Chapter Ninety-Three: The Red Sleeves
"Who the hell am I ......"
The woman's murmur resounded quietly in the silent forest.
It seems to have heard the woman's whispering, a sigh sounded in front of the woman, with this sigh, a black shadow slowly walked out of the mottled shadow, if you don't look closely, who would have thought that there was a person standing between the shadows of the tree, but even if you look closely, by the moonlight, the figure of the black shadow only makes people feel extraordinarily blurred, as for the appearance of the black shadow, it is like a dumb riddle, the more you look at it, the more blurred it feels, the black shadow stands here, it makes people feel that the black shadow seems to be part of the shadow of the tree, and the position of the black shadow is just in front of the woman in redγ
At this moment, looking at the woman in front of him, the black shadow also sighed in his heart, "I can't imagine that there is a daughter of Xuanyin in this kind of place, is there really no way to arrange it in the dark?"
"Master, who the hell am I!?"
As if in great pain, the woman's hand kept caressing her forehead, and when she thought of the palpitating blankness in her mind, the woman couldn't help but ask.
Hearing the woman's inquiry, the black shadow seemed to be silent for a moment, and then said as if explaining more like emotion: "People have seven emotions, and then they have six desires, and then there are three thousand troubles, one trace of suffering, and three thousand threads are three thousand sufferings." β
Aware of the woman's frowning brows, the voice of the black shadow paused, and then slowly raised his hand, his fingers slowly put on the woman's forehead, the soul power flowed, the woman only felt a burst of coldness coming from the forehead, with this coolness, the pain in the woman's mind was also relieved a lot, looking at the woman's soothing eyebrows, the black shadow continued: "Life is like a bitter sea, and the bitter sea is endless, if there is no shore, then a thousand threads are entangled in the body, and a thousand sufferings linger in the heart." β
Listening to the words of the black shadow in front of her, the woman slowly raised her head, and then learned the appearance of the black shadow as if she had an understanding, stretched out her hand, and with the flow of soul power in the woman's body, a familiar breath of the black shadow appeared on the woman's fingertips.
Feeling the breath of the woman's fingertips, the black shadow's eyes were filled with shock, and after the shock, a touch of ecstasy filled the black shadow's eyes, "Just one glance, you can do this, providence, it's really providence!"
People are born like blank paper, so they can not enter the sea of suffering, do not stain troubles, and do not get dusty, so there can be nothing in their hearts, perhaps only in this way, can they flow out of this breath that is purer than themselves, thinking of this, the black shadow secretly made up his mind in his heart, and then said: "If you can't remember, it means that you naturally want to forget in your heart, in fact, all the answers are only in your heart." β
As the words fell, the soul power in the black shadow's body quietly flowed, and I saw that behind the black shadow, the light became weaker and weaker, as if all the light was absorbed by the black shadow, and the scene behind the black shadow became even more blurred.
Hearing the black shadow's words, the woman's eyes became as clear as before again, like the white paper in the black shadow's heart. As the pain in her mind receded like a tide, the woman remembered the morning sun she saw when she first woke up, the red sleeve blocking her forehead, the weather was bright that day, maybe that was what she really wanted in her heart!?
The woman thought so, and the anxiety between the woman's eyebrows slowly lowered.
Looking at the woman's appearance, the black shadow knew that the woman already had an answer in her heart, and the black shadow asked out loud: "How is it, have you thought about it!?"
The woman nodded slightly, and the light in her mind that was about to devour everything had disappeared, and with the disappearance of that light, the woman only felt a cool feeling in her body permeate her body.
Feeling the breath on the woman's body, the black shadow knew that when he went back this time, I don't know how many people would experience the shock brought by the woman in front of him like himself, and the burden on his body might finally be able to be lifted.
"In that case, let's get out of here. β
The woman followed the black shadow forward, leaving this place that she felt extremely familiar but extremely unfamiliar, with a light tiptoe, the figures of the two slowly moved away, but when she was about to leave this place, for some reason, the face of the young man resurfaced in her mind, and this time, the woman glanced back in a trance, only to feel as if something was missing in her heart, and then slowly spit out two words from her mouth: "Heartless!?"
When these two words were spoken, the woman couldn't help but be stunned, and she didn't understand why she would say these two words, and the two words came to her mind, and an inexplicable pain came again, flashing. As if hearing the woman's words, the black shadow also stopped, and glanced back with some confusion, with a deep concern in his eyes.
Seeing the black shadow's inquiring gaze, the woman shook her head, as if she wanted to completely forget the distractions in her mind. The woman didn't think about it anymore, she said softly in her heart, "I'm thinking about it again", and then followed the black shadow and continued to move forward, and this time the woman didn't look back.
"My name is Red Sleeves. β
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The departing red shadow in the distance, Yan Wuxin naturally couldn't see it again, but in terms of this scene, he couldn't be distracted and look to the other. The fingertip soul power flowed to the extreme, and at this moment, as the soul silk moved up, the soul stone instantly came to the seal mark behind [Allure].
For Yan Wuxin, the matter of changing the soul stone is naturally not unfamiliar to him, after all, the days when he relied on it for a living were not short, and thinking about it carefully, Yan Wuxin felt that he had only done this thing for so many years, so that this matter was not only not unfamiliar, but it was the most familiar to him.
Thinking of this, Yan Wuxin sighed lightly, and the corners of his mouth also raised slightly, but the corners of his mouth did not show any smile, and the meaning of self-deprecation was very strong. It's funny, but I didn't expect that in this case, if you want to make a living, you still rely on soul stones.
"The soul stone enters, and there is no hindrance to the puppet body, the soul stone comes out, and the crowd leads to a hundred turns. β
After changing the soul stone for so many years, Yan Wuxin also summed up a trick, but although the trick is simple, but with the level of his previous five soul threads, it is still a little bit worse to achieve the flow of clouds. And later, when the number of soul filaments in his body reached six, Yan Wuxin had not changed the soul stone as carefully as before, and he himself did not expect that he would be able to use this mantra once.
Suddenly, the wind rose. The wind is naturally not the cold wind of this cold night, at this moment, looking at the wind blade in front of [Allure], which is less than a zhang in front of him, and feeling the wind brought by it, Yan Wuxin moved his gaze to the soul stone in front of him.
At this moment, under the coordination of the four soul filaments at Yan Wuxin's fingertips, the seal mark on [Allure] had already revealed a gap, looking at the faint light emitted from the soul stone, Yan Wuxin slowly closed his eyes.
What came to Yan Wuxin's mind at this moment was the situation when he exchanged soul stones for a puppet beast, for soul stones, in short, it was a process of entering and exiting, and what came in was the new soul stone, and what came out was naturally the old soul stone, which was just simple to say, but not so easy. The so-called "unhindered puppet body" requires that the soul stone cannot touch all parts of the puppet's body when entering, and the so-called "crowd leads to a hundred turns of the core" requires that the soul stone can only be changed in an instant, and the soul stone at the core can reawaken the puppet with soul power, too fast and too slow means failure.
If it is ordinary, failure is just a restart, but at this time, in the face of this stabbing wind blade, if it fails once, I am afraid that [Allure] will not have this chance to do it again.
The fingertip soul silk moved slightly, and the soul stone instantly came to the [Allure] body, although the movement was smooth, but for the stabbing wind blade, it was still a little slower.
The wind blade went one step further, less than three feet.
At the core, the two soul stones were lying there quietly, and at this moment, Yan Wuxin did not dare to slack off in the slightest, the soul power of the extreme acupoint in the body had been exhausted, with the soul power circulating in the body, Yan Wuxin felt that the soul silk at his fingertips became more and more delicate, just like a breeze, and under this delicate control, the two soul stones at the core, one in, and one out.
It's just that the three feet are gone in the blink of an eye, and the wind blade on the chest of [Allure] has arrived, and a subtle sound of armor breaking is heard.
"Is it still a step slower?" Hearing this subtle voice, Yan Wuxin opened his eyes, and couldn't help but think in his heart, but at this moment, the wind blade on [Allure's] chest had already broken through the armor by three points.
Watching the wind blade break through the armor, with this blow, the soul power in Song Qingxuan's body instantly flowed out, and the wind blade in the palm of the [Qingfeng] was instantly even more powerful, a sword broke through the armor and entered, and a trace of wind slowly blew the hair in front of Yan Wuxin's forehead, and from a distance, a wind blade had already penetrated the left chest of [Allure].
Looking at the few strands of hair in front of Yan Wuxin's forehead that were cut off by the wind blade, the corners of Song Qingxuan's mouth were completely raised, and they all said that the gentleman took revenge, ten years is not too late, according to his heart, he will not really wait for ten years so long, since it is a feud made today, then it is good to repay it today, otherwise how can he have so much energy to worry about a little person.
The little revenge was avenged, Song Qingxuan's mind was also active, with the idea of playing, the soul silk on his fingertips slowly moved down, and the wind blade in the hand of [Qingfeng] did not go any further, but also moved down, it seems that this Song Qingxuan can't help but want to pierce the armor with a sword, and also split the [Allure] in half.
Before the wind blade moved, Song Qingxuan only saw a white spar falling into Yan Wuxin's hand from the body of [Allure], needless to say, the white spar was naturally the soul stone that had been consumed, and the moment the soul stone came out, the seal mark had already been closed, looking at the fluttering hairs in front of him, Yan Wuxin slowly raised his head, and the cold light in his eyes was already cold.
And the soul silk on the fingertips came to the [Allure] again.
Looking at Yan Wuxin's movements, Song Qingxuan couldn't help but be stunned, then smiled contemptuously, and asked out loud: "Could it be that you still want it to move?"
With the light movement of his fingertips, [Allure] turned his palm into a finger and pointed forward.