Chapter 103: Spirit Language, One Flower World
"Perhaps, it's me who is too impatient, calm down, today, that's the end of it, we're not going forward, you're too, it's time to go back."
Kong Ming was a little depressed, there was a trace of pity for Wu Chan and mockery of himself on his bdifferent face, and there was a trace of inexplicable confusion, he seems, more and more, more self, the cause and effect of the deity and Wu Chan, what about the entanglement, what position does he have to decide a qiē, he is just here to do the task strategy goal, what does the superfluous thing actually have to do with him, why would he want to separate the deity and Wu Chan if the mission fails? Isn't it true that he has not died enough and is not miserable enough?
Here he was thinking about the mess of things, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he pulled the dirty Wu Chan over, and in Wu Chan's stunned expression, he pulled him to the opposite direction of the aperture, that is, the darkness where they came from.
Step by step, the light behind him became smaller and smaller, and the light emitted by the full moon at night became more and more dim, as if illusory, fleeting.
Pulled by the jade immortal, Wu Chan, who followed behind him, looked vaguely at the jade immortal in front of him, even if there was no moonlight, it was like a flickering fluorescent back, and the neck that was not covered was slender and translucent, constantly tempting Wu Chan, tempting him to reach out and touch, fortunately, Wu Chan's remaining reason stopped him, he had to turn his gaze back to him, looking at the more and more subtle aperture, seemingly focused, but absent-mindedly stunned, in his heart, I don't know what to think.
Until he came to a dark and bottomless cliff, Kong Mingfang let go of his hand and woke up Wu Chan, who was suddenly distracted and out of nowhere, looking at his blank expression, Kong Ming smiled a little secretly in his heart, and felt that the next thing would be very interesting.
After all, he's real, and he's a little cautious.
Wu Chan, who was finally slapped by the Jade Immortal, stared at a pair of peach blossom eyes that should have been charming and amorous.
Well, in fact, Wu Chan looks really good, at least, a pair of peach blossom eyes, both amorous and charming, but, I don't know if it's because of his personality, the peach blossom eyes that should have attracted all kinds of beauties of all ages are on him, but they only let people ignore and ignore them, not to mention that he has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and people who have seen him only remember his stupid Erha appearance.
Well, this is also a kind of magic, and it can be regarded as a specialty, right?
Leaning forward and looking down at the bottomless and dark cliff abyss, Wu Chan swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and his palms were even more nervously placed on both sides and pinched desperately, accidentally kicking a stone under his feet, and falling off the cliff quickly, but there was no repercussion.
Wu Chan, who was sure that there was really no way to the other side here, turned sideways and looked at the jade immortal who was shining on the side, illuminating the small world they were standing in, and asked with hesitation and trembling, "That, we, what are we going to do now?" Isn't it, go back a bit, it seems a little dangerous here. ”
If there is a magical tool that can make people's hearts and emotions come out, then the small bubble on Wu Cicada's head at this moment must be full of panic and fear.
Wu Chan's fear didn't make Kong Ming react, but after looking at the cliff for a while, he calmly faced Wu Chan, calmly and leisurely, as if he was in an empty and bright hall, "This is the way back, are you ready?" ”
The voice of the jade immortal is very calm and calm, if it is under normal circumstances, the nervous feelings will definitely be calmed down, but at this moment, Wu Chan only has a panic full of condescension, even if he is a little far away from the cliff and has his back to the cliff, but he still can't control his fear and tremble.
"Going, the way back?" Wu Chan squinted his eyes and glanced at the cliff not far from his side, swearing not to believe that there would be a way back, there, obviously there was only a dark and deep cliff, "That, you're not kidding, here, there is really only a cliff, that's it, no, I don't see a place where you can pass guò." ”
"There is no need to go to the other side, there is no road on the other side." Obviously, Wu Chan was looking forward to it, but Kong Ming still bluntly broke his falsehood, "Under the cliff is Lu who goes back." “
Yes, that's right, Kong Ming's so-called way back is the unfathomable abyss under the cliff.
Kong Ming didn't wait for Wu Chan's reply, while he squinted his eyes, he didn't react at all, and he was actually pushed down by the Jade Immortal Wu Chan, after Wu Chan fell, Kong Ming flicked his sleeves calmly, and then flew down lightly, like a leisurely game, compared to Wu Chan who was so panicked that he was at a loss, Kong Ming really didn't want to be too calm.
"Ahhhh
The rapid fall made the wind become more and more violent, and the wind that wrapped the body did not slow down the speed of the fall, but there was a tendency to get faster and faster.
At the moment when Wu Chan was almost fainting, Wu Chan's sloppy eyes saw a large patch of hazy jade, falling from the sky, and then a pair of cold but familiar arms that made him feel at ease hugged his waist tightly, and then flipped, Wu Chan's back was also pasted with coldness, facing the dim night sky, but behind him was a soft and slightly cool touch.
If it weren't for the howling wind around you, it would be as comfortable as lying on the grass at night.
"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." There was a slight coolness in his ears, which made Wu Chan's ears red, and his face and eyes red.
A short sentence, softly, softly, but like when she was a child, her mother's gentle lullaby made Wu Chan forget all over her body, and only indulged in the fresh and cool breath.
Wu Chan could no longer remember where he was, nor could he remember how he was afraid of the sky, so he only relaxed himself softly and rubbed into the reassuring storage behind him, as if he had returned to the safety and warmth of his mother's son/palace.
In a trance, Wu Chan lost consciousness, soft, as if stepping on a cloud, and seemed to have entered a deep stupor.
When Wu Chan opened his eyes after a peaceful sleep, he found that he was just lying on his own bed, and the breath just now seemed to be another dream that was too real.
He sat up suddenly, his expression was gloomy, this dream, he remembered it clearly, remembered every tiny detail, remembered every wisp of night wind blowing, remembered every peach blossom, breathtaking fragrance, and remembered the jade immortal who was like a jade fairy and ethereal dust, as well as the panic of jumping off the cliff and the stability after being comforted.
"So, is it really just a dream? How could it be a dream? If it was really a dream, why, I felt that those were all real things that happened to me, that, how could that Jade Immortal be false. ”
As soon as Wu Chan lowered his head, a peach-colored petal slowly fell from the head of his hair, fluttered gently, and landed on the quilt in front of him, as if to highlight his own storage, the bright red on the sky blue cup was so dazzling.
First stared blankly at the petals for a long time, and then Wu Chan trembled and pinched the petals and held them up in front of his eyes, as if to confirm it first, before his voice trembled, and his voice was full of unbelievable surprise, "Petals? It's true? Sure enough, it's not me dreaming, those, those are true, by the way, I remembered, Cai Cai's jade statue and the jade immortal, they are the same, yes, jade statue. ”
Stumbled, Wu Chan didn't have time to get dressed, didn't have time to put on shoes, lifted the quilt and rushed to the living room.
The sofa coffee table was turned over and over, and Wu Chan was lying on the ground searching, he remembered that he seemed to have put the jade statue on the coffee table.
"Where? Where is it? “
Wu Chan looked for a long time, lying on the ground, the cold air soaked his whole body, but he still couldn't find the jade statue he was looking for, and finally, Wu Chan was weakly spread on the sofa, exhausted.
Suddenly, I lost and regained, but in the end I still didn't find it.
The rhythm of too many ups and downs made all the essence of Wu Chan consume and empty.
"How so? How could I not find it? Please, come out, please. ”
In the gap of the locker that Wu Chan didn't see and would never find, Kong Ming, who looked like a small jade statue, was holding a water mirror, watching all Wu Chan's actions through the water mirror, from Wu Chan waking up from the illusion and finding the petals, to frantically searching for the jade statue, and finally muttering to himself, all of them were seen by Kong Ming in his eyes and listened to his ears.
[The illusion is so useful, Shengsheng, is that the new skill you got last time? 】
There was a cup of thin children's voices in the ears, accustomed to it, empty and clear like an answer, [called illusion, but it is a small world built in this world, a leaf and a Buddha, a flower and a world, those myths and legends in the main world, is it the same? 】
After a short answer to the question, Kong Ming continued to transmit the voice, [Cup, I want to know the strategy value so far, and finally the detailed explanation after each face. 】
[Peach Forest Fantasy Realm triggers the strategy target Wu Chan, Wu Chan's favorability is 20%, and the statistical strategy value is 5%,
The living room triggers the strategy target Wu Chan, Wu Chan's favorability is 35%, and the statistical strategy value is 10%,
Peach Forest Fantasy triggers the strategy target Wu Chan, Wu Chan's favorability is 50%, and the statistical strategy value is 35%,
The living room triggers the strategy target Wu Chan, Wu Chan's favorability is 70%, and the statistical strategy value is 50%. 】
[Oh? It's already halfway there, so it doesn't seem bad. The jade immortal nodded as if it was as soft as jelly, and the water mirror in his hand 'snapped' and fell, shattering in the descent and turning into a stream of water, and the water stream evaporated and disappeared in an instant in front of the dripping ground
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