Twenty-eight, Zhimuma (middle) 2

Style: Heros Author: Heluo RabbitWords: 2060Update Time: 24/01/19 02:39:26
The frost peaks are desolate and cold, and the green peaks reach into the clouds. Xu Zhuchen carried Xiao Mei on his back and walked down from Qingye Peak step by step. When he stepped onto Frost King Peak, he happened to meet two people coming down the mountain.

"Senior Gu?" Xu Zhuchen lowered his head amid the flying snowflakes. His blood-red eyes were the only bright color between his long silver hair and the snow-white mountain peaks.

The woman wearing a black velvet cloak took off the hood of the cloak, revealing a head full of gray and white hair. Her eyes were gentle and clear, and there was a soft smile on her wrinkled face. Even though it was windy and snowy, Xu Zhuchen could still tell that the person in front of him was not Gu Wenxu.

"Are you Senior Lu? I have long admired your name."

Before Lu Ruxue could speak, a sneer came from behind her: "You move very fast, but your eyesight is not very good." Gu Wenxu was wearing a bright red cloak and didn't even bother to take off his hood. He just raised his eyes and smiled, "You look like you're about to collapse. Give her to me and I'll carry her down for you."

Xu Zhuchen's eyes flickered between the two of them. She vaguely realized that Xiao Mei's recent chaotic state had a lot to do with Lu's shop, but she no longer had much time to think. The wind and snow and the days of running around made her unable to hold on. She looked at Lu Ruxue, used her last strength to hold Xiao Mei in her arms, and handed it to Lu Ruxue.

"Thank you, senior. She has some frostbite. Please pay more attention to her..."

Before she finished speaking, Gu Wenxu raised his hand to snatch Xiao Mei away and put it on his shoulder. When Lu Ruxue saw Xu Zhuchen's eyes immediately raised, she laughed and said, "Wenxu, stop teasing little Shaoxia Xu." She raised her hand to pick up Xiao Mei, then looked at Xu Zhuchen and asked, "Isn't it important, Shaoxia Xu?"

After hearing her words, Xu Zhuchen immediately felt the pain and fatigue in his body begin to wreak havoc. She steeled herself, but she ran into Gu Wenxu's burning eyes. That gaze magnified her weariness, causing her consciousness to immediately fly away into the sky, drifting away without knowing where it was going.

When she woke up, there was darkness in front of her, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.

She was familiar with this kind of darkness. It was the black curtains that hung heavily in the Lu family's shop to block out the sun. Xu Zhuchen sat up and hit his head with his right hand, barely staying awake.

She lifted the black veil in front of her eyes, crawled out of bed in the blinding darkness, and groped forward according to her memory, trying to find the lamp on the table. There was no light in the room, and her internal energy was restricted to the point of almost disappearing, so she had no choice but to stumble forward. There was a soft gauze curtain under her feet, the slightly chilling air on her skin, and the void but thick black in front of her eyes, wrapping her around her, enveloping her, so familiar.

Xu Zhuchen's fingers touched a hard object, which was the edge of a wooden table. She touched the table and finally felt a hint of coolness. It was the lamp left by Gu Wenxu.

The wick was soaked in wax oil and felt sticky and greasy when pinched. The lamp body is cold and the slender shape is fragile. Xu Zhuchen felt around and found two pieces of flint in the drawer. She took a deep breath and lit the lamp.

A cluster of cold blue fire suddenly jumped out in front of his eyes, and a thin face was reflected in the fire.

Snow-white long hair, blood-red pupils, eyebrows that should have been white, and lips that were almost bloodless—that was her own face.

Xu Zhuchen was startled for a moment, and then realized immediately that the darkness in front of her was not the dark night in the Lu's shop, but her sea of ​​consciousness dyed black.

Xu Zhuchen's Consciousness Sea is very strong. After being attacked in Zhiyang Huayu Academy, she deliberately re-strengthened the boundaries of the Consciousness Sea. Even if her body is extremely exhausted, her sea of ​​consciousness cannot be broken through by just one person.

The soreness and fatigue in his body gradually entered his mind, and Xu Zhuchen thought of the pursuit and search he had been chasing these past few days. The candle in her hand became brighter and brighter, and the black sea of ​​consciousness was almost afraid of the bright light, and kept shrinking back. However, Xu Zhuchen seized the opportunity and took advantage of the fact that he was the master of the sea of ​​consciousness. He immediately gathered his inner strength and transformed into a long sword. His blood-red eyes widened and he swept out a sharp snow-white sword energy.

The sword energy was overwhelming, and there was a tremor in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the entrenched black energy was almost swept away. Xu Zhuchen pressed his fingers on the blade of the sword, guarding against the attack of the remaining black energy, but the black energy became tangled and twisted into a ball, gradually taking on the shape of a human.

Xu Zhuchen sneered, and a sword energy flew out, heading straight towards the unformed black shadow. The black shadow was shattered by her, but recovered quickly, twisting towards her. Xu Zhuchen had no interest in this kind of trick, and she didn't want to see her face being used by this unknown thing. She pulled the sword in her hand and stabbed it out. She stepped forward quickly, slashed with the sword, and struck with one move. The snow surge stirred up the cold air all around, and the white snow in the sky rolled and roared, rushing towards the black shadow.

The black shadow did not dodge, but just before the sword energy hit it, "it" suddenly stopped, stood in front of Xu Zhuchen's ice sword, and said: "Zhuchen."

It was Xiao Mei's voice. Xu Zhuchen paused his hand, and the snow flakes stuck in the air, and the flying snow in the sky stopped at the tip of the sword.

At this moment, the black shadow finally completed its transformation. It raised the face that belonged to Xiao Mei and smiled at Xu Zhuchen, and Xu Zhuchen's sword could not move forward an inch.

"Don't try to lie to me." Xu Zhuchen suddenly withdrew his ice sword, and frost and snow flew in the air. "Don't think that I will let you go if you transform into her."

"Xiao Mei" on the opposite side did not refute, but just raised his face and raised his hand to catch the huge snowflakes flying in the sky. Wearing that radiant crow-black gown, she stood in the snow like a burnt neem tree. The scattered snow fell on her forehead and between her eyebrows, turning her long black hair into mottled gray.

"Zhuchen, you miss me very much." The fake Xiao Mei turned around and looked at Xu Zhuchen, who was holding an ice sword in his hand. Her smile was faint, as if she was isolated in another world by the flying snow, "I am the same. Although I I can’t remember, but I miss you the same way you do.”

The veins on Xu Zhuchen's forehead popped out, and she finally couldn't help but slash out with her sword, trying to smash the virtual image in front of her.

Xiao Mei was like a shadow. Even though Xu Zhuchen's sword blade passed through her body, she did not receive any damage. A gust of wind surged up in Xu Zhuchen's sea of ​​consciousness, and she felt a little angry - she was the absolute master of the sea of ​​consciousness, but Xiao Mei in front of her was not affected by her will. It was her hesitation just now that gave Xiao Mei this privilege.

"Please tell me what you have to say, and don't delay any longer. You have tried so hard to break into my sea of ​​​​consciousness and transform into Azadirachta. You must have something to say to me." Xu Zhuchen melted the ice sword in his hand and said Looking at the person in front of him, "Please don't continue to pretend to be her, Xu Zhuchen will not show mercy to you because of your skin."

"Zhuchen, I am who I am." Xiao Mei did not avoid Xu Zhuchen's gaze. She walked up to Xu Zhuchen and put one of her hands on her heart. "It was me ten years ago. We competed together and caught fireflies together. Let’s count the stars in the sky together. It’s me who is beside you now, Zhuchen, and it is my heart that beats here, aren’t you familiar with it?”