Chapter 67: The Voice of the Heart

Lei Yan came back to his senses and continued to retreat, while his thoughts spread out, looking for the source of the voice.

"No need to look for it, my body is already **. These meteorites around you are my body, although I didn't experience the catastrophe back then, but the battle of those powerful people beat me to pieces with one move. Here, it is only one-ten-thousandth of myself, and this wisp of thought has also been accumulated and re-condensed over a long period of time. ”

After a while, Lei Yan shook his head, a little helpless.

Suddenly, he felt a change in the touch in his hand, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned his head to look over. I saw that the girl in blue had her head hanging down, her eyes were closed, and her body seemed to twitch slightly, as if she had encountered something terrible.

The wind flow formed a circle outside their body, protecting them from it, and the wind was calm inside, but the wind flow was rapid outside.

"Girl, are you alright?"

His mind came to her mind, and in it, he saw the sea water, cold and clear.

The sea water, wave after wave, in a space of thousands of feet, is like this.

The bead of thought emerged, and his mind flew around it under the protection of the bead. In the outside world, he didn't see anything unusual, so he flew towards the center.

There, where she saw it in her head.

As soon as he entered the center of the place, it was as if he had passed through a barrier. After entering, the scene around suddenly changed, and all around, there was boundless killing. Stumps and severed arms were everywhere, human beings, brutally slaughtered, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

And these people, most of them are wearing blue clothes, Rao is a group of corpses, and he can also feel a soft aura.

These corpses were made of water.

He felt that these people, and the girl in blue, were of the same race from the same place.

"Woooooo

The surrounding desolation was full of corpses, dead silence. He walked among them, looking at the strange buildings on the left and right, his brows furrowed slightly, and not a single voice existed. It's not that he can't see these corpses, it's just that he has entered this kind of place inexplicably, and he will inevitably have some helplessness. Earlier, outside the barrier, he had sensed a force pushing him into it.

That force is not something he can fight.

He doesn't care about everything in the outside world anymore, and first figure out where he is now.

Not long after leaving, a cry came from my ears. A whimper, an extremely suppressed voice, and his heart tightened. That kind of cry was heartbreaking, but it was blocked.

The owner of the voice is afraid, but the voice cannot be heard.

He followed the sound and found the source of the sound among the pile of corpses. Remove all the corpses around. Beneath the bodies of a man and a woman, he saw a girl with pale blue hair, she was only four or five years old, with bright, dark eyes, staring at him, looking at him closely, fear permeating those beautiful eyes.

A large palm, covering her face, covers her mouth.

The sound of whining and crying was made by this little girl. Tears flowed from her eyes, and his heart softened, melted by the tears.

The corpses on the side were removed, and in the end, only two corpses, a man and a woman, were left. The woman's body, blocking the girl, held her in his arms, and the wounds on her body were already visible to the bones. And the man, if he guessed correctly, should have used his body to block an attack and protect the little girl.

And before he died, he covered the little girl's mouth, for fear that she would make a sound.

A whining sound came from the girl's mouth. Listening to people, he was exhausted, and he actually felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

As soon as his mind moved, he hurriedly urged himself to sober up, not bewitched by the voice.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly made a move and moved the woman's body away. Then, he wanted to remove the man's palm, but unfortunately, this time, no matter what, he couldn't move the man's slightest bit.

After many attempts, he couldn't remove the man's palm. As he tugged at the man's palm, the whining sound came out intermittently, becoming clearer and clearer. However, each time the sound seemed more like, the dead man's palm covered her mouth tightly to prevent her from making a sound.

Seeing this scene, Lei Yan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly understood something.

After a while, he came back to his senses, squatted down, and put away the weapon in his hand. Looking at the immature child, he said, "Don't make a sound, I'll take you out and take you out of here." ”

Hearing this, the little girl's expression froze, and her voice stopped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lei Yan suddenly struck out and removed the man's palm. As far as the eye could see, the little girl's lips were covered to the ground, without opening the slightest. His pupils shrank suddenly, and the black and purple five-finger prints were dazzlingly burned on the little girl's face, ruining her face, and the hollow of a palm, it could be seen that the little girl's skull was deformed.

The voice didn't come again, and after Lei Yan was shocked, he picked up the little girl, looked left and right, found a place similar to the road, and walked away.

Knowing this time, he had the heart to look around.

If it weren't for the corpses everywhere, this would be a dreamlike existence. Intermittent lakes sit all around, and the water is clear, except for a few places that have been contaminated by corpses. In some places that have not been destroyed, you can see that the pale blue flowers are blooming beautifully, exuding an uplifting aroma, and the smell is so moving.

"Woo!"

As he walked, he suddenly heard a voice coming, and suddenly turned his head to look at the little girl he was holding in his arms. The thin lips were tightly closed, as if they were sealed, without the slightest opening. And her eyes, with a hint of urgency, seemed to want to do something, but she couldn't.

"You're making a sound?"

He asked in a low voice, not from the little girl's mouth.

Although, he could see the little girl's mouth, wanting to open it, constantly moving. But all the while, she couldn't open her mouth and make a single note.

"Whew!"

It was the sound of the weeping whimper, and he stretched out his hand, and his fingers opened and moved to the little girl's mouth.

For a long time, his palm opened and retracted, he didn't have the determination to come and see, what was in the little girl's mouth, or, nothing. His heart was trembling, and he didn't know why, with his heart, it shouldn't have been like this. But as soon as this whining cry appeared, his heart seemed to resonate.

Gritting his teeth, Lei Yan stretched out his hand and opened the girl's mouth.

Sure enough, it was pitch black inside, and there was no tongue. There was no sound coming from it, whining, he could hear, but definitely not from the girl's mouth.

So, where did this voice come from?

The whining sound in his ears made his heart sad. Although it was very clear in his head that the voice could not be understood. But his heart couldn't help but rise and fall with this whimpering sound, and the calm heart lake set off a thousand waves.

"Ahh

A loud shout came out of his mouth, venting the depression in his heart.

The sound spread out, and there were faint waves in the space around it. The whining sound stopped, and the girl stared at him with beautiful eyes.

"Heartbeat!"

He suddenly turned his head, stared at the girl, and suddenly understood. Born from the heart, there is no sound in the heart, everything is dumb, and the sound in the heart is born, even if it cannot make a sound, it can infect others and let others feel the voice of her heart. You don't have to open your mouth to transmit your voice.

When he came to his senses, he laid the little girl on the ground and sat down cross-legged on his knees.

He took off the black turban on his head and tied his eyes. His world became dark. His heart was opened, slowly, slowly, into the heavens and the earth. He could feel that somewhere, there was a voice calling to him, or something all along.

He followed the voice, and in a dark and lightless place, he heard the voice.

"Dad, mother, don't want you to leave, Yin'er doesn't want you to leave!"

It was a cry, a cry from the bottom of his heart, a cry of despair that he could feel. However, he could not speak out. He could only listen quietly, and then slowly approached, listening to the anger and sadness that came from the voice.

"Why, why, I was born without a tongue and unable to make a sound?"

"The water sound race, the dreamy race, all people are born to sing and dance, why, I can't make a sound, why, why! why?"

The voice seemed to tear the restraints to the outside world, and that heart-rending cry touched Lei Yan's mind, and he desperately wanted his heart to calm down and feel the voice communicate with her. Unfortunately, he couldn't, his heart didn't have that power, he couldn't communicate with her, he couldn't comfort her, let her know that he could hear her voice.

The cry in my heart is so strong. But the first time I saw this girl, I could feel the silence in her.

Until now, how could he not know that this little girl was the girl in blue who was restrained by him. It turned out that the girl didn't want to speak, but she couldn't speak, she didn't have a voice. Unable to use her throat to make any sounds.

Even if he didn't, he would only hear a whining sound.

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