Chapter Twenty-Six: Irreversible Fate
The rain fell silently. In the cool and dark night, Yujin's figure blended into this boundless darkness in a flash, and it looked like a larger whirlpool in the distance, always waiting for you to enter the urn with its mouth open.
A scream from Yanluo upstairs interrupted Ziyi's contemplation. He floated in through the gap in the second-floor window.
As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong demonic aura in the air, which isolated the entire room.
The room was covered with a blue wall of light, shrouded in the bed of Yanluo. Yao'er didn't know where to go, and there was a blue light on Yanluo's neck. Beyond this light was the face of the Ghost Grass in human form.
Ziyi stood still, looked around, and the bloody aura above the wall of light became more and more intense.
Ziyi said in a calm voice, "I have already said that the exchange of blood requires the calculation of hours, and you act so willfully, don't you put the life and death of Yanluo out of the way?" If something really happens to Yanluo because of this, you will definitely cut off the road to becoming an immortal."
Within the wall of light, a little woman's face was revealed, "Whether you become an immortal or not, it doesn't matter if you are a monster from the underworld."
"You've been waiting in the underworld for so long, don't you just want to get out of there and transform into a human form and cultivate immortals? Now that the opportunity is just right, why should you give up lightly and harm the lives of others, but also change the direction of your own fate! β
"Immortal Chief, I don't have too many extravagant hopes, I just hope to walk in the sun as soon as possible, if I tell you such thoughts directly, will you be willing? What's the use of talking! β
"You have been in the underworld for a long time, and when you reach the yang world, you have not yet borne the fireworks of the world, and the soul cannot be gathered, you must know that the human world and the underworld are two worlds, if you hurt the spiritual root here, I am afraid that your soul will be scattered in the future!"
The little woman in the wall of light turned her head, her eyes filled with tears, "I can't care so much, I must find him, I don't have fun living without him!" β
Ziyi lowered his eyes, "You want to see him so much, do you know that he will see you?" β
The little woman burst into tears, "I must see him." Please let the immortals grow into perfection! β
Ziyi's eyes were full of compassion, "This immortal promises you, when you return to human form, I will inform you of his whereabouts!" β
The little woman stopped crying. The little face was full of joy, "Shangxian is serious!" β
Ziyi nodded, and the wall of light gradually faded. The breath of blood rushed to the nostrils. The obvious scar on Yanluo's neck was churning.
The green dress incarnated by fairy grass and the woman's blue gauze skirt seemed to have mottled blood stains, staining the dress brown.
Ziyi's eyes grew cold, and his fingers trembled slightly. Seeing this, the ghost grass hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Immortal, the little demon doesn't want to hurt Miss Yanluo!" I just want to do my best to transform into a human form, and I can move freely between the Three Realms."
Ziyi shook his head, "That's it, it's better to do less of this kind of lose-lose thing in the future!" β
Xian Cao nodded, and wanted to stand up but fell down softly. A drop of crystal water popped out between Ziyi's fingers, enveloping the fairy grass inside.
A tear sparkling from the little woman's eyes slipped down her small face, through the droplets, and fell on the face of the sleeping Yanluo. Yanluo's brows trembled slightly, the little woman's eyes turned to her, and the blue and blue brilliance flashed into the original form.
The droplet of water carrying the ghost grass slid into the brocade box, and the turquoise light flashed, and the brocade box slowly closed.
Outside the door, Yunhe was knocking desperately on the door, "Ziyi, you open the door, what did you do to the Yanluo girl!" Feed. If you don't open the door again, I'll bang on the door and go in."
"I really hit it! I don't believe it, I can't knock you away! Along with the words, the sound of "oops, oops" sounded. There was also the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Ziyi didn't need to look at it to imagine that Yunhe hit the door and fell to the ground. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and the door was indeed demonic by the ghost grass, and how much obsession he had to have before he knew that he would consume spiritual power and turn into a human form knowing that he would lose and lose.
Ziyi's finger flicked, and a white light turned into a light light around the door lock, and the door was unraveled. At the same time, Yunhe stumbled through the door.
He rubbed his aching arm, glared at Ziyi and said, "You are a person." Why don't you make a sound when you open the door?"
Only halfway through his words, he already smelled a very thick smell of blood. Yunhe rushed to Yanluo with an arrow, waiting for him to see the wound on Yanluo's neck. He put his hand against Yanluo's pulse, and said while checking the pulse, "That's how you detoxified her?" Are you a vampire? β
Ziyi just looked at him lightly and said, "I have my own way to detoxify, please go out!" β
"Hey, you're so welcome! I said what kind of miracle doctor are you, you are a quack doctor, right? You don't even look like a living person when you hear it yourself, how come you don't even have a pulse? Yun He's face suddenly became stern.
Ziyi was startled and put his hand on the mouth and nose of the cigarette, which was already full of air intake and thin air outlet. There is little to no pulse at the pulse site.
Looking at Yanluo's face suddenly turned blue, his face gradually became hideous, and Yunhe was still chattering on the side.
"How is this good, if King Ping knows that Miss Yanluo has become like this, he will definitely make a big mess!"
"Don't you know that he is a person, he usually looks calm, but once he goes crazy, the consequences are worrying?! What's more, the tigress in her family who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, oops, why do you think I'm going to wade into this troubled water! β
"What now? What should I do, run, it will be even worse to be caught by him, if you don't run, won't you be chopped alive by him! Yunhe was walking in circles alone, chattering endlessly, but Ziyi didn't say a word. just stood beside Yanluo's bed with a pale face, staring at Yanluo with unblinking eyes.
"I said, did you hear me?"
Yunhe followed Ziyi's gaze and looked over, it didn't matter, it almost scared the three souls and seven spirits out.
Where was the girl lying on the bed, although her eyebrows and eyes had not changed, her whole person had swelled, her exposed body was dark green, and the wound on her neck was even more terrifying. It was churning, oozing dark green blood outward.
"How so? Isn't the poison already cured? β
"It takes a total of seven days to detoxify, and today is the third day! If anything goes wrong, you'll lose all your efforts! Ziyi said lightly.
"Seven days? I have also seen all kinds of strange poisons, but such a detoxification is unheard of, can Mr. Ziyi let Yunhe be your assistant, strange poisons are rare, it is really worth recording in detail! β
Ziyi shook his head, "Be careful", and then pushed Yun He away, and Yun He's weak body fell to the side again.
Yunhe's heart is so hot, and his heart says that if you don't let me see it, forget it. Why are you still beating people, he jumped up and wanted to find Ziyi theory, but his body was shrouded in a suppressed murderous aura. He hadn't seen anything clearly, and he had passed out.
Ziyi's long sleeves turned into a white light. Swinging the water sleeves that turned into icicles, those icicles suddenly turned into thousands of strands of blue silk when they encountered the white light, and they flew in the air in pieces.
Look at the initiator again, where is there still a little bit of smoke, obviously a man in armor, animal skin, dark green hair, waving in mid-air. The turquoise eyebrows and eyes, the blue and faint background, the whole room seems to be filled with phosphorus fire.
"Lingjiβ!"
Ziyi quickly shook beside this person, "Have you awakened?" The power of the god of war? After finishing speaking, he had already gone to several large points on the man's body.
The man just glanced at Ziyi in front of him, "You are a friend of the feather demon, I won't hurt you, it's better for you to give up and struggle!" With just a light blow as he spoke, Ziyi slammed backwards. Finally smashed on a table.
Ziyi's face was slightly pale, and he swirled lightly, "Yanluo, are you really one with two souls?" β
"You are the soul of the purple gold fruit hidden in the depths of Yanluo's consciousness?"
The man nodded, "Purple Gold Fruit?" It's a funny name, it's not just a soul, as long as Yan Luo has nothing to love, I will borrow her body to appear! I promised the old moon. Let go of Yanluo's soul once, now that she has nothing to love, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing to waste her immortal body. If I don't come, the power of the god of war, plus the immortal body, wouldn't it be more effective"
"Yanluo is just a little demon with shallow cultivation, even if you want to find a host, you shouldn't look for her!"
The man's blue eyes lit up, "You're right, the deity doesn't want to live in this little woman's body, but this is fate and can't be reversed!" β
Ziyi couldn't feel the murderous aura from the man, and then said, "In this way, Yanluo will make a big fuss in the Nine Heavens. provoked the anger of all the immortals in the sky and wanted to jointly kill. What are you for? β
The man shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I'm not interested in your fairy world, I just want to find my spirit concubine!" β
Ziyi sat down opposite the man, "If that's the case, why do you have to do so many things. From the perspective of outsiders, Yanluo is wrong again and again! β
The man's loud voice was like a bell, "Wrong? What is wrong? Isn't it good that the soul of this feather demon is so painful, so detached? β
"I respect you as an ancient god, please don't deprive Yanluo of her right to pursue happiness!"
The man sat on the bed with his ass in his head, "Pursuing happiness? Which eye did you see her happy? β
"This little demon is destined to carry a lot of burdens since birth, whether she should carry these burdens or not, but what about those who make her so miserable? Haven't you had a very good time? If she really can control her own happiness, how can I show up! β
"You're right, I deprived her of the right to pursue, but does she know what happiness is? Don't you know anything when I'm asleep? β
"The frustrations, depressions and traps she has encountered along the way, you, how many of you are sincere to her! She has nothing to love, you are bent on pulling her back! β
Ziyi closed his eyes slightly, "You are the remnant soul of the gods, you shouldn't have appeared here, if you appear today, it must be that Yanluo's physique has undergone some kind of change, don't worry, I will definitely help her"
"No need, since the deity has appeared, there must be no need for outsiders to take action!"
Ziyi was shocked in his heart, and he didn't know when an extra flute appeared in his hand, and the white and slender flute body seemed to have condensed a faint bloodshot.
"Since the seniors refuse to leave, why don't you let Ziyi play a song for you?"
The sound of the flute rose suddenly, like a cool wind blowing on his cheeks, and Gonggong's blue and blue hair danced with the sound of the flute, and Gonggong's blue and blue pupils were slightly combined. Let the hair be messy and tangled, as if hovering between chaos and sobriety for ten thousand years.
The flute sounded faintly, and Gonggong's eyes seemed to transform into a scene from 10,000 years ago, the slender woman, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and a smile, leaned on the lintel to whisper to herself. (To be continued) R655