Just after finishing this movement, Wen Chen's back straightened suddenly, as if every muscle on the skeleton was trembling violently.
He gritted his teeth tightly, his pale complexion became more and more bleak, his fingers trembled and curled up, and he squeezed out a word between his teeth:
"… quick."
Mo Yi subconsciously took a step in his direction, but was awakened by Wen Chen's hoarse and difficult voice the next second.
He took a deep look at Wen Chen, knowing that he couldn't waste a single second of his time, so he turned around and ran towards the road that parted in the darkness.
In the thick and deep darkness in front of him, there was a gap for one person to pass through, just like Moses divided the sea from one side to the other. The edge was steep and sharp, and a sense of silent horror came with approaching oppression.
Mo Yi ran inward with his fastest speed, and besides the violent beating of his heart and the rush of blood, there was a dead silence like a grave beside his ears.
He emptied his mind, forced himself not to think about anything, just kept running forward along the road under his feet.
Wen Chen stood where he was, with a pair of light-colored pupils staring closely at Mo Yi's back slowly being swallowed by the darkness, and only after he was sure that he couldn't see him did he begin to tremble uncontrollably from head to toe.
His pale lips were tightly pressed, but even so, large streams of blood could not be restrained from overflowing from his lips.
Wen Chen raised his trembling palm to wipe away the blood, but his eyes were still staring at the crack in the darkness ahead—
It was as if there was the only thing he cared about in this world.
There is a fluid flowing slowly in the two separate high darkness, lurking countless dangers and variables, it seems to be bullying towards the only fragile gap in the middle, trying to get rid of this thin thread stuck in his body Totally destroyed.
But that road still stands tenaciously under the pressure, and it cannot be eroded no matter what.
Mo Yi ran forward with vigorous strides. The road under his feet was hard, and there was a strange sense of solidity when stepping on it.
The road has been extending into the depths of the darkness, but it seems that there is no end in sight. Mo Yi gritted his teeth and tried to speed up his pace.
The walls around him leaned slightly inward, making a fragile rumble—
Mo Yi's heart tightened for an instant, and he forced himself not to think about Wen Chen's trembling pale fingers hanging by his side just now, and just ran forward with all his strength.
At this moment, there was a change in the stereotyped scene ahead...
At the end of this narrow road, there was a person half-floating in the darkness—his limbs seemed to be sucked by something sticky, and he was deeply sunk in the darkness, leaving only half of his body exposed in the darkness outside.
The head drooped limply, and the pale lids drooped tightly over the eyes, giving them the appearance of death.
Mo Yi's eyes lit up - Jiang Yuanbai!
He mobilized all the strength in his body and ran forward with all his strength.
When he came to Jiang Yuanbai, there was another hoarse cry from the dark wall around him. Mo Yi's heart twitched suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to tentatively grab Jiang Yuanbai's shoulder, pulling him out from the darkness. pull.
But the darkness on both sides sucked his limbs deeply like a swamp, and when Mo Yi pulled him outward, he even pulled him inward with greater force, and Jiang Yuanbai's pale, lifeless face followed. Leaning to one side, it seems to sink a little deeper inward.
Mo Yi stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Yuanbai's cold and pale cheek, calling his name loudly.
Jiang Yuanbai was still hanging lifelessly in the air, without any reaction.
He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to touch the black matter tightly wrapped around Jiang Yuanbai—
It feels cold and slippery in the hand, like some disgusting jelly flowing slowly, exuding a sinister and ominous atmosphere.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth and stretched out his palm into the deep and dense darkness, fumbled to hold Jiang Yuanbai's forearm, and then pulled it out forcefully, shouting Jiang Yuanbai's name loudly while pulling, but still With little success.
Beads of sweat oozed from Mo Yi's forehead, and the cold sweat almost soaked the clothes behind him, and the previously injured fingers felt severe pain as if soaked in ice water.
And at this moment, the sleeves on his arms were wrinkled and rolled up as he struggled, revealing the silver-white ribbons wrapped around his wrists.
And when the darkness that condensed into a solid around it touched the ribbon—it seemed to be diluted, and instantly disappeared into a cloud of smoke that scattered in all directions.
Mo Yi felt that the reaction force of pulling his arm lightened instantly, and couldn't help but look at his subordinates in astonishment.
He tried to move his wrist.
Sure enough, the thick and viscous jelly-like darkness instantly turned into smoke as the ribbon went, struggling to disappear.
Mo Yi's spirit lifted.
At this moment, the dark wall around him let out another whine that was almost broken, and the steep angle of the wall instantly tilted again, and then slowly moved a little closer to the middle.
Cold sweat slid down the hot temples, and Mo Yi could hear his heart pounding.
He knew that this meant that Wen Chen couldn't last long.
Mo Yi's movements were quick, and the darkness wrapped around Jiang Yuanbai's limbs disappeared with his movements.
When the last darkness binding Jiang Yuanbai's arm disappeared, his unconscious heavy body seemed to lose all support in an instant, and fell down suddenly.
At the same time, the whole world seemed to start trembling and roaring!
As if the game itself realized that what was in its pocket had been snatched away, the darkness on both sides instantly rolled up like a boiling sea, angrily and violently hitting the fragile walls that bound them.
The wall let out a dying groan as if it was about to be shattered inch by inch, struggling to stand upright under the impact.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth and dragged Jiang Yuanbai's heavy body forward.
Wisps of darkness escaped from the cracks in the walls on both sides, and the scene in front of me was as terrifying as the doomsday.
After Jiang Yuanbai was rescued, the way back seemed to be shortened by more than half, and there was a faint light ahead of the straight road.
Export.
Mo Yi pulled Jiang Yuanbai forward with all his strength, his arms and thighs felt sore and tingling, and his willpower seemed to be his only strength to keep going.
After being battered and riddled with holes, the walls around the body tenaciously made up for their original appearance again, like leaves fluttering in a violent storm, but they still stood tenaciously under the impact, resisting all the pouring down for the center of the road. pressure.
Fragile but indestructible.
The exit passage was close in front of him, and there was a magnified light in front of his eyes. Mo Yi threw Jiang Yuanbai to the front with all his strength, and then rushed forward staggeringly with the remaining strength.
The moment he left, the power that prevented the surging darkness on both sides from pouring down instantly disappeared, and the narrow road behind him was instantly swallowed up.
Mo Yi's eyes were dark, and all the scenery seemed to be blurred into one piece, and he couldn't see anything clearly. His arms were half on the ground, barely supporting his heavy body, and his ears were filled with humming like white noise.
He was panting violently, sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground in front of him.
It took a while for Mo Yi to regain his senses. He struggled to straighten up. Before he could take a look at Jiang Yuanbai who had just been thrown aside by him, he searched for another one with a trace of anxiety that he didn't even realize. human figure.
Finally, he saw a figure crouching low on the ground at the place he had just left, with a vague outline tightly attached to the ground, as if it was about to be swallowed by the raging darkness behind him.
Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat.
He braced his body and walked quickly.
I saw Wen Chen lying on the ground trembling, his tall body curled up, as if he was experiencing some great pain, bright blood seeped into the ground from under his body.
As if noticing Mo Yi's arrival, Wen Chen turned his face sideways with difficulty, hiding his face deeper into the drooping black hair, so as not to let Mo Yi see his face:
"I'm fine."
There seemed to be something suppressed in the deep voice.
Mo Yi stood beside him with a confused expression, looking down at him, his dark eyes seemed to be devoid of any emotion, and seemed to be rolling with some black undercurrent.
He stared at Wen Chen quietly for a long time, then slowly and softly sighed.
That sigh was so soft that it would be swallowed by the wind in the next second, and disappeared without a trace in the instant of blurting out.
Mo Yi squatted down slowly, and carefully reached out to help Wen Chen up.
He lifted Wen Chen's head up with difficulty, and half wrapped his arms around the other's body, forming a half hug.
The opponent's tall figure trembled uncontrollably within his arms, black hair scattered from both cheeks, revealing a pale and frightening complexion, his head was resting on Mo Yi's palm, his light-colored eyes He stared at Mo Yi's half-sagging face paranoidly and ferociously.
The lower half of Wen Chen's face was almost covered in dark red blood, which looked a little shocking on the pale face.
Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast deep shadows on his pale cheeks, and his voice was so soft that it would be blown away in the next second:
"… How are you?"
Wen Chen raised his slightly trembling hand vigorously, and grabbed Mo Yi's collar with all his strength, leaving a few crumpled blood marks on the light-colored fabric in an instant:
"not good."
His voice was hoarse like a broken windmill, and the two depressed words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Mo Yi lowered his head following his strength, and the deep black eyes under the eyelashes stared at Wen Chen, looking at him quietly.
At this moment, Wen Chen seemed to have torn apart the usual calm and indifferent appearance, his eyes stared fiercely at Mo Yi, like a beast that would choose someone to devour, the trembling light gray eyes looked dangerous and compelling in the reddened eye sockets.
But his voice was broken and weak:
"… hug me."
Mo Yi's movements paused slightly, his deep black eyes were gloomy, like the surface of a dark lake, reflecting Wen Chen's shrinking face.
In the next second, he slowly lowered his body halfway, and then stretched out his arms to embrace Wen Chen.
Wen Chen straightened up abruptly, his strong arms trembling and hugged back forcefully, his cold palms firmly grasped Mo Yi's shoulders, and fiercely knocked his chin against Mo Yi's neck.
His eyes were a little red, and his pale fingers were trembling.
— as if finding a long-lost treasure.