Chapter 8: "Old Friends"
If you talk about the outside world, the white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. Today's Yongbeili can be said to be fragrant grass and colorful. There are no corpses that died tragically, but at a glance, they are all living figures.
Mu Hua, who came here, was stunned for a long time not far away, and since he woke up, he has lived in a world of killing and death. The scene in front of me is like a peach blossom source, which can't help but make people see the soul, and the faint fragrance of locust trees washes the body and mind full of filth.
Approaching the "Peach Blossom Spring" step by step, it is the first time I have seen it, but there is a feeling of déjà vu.
Quiet, comfortable, and carefree, like waking up after the rain and looking out the window alone.
Mu Hua, who came back to his senses, found that he was already in the ancient city of Yongbeili, and the previous scene was still there, but it no longer made people feel comfortable, but frightened and afraid.
The living creatures are also on the grass and on the branches, except for the leaves blown off by the wind, the scenery in front of them is like a still picture. If you look closely, the creatures have long since lost their breath, and behind the comfort are the sucked corpses and the deliberately arranged scene. The silence in the ancient city was terrifying, only the sound of babbling underground was heard, and the emptiness made Mu Hua more vigilant, and he felt a familiar aura looming.
"Hee-hee-hee, monkey" The roots of the trees hidden in the ground shoot out from the ground like a hidden weapon that has been activated by a mechanism. There was still blood stains of unknown things left between the branches. Mu Hua, who was in his prime, was naturally not afraid of such an attack, and his bone claws tore off a section of the tree trunk with force, constantly waving it in his hand, knocking the incoming branches to the ground like a stick. Looking around, he still couldn't know where the enemy was, so he had to retreat to the stump behind him.
Attacks from the underground followed, but not as fast as the usual median centurion, and the trajectory was simple to follow. Close to the tree, the movements of the hands did not dare to slack off, and the strong sense of crisis has not disappeared since entering the city. No one knew the deadly danger of this seemingly simple attack.
As time passed, the number of branches grew, and a few gray branches passed by, with a slight chill.
"Hehehehe, it's dead", under Mu Hua's body, two thick branches wrapped around his thighs, and suddenly pulled most of his body into the ground, the branches hit like bamboo shoots after the rain, and Mu Hua, who couldn't move his body, was like a live target, no matter how sharp his claws were, it was still difficult to resist the overwhelming attack. One of the branches stained with gray liquid pierced the body directly. Mu Hua, who was still dancing his claws one second, seemed to be frozen in the next second, and his stiff body was like a statue buried in the ground.
In the body, the yin momentum of the mad person is like a broken bamboo and rushes straight to the Baihui acupoint. Listen closely, there are thousands of living beings screaming.
"Go back, leave it to me here"
His body trembled, and Mu Hua regained consciousness and pulled himself out of the ground with his claws. Hurriedly swooped forward, away from the ancient tree behind him, from where the strange laughter just now came from.
Since the last fierce battle against the giant beast dragon, although the dryad won narrowly, the strength of the whole body has also been lost. Fortunately, the source liquid remains in a small half, so as not to lose your life. For a few days, the roots of the tree stretched for hundreds of meters, and with the unique fragrance of locust trees, many fleeing races were lured to the city, and the trunk of the tree took their lives in an instant, greedily sucking blood and energy, leaving the empty shell outside. The result is a beautiful scenery like a peach blossom paradise. Apparently it worked very well, and within a few days he had returned to the ranks of centurion from the brink of silence, and it would take some time to re-ascend to the rank of centurion.
The failure of one move made the tree spirit extremely surprised, and how could the trick that had never missed be dumb on a "human" today. Now, if it didn't rely on the Origin Liquid, it was far from being a match for the upper centurion.
Mu Hua, who was not far away, didn't know the strength of the tree spirit at this time, and the attack just now made him very jealous, and he didn't dare to act rashly.
"It's just the end of the strong crossbow, kill him" In his head, a weak voice sounded, helping Mu Hua block the attack of the deadly Yin Qi and reappeared like no one else.
Mu Hua trusted the voice unconditionally, and he didn't know why. The bone armor made a cracking sound, and the energy stored in the body exploded at this moment, disappearing in place with a gust of wind. Reappeared in front of the tree spirit, a punch was thrown, the tree body shattered, and the tree spirit that had played with itself between the palms died in his own hands, which can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect in the dark.
Behind Mu Hua, dozens of branches came to an abrupt halt in mid-air, three of which were only a few tens of centimeters away from him with gray origin liquid.
The dryad died, leaving behind a small amount of Origin Liquid that was directly exposed to the air, and bursts of floral fragrance spread.
Without the replenishment of the body's Yin Qi, the deadly Yin and Cold Poison of the Origin Liquid began to evaporate. The stump carrying the origin sap had its roots cut off, and it was moved to a sunny area by Muhua over the next seven days.
The slightest trace of black gas was constantly overflowing, making the already cold temperature drop by a few degrees. By the seventh day, the black gas had disappeared, and the origin liquid had changed from its original gray color to transparency. After a few drops of the ten masters who had hunted were poured by Mu Hua, they became a little vigorous.
After confirming that it was non-toxic, Mu Hua dared to swallow it in his stomach. Energy flows into the body like mountains and rivers, flowing in the body to a degree that the body can perceive, and although it decays, there is still a little remnant of the essence of the thousand-legged commander.
A brief period of comfort was followed by a strong sensation of sharp pain, but it was not caused by the Yin Qi.
Tree spirit energy is too essence for Mu Hua. The metabolism of the whole body is forcibly accelerated, which is combed from the five internal organs to the eight veins of the strange meridians and then to the bones of the whole body, and the old bones fall off layer by layer, revealing the flesh and blood hidden in them, and the blood gushes out, taking away the waste produced. After all this, the bones in the body began to proliferate and attach to the flesh, forming a new layer of bone armor.
Mu Hua sat slumped on the ground, and it felt like he had been closed by a ghost gate. Just as he wanted to get up, he suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes lost his luster and he passed out.
When he woke up again, Mu Hua was in a boundless darkness. There are only paragraphs of pictures, and I can't remember who it is, and I can't remember what was said.
In the picture, a boy in a white robe is thrown high, and the people around him cheer excitedly; The picture turns, the boy changes into pajamas, lies on the bed, smirks at a glowing iron plate, and his two thumbs are dancing rapidly; In the last scene, there is a copper pot in front of the boy, and opposite him is a moving girl, and the picture is frozen in that moment. After a long time, the picture begins to dim, and the space returns to darkness.
"Tick... Backbite... "The sound of water droplets sounded.
I saw that the pool of blood under Mu Hua's body was gradually converging, and in the reflection of the blood, the previous boy appeared again, this time a little different. They were fleeing, hiding from something, blood pouring out like a flood that burst its banks. Then they chose to jump from the third floor, but the figure of a tyrannosaurus appeared behind the boy, in order to protect the girl, the boy grew brown hair all over his body but was still defeated, and the lower half of his body was trampled into flesh... There are still images in the back, but I can't see them anymore.
"That's my story." In the consciousness of nothingness, the light began to converge, turning into a young man in his early twenties.