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Bang~
Zeng Yi opened the door to his room, but before he could walk to the bed, his body couldn't bear the pain and fell to the cold ground.
"Damn it...what the hell is going on..."
Zeng Yi's face showed extreme pain, his hair was wet with sweat, and even his expression became distorted, looking extremely ferocious.
I don’t know when Zeng Yi discovered something was wrong with his body.
It seems that there is another soul in his body that wants to compete with him for dominance over this body and consciousness.
But Zeng Yi knew that he must not let another consciousness hidden in his body take over his body, otherwise, it would bring about a terrifying and devastating disaster!
It was obviously fine before, but why has this kind of pain become more and more frequent in the past few days? It seems that the terrifying abyss is going to swallow me up.
What Zeng Yi didn't know was that in addition to his physical condition, this state was also partly due to Sword Master Chenmu.
In fact, it has nothing to do with Chenmu Sword Master. The main reason is that Zeng Yi and Chenmu Sword Master engage in swordsmanship and sparring every day. In this process, Zeng Yi's fighting instinct and swordsmanship skills that had been dormant in his body slowly revived.
As his strength grew stronger, Zeng Yi also felt that the other consciousness hidden in his body, the signs of recovery, and the fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger, so strong that he could no longer hold on, and his consciousness wanted to To collapse.
Zeng Yi fell on the ground. He struggled to stand up, holding his hands on the ground, but his ten fingers were holding on to the floor so tightly that even the ground was scratched. The veins on his arms were bulging out, like ferocious veins. little snake.
He gritted his teeth, sweat falling like rain from his forehead, down his pale and ferocious cheeks, and dripped from his chin to the ground.
In those eyes, the dark eyes began to shine with blood-red light, and black and red were constantly intertwined, seemingly fighting and snatching each other.
At this time, there was already a black tattoo, creeping up Zeng Yi's cheek quietly, like a demon.
no! We can't just sleep like this!
Zeng Yi felt like he was undergoing an extremely harsh punishment. This feeling of excruciating pain seemed to wipe out his consciousness.
But Zeng Yi knew that he could not let that consciousness snatch the dominance of his body.
He once had a dream. In the dream, it was a gray world, a miserable world without any life, filled with endless despair and terror!
The sky was torn apart, the earth was shattered, and in the center of the space, stood a black figure, holding a bloodthirsty bloody magic blade in his hand, with the dark death storm as the background, raging and invading the world.
That scene was deeply remembered by Zeng Yi!
Because, that figure is none other than myself!
If this is really the case, if he really has such terrifying power, if another consciousness in his body takes over, then this town will be reduced to ruins!
And Mo Xin, Mo Xiao, two siblings, and everyone in the town, all lives will be destroyed!
Zeng Yi knew that even though there was a sword master here, he felt that Chenmu sword master was not strong enough to stop the crazy "himself".
Zeng Yi persisted, endured the pain, and struggled with the evil consciousness in his body.
This situation lasted for nearly half an hour.
Finally, at this moment, the pain, which was like a soul being torn apart, began to recede like a tide. The black magic marks on Zeng Yi's face faded away, and everything returned to normal.
At this time, Zeng Yi's tense nerves relaxed and he collapsed on the ground.
"Huh...huh..."
Zeng Yi was lying on the ground, his chest heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily.
"Did you escape..." Zeng Yi looked at the ceiling and murmured weakly.
"But how long can this last?
Will I still be myself next time..."
Perhaps, he should leave.
Zeng Yi didn't know how long he could hold on. Staying here was always a hidden danger. He is like a walking nuclear bomb, facing endless danger and never knowing when it will explode.
Once it explodes, everything around it will not be spared!
As the pain subsided, the tense nerves relaxed, and sleepiness came like a flood. After a while, Zeng Yi closed his eyes and fell asleep on the ground.
...
The day soon came to the Spring Festival.
Early in the morning, the Mo siblings took Zeng Yi to the venue of the small town's sacrifice meeting.
As for Chenmu Sword Master, he rushed there the day before to make preparations.
At this time, there were not many people on the streets of the town. Everyone was moving closer to the sacrificial platform built under the locust tree like a pillar in the suburbs.
When we got here, there was already a huge sea of people.
The Spring Festival is the most traditional festival in Dongli. Most of the people here have put on the traditional costumes of Dongli country.
There is an endless stream of people on this temporarily constructed shopping street. The atmosphere was noisy and bustling, adults were chatting and laughing with each other, and children were chasing and playing. Everything seemed extremely harmonious and full of festive atmosphere.
Zeng Yi followed Mo Xiao and Mo Xin, looking at everything around him curiously.
Phew~
Suddenly, a fiery tongue of fire flashed in front of his eyes, which startled Zeng Yi.
Looking along, Zeng Yi saw a man holding a burning fire stick in one hand. The man also noticed him and smiled sheepishly.
The man held the poker, pointed his mouth at the burning flames, and blew out a long tongue of fire.
And the people around him were still cheering for his performance.
There was another person who took a long sword and inserted it into his mouth, inserted it all the way to the hilt, and took out the sword. However, the man was still intact, which made Zeng Yi marvel.
"This is a performance, acrobatics and the like. It's pretty awesome, right?" Mo Xiao, who was on the side, saw that Zeng Yi looked like he didn't understand anything, so he introduced him with a smile.
"Um."
Zeng Yi watched the performance and nodded in response.
"Sister, the sacrifice hasn't started yet, how about we go for a walk first?"
"Then you and Alang go ahead. I'll wait for you at our gymnasium first."
"OK!"
Mo Xiao looked happy when his sister agreed, and then took Zeng Yi around to visit this grand banquet.
Soon, the time came to noon.
At this time, Zeng Yi and Mo Xiao had arrived at the Gale Wind Gym, and in front of them was the huge sacrificial platform.
The sacrifice begins!
On the altar, cigarettes were lit and curled up.
Everyone in the town gathered under the sacrificial platform, looking at the platform with dignified and solemn expressions, and praying with reverence in their eyes.
On the altar, at this time, a very beautiful woman wearing a white sacrificial dress was dancing.
The person on the stage is none other than Mo Xin!
As the most gifted genius in the town, Mo Xin was chosen to represent the pure goddess and the people of the town to perform a prayer dance to all creatures in the world, to worship ghosts and gods!
In the entire venue, where tens of thousands of people gathered, everyone quietly watched Mo Xin's prayer dance.
"..., the spirit of blooming spring, the wish of all people, to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, the grace of God is boundless, to drive away evil, God bless Dongli."
As Mo Xin's dance ended, Sword Master Chenmu's sacrificial words announced that it was over!
At this moment, Zeng Yi looked at the sky, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted rapidly, and his heart was extremely shocked.
At this moment, he seemed to have seen a miracle!
The huge locust tree, like a pillar of heaven, was full of locust flowers at this moment!
The petals are pale yellow and white, and the breeze blows, and the petals sway and fall.
Flowers rain all over the sky!
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