Wusu deeply felt that his relationship with water and vortex was really fateful. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In a short period of time, I have fallen into the water three times and entered the vortex three times.

These two scenes are probably connected to the black hole that attracts her, so she is related one after another.

Although the exterior is a frozen vortex with wind and snow, the inside of the vortex is very quiet, and the temperature circulating in the air is very suitable.

Wusu's figure fluttered and wandered in the narrow corridor space, occasionally his eyes fell on the gas flowing in front of him and under his feet, his expression was indifferent, without sadness or joy, like a wandering spirit that had lost its master's spirit.

Her mood at this time was slightly uneasy.

Could it be that she had been in the ghost realm for a long time, so she was infected with the negative emotions of the wandering ghosts, she thought, and the expression on her face revealed a bit of a vague illusion in the dim light.

The light gathered in front of him, and there was a small round opening, which was fluttering through the mouth, and what came into view was a small open space, and then filled the line of sight was a huge transparent water column that seemed to grow in front of the clearing, and the surrounding area of the water column was clear and unobstructed, but it seemed that the calm lake water solidified the outer form in the air, and the center of the water column was undulating, and the halo rippled out a circle of circular traces...... The two are in stark contrast.

When this wonderful scene suddenly entered Wusu's sight, she couldn't help but be surprised, the world is mysterious, and what she has seen and heard is really too little.

There was a little insignificant movement in the center of the water column, as the movement gradually became obvious and the scope of the movement expanded, a beautiful phantom that could not be described in words appeared in the center of the undulating deep water, the soft figure fluctuated slightly with the water waves, the long hair was like a waterfall, and part of it was softly scattered on the shoulders on both sides, and the other part fell into the water and drifted away, and the long white skirt swayed gently in the water, like a flawless white lotus blooming under the water.

Wusu was a little stunned, she didn't quite understand the complicated feeling of joy and joy in her heart, as if she knew that person, but it was clear that the person's breath was completely unfamiliar to her.

She stood in place, a little afraid to move, as if she was afraid, faintly mixed with a hint of anger, this emotion gradually lost control of her hands and feet, and even wanted to turn around and leave.

Wusu deliberately didn't look at the phantom, and after looking around at the surrounding scene, a trace of obvious disappointment crept into his eyebrows.

Except for the open space and the water column, the rest of the scenery is exactly the same as the scenery of the Immortal Realm, and the empty space is full of monotony and loneliness, and you can't even perceive the slightest breath of life.

Wusu stayed motionless in place for a long time, time seemed to stop flowing, and no movement came out of the stagnant space for a long time.

She had a faint suspicion that as long as she didn't take the initiative to touch it, the scene here would remain unchanged forever like an eternal pretense.

Wusu laughed for no reason, and his voice fell in the small space, gradually becoming distant and secretive.

I don't know if I will become nervous after staying in this space for a long time, she thought nonchalantly, a hint of mockery on the corner of her mouth, and walked forward slowly.

Wusu put aside all kinds of inexplicable thoughts, and looked at the beautiful phantom in the water without any emotion, and under a closer look, the person's face and figure were all perfect, and the beauty was amazing.

Wusu looked at the man silently, a trace of pain crawling through his heart, and his eyes were a little sour.

Who are you—I don't want to know!

She stretched out her hand, and her fingertips gathered a thick black mist, and a few inconspicuous gray wisps of gray were wrapped around it, and the mist seeped into the water column, "polluting" the water little by little, and soon formed a circle of malice around the man.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry - a strange smile rose at the corner of Wusu's mouth, and the encirclement quickly gathered, quickly swallowing the man's figure, leaving not even a trace behind.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, then she let out a faint breath, her fingertips moving, and just as she was about to retract the thick black mist, a mutation occurred.

After the thick black mist was attached to the crystal snowflakes that suddenly appeared, the snowflakes quickly connected as if consciously, and the next moment the figure appeared unharmed in the blank shadow connected by the snowflakes.

The periphery of the water column was still calm, and there were large crystals of snowflakes and a large black mist that had been suppressed to move.

Wusu squinted slightly, watching this scene vigilantly, and the next scene was a little incomprehensible to her.

A white circle in the shape of a bead floated out of the man's chest, and pieces of snowflakes fell to the point of light, covering them layer by layer, and the light of the "bead" flashed and closed, and flew into the air.

Wusu's heart moved inexplicably, and a white butterfly was released from his palm, fluttering its wings and flying into the air, flying straight towards the beads.

The light of the beads closed slightly, and Wusu's heart stagnated, and his intuition was not good.

The next moment, the light of the beads suddenly began to flicker sharply, and it seemed to be ecstatic.

Glad? Wusu didn't understand why there was such an unfounded imagination, and her eyes were full of confusion, and she stared blankly.

The butterfly landed lightly on the bead, grabbed the bead with its slender forefeet, fluttered its wings, and began to fly back.

The bead was brought to Wusu's face, and the slightest condensation of cold air adhered to the surface of the bead, and the moment he faced him was like the coldness of the mirror ruler, Wusu frowned, and his lips were slightly pale. She stretched out her hand, and the butterfly dodged her fingers, intentionally or unintentionally, and pounced straight towards Wusu.

The moment Wusu didn't have time to react, the butterfly disappeared into her chest with beads, and a trace of bone-chilling cold began to penetrate and spread from her chest, and soon spread all over her body.

Wusu's body became extremely stiff, as if frozen by ice and snow, his face began to turn blue, his lips became more and more astonishingly white, his consciousness was gradually eroded little by little, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a suffocating fog, his eyes closed heavily, and he fell into a coma.

Wusu, who lost consciousness, still stood in the open space, motionless, like a clay sculpture without sorrow or joy.

Contrary to all this, there are drastic changes in Wusu's body.

After the butterfly entered the body with the beads, the fairy aura that was quietly entrenched in the body began to spiral and rise, and a wisp of it actively wrapped around the surface of the beads, and the demonic qi on the other side, which was very obvious in the recent movement, was still drumming and shrinking, and a coiled black snake appeared in the center of the demonic qi mass, spitting out the tip of its forked tongue with slight excitement.