The appearance of the ghost Gu has changed, it has become unfamiliar, and the strangeness makes people feel chilled.

Shui Han was a little stunned by this sudden change, but the pain in his body soon cleared his mind a lot, he looked at his embarrassed appearance, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous, even if he practiced hard, he could only end up with this.

In fact, Shui Han was only aware of the lack of his own strength, he was far from realizing the danger of the current situation, in his opinion, even if the ghost Gu had intermittent nerves, it would never kill himself and Richu.

However, Tang Yan, who was not far away, had the opposite idea, and between the battles with the ghost Gu just now, he had basically concluded the origin of this white-haired young man.

Although the Medicine King Valley has always acted mysteriously, and its people rarely move around the rivers and lakes, Tang Yan has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has some understanding, he at least knows that the people of the Shennong tribe in the Medicine King Valley have a power called spiritual power, and although this spiritual power is not of the same origin as mana, it is very different in use, but it is a little similar.

In the mana system, what a cultivator cultivates before the four-elephant stage is the inner dharma, and once the cultivation reaches the four-elephant stage, the internal dharma veins are masterfully controlled, the qi is drawn from the inside, and the palm qi is as free as breathing, and the cultivation and control of the natural dharma veins from the outside world can be mastered, and if you can master the external cultivation method, you can comprehend the special spell called the "domain".

"Domain" means "domain", this kind of spell is basically the method of controlling the surrounding environment for one's own use, creating one's own domain around the body, such a field, according to the characteristics of the practitioner's cultivation, the functions are different, some can nourish the body and mind, can help to heal injuries and restore physical strength, some can bless oneself, improve one's strength, and even more, not a single grass grows in the field, killing all things.

Tang Yan knew that such a realm was not only mastered by Dharma cultivators, but also the spiritual power of the Medicine King Valley also had the same characteristics.

The Dharma cultivator controls the lineage of the environment, while the psionic person controls the spiritual rhyme of life.

At the beginning of the ghost Gu's use of such a domain, at that time, Tang Yan and Tang Lian were in the domain together, and Tang Yan at that time also felt a heavy pressure, but he still retained six or seven points of strength, so although it was a little difficult to support, he was not panicked, he knew very well in his heart that that level of pressure, even if he didn't use the poison god body, he could deal with it.

But now, Tang Yan was once again in the realm of the Ghost Gu, his feeling was completely different, at this moment he was already in the state of the Poison God Body, but it was in this state that he was a little powerless in the face of the coercion of the Ghost Gu.

In fact, the most terrifying thing is not the real oppressive force, what makes him feel more troublesome than the oppressive force is a negative emotion that has been faintly transmitted in this field.

Tang Yan couldn't describe that emotion specifically, but his intuition told him that if he stayed here, he would definitely commit suicide before he ran out of strength, because he could deeply understand that something was eroding his heart, and he even had the urge to kneel.

It's not that I have to make a kneeling posture because of oppression, but I want to kneel on my own initiative.

Cold sweat flowed from Tang Yan's forehead, he knew very well that the white-haired young man in front of him was definitely not the opponent he had met before, he had become more powerful, and even no longer looked like a person.

Such a monster, combined with what he had just said, Tang Yan could almost imagine that the next move of the ghost Gu would take the lives of everyone present.

At the beginning of the day, I don't know when she knelt down, her eyes were empty, her face was expressionless, she didn't know why she knelt, but she felt an inexplicable impulse, she was tired, it seemed that as long as she knelt down, she could get the greatest satisfaction, her godless eyes had begun to close slowly.

She thought of him again.

The ghost Gu looked at Richu, he seemed to be a little curious, and the ethereal voice came out again from the hand that grabbed the face:

"This girl doesn't look like a human being, but she's so weak, as if she has just experienced a catastrophe. ”

He continued:

"Well, let this king help you out. ”

With that, Ghost Gu's free left hand began to slowly begin to form a very special Indian form.

As soon as the Indian style was put together, he felt that the heavens and the earth suddenly moved, and the dark clouds around him seemed to be pulled by some force, and they actually gathered into a spiral shape on the top of the ghost Gu's head, and the body of the ghost king boy they were in also suddenly shook, with this vibration, the ghost king child's miserable cry like a baby came one after another, this sound spread between the heavens and the earth, and the hearts of the people who listened to it were shocked, and it seemed that even this monster from hell felt afraid.

Tang Yan's eyes widened, his eyes were shining, he should have closed them, but he really couldn't close them, he was too curious, or rather, he was too excited, at this moment he had already forgotten about life and death, he just wanted to see, see this style, which can obviously make himself disappear, to what extent can he go.

"You kid give me enough time!"

The sound shook the heavens and the earth, the voice was almost hoarse, unbearable, but at this moment, it overshadowed the movement of heaven and earth, overshadowed the howling of the ghost king, like a sharp arrow that was ready to be launched, directly penetrating the eardrums of everyone present.

Richu was suddenly woken up, she felt as if she heard a loud thunder in her sleep, but when she opened her eyes, what she saw was the back of a person, it was a teenager, he was wearing a black and white striped shirt, Richu recognized the dress, it was bought for Shui Han in Qinghua Lane by herself, Richu also recognized the young man in front of her, this is obviously the teenager she thought about for a long time, and gave up everything to pursue.

At this moment, the young man held the giant sword in his hand, his body jumped in the air, and blood flowed from under his ribs, but he didn't care, he was like incarnating into a flying roc with wings, he was about to soar straight into the nine heavens and clouds, to cut off his fate, to pursue his own freedom, everything seemed to be done in one go, he should have been like this.

Looking at the young man's back at the beginning of the day, she seemed to see tens of millions of gentle rays of light like morning light wrapping around her, and she unconsciously stretched out her hand to the back.

This time, I will never let you go again.

What Richu grabbed was a falling body, and Shui Han's body seemed to turn into a fallen leaf at that moment, and gently floated to Richu's hand.

Richu held Shui Han tightly in her arms, she hugged it tightly, but the tears in her eyes had already burst out, she couldn't see Shui Han's face anymore, but she could clearly feel the slightest snort brushing by her fingertips, she cried happily, after all, he was still alive after all.

It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive.

Shui Han's eyes were not looking at the beginning of the day, what he saw was the weaving dance floating in front of him and the air gradually becoming illusory, and he also wanted to cry, because he suddenly thought of Chongluan, and he remembered that Chongluan was also like this when he disappeared.

"Are you going to leave too?"

Shui Han was too weak to speak, but he really wanted to say it, he struggled to open his mouth, and finally couldn't say a word.

Weaving Dance floated in the air, and her body had gradually begun to dissipate, as if foam was spreading in the air, like a dream.

She was laughing, laughing beautifully, and she was crying, tears from the corners of her eyes sliding down her cheeks and turning into bubbles in the air.

Her blue eyes flashed with smart light under the infiltration of tears, her body had become mutilated and transparent, but her demeanor was still so graceful, and her face was as stunning as ever, revealing a heroic spirit like a heroine.

When I first saw Weaving Dance, Shui Han treated her as a substitute for Chongluan, at least, I don't have to bear everything alone again, but now that you're gone, who will I find to replace you.

In this world, how can anyone replace you?

The melodious song sounded again, it was the song of weaving and dancing, melodious and sad.

"Heaven and earth have no gods,

The Word of God returns to nature.

Taoism naturally lyrics long songs,

Lyrical songs, the world moves.

The rhythm of heaven and earth returns to the heart,

There is a way to circulate in the heart.

Gathering the power of the limbs,

There is no injury when grinding iron all over the body.

The moon is silent in an instant,

Transform freely into emptiness.

The impermanence of life and death breaks the fate,

The God King Soldier Thunder Emperor Pro. ”

If life and death can really break life, then why should there still be a separation between life and death?

Why?

Weaving Dance's body finally came to naught, and the last time she looked at Shui Han's face, she was still smiling, the smile was so beautiful, it was so beautiful that it made people want to cry.

Finally, at the end, she looked at Shui Han and said three words, she said very gently, gentle like a delicate bird.

She said.

Don't cry.

The water was cold, and finally burst into tears.

Obviously, he wanted to stop the ghost Gu with his last obsession, why was she the one who left in the end.

Why should others always bear the consequences of their impulses?

Chongluan is gone, Sister Yuxian is gone, and now even Weaving Dance is leaving, who will be next?

How many friends do you have to splurge like this?

Shui Han finally started crying loudly, he opened his mouth wide, crying very violently, very exaggerated, as if he was going to cry to death alive, he cried so much that he could barely breathe, he cried until the end and even cried dry, he could only keep howling, the howl was desperate and poignant, full of sadness, even the listener would feel heartache.

At this time, the ghost Gu was very heartbroken, because just now, he saw Weaving Dance, he saw her blue eyes, his eyes were wider, and there were mixed tastes in his amber-like pupils, and he didn't distinguish between feelings.

It's her, it's definitely her.

Spring silkworms don't know the meaning of autumn, and summer cicadas don't know the cold of winter. Glory and glory are not due to human feelings, and rise and fall do not matter the royal power.

Everything has its own laws, and heaven and earth have their own reincarnation, but even if reincarnation is thousands of years, some things will not change, and some people will not forget.

The hand of the ghost Gu began to tremble, and the seal form under his hand suddenly changed.