Chapter 52: Gu on the Island
Looking through the sight of the autumn water.
After a long journey, the army here was already exhausted, but fortunately, there was still some hungry food on Icemelt Island, so it would not be embarrassed. Before negotiating with the armies of the two sides, news came from the tribes that the battle was not good. Rescue is urgently awaited. Su Yu went to move reinforcements, no matter how he said it, it would take three days.
After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to change his strategy, and went to the tribe alone with Fuhua, and asked his subordinate Ji Tian to lead only 400 people to join Yan Zheng and drive straight in from the Xigu border to ensure that the enemy troops in front of the main city could be cleaned up before the reinforcements arrived.
The soldiers are divided into two ways. Walk through in the middle of the night.
It's mid-August, and the temperature on Melting Island is as cold as October at night. After not replenishing enough food for a long time, his body gradually became cold, and a cold wind crept into the cuffs and skirts. She didn't know how she could say such ridiculous things to the flashy, but the flashy didn't ask much.
"Stop." Shu Zhizheng was in a hurry, and the flashy behind him suddenly roared in a low voice.
Su Zhi was startled, and stopped suddenly, because of the sudden stop, the branches under his feet were light and brittle, and his body almost fell from the tree with a slanted angle.
Flashy eyes are fast, flip over and take Su Zhi into his arms, take a few steps back, and fall to the ground. But he still couldn't help frowning suddenly, and he didn't escape from the city. They're in the line. Western Gu's psychedelic formation.
"What's wrong?" Su stopped and steadied himself, turned his face and asked in a low voice.
The sun is setting and the shadows of the trees are dappled. The moonlight shimmered through the dense foliage, scattering dots on the ground. The flashy and disguised face has blurred contours that make it difficult to see, only the narrow and evil eyes look motionless ahead. But his hands never let go, and he didn't stop for half a minute.
Suzu seemed to be able to feel the flashy heartbeat getting faster and faster. Thundershowers like this August are cold and fast. As if trying to break through his chest cavity and break free, the temperature on his body became colder and colder, as if he wanted to freeze her.
Su Zhi frowned slightly, and his dark eyes tightened with the suffocating atmosphere. She wanted to break free from the flashy embrace, but her body couldn't move for half a minute as if she had been hit by a Gu, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. The flashy body was slowly becoming cold and piercing, as if it was sealed in an ice cellar, and the inexplicable stinging sensation in the heart of the long-awaited heart came out again. She silently raised her internal strength, wanting to give him a little bit of her temperature.
"Don't use internal force." The flashy voice was much hoarse, and the sweat stains from the corners of his forehead were getting more and more, and the two of them were too close together, and there was a crystal liquid dripping down his cheeks and onto his shoulders, rendering a small imprint.
Originally, I thought that only the flashy body was getting colder, but I didn't want the stars in the air to gradually drop down with their temperature. There was a shallow but noticeable fog spreading. Like the dry ice that was thrown on this stage for them.
"How can it fog?" After asking this sentence, the remaining half of the sentence was stuck in his throat with the magnified scene in front of him.
Under the gradually clear and thick fog, the shadows and scenes of the trees in front of me gradually blurred, like a dazzling light from someone coming in. My eyes were bright and my eyes were slightly stinging. But nothing can be seen except blindness and empty light. Su Zhi couldn't help but bow his head slightly, and under their feet, the underside that was originally full of weeds and dirt was gone. Instead of it, it was the same blind white as the whole body, as if it had risen to the sky, except for the ethereal mist, only the consciousness that had been magnified countless times.
Nothing, nothing to see. The entire world was empty, and it seemed that even the echo of breathing could be heard.
Flashy pulled his body towards him, and trapped her tightly in his arms with his arms, his pale and faint face hidden under the human skin mask, and only the stiff and cold temperature of his body passed to her through the thin fabric. Su Zhi stiffened his body and let him hold it in his arms, and his heart gradually accelerated with the blindness in front of him.
Flashy rested her chin lightly on her shoulder, and the warm breath sprayed gently on her earlobe. "Close your eyes and don't think about anything." ”
But this sentence was said a little late, because as soon as his words fell, his dark eyes were as if they had been poured into thousands of grains of sand, suddenly red, enlarged, and his mouth opened lightly but he could not say anything.
The sight before her eyes was herself. It's herself who hasn't crossed over five years ago, dressed in gray movement, her hair is gently tied up, her eyes are a little red and swollen because of crying, standing in her home in Beicheng.
On the balcony, she gently picked up the last glass of the whole bottle of red wine and swayed it gently in her hand. The moonlight turned red, and she saw that she drank the red wine in her hand, and took a step forward with a smile on the corner of her mouth and collapsed on the top of the balcony.
No!! I shouted in my heart, but I couldn't make any sound. I want to catch her, I want to stop her, I want to wake her up. It was as if someone had reversed the turn of time and returned to the moment before her death with a long-awaited pause.
If you can, you can, you can.
Fuhua felt that her body trembled so much, and no matter how tightly he hugged her, she seemed to be struggling desperately. The sound of a whimper in her throat seemed to come from the deepest sobs.
"Wait. Close your eyes. Obedient, don't think about anything. Don't think about anything. The flashy sweat soaked the corners of his shoulders, and the cold sweat stains condensed into shallow, sharp ice particles. His increasingly ominous premonitions, frantically screaming in his body.
The picture suddenly deflected again.
Lian Chiyuan was dressed in a white brocade robe, and the corners of his clothes were soaked in blood. His face, which was carefully carved like a celestial man, was coated with a layer of dark frost. The tall figure stood beside the green pine of the stream on the edge of the ice melting island, and at the feet was a dead corpse.
Standing opposite him was Jun Mo, who was like a fairy in a white dress. The two confronted each other quietly, and the atmosphere was stiff to the extreme.
The undried blood stains on the tip of the silver sword in Lian Chiyuan's hand fell to the ground along the blade of the sword, and bloomed into a radial shape on the ground. There was no warmth in his dark pupils, which were as black as an abyss. "Get out of the way."
Jun Mowen also tightened his face, "Even if you go, it won't help." Even if you and I can't crack the illusion of the Western Gu. She was already a dead person, but she came back to life unexpectedly. Whether it was the Soul Locking Stone or her life should not have been extinguished, it would only deepen the power of this illusion. Negative Qing returned the memories of her previous life to her. Whether she can survive the torment of her past and present lives and her own thoughts depends on her creation. Besides, even if she had the perseverance to survive. ”
Before Jun Mo finished speaking, Lian Chiyuan raised the silver sword in his hand and slammed it into the corpse of Jun Mo Wen's subordinates at his feet. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her voice was playful, "Even if she was tortured in every way, you didn't want her to get out of Ice Melting Island alive, did you?" ”