Chapter 127: The Broken Temple Reappears in the Fire Illusion
"So you really killed them all?"
It was a dark and closed stone chamber, but I smelled a smell of murderous intent and blood.
Ma Jian'er gritted his teeth and replied without thinking: "Yes! I will kill them all, and I will not leave any of them!"
His words revealed a strong hatred, and the features on my face couldn't help but tremble.
"Do you know how I killed them?" I bowed my head and listened to him with great resistance.
Ma Jian'er said to herself, "I'm using it, I'm using ......"
The voice suddenly stopped, and there was no more sound. I looked up and saw that his eyes were falling motionless on me, looking a little glazed.
It went on like this for a long time, and I heard myself ask first, "What about the future? Those people are dead, why did she get the Gu medicine? Isn't she a healer?"
"Why did you get the Gu medicine?" his eyes flashed when he heard this, and he muttered, "Yes, why, why, why, why......"
He kept repeating these words, holding his head in his hands, and his face showed a pang of pain, "Why? Why? I don't know, I don't know......"
Ma Jian'er stopped abruptly, staring at me with a straight gaze, as if he was longing for something.
"She's dead, and only the blood of Linglong can save her. There was a deep despair in that tone.
"If I don't save her," I said slowly, looking at the person in front of me, "will you kill me too?" ”
After hearing this, he was only stunned, and the corners of his mouth rose little by little, and his eyes were extremely pleasant.
"No, it won't. I know, you're a good person, and you're not going to die, right?"
His tone grew softer, and he moved closer to me with each word.
"I'm not like them. They're trying to destroy Delicate Heart, and I'm not. Like you, I want to save people with Linglong's blood. Anyway, you have to take the blood of Linglong, why don't you give me a little bit of adult beauty? Just a little bit, okay......"
Ma Jian'er's eyes gradually became sluggish, and he was so low that he was a bit like he had lost his soul.
The shrill voice trembled slightly, "Just a little, a little, can you promise......"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang overhead, as if something heavy had collapsed to the ground, and then there was a "crackling" sound. A smell of sparks permeated the air, swallowing up the rotting smell around it. There was the sound of "knocking" footsteps approaching rapidly in the long secret passage, and there were also low pants of people.
"It's not good! It's on fire, we need to get out quickly!" shouted Aconitum Qing and hurried over.
"What did you say?"
Ma Jian'er's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he swept away his previous appearance.
"I guess someone deliberately set the fire. Aconitum hated, and her eyes turned to me, "It should be her accomplice." No matter, let's go first!"
He waved his hand at Ma Jian'er, and most of his body had already stepped out of the stone room.
Ma Jian'er's eyebrows were dark, and he quickly picked me up and walked away, still weak and weak.
"What are you doing, what do you care about her? She's the master of the delicate heart, she's going to die anyway. Aconitum turned his head and shouted at him.
"I know, but there's more to the blood than meets us. Ma Jian'er replied quickly, "Now is not the time to argue about this, you come over and help." ”
The smell of sparks became stronger and stronger, and the heat in the stone chamber became stronger and stronger. There was a fierce glint in the dark eye, and his fists were clenched, almost rushing over and grabbing my other arm.
The two of them took my arms on their left and right, and walked quickly through the secret passage. The white smoke that came through the exit choked people's tears, and I had been in the fog of Ma Jian before, and now my mind was even more swollen, and I couldn't lift my breath.
If it weren't for me, they would have been able to escape.
Ma Jian'er saved me for the blood of Linglong, and Wutouqing seemed to listen to him......
The flames in the temple had already jumped to the top of the beams, and the curtains, altars, haystacks, and fallen Buddha statues were all red. The smoke came straight to my face, irritating my eyes.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" The right arm was suddenly released, and the throat of the black head was even more hoarse with smoke, "I can't escape at all! I don't care, I want to save you." ”
He turned to me with a vicious look in his eyes, "I advise you, with this oil bottle, you can't get out alive." ”
With that, he shrank back, and his body quickly formed into a ball, rushing towards the temple gate. The fire seemed to be channelled with aura, and when it saw this, it suddenly dispersed to the left and right, opening a safe path.
The "ball" rolled smoothly to the temple gate, but it was a matter of an instant, and the fire suddenly invaded. In that red light, I don't know if the aconitum escaped or not, I only heard a terrible cry of "ah".
"There is something evil about this fire. ”
The man on the left sighed.
Ma Jian'er and I were still standing in the safety of the secret passage, although there was thick smoke choking, but the fire did not come close for the time being.
"Don't be afraid, I'll get you out. ”
The smoke covered my eyes with tears, and although I couldn't see his face clearly, I heard the voice quite firmly.
Ma Jian'er grabbed my arm and was about to take a step forward, when suddenly there was a "boom" in front of me, as if something had fallen from the roof of the beam.
The fire came up mercilessly.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
He stood in front of me and jerked me back. Smoke and burning sensations flooded my eyes, tears gushed out, and a burning smell floated through my nose.
"You, are you alright?" he said with great difficulty, as he seemed to grit his teeth.
"Hmm-" I couldn't speak any more with a single sound, and my throat was burning, and I just shook my head at him.
He grabbed me tightly and screamed so angrily.
"Am I going to die in this sea of fire today? I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"
Wow –
In the haze, the red light rose again. Maybe it's because my eyes are not good now, and my ears have become extremely sensitive.
In addition to the sound of "crackling" in the flames, it seems that footsteps are approaching little by little.
The footsteps were so calm and fearless, slowly walking towards me and Ma Jian'er.
"Who? who's there?"
He also noticed this strange phenomenon, and his voice trembled a little.
There was no answer, only the sound of footsteps getting closer. And I saw that in that red light, a white figure was gradually revealed.
"It's you...... It's you!" I could feel his sudden agitation.
No, it's not a white shadow.
I squinted my eyes and vaguely saw a "blue shadow" coming out of the red light.
Is it a "white shadow" or a "blue shadow"?
I couldn't see clearly, I couldn't be sure, but there was a strange and familiar feeling in my mind.
The surrounding flames seemed to be brave, but they were slow to attack us. Except for the smoke, everything is a bit of a bluff.
Sometimes, when the fake is the truth, the truth is also the truth.
In an instant, I had a flash of inspiration.
"It's you, it's really you!" the people around him roared, and suddenly rushed into the "sea of fire" uncontrollably, pounced on the "figure".
"Ma Jian'er!"
It was at this point that my eyes and voice miraculously returned to normal. The fire and smoke quickly dissipated like a cloud of mist, and nothing was burned in the ruined temple, as if the fire had never come.
I know that these are all illusions, and someone has cast an illusion.
I knew that everything was fake, but at the moment when the "blue shadow" that had come out of the red light was about to disappear, I saw his eyes as clear as the moon.
Bang –
Without support, I sat down little by little against the wall.
I saw a scroll of paintings falling from the silent and dark ruined temple, and there was a comatose pomp on the ground.
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