Chapter Ninety-Three: It
Smoke overflows and weeds are overgrown.
Deep into the Black Forest, there are many more imps around.
"Whimper-whimper-"
The little ghosts roared desperately in their mouths, their cheeks were hideous, and their entire bodies had long been rotten, but they didn't mind at all, and they still roared desperately, like they had met an enemy who ate meat and drank blood.
Nightshade walked ahead, and as he went deeper, the more strange he felt in his heart.
Although these imps walked through the forest, none of them dared to approach the trees beside them.
Nightshade frowned and observed.
"My lord—" Qing Shui also noticed the strangeness, and asked, "Do you feel a little strange?" ”
Nightshade turned his head slightly and gestured to Qing Shui, allowing him to continue.
"These imps ......" Qing Shui hesitated for a moment, looked carefully, and made sure of his answer again, "These imps seem to be afraid of these trees!" ”
Nightshade didn't speak, acquiescing to Qing Shui's answer.
Qing Shui understood what the night was meant, and continued, "I'll take a look!" ”
With that, Qing Shui jumped out of the aura circle of the night corpse, walked through the thousands of hands and teeth of the ghosts, and jumped to the nearest tree.
Qing Shui squatted in the treetops, and the ghosts saw the clear water of Ladan, and rushed towards the clear water like water.
Regardless of anything else, Qing Shui carefully walked on the rough surface of the bark with his white hands, closed his eyes, and seriously felt the movement.
For a long time, Qing Shui frowned and opened his eyes, a little lost, he looked at the night in disappointment and shook his head.
Nightshade was also a lot of surprise, he was sure in his heart that there must be something wrong with this tree, but Qing Shui couldn't sense anything.
He trusts Qing Shui, and with Qing Shui's ability, he can be completely independent, since Qing Shui said so, it is really nothing.
Just as Nightshade was about to leave, Qing Shui suddenly discovered something.
"My lord! Wait a minute! Qing Shui stared nervously at the bottom of the big tree surrounded by ghosts, as if something was devouring those little ghosts, but those little ghosts were still desperate to crawl towards Qing Shui.
"There's something under this tree!" Qing Shui was pleasantly surprised by his discovery, and carefully observed the thing in the gap between the ghosts.
"What is it?"
Qing Shui moved east and west, trying to get rid of those crazy ghosts, but there were too many of these ghosts, and Qing Shui really couldn't see it, only knew that there was something inside.
"I can't see clearly—there are too many ghosts!" Qing Shui shouted with a frown.
Nightshade was irritable and waved his sleeves angrily.
In an instant, next to the tree at Shimizu Station, black dust rose everywhere, and there was nothing around.
"Whimper-whimper-"
"Whimper-whimper-"
The demons were still roaring, defying the danger and continuing to move forward in a puppet fashion.
After a while, the tree was surrounded by ghosts.
"See clearly?" Nightshade asked.
"I see it clearly!" Qing Shui stared at the bottom and said firmly, "It's a face!" ”
Nightshade smiled slightly, sure enough! Exactly what he thought!
"Huh! I didn't expect to see you here! Nightshade sneered.
"My lord—could this be—" Qing Shui also had his own thoughts in his heart.
Nightshade nodded, he knew Qing Shui was right!
"What now? We seem to have fallen into the trap of the Gentleman! Qing Shui asked nervously, this time, it's more troublesome, I really didn't expect to see this thing here.
"Forget it, keep going!" Nightshade said.
Qing Shui Zun listened to the words of the Night Death, because, he knew that the Night Death already had a way.
With that, Qing Shui jumped off the tree, passed through the layers of evil spirits, and returned to the side of the Night Dead.
"Whimper-whimper-"
"Whimper-whimper-"
The ghosts were still roaring in their ears, but Nightshade was unmoved, and continued to walk forward.
Gradually, the surrounding whimpering sounds became more and more sparse, and the trees became denser and denser, and it was impossible to walk out of this black forest.
Qing Shui is becoming more and more confused and panicked, the current environment is impermeable, and it is a very sparse tree, which has become denser and denser, more and more, so much that only one person can pass through the middle of each tree.
Night Death was still walking in front, Qing Shui's face was getting whiter and whiter, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead.
After a while, there was no whimpering around, and it was very quiet, except for the sound of the two of them trampling on the fallen leaves.
"My lord—" Qing Shui's face was pale, white and terrifying, and his red lips were particularly conspicuous, and he stopped Ye Di and said
"Slow, sir! There are traps ahead! ”
Nightshade stopped when he heard this, and without looking back, he said, "Then, you go to the front." ”
"Yes!" Shimizu respectfully agreed.
With that, Qing Shui stepped forward, he looked at the back of the night dead, and slowly pulled out the red sword on his back......
"My lord-" Qing Shui said slowly with a gloomy face, "This trap in front of you is not found by ordinary people-" Slowly, slowly, Qing Shui is still one step away......
"This trap, I just found out......" The sword has been fully drawn.
"I'll tell you how this trap is used......" Qing Shui clenched the sword in his hand and raised it up behind Nightfall......
"I'll tell you now!" Qing Shui raised his voice eight degrees, roared loudly and fiercely, and swung his long sword at Nightfall......
At the moment when the sword was about to slash into Nightfall, Nightshade leaned over slightly, and the long sword slashed straight at the opposite side of the sturdy one.
"How ——!" Qing Shui stared at the long sword slashing at the ground in shock, unable to believe it.
Nightshade sneered and mocked, "Showing up? ”
"How do you know it's me!" Qing Shui raised his head and glared at the night dead fiercely and said.
"I didn't know it was you!" Nightshade laughs and says, "Ever since you escaped from Hell, I haven't felt your presence again."
"Then why—" Qing Shui asked, his eyes glowing red.
"Hahahaha-if you hadn't shown up now, I thought you'd be gone forever!" Nightshade ignored its questioning, and said to herself.
"Why do you know it's me!" Qing Shui questioned again.
Nightshade cold-eyed, "Don't come out of this body yet?" ”
"Hmph - don't answer? Never mind! So why did I come out? With that, Qing Shui dropped the long sword, spread his hands and laughed, "Is this body bad?" Strong! Handsome! ”
"I'm asking you again! You can't get out! Nightshade lost his patience and asked fiercely.
"No—out—out—" Shimizu smiled sinisterly.
Without saying a word, Ye Di quickly moved behind Qing Shui, and without waiting for Qing Shui's reaction, he used the long sword that fell to the ground and aimed it at Qing Shui's neck.
Qing Shui's eyes widened in shock, and he stood motionless, for fear that a slip of his hand would kill him, but he thought again, "Night Death can't kill me!" This body is Qing Shui's, if he kills me, it will be equivalent to killing Qing Shui! ’
"Hahaha-" Qing Shui smirked, "You killed me—I'm dead, and so is Qing Shui!" ”
"Really?" The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he unconsciously raised his fingers, aimed at Qing Shui's forehead, and struck hard.
"Ahh