Question: What is the deepest "red" you have ever seen?

Most people's answer is probably one, that is, the source of life that flows under the delicate and weak cortex of you and me.

[Blood].

At the moment of looking at this "Yellow Spring", the black swan saw a huge sea of blood that could fill the entire world.

It was a great fear that cannot be described in any way, in any word.

Millions of memories in the body come together to warn:

"Quick, run!"

Heaven and earth turned blood-colored, and the memory of the black swan turned into ethereal dust only the moment Huang Quan looked back.

Panic, so that the arrogant remembrance does not live up to the usual calmness, revealing a rare panic, that is a real fear, that is an early warning that can never be ignored.

But the boneless Rouyi that was previously in the hands of the black swan is now as hard as steel.

What kind of steel can clamp down on the memes of "memory"?

The black swan can't think of it, and he has no time to take care of it at the moment.

Because her "flesh and blood" is being torn off by Huangquan piece by piece!

Every tear left a splash of flesh and feathers on her body, and she wanted to spread her wings, but her wings had already been broken!

"Can you escape? Can you really run? Where to run, exit......... Where is it? ”

Consciousness became blind and stupid, and the road ahead was baptized by boundless blood, flying in the sky, and then turning into raindrops in the background to beat on the bloody wounds.

The most terrifying thing is that even at the moment of stripping away the "blood" and "flesh" of the black swan consciousness, this other white-haired Huangquan still maintains the pace and posture of the dance.

But this kind of dance, the black swan can't think of anyone who can withstand it.

Terrifying and beautiful, bloody and eerie, the black swan is enveloped in a huge darkness, she is wrong, she was wrong from the beginning.

She sees Huangquan as her prey, and she is a hunter who digs up memories, but now she ...............

Huang Quan is the hunter, she is the prey!

The snake, which finally showed its fangs, surrounded its prey with its huge body, and it was a beautiful swan.

Each feather shines like a jewel in the sun.

Unfortunately, this does not help the snake if it wants to "eat" it.

So, the snake plucks its feathers, just as every apex predator does before eating.

One piece, two pieces, the snake was deliberately pulled very slowly, so that even if the swan could clearly see its own death, it could see itself naked in the shadows, revealing its pale skeleton.

At this moment, the world has become a simple black and white, and the end of memory in this dance seems to be doomed.

Just like cheetahs prey on antelopes, black bears bite rabbits' throats, hyenas carcass bison, sharks devour small fish, spiders hunt by flyweeds............

Stars, torn apart by black holes.

Everything, the authority of memory, the body of meme, seemed so small and powerless in the face of true power.

The black swan feels like he has been thrown into the depths of an endless black hole at the moment, and his body, consciousness, memory, and even the "concept" called a human being are being crushed little by little!

A huge roulette wheel, crushing itself to slag.

"Ah!!h

In a trance, the black swan saw the light again.

She should have gasped for breath at the moment, but the survival instinct from her body pressed this desire to the bottom of her heart, and she didn't dare to touch it at all.

The black swan couldn't do anything, he could only look at Huangquan blankly, and now the positions of the two are diametrically opposite from the beginning.

The black swan, who is the leader, is now pressed under Huang Quan, looking at it wantonly, but the black swan doesn't dare to breathe.

She couldn't count how many times her consciousness was "killed" to death by Huang Quan just now, but she knew that as long as she had a little longer, even if it was a little longer, she would probably be confessed inside.

"Annihilation Gang, who is it?"

Huang Quan's eyes returned to the calm they had at the beginning, and she maintained her current movements, only asking a faint question.

The smooth neck of the black swan swallowed a mouthful of tense liquid, and she finally understood that it was her own problem at the beginning that saved her.

The prom is over.

…………………

The black swan left, and Huang Quan didn't know why she was in a hurry, after all, in her opinion, the two were just having a novel experience.

Huang Quan's figure walked in the spotlight, pulling out a long shadow, and the light above his head was like day, but in some moments that ordinary people could not capture, some wonderful scenes would also appear quietly.

In the sky, countless strange-shaped corpses descended from the sky, and they had different identities, backgrounds, and races.

As you can imagine, they have a glorious past, but .........

They were all dead.

"Annihilation Gang, Annihilation Gang........."

Huang Quan struggled to remember what the Annihilation Gang was, she was calm, she didn't care and couldn't care, because the memory would fade immediately, and everything would be as if it had never happened.

"It's them......"

At the same time, I don't know how far away in other dreams.

"I've been watching her for a long time, and tonight is the last invitation."

The black swan struggled not to think about the memories that he had captured in his mind at the end.

Whenever she thinks about it, her memetic body can't help but tremble.

"Everyone has a past, but some people's past is a silent deep sea, filled with the remains of the drowned............"

At this moment, the black swan already knows what a stupid thing he has done.

"That power, if I'm not mistaken........."

"It's nothingness."

Another answer, which obviously does not belong to him, appeared in the memory space prepared by the black swan in order to avoid the Yellow Spring.

The body stiffened, and the black swan was almost in the midst of that horrible nightmare again.

But suddenly, a powerful thought radiated into the entire space like the sun, distorting and deforming the memory space.

A majestic figure appeared silently behind the black swan,

Without looking back, the identity of the comer has been suddenly revealed through the domineering thoughts in the words.

The terrifying imaginary energy unabashedly formed a storm in the space, splitting all obstacles in front of it like an axe.

"Mr. Yaoluo, I must remind you that she is by no means ........."

"Thank you for your kindness, Ms. Black Swan."

Yao Luo's posture was slightly different from before, the huge axe blade that symbolized the "Instrument of the End" was being carried by him at the moment, and his white hair had all changed into the black of the Ultimate Personality, only his eyes were full of purple stars.

"This is the first time we've met, right?"

"But I've wanted to see you a long time ago."

"I have a lot to ask about the Streamer Garden, but not now."

The black swan looked at the existence in front of him, which was the most special one among all the memories in the galaxy.

The existence of Yaoluo is one of the legends that have been circulating in Yiting.

Legend has it that Fu Li, the "memory", personally handed over a "fragment" of himself to him.

The black swan couldn't imagine what a kind of glory it was, and what was so peculiar about Yaoluo that it could attract the favor of the star gods.

But all of this, the moment he saw Yao Luo himself, all disappeared.

He was young, there was no doubt about it, and the Black Swan had seen the memories of many old monsters that were too old to stink, and their memories were like a pool of stagnant water, without waves, and no matter how long it was, it was meaningless.

But he is different, the years he has experienced may not be long enough, but each period of time exudes the same brilliance as the sun.

Deep and poignant, his body is like a work of art carved from memory, and every inch of his skin reflects the marks of perfection.

And the aura emanating from his body at this moment made the black swan feel suffocated.

The black swan knew that this kind of power was enough to be compared to the "natural disaster" he had just encountered.

"Please be careful, she is the endless depths of the sea, and in that dark darkness is filled with the remains of the drowned."

A large hand patted the black swan's shoulder, making the elegant memorabilia rarely stunned.

Because, she saw that behind Yaoluo, there were several faint "shadow" existences, which were attached to Yaoluo.

Each of them actually exuded a powerful feeling that was not inferior to Yaoluo's body.

And there are three such shadows!

Not only that, but in that deeper aurora, there are also things buried that are difficult for even black swans to peep into.

Now, these forces are concentrated together, almost like several huge stars walking past them, and gravity alone can tear people apart.

"If she's the sea, then ........."

Yao Luo's eyes were full of absolute confidence and strength.

As a warrior, he never underestimated the enemy, and the previous two "dream deaths" were only temporary dormancy for him, and now, before he understands the meaning of everything, the real battle will unfold between him and Huang Quan.

"I am the Storm."

(End of chapter)