Chapter 60: The Red Line of Fate (22)
"Hahahaha! You're going to die! I'm used to seeing other people's lives and deaths, and now I've tried the taste of death twice in a row, how is it, do you feel okay? The woman pointed at Archemia, her teeth clashing desperately, and the laughter rattled against her, "Ah, there's no one to cut your lifeline now." After you die, you can only go through endless reincarnation, hahaha, it's so much fun! ”
"Come on, come with me! Bear the suffering of this endless cycle with me! The woman laughed maniacally and held out her hand to Ashumia, which was only boneless.
"And?" She jerked her hand back again, and there was a pause in almost maniacal laughter, and she questioned what she had just said, maggots rolled down her face, and she was like a monster crawling out of hell, "Oh! I remembered it, it was so long that I almost forgot! I don't want you to come with me! ”
She directed all her resentment at Archhumia, and she stomped desperately, the sound of bones shattering from under her yellowed gown, "It's you!" You robbed me of everything! Pei is also good! Little peach is good! And him! You've snatched them all! ”
Her voice was poignant, but powerful, "Wealth!" Fame! Status! I lost everything! Because of you! It's all because of you! You ruined me! You're a demon! You are the root of sin! How do you deserve to fall into samsara with me? You deserve hell! Endure the cold and fog there for the rest of your life! ”
She laughed as hard as she could, her laughter made Ademia's heart contract, she didn't know the woman in front of her, she didn't know what the woman in front of her was talking about, but there was a voice in her head that was noisy, shouting, and it made her head feel like it was about to crack.
In the pain, Ashimia could not feel the passage of time, and she only vaguely saw the woman suddenly startled, screaming madly, madly chasing after her. But the woman walked farther and farther away, and finally there was darkness before her eyes.
"Hey, stupid......" Faintly, a low growl reached Archumia's ears, and she felt someone gently hug her into her arms, and the man's hair ran across her cheeks, and a slight itch felt like it.
Then, a soft, slightly cool sensation was transmitted to her fingertips, and someone took her hand. After a while, the extraordinarily soft feeling slowly rose from the lips, with three points of warmth and seven points of attachment.
"In the days to come, I will always be with you, sharing good and bad, life and soul." The owner of the voice whispered, and the seductive and magnetic voice lingered in the ears. Archimia didn't hear everything he said, but the last words he said came into his mind like an oracle. Looped in her mind countless times......
Instantly, a smooth bass sounded in Ashumia's mind, like a fairy whisper.
Immediately after that, trebles and trills followed.
Crisp, rich, and clear, the characteristics of countless sounds are applied one by one, blended together, and the indescribable rhyme of language embraces and dances, composing an ancient and solemn mantra.
The man's hand took Archemia's hand tightly, and the skin where the two hands met began to burn, and the blood vessels that flowed became hot all at once, as if thousands of ants opened their mouths at the same time, gnawing on the veins, as if they had been licked by a raging flame. The burning sensation circulated through the bloodstream, burning straight into Achumia's heart.
The pain was a hundred times more painful than being pierced by a Troti flower, and her whole body spasmed, and the pain seemed to be engraved in her heart, sharp and unacceptable.
Soon, the pain faded.
Arshumia felt someone running forward with her in her arms, and the sound of the man's powerful heartbeat made her feel extremely reassured.
She seemed to be floating in the ocean, dizzy but light, and her consciousness didn't know which corner of the sky to fly.