Chapter 1142: Golden Thread Omen of Death
A crisp sound broke the silence of the night. Above the main hall, Fei Ling frowned and covered his face and took more than a dozen steps back. The powerful impact made him unable to resist, and he knelt directly on the ground, the pain was too strong and he was already numb.
Mu Yang put his hands behind his back and stared at him quietly and seriously. This time, neither Ruan Linlin nor Zhang Erdan stopped it. And Feiling slowly stood up, not stunned, and knew exactly why.
"This slap is not for me, not for you, but for your mother, Her Majesty the Empress. Do you know what you're doing? Is it necessary to do this? Aren't you afraid of dying if you consume life qi at such a high intensity?"
Feiling, who was staggering and his breath was already weak, walked towards Muyang step by step. A wry smile appeared on his face: "Hehe...... Father, the child knows what you have to say. If this continues, I'll end up before I enter the ruins. β
The footsteps stopped in front of Mu Yang, and the words changed: "But I want to ask you, after so many years and these things, do you still have a fear of death in your heart? The answer you have been looking for is not dangerous?"
Faintly, everyone could feel Feiling's aura, and their mood changed. It seems that everything is seen through in an instant. is no longer the same child as before, and no longer the impulsive little emperor who lacks experience.
The tone was very calm, without the slightest anger. It seems that this is what happened for a long time: "Father, we were born in troubled times, and we should accept all arrangements. I know you've always wanted to keep me free of the troubles of war, but it can't be. β
Looking directly at Mu Yang's eyes, without the slightest intention of dodging, Fei Ling continued: "In such an environment, you and I can't escape. We don't know what will be in the ruins. We can be constrained, but not the soldiers. Their trust in us cannot be disappointed, so there is nothing wrong with what I did!"
At this time, Lin Lin stepped forward and took Fei Ling's hand: "But Ling'er, do you know that this is rapidly shortening your life." Is it really worth it that you're going to put your life at the cost of your own life?"
Glancing at the holy woman, Feiling still focused his gaze on Muyang: "Father once said that everyone has their own destiny, and it is not something that can be escaped if you want to. So I chose to face it bravely. β
Letting go of Ruan Linlin's hand, Feiling turned around and walked back: "To a certain extent, maybe this is my fate? I have an inexplicable feeling that this time the action of the ruins must be me, so I ......"
Everyone was silent, and the others didn't know how to refute, but Mu Yang's thoughts drifted to another direction. Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he knows very well that Feiling's temperament will never change like this in a short period of time.
When did it become different? It must have been after waking up from a deep coma that it suddenly became like this. Could it be that in the Divine Consciousness Space, the Empress's power deliberately shielded itself in order to ......
With doubts in his heart, Muyang naturally wanted to figure it out. But it's not clear yet. So the expression on his face slowly softened. Zhang Erdan stood up and held Feiling's shoulder with his right hand: "Good job, it's a real man..."
But Zhang Erdan, who had never been straight up, didn't notice that with his seemingly random grip, Feiling's brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be in some pain, but this subtle change did not escape Mu Yang's eyes.
Secretly glanced at Lin Lin, and the other party also nodded slightly. Things really seem to be going wrong, and now is not the time to be impulsive. The departure time for the ruins is tomorrow, and there is still a chance to figure things out tonight.
In fact, their time was really running out, the enchantment on the periphery of the Cloud Palace had been trembling, and everything above the gods was covered in black qi. Many cultivators could only give up cultivation for the time being after knowing the danger.
But as a cultivator, if you don't have the strength to protect yourself, the end will be the same. It was all death, so everyone gathered together and decided to give it a go. With the strength of everyone, temporarily resist the black qi.
But this is only a palliative solution, and if you shield the black gas, it will spread in another direction. In this way, all the black qi turned into black phantom insects attacked the side of the Cloud Palace, and the enchantment was almost unstoppable.
The situation outside is in crisis, and the cloud palace is not much better. Many soldiers were seizing the time to breathe their breath, and they also had to defend the stability of the enchantment, and they were a little hurried for a while, but they were able to deal with it.
In Feiling's room, he cautiously closed the whole room, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, his robe faded, only to see a gold thread extending out on his shoulder, and his arms were already covered with it, which was very serious.
This is not the result of any exercises, nor is it any evil art that Feiling has cultivated. Although the arms are covered with gold threads, they look hideous, but the shoulders are the crux of the problem, extending all the way to the heart.
"I didn't expect it to be so fast, these eighty-one days may have been cut by half by me......" smiled self-deprecatingly, although Feiling knew his final result, but seeing the changes in his body with his own eyes, he still felt uncomfortable.
The appearance of golden marks on his body, called golden threads, is a harbinger of his life reaching the limit and death. Previously, Fei Ling had been using the power of the golden heart petal, that is, using the breath of life, which naturally accelerated the consumption.
"Mother, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do what I promised you. I can't improve my realm in my current condition, if the golden thread keeps spreading, and the last defense in the heart is shattered......"
I would never have thought that at that time, I thought I had obtained a new inheritance, but it was my last strength. Fei Ling wanted to accept it calmly, but when the omen of death appeared, he was still scared in his heart.
"Human beings are really fragile, no matter how strong they pretend to be on the surface, when they really face it, they will still be afraid, it's not a matter of timidity, it's just a human instinct. β
"Haha...... Ha ha...... Do you think that this will do anything? It's naΓ―ve. Even if you can reseal this throne, so what? When you die with this throne, someone will thank you?"
A gloomy voice came, Feiling's heart moved, naturally he knew who the other party was, and he could directly break through the defense here, and no one else broke in: "I know what you're thinking, it's better to dispel this idea as soon as possible!"
Indeed, Fei Ling is the biggest threat to the Black Fantasy Mystery, so the latter has always wanted to win over. But if Feiling had to agree, it wouldn't be the case now: "What if we die together? Do you think I'll be afraid?"
Boom! Bang! In the next second, the door was directly blasted open, Mu Yang's figure flashed, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and directly pulled Feiling over. With a wave of his hand, the entire weird aura disappeared in an instant. I wasn't in the mood to care about anything else, so I stared straight at Feiling.
"Say, what else are you hiding from me? What is the matter with the golden thread on your hands and body? Is this the reason for your sudden change? Could it be related to the power of your golden heart petal? You better tell me honestly!
This time, it was not a discussion, but a direct question. The powerful aura was suppressed, making Fei Ling a little breathless. That divine consciousness transmission has long been forced back by Muyang, and he must clarify things today.
Shaking his head helplessly, Feiling knew that paper would never be able to contain fire. He smiled bitterly: "Father, I am your son, and I am not your prisoner, there is no need for this, right? I know that I can't hide it from you, but you can't change anything."
(End of chapter)