Chapter 39: The Flower of Blood
After settling the heartbroken Li Huashen, Xu Huaizhang and Lan Yin left the wine shop.
This time they were not injured, except for Lan Yin, who was a little weak after testing the poison, the two of them were almost unscathed. So they didn't plan to find a place to live and straighten out, and rushed directly to the next target location.
On the way to Edgeworth's flight, Su Huaizhang suddenly asked Lan Yin with a sideways look, "If Zhegui hadn't been sent to death by himself just now, would you have killed her?"
Lan Yin's expression did not loosen because of his question, and his eyes still seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
She tilted her head slightly to look at him, "May I ask General Su, what is the significance of this question?"
Xu Huaizhang couldn't help laughing.
- After the failure of the disguise, Lan Yin didn't want to pretend to be any established appearance in front of him at all, and her every move now was made by her subconsciously.
"It doesn't make sense, I just feel that Zhegui's death makes you very sad. Xu Huaizhang also has something to say.
Lan Yin frowned slightly, then chuckled and turned his gaze back to look straight ahead.
"Sad? The big devil who kills people without blinking will be sad for a demon who meets in the water?"
Xu Huaizhang knew that she was deliberately teasing herself with other people's evaluations of her, just to end the topic, so he didn't find himself bored to talk to her about this anymore.
The two of them fell silent, but Lan Yin began to think about Xu Huaizhang's question in his heart.
The question he asked really didn't make much sense, and she wasn't thinking about whether the answer to that question was "yes" or "no", she was thinking that Su Huaizhang's question should mean that he was trying to explore her thoughts.
He wanted to get to know her.
This level of understanding could not be classified as calculating, and she felt that Su Huaizhang had probably brought her closer in her heart.
- The plan has been realized a little bit.
Because there was still residual poison in his body, Lan Yin felt a little tired at this time, and his perception of demonic energy was weaker. Or did Xu Huaizhang suddenly call out to her and ask her, "There seems to be a demonic aura in the wasteland below, can you feel it?"
Lan Yin closed his eyes to perceive it, and it was true.
They descended in both directions, leaping from their swords as they approached the wasteland. Lan Yin put the sword into the scabbard, and Su Huaizhang looked around with the sword in his hand for a while.
"It's weird, but I can't feel it when I come down. ”
After Xu Huaizhang finished speaking, he turned his eyes to look at Lan Yin, only to see that her face had become very bad, hearing his words, she subconsciously wanted to answer, but before she could say a word, she covered her mouth and began to cough, blood dripped down her fingers to the ground, looking particularly dazzling.
"Are you still poisoned?" said Xu Huaizhang, wanting to take her other hand and probe her pulse.
Lan Yin waved his hand and dodged his movements, "It's okay, that poison is to use the method of urging people to cough up blood to consume the immortal power of the poisoner, and I will naturally recover slowly after coughing it up." ”
"......" she could think of it, as if her body was not her own.
Xu Huaizhang suddenly felt that Lan Yin was ruthless to others, but he seemed to be even more ruthless to himself.
People like her seem to be like that.
Su Huaizhang remembered the Emperor of Heaven at this moment, and from this aspect alone, they really looked like father and daughter.
The two walked side by side to the north again, and as they walked, Xu Huaizhang was still looking at Lan Yin.
"Don't look at me with that expression. Lan Yin didn't look at him, but he still felt his gaze, "Even if I lose immortal power, I won't be ...... at all."
Speaking of this, Lan Yin's face suddenly changed slightly, and he pointed to the front and said, "Xu Huaizhang, look over there." ”
It was the direction where she had just coughed up blood, and from there, the ground was dying red, and clusters of flowers were blooming through the light of blood, and the wasteland was lit up.
Although they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they had all seen it from the picture scroll and heard it from the mouths of other immortals, it was the famous bloody Demon Race's other side flower.
Su Huaizhang's expression changed greatly, he couldn't care so much, and hurriedly said to Lan Yin, "Don't be stunned, don't use force, draw your sword!"
Lan Yin drew his sword neatly, and rose up with Xu Huaizhang, but when the two of them had already soared into the air, the flowers on the other side of their feet turned into red silk-like tentacles, binding their limbs and catching them back.
The threads grew tighter and tighter, cutting through their clothes, and when blood oozed out, the flowers grew stronger, conjuring illusions that stained the heavens red, and imprisoned each of them in their own demons.
Lan Yin only felt that the immortal power that was already being withdrawn was even more away from her at this time, and two thoughts popped up in her mind a second before she was thrown into the illusion uncontrollably.
- In the past, I always wanted to fight with the power of the demons, but now I have encountered it, but it turned out that it was not a fight at all, but it was just unilaterally crushed.
- I just saved Xu Huaizhang's life a while ago, and now I will send him to death together. Really......
What was it? Before she could describe it, she had fallen into a hallucination.
She came to the forest of the god realm in the illusion again, and unlike before, this time she was forcibly locked here by the power of the demons, during which she couldn't know as clearly as before that "this is just an illusion".
And the terrible thing about demons is that you don't know what's fake and what's real.
Lan Yin opened his eyes in the chaos, and saw the woman in green clothes holding the baby crying.
Suddenly, the baby disappeared and turned into a wisp of smoke, the woman in Tsing Yi collapsed and searched around, Lan Yin shouted to her at the top of her voice, "Mother, I'm not dead, I'm here, I'm here!"
She didn't know why she was shouting such excitedly.
Mother, that's a strange title. This is the first time in her life that she has called out this title.
Everything was different from the previous illusion, this time, the woman in Tsing Yi actually heard her suddenly, and turned her eyes to her with teary eyes.
"Ah Yin!" she stumbled towards Lan Yin, stroking Lan Yin's face over and over again with her hand, "Yes, you are Ah Yin, it's my Ah Yin!"
When she cried, Lan Yin cried too, although Lan Yin didn't know why she was crying, as if there was some force that drove her to shed tears. The chest was very tight, as if he would suffocate to death if he didn't cry.
The woman in Tsing Yi hugged her and let her head rest against her chest.
Lan Yin could hear her heartbeat, and he felt a familiar and unfamiliar peace of mind inexplicably.
After a while, the woman in Tsing Yi let go of Lan Yin, and took out a sharp knife from her arms with a calm face. Before Lan Yin could react, she stabbed the sharp knife straight into her chest.
Warm blood splattered out, and a large part of it spilled onto Lan Yin's face.
This time, Lan Yin didn't cry, she just froze.
Then, the woman in Tsing Yi trembled and handed the sharp knife to Lan Yin's hand, "Ah Yin, follow your mother's example and kill yourself." Our existence will harm sentient beings, let's kill ourselves, for the sake of the common people in the world, we should not live in this world. ”