Chapter 6: My Return

Yan Tao trembled and wielded the Hundred Refining Sword, approaching the unconscious Witch Crow step by step, the shining silver light on the long sword illuminated the sickly pale face of the Witch Crow, the Witch Crow seemed to be a fragile paper flower, and his delicacy looked so unbearable under Yan Tao's long sword. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info can't help but make people sigh at the insignificance of life. However, the world of the bolds is so cruel.

"Die, you monsters!" Yan Tao frantically stabbed the Hundred Refining Sword into the heart of the Witch Crow, but the sharpness of this sword was enough to cut off the Witch Crow's small body. At the end of the day, it's just a five- or six-year-old.

Su Bai happened to wake up from a brief coma, but unfortunately saw this scene in front of him.

At this moment, every part of Su Bai trembled violently, and it was a reaction of complex emotions including anger, worry, and powerlessness. But Su Bai didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, so he could only watch Yan Tao approach the crow step by step, and the cold long sword gradually stabbed into the crow's chest.

Su Bai wanted to shout. Don't! Don't touch him! That's my only brother...... I...... The only relative......

Su Bai's eyes were filled with something warm at some point, but he couldn't even make a sound, only a hoarse gasp like a dead dog.

If there is one pillar that Su Bai has survived until now, living in this dark world that is hunted down, it is the witch crow. Although the two don't feel like brothers from the outside, Su Bai has long identified this younger brother, so Su Bai will do his best to protect the last dawn in this life.

But at this moment, Su Bai, the life of the witch crow, could not be saved, and he could only watch the life-seeking long sword pierce into the little guy's body little by little, and Su Bai could no longer support the mental load. When the last string of the tense spirit broke, Su Bai's consciousness fell into endless darkness......

"Can I let them trample on me?"

Just as the long sword reached an inch in front of the crow's chest, the yin wind suddenly rose, Yan Tao shivered, the hair on his whole body stood upside down, and a dangerous feeling enveloped his body like a dark night. A chill ran from his tail vertebrae up to the back of his head, causing him to pause.

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A thought is eternal, and a thought is instantaneous.

Su Bai's consciousness seemed to sink into a black pool, in this black pool, all he could see was endless darkness, and his body was as if he was in a cold pool, but his eyes did not have the uncomfortable feeling of being in the water, only the torment of being invaded by the cold in the cold pool. However, here he felt a sense of comfort from his soul, a sense of comfort that he had never experienced in the world, and his consciousness gradually adapted to the endless darkness, and gradually wanted to sink into it. The memories of his life seem to pass through his eyes one by one.

It is said that before a person dies, he will recall his life in his mind, including every little thing even about eating and sleeping. And the cold feeling of this body is like the gradual loss of body temperature when the body dies.

Su Bai didn't know if he was going to die, he only felt the coldness of his body, and more importantly, the emptiness of his soul.

Because of those fragments of memories, they only recall the scene when Su Bai fled under the pursuit of hunters with a witch crow two years ago, and this is the beginning of memory. However, the previous memories seemed to be a forbidden place in Su Bai's mind, and Su Bai couldn't find it or open it.

And the memories after the beginning are also the same and tasteless, all of them are the escape road of Su Bai and the witch crow, not so much the memories of his life before death, Su Bai feels that it is a nightmare, he has always wanted to be free from this nightmare, but he has more than enough strength to do so, maybe death is liberation.

Su Bai smiled silently, the corners of his mouth opened slightly and spewed out a string of bubbles, and the bubbles floated up the top of the "black pool", but let the bubbles become too small to be invisible, but still did not meet the air.

Suddenly, a red light shot into his eyes, between the gaps in his eyes. Su Bai felt a sense of discomfort, but still opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the red light source.

Su Bai felt his sense of smell and taste regain, and he recovered from the monotonous and disgusting memory.

What catches your eye is an endless world of red and black, this world is connected to the black pool where Su Bai is, and the boundary is close to Su Bai's eyes but it seems to be the edge of the sky.

But this dark red and black tone is quite suitable for this black pool, and Su Bai actually has time to desert.

The strong smell of fishy and corpse mixed with the strong wind stimulated Su Bai's mouth and nose. I really don't understand why I can smell this tormenting smell of stomach bags when I am in the water and holding my breath.

The world is just as monotonous, and there is only a small mountain as far as the eye can see. However, these are mountains of corpses piled up with countless corpses. Under the corpse mountain, there was naturally an endless sea of blood, and the fishy wind kept blowing across the "sea surface" and blowing towards Su Bai, raging his stomach, which had reached the limit.

And the corpses on the corpse mountain are also strange, some of the leg bones are as big as a century-old tree, and some of the skulls show the appearance of a beast that Su Bai does not know.

Above the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, there seems to be something sitting on the highest peak, it sits lonely on the top of the corpse mountain, with a blood-colored moon on its head, proudly ignoring the beings below the mountain, but no life seems to feel its majesty, because this world, except for it, there are only corpses and bones of the undead.

Its head turned to Su Bai, and it looked at Su Bai across the world, and it was a pair of eyes that were incomparably beautiful.

The white heavy pupils exude the majesty of looking down on all beings, and are more bloodthirsty and wild like beasts. Su Bai was attracted by these eyes at a glance, but he never realized that he had the same left eye as it.

Each other's figures were reflected in each other's white eyes, and at that moment, it was as if familiar friends met again after many days.

Su Bai didn't know why he felt this way.

The "creature" on top of the mountain of corpses smiled at Su Bai. Yes, despite being a world away, Su Bai feels that way.

The corners of its mouth were a little light, revealing white teeth like tigers.

"I on the other side, this reunion, my stay, for a long time!"

Like an old friend, the voice pierced the boundaries of the world and bombarded Su Bai's heart like a hammer. Although this sentence is as simple as this, it seems to be the key to open an ancient stone door, opening a dusty place on Su Bai's body.

With that voice, there was also the breath of eternity, the breath of beasts that came from the wilderness, which could only be felt in the ancient beasts of the Ancient Immortal Law Era. And at this moment, this eternal evil qi continued to come from that world and flow into Su Bai's body.

Su Bai felt as if something had broken somewhere in his body, and power was pouring out of his body like a spring. Su Bai's eyes opened and closed unconsciously, and at the moment he opened his eyes, the pupils in the inner circle of the heavy pupils were completely scarlet, and the corners of his mouth curled up to the same arc as it above the corpse mountain, and the same tiger teeth shone with the cold light of Sen Bai.

The black pool of water around Su Bai boiled, and it was around the thin body that exuded an eternal evil aura. As the water of the black pool boiled, Su Bai's eyes gradually showed the light of the real world, and the appearance of the crow and Yan Tao gradually became clear, and the long sword still hung an inch above the heart of the crow.

Su Bai, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up like a living corpse, and the terrifying blood-colored evil qi continued to float from his body to the surroundings, and from the ancient will emanating from it, Yan Tao seemed to feel that it was uncomfortable to get up a child, but an ancient beast that had been sleeping for a long time.

A thought is forever, but also a moment.

Su Bai woke up from the black and red world, but it was only a blink of an eye, but Su Bai felt like a century had passed. It was as if I had been reborn after a reincarnation.

His lowered head slowly lifted, his pale face under his hair, and his left cheek now had three more lines, like a pattern on a tiger's face. The inner circle of the tiger pupil and the whites of the eyes under the white hair were filled with blood, and a faint white halo flickered in the outer circle of the heavy pupil. Su Bai's lips opened slightly, a low and eternal, king-like voice came from his throat, at this moment, the reality of Su Bai, the consciousness in the black pool, the king of the red and black world, the three "people" lips opened slightly at the same time, the same mouth shape opened and closed, their voices seemed to be mixed together, into Yan Tao's ears, the voice, as if entrained with a world of corpses and blood, coincided with this world.

"My Return ......"

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