Jiangnan·Yizhou City·Myanyu Tower
As she fought all the way with the rabbit and the bear, Yun Musheng finally broke into the alley. The alley was narrow and the road was blocked, which made it difficult for the bear, who was instinctively fighting one against ten, to use his hands and feet.
Fortunately, the small rabbit and Yun Musheng's sword energy was flexible, so the three of them would not suffer.
Passing by a corner in the alley, a noose suddenly flew from the edge of the roof overhead and tightly wrapped around the little rabbit's neck, hanging it up.
Seeing this, the furry bear hurriedly stopped running and frantically used its claws to reach the noose on the roof. However, the rabbit was hung too high, and the furry bear could not reach it.
Behind him, dozens of imps suddenly came over from behind the wall with sharp knives and swords in their hands. Yun Musheng chopped down the first few with his sword, but the number of imps seemed to be endless and he couldn't kill them all.
The furry bear, which was already inconvenient to move in this narrow alley due to its fat body, suffered even more. The sharp weapons that the imp kept stabbing made this majestic behemoth suffer unbearable pain.
By the time he turned around to fight back, he was already covered in blood. Yun Musheng struggled with a group of dark imps. Although the number of imps almost made him lose sight of the bear, the constant and tragic bear cries made him heartbroken.
He wanted to use Kuai Xue Shi Qing to end the evil in front of him, but Yun Musheng, who only had one hand now, could not free the other hand to use this move under the attack of these brats.
Every time he tried to gather energy to resonate with the sword, the next second there would be a kid stabbing his vital parts with a sharp knife.
The screams of the furry bear gradually became weaker, and Yun Musheng knew that if he continued to do nothing, this friend he had made in this damn place would soon be unable to hold on.
He decided to take a gamble. He let go of the hand holding the sword and kicked it violently. The sword flew straight into the sky. Yun Musheng immediately missed a flaw, and three or five brats attacked it. Come.
He gathered energy into a blade and killed a few of them first, leaving only three imps from different directions to rush towards him. He suddenly jumped up, and the few imps collided together and gathered into a stepping stone.
Yun Musheng found the kid in the highest position and kicked off his legs to fly into the air, just in time to catch the sword that had just kicked him into the sky.
The brief moment he jumped into the air, he got stuck on the scarred bear and the rabbit hanging high. Yun Musheng felt sad and angry, and the sword energy turned red and circulated around his body.
"Quick snow..."
The angry sword energy had just circulated halfway when suddenly iron ropes flew around, and there was a kid standing on each of the four eaves. One of them was the extremely arrogant ghost leader.
"Hehe, we are not opponents that can be solved by just losing your temper."
Following the ghost's faint words, the iron rope locked Yun Musheng firmly in the air and continued to tighten. Yun Musheng looked helplessly at the two friends who were about to die and the fate he was about to suffer due to failure. He couldn't help but lament that since the tragedy of annihilating the clan when he was sixteen, his whole life seemed to be lost.
The iron rope was still tightening, and Yun Musheng gradually began to feel a little out of breath. The sky was slightly bright, but it did not illuminate the darkness of the dark alley.
The ghost leader grabbed a spear with his other hand and pierced it into Yun Musheng's abdomen. He opened his big mouth full of maggots and laughed secretly: "The boy in your memory may be able to defeat us, but now he has a broken arm. Do you still have the strength you once had?"
Yun Musheng did not reply, just tilted his head, silently waiting for the last whimper of the furry bear. The furry bear seemed to have no strength to make a sound anymore. It lay on the ground, looking at Yun Musheng who was locked in the air, his mouth still One by one.
Yun Musheng, whose eyes were almost empty, slowly focused, because at this time, the dying furry bear seemed to be really saying something, and Yun Musheng, who was originally a human, also seemed to be talking. . . I can understand!
This silent word came into his mind through the dew breath, where a voice kept echoing: "The forest will remember it!"
Yun Musheng only felt an inexplicable pain in his chest. The small piece of bark obtained from the sacred tree seemed to have taken root in his chest, and its branches extended everywhere along the veins of his body.
Surprisingly, a branch after the bark took root stretched out from the broken part of Yun Musheng's left hand until it grew into the shape of an arm, which seemed to be more powerful.
The furry bear that fell to the ground and the little rabbit that was hung up were completely lifeless, but there was a faint smile on the face that was sleeping peacefully.
Yun Musheng turned her head with red eyes and glared at the ghost leader who was still stabbing her with a spear, and said in a hoarse voice that was almost out of breath: "Then I am stronger now than before!"
The iron ropes around him were shattered into powder, and a monstrous murderous aura gradually exploded like thunder and fire packed with gunpowder. The red snow suddenly cleared, and the killing formation's quick snow cleared. Everywhere in the alleys, not even a blade of grass grew. There are no bones left.
It snows quickly and clears at the same time, killing formation.
The morning light appeared at the end of the distant mountains, and the sky finally lit up. Yun Musheng's white hair was as beautiful as snow, and a rooster's crow resounded throughout the village. It was past midnight.
Yun Musheng walked out of the alley. There were no ghosts, no beasts, and no blood outside. It was just a scene that was strange and familiar to him.
Looking back at the alley, the morning light shone in every corner. There were women weaving and working, and girls holding scrolls. There were no rabbits hanging, or bears that had been poked countless times. There are no endless imps to kill, everything seems to be just a dream.
The familiar old man appeared next to a low house near the alley and looked at Yun Musheng with an unhappy expression. The old man stepped forward and said angrily: "Although with you, the fish will be three times faster." It took ten years to take the bait, but today the big fish that should belong to me, when will we meet again?"
Yun Musheng couldn't understand what the old man meant, but he at least knew that he had roughly solved the problem that the old man asked, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly followed the old man to the turbid mountain spring again.
He was attracted by the turbid mountain spring again, but this time, the old man did not stop him, but his face was inexplicably darker. When Yun Musheng came closer, the old man's face was almost completely black.
He watched the young man in front of him jump into the pool, and then he was reincarnated and hummed a song that he didn't know where to spread: "Impermanence does not take the lives of noble people, and the Lord of Hell only waits for those who are sleeping." Then he walked towards the distant mountains.
The white-haired boy couldn't open his eyes when the dazzling light hit him. The familiar room was empty, as if no one was around.
Yun Musheng's head still seemed to be a little painful. He couldn't remember much of the Huangliang dream just now, but the experience of the blissful realm was still vivid in his mind.
It stands to reason that he should be on the returning warship at this time, but the room where he woke up now is clearly the medical pavilion of Yanyu Tower. Is it because he has not fully woken up yet, or is it that he has been unconscious for an unknown period of time? .
He only felt itchy on his left arm, and suddenly he realized something with a start. That day, he was overloaded and forcibly integrated Han Che's internal energy into Kuai Xue Shi Qing, causing him to almost die from the cold backlash.
Fortunately, he was protected by Master Fuwu and was able to escape. But he remembered that the left arm holding Jiang Xue seemed to be completely unconscious.
But now his left arm not only moved freely, but also seemed to have a lot of strength. He raised his left arm and punched in the air. The sunlight shined on his wrist through the paper window, and the wrist was faintly visible. It seems to have the pattern of tree branches.
Yun Musheng didn't recognize the meaning of this pattern. He just looked at it vaguely and blurted out:
"The forest will remember it."
