At the next moment when Ji Wuchen's hand was put down, his hand actually went straight through the dark green flame that was still burning and did not show the slightest sign of extinguishing, shuttling through, as if the dark green ghost fire in front of him that reflected his green face did not exist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji Wuchen even froze in place because of this unexpected change, and even his originally distorted face returned to its original state, looking blankly at himself unharmed in the strange flames, without a little feeling, without a little change in his arms, a little overwhelmed, and a little palpitating.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw that Ji Wuchen, who was still at a loss in his eyes, suddenly withdrew his right hand, which was still in the flames of nothingness, in an instant, and then saw that his hands were suddenly lifted up, and then stuck his throat, and he could clearly see that his hands were increasing his strength step by step, and the green tendons on his arms burst out.

And Ji Wuchen's appearance at this time looked even more hideous, terrifying and distorted.

And as he grabbed his throat with both hands for some reason, his throat began to let out strange roars, making painful sounds, his eyes were round, and his feet were constantly twisting and rolling and stirring, but to no avail.

And with Ji Wuchen's non-stop movements, it was accompanied by streams of green and black gas, blending and tumbling on his face, spreading and accumulating more and more, and it seemed to have a more and more intense trend.

Gradually, as time passed, the black and green aura on Ji Wuchen's face could be seen getting heavier and heavier, showing a sickly color, and Ji Wuchen's eyes were getting wider and wider, revealing a kind of horror, and the strength in his hands seemed to be gradually getting bigger and bigger.

Until Ji Wuchen's face began to appear a strange paleness, and even his eyes began to roll up slightly.

And just when Ji Wuchen was almost out of breath, he saw that the hands that were originally holding his throat suddenly loosened again, so Ji Wuchen was immediately caught off guard and knelt directly on the ground.

Ji Wuchen was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping violently, and even now he could faintly feel his heart trembling, and even his soul began to shake, as if he felt that a shadow of death was enveloping him, and even his nails were even deeply embedded in the flesh of his palm, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, enduring great pain and fear.

Cracking sound!!!

And just when Ji Wuchen was still in a trance, at this time, he only heard a crackling sound like a flame bursting.

But Ji Wuchen didn't react to this, he was still just in his trance, and he could still faintly hear a whining sound coming from his mouth, which was extremely sad.

I only heard the hoarse and low roar sound in Ji Wuchen's mouth continue to come out, and another crackling sound like a flame burning sounded again, and with the sound of this voice, Ji Wuchen, who was originally indifferent, finally did not react at this moment.

Then I saw that Ji Wuchen's arm, which should have passed straight through the flames, was supporting the ground at this time, but it suddenly turned red, as if it was blazing, and then I could see that a green flame appeared on his entire arm in an instant, and the whole burned up, and it was still gradually climbing up the layers of the arm.

And Ji Wuchen also reacted instantly at this moment, and kept roaring in his throat, as if he wanted to pull his arm out of the flame, but to no avail, he couldn't pull it out anyway, but instead the flame began to spread upward, and soon he was directly wrapped in it.

I saw Ji Wuchen's body half-kneeling on the ground at the moment, a little curled up and trembling, enduring great pain, the dark green flames wrapped his whole body, burning him, making him particularly dazzling and bright even in this darkness.

However, just a moment later, I saw that Ji Wuchen, who had always kept his head down, immediately raised his head again, but his expression was completely different from the original, looking at the dark green flame that was still suspended in front of him, trembling and burning slightly, there was an extremely obsessive look in his eyes at this time, ignoring the flames that kept burning on his body, as if it was not himself who was burning, but another person, that kind of extreme obsession, fanaticism.

Ji Wuchen's face showed a kind of indulgent obsession at this time, licked his lips, and just quietly looked at the dark green ghost fire hanging in front of his head, as if he was admiring a peerless treasure.

From a distance, this scene looks like an oil painting frozen in a certain scene.

It's just that if you really look at it, this oil painting seems to be awkward no matter how you look at it, the green burning ghost fire in the darkness shines on Ji Wuchen's face that is faintly fanatical and extremely obsessed at this time, illuminating his face green, showing a mad color, but around it is all single tone and full of desperate darkness, like a pedestrian stumbling forward in the dark suddenly finds a bright light, and a traveler walking in the desert sees the water source, That is, hope.

But this hope seems to have only a strange meaning, whether it is the darkness that makes people feel fear, or the one that is transparent, like the invitation of the demon walking in hell to the world, to lead people step by step to the abyss of despair.

It always feels extremely depressing and heavy.

It's just that the ghostly light reflected on the left half of Ji Wuchen's somewhat stunned face is somehow giving people an extremely sacred feeling, one side is sacred, one side is evil, one side is reflected in the light, and the other side is hidden in the darkness, it should be incompatible, and unimaginable things, but at this time, it is a strange coexistence, and more importantly, they do not have the slightest sense of disobedience and abruptness, but faintly infiltrate an extremely natural and different beauty.

It's as if that's how they should be, that's what they should be, that's right.

There is no reason, and there is no need for any reason.

There is a strange harmony in the contradiction, simple but penetrating with a hint of elusive profundity.