Chapter 393: The Dead Man
As the pain began to wane, she felt dizzy and sink into darkness, and then a line of silver light appeared in front of her eyes, which Lingxi followed all the way to the unknown depths.
I don't know how long it has been, but a hot current has surged in her heart, as if she is expecting it, and she can't help but speed up her pace.
In the next moment, the light came, and the black bird flapped its wings, crossed the vast void, and saw where it landed. It was a high mountain of stones, and there was no foot of the mountain, nor the top of the mountain, but it was like a pillar between heaven and earth, and there stood on top of the heavens and the earth, and as far as the eye could see, there were large black rocks, and many rocks protruded from the mountain, and hung there abruptly.
The direction in which Lingxi was going was exactly one of those rocks, and the closer he got, the more he realized the enormity of the rock.
Nearer, the rock had turned into a huge platform, and on the edge of that platform grew a huge tree.
The tree had no leaves, only vigorous and enchanting branches.
Lingxi didn't know where it was, but he just walked along the platform to the tree. Footsteps rang out in the empty space, reaching into the distance, engulfed in darkness.
I don't know how long it has been, but at the end of my sight, under the black tree, a misty white shadow has appeared.
Lingxi was stunned for a moment, this place was vast and boundless, and the stone pillars were also huge, and at this time, whether it was a tree, a white shadow, or herself, they were like mayflies in the vast world, incomparably small.
However, it is in such an endless place, in this vast space where it is impossible to meet at the slightest misalignment, that a small point finds another.
Lingxi's eyes showed a gentle smile, and he walked towards the white shadow. The white shadow got closer and closer, but it didn't become clear, until Lingxi called out a name: "South Wind." ”
That face suddenly became clear, it was Bai Junqian.
"Lingxi. But this so-called south wind is shouting Lingxi like this, so this is just Lingxi's imagination, this is Bai Junqian, she told herself so.
"Master......" Lingxi said softly, his voice trembling and his footsteps trembling.
Bai Junqian stretched out his hand to touch Lingxi's cheek, and the warmth was instantly transmitted.
Then Lingxi took a deep breath, but Bai Xuan gradually disappeared in front of her eyes, "Master......" Lingxi seemed to be at a loss for a while, and muttered, "What's going on?"
Suddenly, a bit of abnormal red light appeared in her sight, and the spirit who had just panicked because of Bai Junqian's disappearance couldn't help but stiffen, that kind of light was different from others, she had never seen it in her idle eyesight, but she had seen it in a dream.
She stiffened her steps and continued to walk, step by step, a red flame that looked very hot.
Just as she wanted to touch it, a tingling pain came from her forehead, and she couldn't help but cover her forehead, looking at the red flames.
As time passed, she gradually became a little in a trance, but the tingling sensation on her forehead continued.
"You shouldn't have killed so many people. This familiar voice sounded in front of him.
Lingxi couldn't help but cover her forehead and knelt on the ground, and then reluctantly raised her head to see who made the voice, but she knew it.
It shouldn't be like this. In the next moment, the Red Luan Sword appeared beside her, and the resentment in her heart caused her to swing the sword with all her might, slashing at the figure imprinted in the depths of her soul.
It's just that the moment she thought she was going to slash, the sword stopped, and she couldn't move forward any further, as if the two emotions were about to tear her apart.
"South Wind!"
"Master......"
After a moment of stalemate, she laughed miserably, she threw away her sword, and looked at the void with a sad look in her eyes.
In the middle of the night, in the empty place, suddenly the wind rose, and some powerful aura came from the crimson flames.
Then several red rays of light flew towards her like meteors piercing the night sky, burrowing into the mark on her forehead.
In the next moment, a strange aura was moving in the body, with a certain warm feeling, and that feeling was almost like ...... Blood.
When these illusions disappeared, Lingxi opened her eyes and raised her eyes, her expression had changed, she looked at Nanfeng and said, "Xuanhuang, when did you dare to order me like this?"
As soon as these words came out, Nanfeng was a little stunned, and then said in a somewhat excited tone: "Hong'er, you ......"
Lingxi didn't finish listening to Nanfeng's words, then closed his eyes and began to condense his aura, Nanfeng looked at such Lingxi and felt a little guilty.
When Lingxi opened her eyes again, she seemed to have mastered the move in the south wind air with one blow, but her eyes also became creepy.
She clenched the Hongluan sword in her hand, chanting silently in the air, trying to depict the scene, the words came out of her mouth indistinctly, merging into a mess of dust, and she suddenly felt a wave of anger in her heart.
She flew out directly under the gaze of everyone, and headed towards the black shadow.
The black shadow was still motionless, but Lingxi still rushed over without hesitation, and just when everyone thought that Lingxi was about to attack the black shadow, the black shadow suddenly moved.
Suddenly dodged to other places, of course, Lingxi's speed was not slow, and he immediately chased after him, Lingxi used the advantage of hitting the sword in his hand, and directly attacked the black shadow with sword qi.
This time, although the black shadow dodged, his cloak was split by the sword qi.
The knot on his face was so exposed to Lingxi's field of vision, but Lingxi was very surprised-
Lingxi looked at the man, a man with extremely pale skin, a death-like whiteness, gloomy and lifeless.
Like a man who has long since died.
He was dressed neatly, with meticulous cuffs at the corners and cuffs, as if he had been taken care of regularly.
He stood there silently, a pair of pure black eyes were dark and dull, without a trace of brilliance, on that miserable white beautiful face, black lines were crawling like snakes, and if you looked closely, it was like the delicate lines embroidered by the most skillful embroidery girl, just like his whole person, full of exquisiteness that had been carefully cared for.
The pair of eyeballs embedded in the eye sockets have long been colorless, and there is no remnant of humanity, and the eyes seem to be covered by a layer of gray chaos, and there is no light at all. He stared straight ahead, his head tilted forward, as if waiting for his master's orders.
"Is this?" Lingxi's head tingled again, as if there was something she needed to remember. But I couldn't think of anything.
After Lingxi was stunned for a moment, he began to use his tricks, and a bright light emitted from Lingxi's body, staying in mid-air, and at this time, the Hongluan Sword also showed a light, which was pale red, and the light that flew out of Lingxi's body was black and red.
The two forces seem to be coming together.
She had to defeat the man.
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