When she fought with the Demon Domain Elder before, Yuan Fengqing didn't feel that she was seriously injured to the point that she would fall down at any time, probably because she had a strong belief in surviving and protecting her friends, and the gratifying results obtained in the battle with Leng Xia in the first battle, which stimulated her heart, but made her stay excited. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, the battle was over, and the tip of his nose was haunted by the warm and solid embrace of the blood painting and the faint, extremely smelly agarwood, and he unconsciously leaned into his arms and fell asleep.

When Yuan Fengqing woke up again, she was already in the iron spaceship of the blood painting, the night sky was like a black curtain covering the heavens and the earth, and the spaceship was slowly flying forward through the night, and she was lying at the end of the bed, with a thick cloak under her body, and her tattered cloak on her body, but she didn't feel cold.

Sitting up, Yuan Fengqing looked at the scene on the boat, a little confused, only to see the blood painting standing on the bow of the boat, looking up at the night sky in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Qing Yang, Bai Xi and Yue Xiao were sitting in the middle of the hull, they found a chess game from nowhere, Yue Xiao was sitting opposite Bai Xi playing chess, their expressions were very devoted, Qing Yang was watching very attentively from the side, and the three of them did not notice her awakening.

In the corner opposite her, Huang Pizi sat there with a shrunken gaze, staring at a stiff woman next to her with unkind eyes, this woman was as charming as a fox, with a graceful body, but she was a beautiful embryo, but the evil spirit in her eyes was exposed, and she opened her mouth from time to time to reveal two sharp tiger teeth, a picture of wanting to eat people, and it was described as a demon, but she was fixed there and couldn't move, it should be the sixth princess Mu Xiao who they came all the way to find her.

Yuan Fengqing coughed lightly, waking up the three people who were playing chess, Bai Xi turned his head and was very happy to see her wake up, dropped a black chess piece in his hand and ran over and said, "Sister Yuan, you are awake." ”

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Yuan Fengqing smiled indifferently, got up and put away his cloak, and by the way, he straightened out his tattered clothes and smiled.

"Isn't it? You've slept for five days and five nights. Bai Xi's answer made her stunned, and she looked back uncertainly, there was a dark vast land in her field of vision, where was there still half a trace of the magic city within a radius of thousands of miles? I really didn't wake up after sleeping for several days, but I had already left the scope of the Demon Domain, and I was about to return to the Central Plains.

Hearing the voice from behind, the blood painting tilted his head imperceptibly, but he didn't look back at her, and he didn't mean to speak.

Yuan Fengqing noticed this detail of his action, and there was some unspeakable feeling in his heart, turned his head to glance at the imprisoned woman, and asked Qingyang, "She is the sixth princess Mu Xiao?" ”

"Yes, but I can't force that red fox demon out of her body, so I can only take her back and hand her over to Master." Qing Yang couldn't hide the joy on her face when she woke up, but she didn't run over like a white man, but stood a few steps away and looked at her and replied with a smile.

In the middle of the hull, only the young man Yue Xiao in a moon-white robe was half-sitting on the ground, slowly cleaning up the chess game, and his back looked extremely bleak and lonely, which reminded Yuan Fengqing of what he had entrusted before, and when he was about to go to the blood painting to ask him a question, he felt that the boat sank suddenly, and everyone shook a few times involuntarily, and Qing Yang was unstable and almost fell out of the hull, but fortunately, Yue Xiao next to him pulled it in time and didn't really fall.

Yuan Fengqing stretched out his hand to hold the hull of the ship, and stabilized his body only to find that the spaceship was slowly landing, and below was a green meadow, surrounded by hills that were not too high, and this was close to the hilly area of the Central Plains, and it was not too far from the border of the Great Chao Kingdom.

Yuan Fengqing didn't know what the blood painting was going to do, and looked at him in surprise.

The blood-painted purple robe that still hasn't looked back is as good as new, and the black hair is flying, although he didn't look up at the starry sky anymore, he didn't move, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the hull of the ship landed smoothly on the ground, and it did not make much noise, but it also frightened many reptiles in the grass to scatter and flee, and it was also lively.

The blood painting turned around leisurely, looking at Yuan Fengqing, with a touch of complicated emotions in his amber eyes, but he didn't speak immediately.

Seeing him with such a demeanor, Yuan Fengqing had a bad feeling in his heart.

Everyone also noticed the difference in the blood painting, and turned their eyes to him, but no one spoke.

After a while, the blood painting said slowly, "I'm leaving." ”

"Let's go? Where to? Yuan Fengqing's heart sank, and he asked without thinking.

The people around were also stunned, looking at the blood painting suspiciously.

Bloodpainting didn't answer her words, but walked lightly, and left the ship with a sway, walking towards the grass in front of him.

Knowing that he had something to say to himself, Yuan Fengqing suppressed the uncontrollable suffocation in his heart, got off the boat and slowly followed.

The two of them walked a long distance, and when they were almost out of sight of the spaceship and the people on board, the blood painting stopped, turned around and looked at Yuan Fengqing, but he didn't speak for a long time.

The silent night and the dark canopy of the sky were like a heavy ink painting, which made it difficult for Yuan Fengqing to breathe.

In the dark night, the purple robe of the blood painting swayed slightly with the breeze, and the long hair like a waterfall flew from time to time, in stark contrast to his calm to nothingness face, he was like a still ink painting, leaving a deep imprint on her mind. Many years later, when she recalled that scene, her heart always felt indescribable pain, but fortunately, at that time, she did not make a wrong decision, and this is the only time in her life that she has never regretted it!

At that time, Yuan Fengqing, who had not yet seen his heart clearly, did not know if the previous injury had not healed, and there was a dull pain in his heart, so he had to take a long breath and suppress the discomfort in his heart before asking, "Where are you going?" ”

"I don't belong in this world." The blood painting lowered his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, there were no waves in his eyes, only the silence and desolation of nothingness to death, "From the moment I became conscious, I knew that I did not belong to this world, but I didn't know who I was, and I didn't know why I was imprisoned in your ring, I only knew that I still had one important thing to complete, and I couldn't find the answer here, and I had to look elsewhere." ”

Yuan Fengqing looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

This is the first time she has heard him talk about his life experience and his own thoughts since she knew the blood painting, although his words are plain and his face is calm, as if he is telling someone else's story, that kind of bland and nihilistic demeanor makes Yuan Fengqing's heart feel like he has been cut twice by a sharp knife, and the pain is almost impossible to breathe.

It took a long time for her to calm down the feeling of heartache, and she mustered up the courage to ask, "You...... Where are you going to find answers? ”

When the words came out, she knew that her voice was a little trembling, and her throat was choked uncomfortably.

Blood Painting kept looking at her, and there was no emotion in her eyes, as if the complexity that surged before was just an illusion generated by Yuan Fengqing herself, and his blandness and quietness only made her unspeakably depressed and uncomfortable.

After a long time, the blood painting replied, "Ghost world." ”