The road ahead is getting wider and wider, and the looming light is shining, seeming to guide hope.
Shui Miaomiao, who was in a semi-conscious state, always felt that she could not see hope.
Who would have known that the rolling waves could be so fierce, if I hadn't at least known how to use my spiritual power to protect myself at that time.
Maybe I have to say goodbye to my private parts.
I don’t know what happened to Gong Ge who was swept away by the waves. I think if he knew how to swim, he would be in better condition than Shui Miaomiao.
After all, he was swept away by the current, not as good as Shui Miaomiao who hit the blood wave.
Shui Miaomiao gritted her teeth to avoid moaning in pain and disturbing her little brother.
She could have used her spiritual power to suppress the severe pain from her waist down, but now she could only let it hurt to the point of numbness, but that was not the point.
Shui Miaomiao steeled herself, took out a spiritual stone from Shui Yingyin, and held it in her hand to prevent her spiritual power from being interrupted and disturbing her little brother who was currently focused on finding a way out.
Closing her eyes, Shui Miaomiao tried her best to let go of herself, because there were demons dancing in her ears at the moment.
Shui Miaomiao felt like she was on the verge of going crazy.
She had only mastered the spiritual language for a short period of time, and could not retract and release it freely. She had to use spiritual power to suppress it all the time. Therefore, when all the spiritual power was used to supply Mu Cang's needs, the spiritual language began to get out of control.
Initially everything was fine, there were some whispers in the ears which were harmless, it was better than staying next to the spirit and having the demonic sound penetrate the brain. At least the eardrums would not be broken, but gradually Shui Miaomiao felt something was wrong.
It is a kind of psychological discomfort that cannot be controlled or described in words. It spreads from the heart with the sound in the ears and cannot be shaken off.
Ling said that Lingyu can let you hear the voice of the spirit, but whether you can understand it or not depends on 'which language' they speak.
Shui Miaomiao didn't know what country's bird language was floating in her ears at this moment, but this language was like the whisper of a devil.
Psychological fear and torture cannot be overcome by patience.
The fear radiating from her bones stirred up Shui Miaomiao's internal organs, making her want to poke her ears immediately.
In order to prevent herself from doing such a thing, Shui Miaomiao could only cling closer to her little brother, hugging his neck tightly, and holding on to his clothes.
Mu Cang thought Shui Miaomiao was afraid, so he would free his hand and pat the back of Shui Miaomiao's hand from time to time.
But these comforts are far from enough.
The tortured Shui Miaomiao accidentally discovered that as long as she chanted along with that voice, she would not feel too uncomfortable.
As I was reciting some strange characters, they popped into my mind uninvited and seemed to correspond to the sounds, but I still didn't know what they meant.
Shui Miaomiao was reciting silently, but unknowingly she recited it aloud.
Mu Cang rubbed his eyes. Did he do something wrong?
Originally, the formation he observed was operating in an orderly manner, but suddenly it became extremely active.
Even though he was extremely talented, Mu Cang was a complete novice when it came to formations. When the formation suddenly mutated, he instantly lost track and was unable to move forward.
"Miaomiao?" Mu Cang looked back suspiciously.
Shui Miaomiao's strange whisper in her ear made his scalp tingle.
But soon Mu Cang no longer cared about this. He quickly took Shui Miaomiao from his back to his arms and hugged her tightly.
The surroundings seemed to be melting and disintegrating. Within two seconds of protecting Shui Miaomiao, the two of them experienced the feeling of weightlessness again...
"Cough cough cough."
Woke up from suffocation, Gong Ge looked in a daze, and the heartbeat ringing in his ears made him fearful.
What happened? He vaguely remembered Shui Miaomiao walking towards him, and then the whole world was covered in blood red.
After regaining some feeling in his limbs, Gong Ge wanted to sit up on the ground.
The ground is very prickly.
Looking down, he found that he had pressed against a broken skull.
In an instant, Gong Ge looked around and saw mountains of bones blocking him, preventing him from continuing to drift along the blood river.
Standing up staggeringly, the ground was covered with bones. Gong Ge was not a newcomer like Shui Miaomiao and the others, but Yi had never seen such a scene before, and he didn't know where to stay for a while.
Leaning against the wall entangled with tree vines, Gong Ge calmed down his mood and looked into the distance.
There is a hundred meters or so, which is no longer a tree hole entangled with tree vines, but is made of gray stone slabs. From there, the blood river begins to branch around.
Gong Ge squinted his eyes. He couldn't see clearly. He only knew that countless blood vessels stretched from the center and spread upward.
Because of this angle of view, he couldn't see above.
The blood in the veins seems to be flowing.
Gong Ge picked his ears, thinking that the heartbeat was the sequelae of tinnitus when he woke up, but now it was still lingering in his ears, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
Taking a deep breath to avoid being disturbed by the sound of his heartbeat, Gongge walked forward. The source of the sound seemed to be right in front of him.
After falling on a pile of bones, Gongge looked at a skull.
Sitting up, he reluctantly pulled out the white bones that had been inserted into his body due to his fall, whether it was his lumbar vertebrae or coccyx vertebrae, and threw them aside.
He needs to adjust his breath first...
Shui Miaomiao, who was still in shock, raised his head buried in Mu Cang's chest.
Mu Cang fainted, but he was still breathing.
Shui Miaomiao pretended to be calm, got off Mu Cang, and observed the surroundings.
There's really nothing to observe.
Just like a beam of light in the middle of the stage, except for the circle of light, everything is dark, like a prison.
This prison blocked all sounds, including Shui Miaomiao's own voice.
Shui Miaomiao held the unconscious Mu Cang in her arms, while recovering her spiritual power, she stared at the black characters flowing on the aperture.
These characters looked like the characters that broke into her mind uninvited.
Shui Miaomiao stretched out her hand to touch it, but her fingertips were corroded immediately.
He immediately retracted his hand, and Shui Miaomiao looked around blankly.
The corrosion on the fingertips was still spreading. Not knowing how to stop it, Shui Miaomiao was at a loss and chose to read the flowing characters on the light prison.
At first she still couldn't hear her voice, but as the characters flowed faster and faster, Shui Miaomiao heard the devil's language whispered from her own mouth.
The surroundings were shaking.
Gong Ge felt the breath adjustment.
Sitting among the white bones, he opened his eyes. Whether it was an illusion or something, he felt that the white bones were illuminated by a layer of light, and the gloomy heads seemed to have sights coming out of their empty eye sockets.
Standing up with his sword in hand, Gong Ge didn't want to stay any longer in the land of bones. He slowly moved towards the boundary made of bluestone.
Kang Xiaozhi and others hiding in the east room felt it.
The sound of the beating heart became louder and louder, and the people who were penetrated by the branches were turning into bones one by one. Faintly, they heard a sound.
"Hungry~~"
People who struggled to break the barrier in the heavy rain also felt it.
Tuo Yanjun, who was standing well, suddenly fell to the ground in full view of everyone.
Although you can feel the ground shaking, it's not so strong that you can't stand still, right?
Everyone was puzzled and all looked at Lord Tuo Yan.
In front of the barrier, Fu Lingjun, who was studying, turned around and looked at the embarrassed Tuo Yanjun on the ground. He struggled several times but did not stand up.
"What's wrong?"
In the heavy rain, Tuo Yanjun propped himself on the ground with his sword, stood up from his knees, pointed at the boundary of Peach Blossom Spring, and said in a slightly trembling tone: "Devil, there is a demon inside."
