more sunlight shone in. Outside the tree hole, the branches and leaves were lush and lush.
"This is just a 'faceless' device. It can be deformed and covered. It is very practical."
Ouyang Xiuya explained softly and put the scroll on his face to demonstrate.
After the 'Faceless' was attached to her face, her face changed rapidly, and the face of a strange woman appeared.
"It's really amazing..." Jiang Yan exclaimed in admiration.
"I'm looking forward to learning more about the 'instrument maker' aspect."
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