Chapter Twenty-Nine: Woe to the Wall

In Valhalla, Bai Yunhuan's and Tsing Yi women's figures are agile and fast, I have to say that the two of them are completely licking blood from the edge of the knife, whether it is a boulder or a shrub in the garden, there are dead souls everywhere in this world, but in such a dense number of dead souls, the two of them can accurately pick out the path that is not discovered and can not be discovered.

The two of them had been in Valhalla for several hours, but they were only a dozen miles closer to the purple bamboo forest, and the thrilling difficulty can be imagined.

The woman in Tsing Yi herself is just that, after all, whether it is cultivation or experience in this forbidden land, she is more than a step ahead of Bai Yunhuan, but only Bai Yunhuan in the perception realm can follow her from beginning to end, and she is extremely calm, which makes the woman in Tsing Yi a little surprised.

Among the most dangerous ones recently, the soul of the dead turned its back to Bai Yunhuan, and Bai Yunhuan passed by him, and his face did not change from beginning to end.

In a few more flashes, two figures swept from a bush to a wall at great speed, and the two of them clinged to the wall, their bodies bent, and ran along the wall towards the purple bamboo forest. According to the woman in Tsing Yi, after passing through the purple bamboo forest and crossing the stone bridge, the number of dead souls will drop sharply.

This huge garden, it is not clear what era it was built, and the entry of outsiders again and again, and the constant struggle with the souls of the dead in it, made the garden destroyed again and again, Bai Yunhuan had already judged that the wall was too damaged when he arrived at this wall, so although he walked against the wall, he did not really touch this wall. Bai Yunhuan raised her head and looked at the woman in Tsing Yi, she didn't touch the wall, but whether she intentionally avoided it or didn't do it unintentionally, Bai Yunhuan couldn't judge, a few steps apart, Bai Yunhuan reminded that the surrounding souls would inevitably find the two, Bai Yunhuan could only pray that things would develop in a good direction.

It's a pity, I'm afraid that there are ghosts everywhere.

The woman in Tsing Yi leaned sideways out of the wall along the wall, observing the wind and grass in the purple bamboo forest, and the beautiful hands were pressing on the wall behind her, without feeling that there was anything wrong with her actions.

Bai Yunhuan, who was about a few steps away from her, turned a little pale.

I thought that the woman in Tsing Yi was also aware of the fact that the wall could not be touched, but now that the woman in Tsing Yi pressed it, Bai Yunhuan knew that she was wrong.

Bai Yunhuan raised his head and looked at the loose eaves that were about to fall.

At this time, Bai Yunhuan smiled instead.

No longer bending over, he raised his head and shouted loudly to the woman in Tsing Yi:

"Hey, have you ever heard of the Woe Wall?"

Bai Yunhuan shouted hard, his voice was clear and loud, echoing in the world of Valhalla.

But when it fell on the ears of the woman in Tsing Yi who did not understand the situation, she was like being struck by lightning.

Originally, she was carefully observing the remaining ten miles of route to the Purple Bamboo Forest, but she never dreamed that Bai Yunhuan would shout like this, she couldn't understand why Bai Yunhuan was like this, she just blamed herself for not finding out that Bai Yunhuan was such an incorrigible fool before.

As she expected, all the souls around her looked straight at the two of them, and her whole body was like falling into an ice cave.

She turned around and looked at Bai Yunhuan's eyes, pitiful, resentful and sad.

Bai Yunhuan knew that the woman in Tsing Yi had misunderstood him, but he knew very well which was more important than the misunderstanding between fate and the misunderstanding for a while.

I saw Bai Yunhuan rushing towards her at great speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of her, and then Bai Yunhuan lowered her body violently, and the woman in Tsing Yi found herself being hugged by Bai Yunhuan.

Ashamed and angry, shocked and afraid, hateful and regretful.

She raised her hand and slapped Bai Yunhuan's face hard.

Bai Yunhuan was slapped in the face, it hurt hotly, but his movements did not stop at all, his legs stepped heavily on the ground, he knew that if he had not miscalculated, the eaves of the wall had now fallen into the air, he gritted his teeth and used all the strength of his body on his legs, and in an instant, Bai Yunhuan rushed out of the high wall with the woman in Tsing Yi in his arms.

After Bai Yunhuan swept out, the huge eaves on the high wall smashed to the ground, and the dust was flying. All the souls in the field were stunned, and then rushed towards the collapsed wall like madness.

At the same time, she was stunned, and the woman in Tsing Yi who was hugged by Bai Yunhuan, all she could think about was the sound of the wall collapsing and the sound of her slap to Bai Yunhuan.

But before she could react, Bai Yunhuan, who was holding her, had already started running wildly again.

With the collapsed wall as the center, the surrounding souls were like wolves smelling blood, frantically surging, even if Bai Yunhuan had desperately stayed away from the center at the first time, but there were no less than a hundred of the souls pouring in from the outside, and they followed Bai Yunhuan to death.

There are no less than 100 souls in front of them, and nearly 1,000 souls in the back.

A narrow escape.

The woman in Tsing Yi, who was hugged by Bai Yunhuan, lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

Bai Yunhuan didn't care about the number of dead souls at all now, and ran wildly with gritted teeth.

The entire Valhalla was filled with the howls of the dead. Although a large part is concentrated in one point, there are hundreds of them, chasing them in the same direction.

Outside Valhalla, only half a day has passed.

In Valhalla, Bai Yunhuan seemed to have passed ten years.

Time passed, Bai Yunhuan was not the slightest closer to the Purple Bamboo Forest, there were too many souls blocking Bai Yunhuan, and it was not at all where Bai Yunhuan wanted to go. I don't know how long it has been, but in the garden, Bai Yunhuan's breathing has begun to become disordered.

The back has been scratched by the dead soul with a few blood stains. The terrible screams of the dead soul continued to sound around Bai Yunhuan, even if Bai Yunhuan's speed was already extremely fast, but there was still no sign of shaking off the undead, Bai Yunhuan knew that if it continued like this, sooner or later he would die.

And Bai Yunhuan is still holding the woman in Tsing Yi, not because he doesn't want to let it go, it's because Bai Yunhuan can't let it go. In this case, if you want to put down the woman in Tsing Yi, the speed of the two people will inevitably slow down, and the result is very simple, they will both die here.

But

But the more time passed, the more Bai Yunhuan couldn't see the slightest hope.

Once, when he was almost beaten to death by a hundred punches, he at least knew when he would die.

Outside the Valhalla, the crescent moon was hanging in the air, and the three people sitting in the Sword Cliff Book Pavilion did not say a word, they didn't know that Bai Yunhuan at this time was hanging by a thread.

It's a desperate situation within a desperate situation.

Bai Yunhuan was still running forward with the woman in Tsing Yi in her arms, and her consciousness had gradually blurred. It's just Bai Yunhuan's vague memory.

I don't know when it began,

Bai Yunhuan vaguely heard someone crying.

He glanced down and couldn't see the expression of the woman in Tsing Yi clearly, but he could see tears falling from the good-looking hands of the woman in Tsing Yi.

From the tears that spread out in the crystal, Bai Yunhuan remembered a person.

At that time, that person was also crying and talking.

......

In Valhalla, there was a roar.

A hoarse roar came from Bai Yunhuan's throat, and he began to run wildly again, this time, the speed was more than twice as fast as before, Bai Yunhuan only knew that even if he ran away with his legs today, he must get out of here alive.

So Bai Yunhuan only cared about running, running at any cost, not thinking about time, not thinking about physical strength, not thinking about the hundreds of ghosts chasing behind him.

Valhalla, there are ghosts chasing people,

Valhalla, there are voices, miserable ghosts.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Yunhuan was still running, but there were blood stains spilling from the corners of his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Yunhuan rushed through the purple bamboo forest, and blood flowed out of his nose.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Yunhuan rushed across the stone bridge, and there was blood in his left eye that had coagulated.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked up at Bai Yunhuan's face from beginning to end, it wasn't that she didn't think about breaking away from Bai Yunhuan and letting Bai Yunhuan run, but she knew that if Bai Yunhuan was so desperate, once she was interrupted, she would never be able to stand up again.

Bai Yunhuan's hand holding her never let go, and she held Bai Yunhuan's hand, getting tighter and tighter.

Finally, the mournful howl of the dead soul gradually became farther and farther away.

When Bai Yunhuan stepped out of the stone bridge for the last time, the souls of the white dead quietly watched Bai Yunhuan's back through the yellow river.

The woman in Tsing Yi gently let go of her hand, stood up from Bai Yunhuan's hands, stretched out her hand to support him a moment before Bai Yunhuan's body fell, walked in front of Bai Yunhuan, carried him, and then silently walked towards the final location.

For the first time, Bai Yunhuan didn't walk with him on the iron lock, because he was afraid of shaking himself off the cliff.

The second time, Bai Yunhuan saved himself when the eaves of the wall fell, and was slapped by himself.

The third time, Bai Yunhuan hugged her and ran dozens of miles from the hundred ghosts.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked very gentle and walked very slowly, as if she was afraid of disturbing Bai Yunhuan, who had lost consciousness.

She walked all the way through the dark passage without a trace of light, and came to a stone altar, but instead of walking to the stone altar, she walked to the side and gently put down Bai Yunhuan on her back.

She looked at Bai Yunhuan's face with his eyes closed, and seemed to be able to vaguely hear his breathing, although it was faint, but it was very steady. She reached out and took out a box from her arms, took out the last leaf from the box, gently opened Bai Yunhuan's lips with her fingers, and put the leaf into Bai Yunhuan's mouth.

Then the woman in Tsing Yi raised her sleeves and wiped the blood on Bai Yunhuan's face little by little. In the end, the woman in Tsing Yi stretched out her slender legs, sat on the ground, and quietly lifted Bai Yunhuan's head and slowly placed it on her legs.

After doing this, the woman in Tsing Yi looked up at the stone altar, and when the things she had dreamed of were close at a time, she was unprecedentedly calm.

The white-haired teenager's slight breathing sounded as she smiled and remembered something.

......