47. Conscience
The rain had stopped in the frozen city, and the cliff returned to the river bank along the log stakes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Ao Fei suddenly appeared at the edge of the courtyard, took off slightly, and landed squarely next to the cliff, put one hand on his shoulder, and did not look drunk before: "This friend, you have been here for so long, and you won't have a drink before leaving?" ”
Jie Ya swept the bone knife to the side, and Ao Fei nodded his foot and retreated, still saying in his mouth: "I see that you are in such a hurry, do you want to save that Tang girl?" ”
The bone knife didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and the defense in Jieya's heart was a little deeper, but he stopped attacking: "What kind of person are you, you still have such skills......
"I haven't heard of anyone who can pull out their own bones and use them as blades, and who are you?"
Both of them distanced themselves from each other and only looked directly at each other in silence.
If it weren't for the fact that he could still see a little bit of bearing between his raised hands, coupled with the ones he had mastered before, it would be hard for Jie Ya to believe that this person could have such great ability.
As for why he is eyeing himself, maybe he really has to ask in person.
As soon as he had this thought, Ao Xiang seemed to suddenly see through his thoughts, and slowly took a few steps closer to this side: "If I'm not mistaken, from the beginning, you have already followed my people......"
At this time, Jieya naturally no longer answered easily, and only grinned slightly. His eyes seemed to be hidden behind him by the ashes of the sky, but in the depths of the ashes, something was buried there, everything was only temporary, and this person would be ignited sooner or later.
The night fell into silence, and from this moment on, there was a long confrontation, and a long cold wind passed through the sleeves of the two men, pulling the shadow of depression in the muddy scenery after the rain.
"You should know better than I know why I came."
Jieya was the first to break the silence, but his tone remained calm.
This is not true, Ao Fei also just learned of his existence, but he didn't expect this person to join by himself.
If you borrow the power of the gray bottom to check layer by layer, when the answer is in hand, the time will naturally lag a lot.
Sometimes it's a good idea to startle a snake.
"I'm looking for someone, a very important person...... "Ao Zhen's instinct instantly gave a clear instruction, and he took a few steps closer to the cliff, "You say, this person can't be you!" ”
Then he met the puzzled eyes of the cliff, and the two of them stood at a very close distance, until there was a sudden uncertainty in the eyes of one of them. Proudly raised his wrist, and the cliff also crossed the blade at the same moment, but he slammed his knuckles, and the knife suddenly fell quietly to the ground.
In the next second, Aowen's right hand stabbed through Jieya's chest hard.
His whole body was like paper pasted on the window page, and he only felt that the hand reached out on his back and turned slightly, and then slowly pulled it up.
Then the man leaned into his ear and said mockingly: "The ability is not small, but he can't even use a knife ......"
The cliff was swallowed up by the sharp pain in an instant, and he looked down at the place where he had been peeled open, where his heart had been taken out before.
Ao Fei bent down and picked up the bone knife: "This thing belongs to me first...... Since you don't want to speak, then I might as well ask in my own way, if you can come back alive and ask me for this thing, we must have a lot to talk about by then, and I will definitely know everything......"
He sneered, took two steps back slightly, and said, "Oh yes, I haven't introduced myself yet, but I shouldn't need to......"
Then when he turned to leave, he looked up at the sky again, and muttered, "It's going to be late!" So he left the cliff to lie alone.
The sight gradually became chaotic, and the body seemed to be stuffed with stones, and the cliff felt that his blood had no temperature at all, and it flowed out of the hole thickly, and directly formed ice slag in the night.
The clouds overhead were fading, and the vast starry sky was pressed low on the eyes, spinning and spinning, and suddenly merging into a blue point of light.
That question of life or death seems to be coming back.
In the end, whether you want to live or not.
How can I survive.
In a flash, he didn't know if he was still here.
There was a fierce sound of rain in his ears, and his feet seemed to be still standing on the ground, and his body was slightly tilted, and he suddenly leaned against a cold wall.
When I looked up, it was full of fog, and I couldn't determine what time it was, but it seemed like it wasn't night anymore.
The wall stretched out from his right hand side with a slight arc, and on the left side was a white patch that, if you reached for it, would bring up soft white hairs like spider silk.
No matter how you go this road, there is no end in sight, only the rain behind you, sounding, as if you can discern the distance.
It's in a dream again, but this time it's like being there.
He deliberately looked at his wound, and although it was no longer bleeding, there was still a cone of pain.
He took a deep breath, his lungs clearly penetrating with air, and a thought popped into his mind, if he had been standing here, he might never be able to get out again.
He remembered that it would be a warm place to walk any further, so he struggled to drag his body up and slowly moved along the wall beside him.
As if walking into the slit of time, with each step of the next step, Jieya can clearly perceive his aging.
The broken bones quickly turned over, meticulously put back together, the lines of each muscle were redivided, the flesh and blood filled the entire chest cavity for a while, the flesh was filled back little by little, and then connected to each fiber, and finally slowly returned to flattening.
Even the heart, the missing place, was re-filled and beating.
People are aging, but life is coming back alive.
When I looked up, I saw the heavy rain in the distance, and the earth heard a deafening sound, and the stiff joints slowly became soft in the gradually warm wind.
He remembered that there was once a person here, who he knew so well, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Just returned to the longing for memory, the expression on Jieya's face at this moment seemed to be too swollen by pleasure, this person's face has never appeared so strong with a sense of happiness.
He took a step forward in anticipation, but suddenly a flame burst out from the soles of his feet, and the smell of ignition instantly came back from his flesh.
Immediately after, the whole person was ripe, and he raised his hand to look at it, and the grease evaporated little by little, first yellowing and then becoming charred.
Finally he snapped his eyes open and found himself lying in the midst of the raging fire, surrounded by thousands of corpses like himself, slowly reduced to ashes in the flames.