Flowers bloom all over the throne, but with the withering of life. The soil where the ice flowers are rooted is a thick layer of ice. Through his blurred vision, Qingya can barely see that there is a space under the ice layer.
Snap, another piece of broken ice fell. Just when Qingya was about to complain that the craftsmen who carved these guards were so poor in craftsmanship and why they were so unreliable, they suddenly discovered that the ice sculpture with a broken arm just now was now In mint condition.
The deep pit that was smashed into the ground has also been repaired as before.
More and more pieces of broken ice forced Qingya to keep retreating, until when he walked down the steps of the throne, a broken ice sculpture arm hit Qingya again in front of him.
However, the tendency of the ice cubes to fall remained unabated, and several ice sculptures even cracked together. Wherever Qingya went, the ice sculptures above his head began to break, as if Qingya was going to be driven out of the hall. main entrance.
It wasn't until Qingya exited the hall that the falling ice crystals stopped. The hall in front of him was already pockmarked by the falling ice, and small piles of broken ice were everywhere.
But just when Qing Ya blinked his eyes, everything in front of him returned to the same state as before.
Could it be...
In order to confirm his conjecture, Qingya walked into the hall again. Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the hall, cracks began to appear on the ice sculpture.
As he got closer to the throne, the ice sculpture fell more violently. When he walked to the flower bed, the sword in the ice sculpture's hand broke, and the sharp sword fell towards Qingya's head.
After a few steps, Qingya exited the hall again, and the ice sculpture became quiet again. This time, Qingya stared at the hall filled with frost and snow without blinking, wanting to see how it would recover. However, after waiting for a quarter of an hour, Qingya's eyes were dry and astringent. Still no movement.
With a trace of doubt, Qingya blinked his eyes, and in such a short period of time, the main hall returned to its original state again.
Just as what was said in the storybook, these ice sculptures are actually alive, and they are existences that cannot be observed.
Qingya once read about similar life forms in "Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas: Ghost Realm". They were born in the gap caused by the collision of two worlds. They are life but not life. They have a long lifespan and are known as statues. Forms lie dormant anywhere in the world.
When they feel the anger of humans, they will wake up, hide in the blind spots of people's eyes and start to act. When you look at them, they will return to the state of statues, and in the blink of an eye, they may be They take lives.
Their bodies are extremely hard, and even if they are damaged, they can recover quickly. When you encounter them, remember not to blink.
The only way to deal with them is for the two of them to take turns staring at it, keeping it in a statue state, and then sealing it in a place where no one will ever see it. After tens of millions of years, their vitality will gradually be exhausted and eventually dissipate.
In the book, such a life form is called "Apostle of Styx".
When Qing Ya said their names, Qing Ming in his hand trembled slightly. Although he couldn't hear the specific words, Qing Ya could feel the intention conveyed by Qing Ming.
The general idea is that Qing Ming is protesting that these life forms have nothing to do with the River Styx in the underworld, and the ignorant people put the blame on the heads of the Hades.
Fortunately, the statues here are not hostile to the intruder Qingya. On the contrary, what they are always afraid of is the throne.
Just now, I vaguely saw that there is still this space under the throne. Maybe there is something dangerous hidden there, and these statues are the mechanisms left by the owner of this palace to guard this place.
Thinking of this, Qing Ya left the hall wisely, because this place was not his destination. In the distance, his girl was still waiting for him to wake her up.
Continuing to climb to the top of the snow-capped mountains, Qingya turned back and looked down at the mountains, only to find that the Yuxu Palace was in a sunken basin of the mountains. In front of the mountains, a river that had dried up for an unknown number of years passed around the mountains. Such a layout , Qingya feels something is wrong no matter how he looks at it.
No one would build a palace in a depression. From this point of view, this place does not look like an inhabited palace, but rather like a tomb.
And in that main hall, the ice flowers blooming on the throne lead the soul to death. Could it be that the space under the ice flowers is where the owner of this place is buried? Did that person set up the Apostle of Styx as the tombkeeper? Did he not want his eternal sleep to be disturbed?
The more Qingya thought about it, the more horrifying he felt. He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, turned around and left quickly.
Anyway, this place is just an illusion. Once Sister Qing'er is awakened, everything here will turn into nothingness.
Thousands of Snow Mountains, it took more than a month for Qingya to walk out of this ice field, and adjacent to the ice field was a sea of flowers.
The world here seems to have been carefully designed by people. An obvious dividing line neatly divides the ice field and the sea of flowers into two, and the extremely cold climate has also changed after Qingya crossed this dividing line. Warm as spring.
This world is very strange. Some places that should not belong to the human world are surprisingly real, such as the Yuxu Palace Tomb on the ice sheet. Some places that should be in the human world are not consistent with common sense, such as the different climates with such clear boundaries here.
The gentle warm wind blew the petals lightly, mixed with the fragrance of earth, and kept swirling in front of Qingya, as if the flowers here opened their arms to welcome Qingya's arrival.
But Qingya had no intention of admiring this world of flowers. His eyes could no longer accommodate anything except the black lotus in full bloom on the hillside in the distance.
Although this is not the real world, and the time passing by is different from the outside world, for Qingya, it is true that he has not seen Hua Qing'er for more than two months.
This separation was longer than any separation since they got acquainted. Even when Tianyun and the two were separated by two peaks, Qingya would have gone to Tianxuan Peak within a month at most.
Maybe for Hua Qing'er, this period of time was just a big dream, but for Qingya, he crossed the endless desolation, the undulating glaciers, and endured the loneliness of thousands of miles, just to wake up the girl in her sleep. .
Now that she was right in front of him, Qingya couldn't hold back his throbbing mood and stepped onto the hillside where Black Lotus was in two or three steps.
This time, the black lotus is no longer an illusory dharma, but a real lotus that can be touched. Three layers of nine-petal flowers surround the lotus platform in the center, on which lies a girl wearing a black dress.
She turned sideways, curled up her legs slightly, put her right arm under her head, and fell asleep quietly.
Qingya stood beside her, looking at her sleeping face. For a moment, he couldn't bear to wake her up. He just wanted to look at her calmly like this until the end of time.
Gently hold her right hand. This time, you won't take it off again and give me a slap. Qing Ya smiled and put her palm against his face, feeling the warmth from her palm. Everything felt so familiar.
This time, I have lost you for so long. Never let me lose you in the future. Unknowingly, we have formed such a deep bond since you broke into my life. , I can no longer imagine life without you.
In my memory, you are always very sleepy. When you were in Huaying Tower, you would always sleep until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. But since my arrival, you always wake up before me, open my door and wake me up. Every morning, when I open my eyes, you are all in my eyes.
This time, you have slept for more than two months, and you have finally slept enough. So, wake up quickly, Sister Qing'er.
A dazzling green light flashed between Qingya's eyebrows. He leaned down and put his forehead on Hua Qing'er's forehead. The sharp point of the needle was like a thin needle that cut through the curtain, and the world was also The color faded away as if a dark curtain had been lifted.
"Qingya."
Hearing this voice again, Qingya suddenly felt like he was in another world.
Do you know how long it has been since I heard you calling me?
In this lifeless world, I cannot talk to anyone or hear anyone's words. I have become accustomed to such a quiet world.
When Lotte layman heard the sound of pipa at the head of the Xunyang River, he sighed, "My ears are temporarily brightened by listening to celestial music." At this time, your two short words, in my ears, are exactly like celestial music. So pleasant.
The girl lying on her side opened her eyes, and the shadow of Qingya was reflected in her dark eyes, and all she saw in Qingya's eyes was herself.
"I had a long, long dream. I dreamed that I was fighting against you and Sister Qiu. I cast a lot of weird spells, but I still couldn't beat her. Then I was trapped in a small In the small room, I saw you running and running, running towards me, and when I woke up, you really appeared in front of me."
Hua Qing'er held Qing Ya's face with trembling hands and stroked his cheek gently.
"Did I slap you again? Does it hurt?"
While speaking, Hua Qing'er also blew gently towards Qing Yadi's right cheek.
The orchid-like fragrance fluttered on Qingya's face. Qingya couldn't restrain his inner excitement and stretched out his hand to embrace the girl in front of him into his arms.
"Yes, I have been looking for you for a long time, and I will never lose you again."
Qingya hugged her tightly, maybe because he was afraid that she would disappear again, maybe because he wanted to hold her in his arms for a long time.
With a gentle smile, she also wrapped her arms around Qingya's back and pressed tightly against the boy in front of her. At this moment, the two of them could clearly hear each other's heartbeat.
Soon, they will return to reality. Princess Changle's whereabouts have not yet been found, and they don't know what kind of opponents they will face.
But at least at this moment, I can throw away everything in the world and just hug you tightly like this.
