Chapter 174: Evaporation from the World
Mo Xiaoyi looked around, couldn't help but feel slightly cold in his heart, and lowered his voice and said: "I always feel that there is a pair of eyes watching us, but there is obviously no abnormal aura around, is my feeling wrong?" Or is it an illusion condensed by the other party? ā
"When you say that, I feel as if something is staring at us, and my back is cold, and my hairs are about to stand on end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Lei silently shivered subconsciously, and raised his eyes to look around nervously.
Feng Lian was stunned, "Is it the owner of the 'Soul Locking Spell'?" ā
Mo Xiaoyi shook his head, something suddenly flashed in his mind, and blurted out: "I suddenly had a strange idea, maybe its owner is not here at all, and he doesn't know the place of Meiyuan." Even the 'Soul Locking Spell' on the wall may be just an illusion that has been placed at random. He didn't make a move for a long time, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't make a move for the time being......"
Feng Lian looked puzzled, "You mean, he was also trapped like a beast demon?" ā
Mo Xiaoyi groaned: "It's not clear how it is, but from the analysis of various signs, he is likely to be restricted in his freedom." If it weren't for his ability and the evil of the 'Soul Locking Spell', I'm afraid that the world would have been in chaos long ago. ā
Lei Wusheng has always been optimistic, and his mind is relatively simple, and when he heard his words, he immediately grinned: "Hahaha, he must have been imprisoned, no wonder he has not appeared for so long pretending to be a ghost, it turns out that he doesn't have that ability, so what are we afraid of?" Just destroy this bird spell and pull it down. After speaking, with a swipe of his palm, a steady stream of fluorescent white light shot out from his palm, sweeping directly towards the soul lock diagram on the wall.
Mo Xiaoyi didn't expect him to move so fast, and as soon as he shouted "don't", he saw that he was knocked to the ground by a reflected pillar of light, and he screamed again and again like killing a pig with his right hand.
Feng Lian was startled, and hurriedly ran forward to grab his hand, only to see that the entire palm had been burned black, and there was a trace of black smoke, emitting a burst of burnt meat skin, as if it had been struck by lightning. Thankfully, only the skin was burned, and the palm was not burned to ashes, otherwise the hand would have been completely useless.
Mo Xiaoyi took Lei Wusheng's hand, stretched out his palm to correspond to him, and wisps of faint purple light in the palm of his hand continued to seep out, slowly burrowing into his palm, not daring to guarantee whether his spiritual power could heal his hand, so he could only try.
Lei silently grinned and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts." ā
Mo Xiaoyi sighed helplessly: "It's still so impulsive, pay the price, right?" If people have put spells here, how can you destroy them at will? In the future, don't do this kind of brainless thing. ā
Lei Wusheng was quite aggrieved: "Didn't you say that he was trapped?" Didn't you say that the spell was just an illusion? Who knew this bird chart was so powerful. ā
Mo Xiaoyi said with a smile: "Even if he is really trapped, even if he is just an illusion, it doesn't mean that this 'Soul Locking Diagram' has no lethality." Just like the enchantment we clothed, wouldn't it also fight back against the invaders? I told you earlier that the 'Soul Locking Spell' is so powerful, even if the master doesn't activate the spell, it's also a weapon in itself, and once an unknown foreign object comes into contact, it will cause it to backlash......"
Feng Lian gloated and joked with a smile: "The young master can't blame the second child, he has always considered problems with his toes, and it is inevitable that there will be a little deviation." ā
Lei Wusheng was annoyed, and his two eyes gouged at him fiercely, "Third child, you are less proud, I don't believe that you have no brains when you enter the water." ā
Feng Lian laughed lazily: "I never drink water with my brain." ā
Mo Xiaoyi looked at Lei Wusheng's palm, which gradually recovered its flesh color, and asked casually: "You still have the strength to fight your mouth, it doesn't hurt, right?" ā
Lei Wusheng looked back at his hand, and said in surprise, "Huh", "It really doesn't hurt, it turns out that this guy is nothing big, it's cured so quickly." ā
Feng Lian mocked: "You should thank the young master for his powerful spiritual power, I can't cure it." ā
Lei Wusheng asked curiously, "Young Master, is the injury really serious?" ā
Mo Xiaoyi shrugged noncommittally, "Sort of, if it weren't for the fact that Ye Qiao injected most of its spiritual power into my body during the battle with the Han Twins, I'm afraid that with my previous ability, I really wouldn't be able to heal this injury." ā
Lei Wusheng couldn't help but gasp, "My obedient, so powerful?" It seems that this bird spell should not be taken lightly. ā
"How? Know whether you are alive or dead! Feng Lian teased.
"Got it, next time I itch my hands and don't move this bird picture." Lei Wusheng rarely didn't choke with him, but nodded obediently, and then added: "Even if I want to move, I will never use my hands." ā
"Do you use your feet? If you dare, we will have ready-made roast pig's trotters to eat. ā
"Phew, eat you!"
Mo Xiaoyi withdrew his spiritual power and said, "Okay." ā
Lei Wusheng turned over and over to inspect his palm, squeezed it hard, and said with a happy face: "Recover as before, thank you, young master." ā
Mo Xiaoyi's gaze moved to the "Soul Locking Spell", and after just a while, the pattern changed again, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this spell diagram always be active? Is it an unconscious change, or does each change imply a certain mystery?
Feng Lian twisted his eyebrows slightly and approached him, "Young Master, do you feel that the air around you seems to be getting hotter?" It's like the stuffiness before the rain, and it's unbearably oppressive. ā
Mo Xiaoyi nodded, "When the second child was knocked down by that pillar of light just now, the air began to change. If you look closely at the spell diagram, does it feel like you've been in a scorching desert area? ā
Feng Lian stared at the picture intently, his face changed suddenly, and then he took a step back and blurted out: "Scary, I saw a raging fire burning in the desert, and I almost threw myself in the face." ā
Mo Xiaoyi smiled: "Don't worry, it's just an illusion." ā
Lei Wusheng shouted strangely on the side: "Wow, look at it, two water droplets have fallen, and they will disappear when they fall." ā
Mo Xiaoyi and Feng Lian looked at each other and found that there were really few water droplets, and the original blue water droplets were gradually changing color, and soon turned orange-red, as if they had jumped out of the flames. The air is getting hotter and hotter, as if there is a scorching sun overhead, and you can clearly feel the heat of the sun on your skin, and it will heat up for a while. The temperature is still rising, and the exposed skin is as if someone has wiped it with a red-hot soldering iron, and it burns painfully.
Lei Wusheng was the most afraid of the heat, and shouted while unbuttoning his shirt: "It's so hot, I can't stand it!" ā
Mo Xiaoyi waved his hand and said, "Let's go!" ā
Lei Wusheng and Feng Lian left the plum garden almost as if they were fleeing, for fear that if they were slow, they would become roast suckling pigs.
When I returned home, I still didn't see Lingyu's shadow.
Mo Xiaoyi summoned again, but there was still no response, she seemed to have really disappeared from this world.
It was early in the morning, and it was about to dawn.
Such a long night, enough for her to circle the earth, what kind of situation will make her unable to come back?
Thunder kept pacing back and forth in the living room.
Feng Lian sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, but in fact, he couldn't calm down at all.
Lingyu has been with them for thousands of years, and she is the only girl among them. Her liveliness and cuteness have diluted the indifference of several generals countless times. In the hearts of everyone, although she is just an elf, she is also their indispensable companion, and even a close relative who can't be separated. Everyone pampered her as their own sister. Even if she only needs to go back to the Heavenly Palace to retreat and practice for a few hundred years and return to her human form, she still doesn't want any accidents to happen.
Dawn finally dawned in the restlessness of the trio.
A faint orange band of light expanded and widened, gradually dividing into several strips that were connected or broken, and the edges were shining golden, like a pair of gold edges carefully inlaid by skillful hands.
A round of red sun gently lifted the orange light band, as if everyone who was in love for the first time, still holding the pipa and half-covering her face hidden in the middle of the light band, wanting to say that she was still ashamed. Slowly, the more and more dew, and finally it erupted, spilling gold and silver threads all over the world.
Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and Lingyu stood pretty.
Lei Silent rushed over with a strange scream, stretching out his arm and giving a warm bear hug, "Stinky Yu'er, you dead girl still know how to come back, worry us to death." ā
Feng Lian smiled implicitly, and his tense nerves relaxed.
Mo Xiaoyi's heart finally fell to the ground, and she asked with concern on her face: "Yu'er, why did you go for so long?" Nothing happened, right? ā
"Phew, villain, take the opportunity to rub the oil of the beauty." Lingyu kicked Lei Wusheng's instep hard, and the pain was so painful that he immediately let go of his arm and hugged his foot and screamed. Lingyu collapsed on the sofa exaggeratedly, and shouted "I'm tired to death" a few times, and then sat up straight and said, "Brother Yi, that zombie has evaporated from the world." ā
Lei Wusheng suddenly forgot that his feet hurt, and he couldn't wait to ask, "What is the evaporation of the world?" You broken elf, don't keep learning the broken idioms of mortals, don't use them indiscriminately if you don't know how to use them. ā
Ling Yu rolled his eyes at him quite unceremoniously, and said with a look of "you are an idiot": "Stupid, the evaporation of the world is to completely disappear from this world." I searched the entire earth, including the underground and the bottom of the sea, but I didn't see any trace of her. ā
Mo Xiaoyi said: "Then when I summoned you, you didn't receive the message underground or under the sea?" ā
Ling Yu scratched her hair and looked innocent, "What summoning?" I don't know. ā
Mo Xiaoyi didn't say more, looked down at the Yuyue on his chest and said, "I'm tired after a busy night, do you want to go into Yuyue to rest?" ā
Ling Yu immediately forgot about his exhaustion, jumped three feet away as if he had seen a ghost, and shook his hands violently, "I don't want to enter the jade Yue, I'm bored to death, I'm going to go to bed." After saying that, he rushed into the bedroom and jumped on the bed.
Lei got up silently and chased, "Po Yu'er, that's my bed, you are not allowed to sleep with me." ā
Mo Xiaoyi laughed dumbly, and let them make trouble.
"Young master, you go and see if Qianqian is awake, and ask her what she wants for breakfast." Feng Lian rubbed his slightly tired eyes, which had not slept all night, and prepared to enter the kitchen to exercise his obligations as a full-time chef.
"You go to sleep first, I don't think she will get up so early." Mo Xiaoyi said as he walked to the bedroom.
"Alright then, if she's hungry, you call me." Feng Lian passed by Lei Silent Room and saw that he and Lingyu were lying on the bed grabbing the quilt, and one of them grabbed a quilt corner and fought red-faced, and he didn't know whether to envy the innocence of this second brother, or to go in and kick him.
At noon, an earth-shattering event occurred in the garden on the left bank, and a large cloud of cotton snow drifted in the clear sky. Yes, it is indeed genuine cotton snow. Fall to the ground and melt into water, pinched in the palm of your hand cold.
This vision alarmed almost all the residents of the community. Not to mention that it has never snowed in Nangang, at the current season, this is a hot summer, and there is still a round of fiery red sun hanging overhead, and the white snow is so leisurely through the warm sunlight floating down from the sky. Clouds of plush fluttering, obscuring the sight, eerie and beautiful. What's even more strange is that the snow is only in the left bank garden, and there is no trace of snow as long as it is outside the area of the community.
Separated by a wall, there are two completely different worlds.
The garden of the community is full of residents, some of whom raise their eyes to the sky and cheer and marvel at what snowflakes look like when they finally see them with their own eyes; There are also those who have a frightened face, fold their hands, and pray to God that no calamity will befall them; There are also those who call around while watching the snow to tell relatives and friends that they live and have a vision from the sky; There are also people who come from other places to enjoy the snow.
Of course, there is no shortage of radio reporters, who rushed in one by one with cameras. It is estimated that in a while, the whole country and even the world will be able to see the wonders of the scorching sun and snow in a small community called "Left Bank Garden".
At this time, how can the community still have the peace and tranquility on weekdays? It can almost be described as a sea of people, as if people from all over Nangang have come.
"Damn, flying snow in June, young master, Dou E has been wronged in your community, right?" Lei silently lay on the balcony railing, stretched out his long arms and then the falling snowflakes, watching them quickly turn into a ball of clear water in the palm of his hand.
"A vision from the sky, it's not good!" Feng Lian frowned and muttered to himself.
"It's weird!" Mo Xiaoyi also looked thoughtful, and her thoughts tied a big knot.
"Wow, there's snow, it's still sun snow, is this what you're going to do?" Tianyan's simple brain basically doesn't think about problems, and he is a little excited in his curiosity, and he also learns to play with snowflakes silently.
"It's beautiful!"
"It's romantic!" Only Lingyu and Pei Qianqian gave full play to the romantic factor of the little girl's love of dreaming, holding their little faces and sighing, and there were tears of emotion in their eyes.
Feng Lian looked at it for a while, leaned into Mo Xiaoyi's ear and whispered, "Young master, do you want to go out and check it out?" ā
Mo Xiaoyi glanced at Pei Qianqian, who was full of dreams.
This girl saw the real snowflakes for the first time in her life, and she was already stupid, so she couldn't bear to alarm her, and hinted with her eyes that Feng Lian would enter the living room.
"The snowflakes only fall on the left bank garden, which means that there is something wrong with our community, but I don't know if it is coming at us." Mo Xiaoyi turned on the TV casually, and sure enough, the news station was broadcasting the scene of snowfalling in the community.
"Could it have something to do with the owner of the 'Soul Locking Spell'?" Feng Lian's eyes unconsciously had a touch of worry.
"I don't know, let's go see what the problem is." Mo Xiaoyi casually turned off the TV and changed his shoes and went out.
Feng Lian hurried to follow. (To be continued.) )