"According to you, there should be a lot of people here, right, how can it be so lonely. Hao Dao.

"Didn't you say it? You have chosen the wrong path, people during the day, ghosts at night, since this is Huangquan carving, you have to follow the rules of Huangquan, naturally there is only the right way to go in the middle of the night. The old man sneered.

Hao turned around and said, "There's no sun here... ”

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

It is true that there is no sun in the sky, but I can clearly feel that the whole sky is gradually becoming dark and low, and the wind is gradually becoming cold and biting.

"Cough, cough, cough... ”

There was a sudden faint coughing sound in his ears, Hao hurriedly turned around, leaned down, and his voice was gentle and submissive: "Master, are you awake?"

The old man frowned, looking a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect that Yi Hao's strength and bloodline would be someone else's spirit beast, and this person looked annoying and kind, like a lost person walking on the edge of Buddha and demons.

The strength of the spiritual realm is not bad for most of the bottoms.

"Hao? It's you... Where is this?" Furukawa tried to get up, but found that he was weak, and every word he uttered was moaning, like a tattered bellows.

Hao hurriedly held him up and said, "Master, you should recuperate first, I fed you the meat mushroom of the Long Live Toad, I think it can help you recover a lot." ”

Furukawa nodded weakly, feeling that his neck was almost unable to support his head, and quickly lay down, staring blankly at the sky with his eyes, as if he were in a fugue.

At this moment, the wounds on his body have miraculously healed, thinking that it is the joint effect of the black demon qi and the meat mushroom, which is worthy of being a treasure that can make people live with the sky, but the internal should still be seriously damaged, and he can only barely maintain his function at this moment, let alone fight, it is difficult to stand up, and it will take more time to recover.

For a while, everyone did not speak, only the sound of the oars lapping on the water, crisp and distant, and seemed empty.

"Toad dead?" Furukawa suddenly said.

Hao was slightly stunned

, "Yes." ”

"I killed you?"

"Yes. Hao hesitated for a moment, and told Furukawa everything that happened after he fell into a coma, including Taiyue's heroic righteousness, at least in Hao's mind, Taiyue is gone, and there is no return.

Furukawa listened patiently and did not express any opinions, just looked at the empty river, his eyes were scattered, as if he was recalling something, and seemed to be listening to something.

Seeing Furukawa like this, Hao was quite sad, and was about to comfort him a few words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Furukawa spoke.

"No, he's not dead. Furukawa said, his voice soft, but resolute.

Hao Leng paused for a moment, didn't know how to reply to him, and thought: "Master, master, I know that you have deep feelings for him, and I have a good relationship with him, but if you insist on thinking like this, it will be too stubborn." ”

After all, these words were not spoken, but only added to the sadness.

Furukawa seemed to see the disbelief in Hao's heart, and said to the Spirit Pattern Nunu, "If he dies, I must be the first to feel it, but I can feel that he is not dead." ”

Hao stopped talking, shook his body, expressed his agreement, and thought in his heart: "Master, what separates you is a spatial barrier as large as the entire river, and there are so many spatial cracks and disorders in it, and the connection between the spirit patterns has long been ineffective. ”

"So, our lake is full of ghosts, snakes, and insects. Furukawa didn't cling to this topic too much, and asked him about it, but his eyes were sad, like a small flame, swaying in the wind, as if it was about to go out.

When Hao first told Furukawa, he had already told him the basic situation here.

"So to speak, but there is a large piece of space, which is the size of the river, that separates each other. ”

"That's what Master said, after falling, there is a high probability that you will be hanged by the spatial crack, and if you are lucky, you will be transported to other places by the spatial corridor?"

"Hmm. ”

"Don't you want to know how the normal path goes, and you will see it when the last light is swallowed up by darkness. The old man, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, and the oar in his hand also stopped, looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

Hao helped Furukawa to his feet, rested his back on his knees, and looked together at the place where the old man saw.

Little by little, darkness shrouded the surroundings, like a giant beast devouring the light was swallowing up the sparks with its giant mouth, and the only remaining dim light like dusk was gradually fading, like an old man in the last years of the wind and candles gradually dying.

At a certain moment, the light fades away, and the darkness prevails.

Furukawa couldn't see anything clearly, and everywhere he looked, he couldn't see anything.

The ultimate of the night is light, and in the Yellow Spring, darkness symbolizes the beginning of the feast.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smac

There were faint sounds in the darkness, like the sound of oars lapping on the surface of the water and boats breaking through the water.

At first, it was only like a mosquito moaning, and then gradually like rain, more and more, like thousands of boats competing for the stream, thousands of boats going down together.

In the darkness, a trace of spark suddenly appeared, faintly bright like fireflies, shaped like a lantern.

Furukawa was surprised in his heart, looked straight at it, couldn't speak, and felt that Xiaoguang in the dark night had a different kind of beauty.

Boom, boom, boom.

More and more sparks were lit, like bonfires that were gradually lit during the banquet of the barbarians, several, dozens, hundreds, thousands...

The sparkling light was ignited, like stars falling from the sky, dotting the river, reflecting the brilliance of the river, and like fireflies flying, dancing in groups to praise the kindness of God.

For a while, the stars were like rain, the flames were like flowers, hazy out of it, the stars splashed in the clouds, and the dew and jade liquid trickled.

"It's beautiful. Furukawa sighed.

"yes. "Hao Yinghe.

Ugin straightened up and admired the view, his face intoxicated.

"What is this?" Furukawa said.

"That's it. The old man suddenly bent down and tinkered with the bow of the boat for a while, only to hear a smack, the bow of the boat lit up, and the face of a bright woman was like a beauty, just like those open flames: "Those are like you, they are all travelers on the road to this Yellow Springs." The old man paused: "Night is the right way to get here." ”