Zhong Cheng said he was still standing in the palm of Yin Ren's hand. Apart from his alienated eyeballs and the abnormal black circle above his head, his appearance had not changed at all.
Yin Ren was a little surprised.
He had never seen Zhong Chengshuo actually use his true form - he could only indirectly use the power of his true form to scare a few murderers crazy, or light up the causal lamp. At the moment, Zhong Cheng said that the remaining body in the body was very active. Just this unfused point made the fearful red light completely obey orders.
Thinking about it, Zhong Cheng said he has always been rational and self-controlled. It's a pity that the instinct of biological bones can only be forced out under crazy chaos.
Zhong Cheng said he was wearing a white sweater with his cuffs hanging loosely. His glasses were still on the bridge of his nose, and the three pure black patches on his head gave him an almost inorganic and inhuman feel.
Unfortunately, his ears were red and bright, which ruined the solemn atmosphere. Under the illumination of the causal lamp, this person's auricles almost glowed by themselves. But Zhong Cheng said that he continued to freeze stubbornly, looking straight ahead, pretending that nothing happened.
Yin Ren suppressed a chuckle.
Without the bone-deep pain, his body felt as comfortable as lying on a cloud, a rare opportunity to think. Since madness can help Zhong Chengshuo find a way, reason might also be able to point him in the direction.
Yin Ren closed his arms, eyeballs quietly sprouted from under his numerous wings, and he stared around -
"Me too." Yin Ren raised his little lover, tilted his head forward, and touched Zhong Cheng lightly.
Like a ball of ants when a flood comes, these phantoms are entangled layer by layer. The latecomers trample on the first comers, just to tear off a piece of flesh. Yin Ren's body was huge, and at this moment he was like a statue of a god submerged in dust, and the warm red color was being covered bit by bit by grayish white.
"Zhong Cheng said, use a lamp to protect yourself. You've spent a lot of energy, and you need to regain your strength now."
Yin Ren closed his eyes and carefully sketched the flow of power around him. Wind, smell, the direction of the densest red light of the causal lamp…
Zhong Cheng promised to watch everything.
Yin Ren took a deep breath, and the pain disappeared, and a vague speculation suddenly emerged in his heart -
But Yin Ren himself was as quiet as a statue, allowing the overwhelming number of people to pounce on him.
Love did not lie, these phantoms were born from his heart.
Their eyes were dripping with blood and tears, and they all had long mouths. Similar syllables were spit out from their dark mouths.
They were all faces that died in the fire that night. Their hair became messy, their bodies were covered with dark blood stains, and the white hearts on their chests were beating so fast that they almost exploded.
"...I believe you." Zhong Cheng closed his eyes and said no more.
Love rushes into Yin Ren's heart. Every impact brings remorse and pain, despair and regret. Family, friendship, love... the complicated love turned into a sea of pain, and both body and spirit entered the juicer. It seemed that Yin Ren's body would collapse in the next second due to the corrosion of love.
Zhong Cheng raised his head this time and said, "Once I stop, the contamination of love will repeat itself."
There is something wrong with the flow of power. Sure enough, love is preparing to leave this place.
Yin Ren looked at those people who rushed towards him.
"No." Yin Ren said, "Only a rough idea that needs to be verified."
Immediately, Yin Ren gently lifted his palm up. A group of clean wings broke away from the ocean of wings, caught Zhong Cheng like a mattress, and floated toward safety.
"Master Yiren, we are waiting for you, why didn't you come?"
The people from Yin Village rushed to the front. The men, women, old and young had distinct facial features. They were all faces he had peeked at from a distance.
That's really, really good.
Zhong Cheng said he was silent. Just below, countless "selves" have reached out and tore the wings apart. Wherever the phantom touches, the contamination of love spreads again.
The human phantom no longer approached the zombie version, but rushed towards Yin Ren from all directions. They stretched out their arms and scratched with their fingers, as if they wanted to tear Yin Ren alive. Shouting and wailing came and went, making people's heads buzz. Every time the phantom tears and scratches, it leaves behind a trail of white pollution.
"Master Yiren, you could have saved my father and mother..."
It has not yet been truly born and lacks strength, so it is naturally unwilling to confront the two gods head-on. Love obviously knows its way out, but for some unknown reason, its birth has been blocked and its progress is a bit slow.
He believed that Yin Ren would never joke about his feelings. Zhong Cheng said forcing himself to watch, keeping the causal lamp in his hand ready at any time. As long as Yin Ren gives any signal for help, he will immediately dispel the darkness.
People who were originally moving in their own spaces turned around and walked in the direction where they were. Thousands of sights pierced Yin Ren like sharp arrows. Their faces were contorted with an expression somewhere between gentleness and pain. Especially the Zhong Chengshuo people - the most numerous image in the illusion is Zhong Chengshuo - the speed of the influx is shocking.
"Master Yiren, you said you would protect our family..."
Zhong Cheng said that he did not touch his forehead like before. Across the red gauze, Zhong Chengshuo raised his head slightly and kissed the huge monster gently.
The pollution of love spread crazily on Yin Ren's body, and almost all of the originally dark wings turned white, covered with deformed hearts. As the protruding arms rose and fell, pollution climbed all the way up Yin Ren's cheeks.
People were close enough for him to see clearly enough. The old man in Yincun was wearing patched old clothes, and he had helped find the thread. The knife marks and wrinkles on the blood-stained dark clothes of the Yin Village children were extremely familiar... All the details were exactly the same as in his memory. When he looked up, there were no blurry or vague phantoms around him. There is no unfounded love or hate that comes out casually.
The latter followed what Yin Ren said and concentrated the red light around him, like a cluster of tiny candle flames around Ju Gu. The loss of power that Zhong Cheng said stopped there. He took a long breath and looked to the ground nervously.
In a world dominated by love, they suppress the darkness, dim the red, and turn everything into marble white.
"Are you sure?" As the crowd gathered, Zhong Cheng changed his question.
Without the red light suppression, the eyes on all the white hearts suddenly opened wide.
"Me too." Yin Ren replied again, even though the other party didn't say anything.
People vomited the pain of being "betrayed" and had countless reasonable expectations. They climbed and tore apart, covering the darkness layer by layer.
In the gap between the white hearts, Yin Ren continued to examine.
why why.
Now love is in a dilemma, and is in a desperate situation... If Yin Ren is replaced, he will definitely attack explosively, and then be born regardless of everything!
Love must be suppressed here, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
"I know." Yin Ren replied firmly as he looked at the people gathering from all directions.
The tainted aftertaste of love was still rushing through his body. He tightly held one of his arms and waited in place.
Across the gray gauze, Yin Ren lowered his head.
"Why?" In front of him, at the nearest place, several Zhong Chengsheng were accusing each other, "I don't want to see you get hurt, I am willing to die for you."
"You know this clearly, but you still risk your life..."
"The person I love will not accuse me of this kind of thing." The corrosion spread to Yin Ren's head, and Yin Ren's words were a little slow.
"Zhong Cheng said he must understand that I will not make him sad for no reason. Unless he becomes a madman who only has love in his head... "
A group of wings covered with hearts moved with difficulty, and touched the "Zhong Cheng Shuo" who was muttering in a low voice.
A faint light ignited in the darkness, and a spark flashed amidst the endless pain.
"... He will figure it out. I just need a little controllable pain like him to bring out some hidden instincts." The trembling wings pressed against the Phantom's feet.
Still the same black eyes and hair, still the same wide white sweater. But like a drop of paint falling into clear water, the phantom's skin became a little warmer, and its lips showed a faint blood color.
The phantom stopped accusing it, and slowly closed its mouth, its ears turning a little red.
"I can't represent any emotions, and I can't create a space for Yuanwu." Countless wings fluttered, and there was a little smile in Yin Ren's voice. "Love, you are right. Human beings are human beings after all, and the boundaries are like this..."
Half of Yin Ren's face was covered by his deformed heart, as if it was parasitized by barnacles.
"...Haha." But he laughed out loud as if he had told a funny joke.
哢.
A crack appeared in the heart of Yin Ren's cheek.
The countless illusions that originally enveloped Yin Ren were completely still at this moment. The people's shouts and curses stopped as if they were silenced. They still looked at Yin Ren, their faces as as if they were just waking up from a dream.
"My relatives..."
Thousands of years ago, facing the enemy's cavalry, the men in Yin Village picked up farm tools and the women sharpened their kitchen knives. They rushed forward bravely for their loved ones and protected their loved ones with their own blood.
They did not pray foolishly to the end.
They also left him an apple.
"My friend..."
Huang Jin put a face that was not his own and went into danger for the one he loved. Ge Tingting guarded the child who saved his life and protected him until everything was over. Fu Xingchuan rushed to the front line again and again, but Hu Tao put away all his madness and gave him his last smile.
"Mom and dad won't blame me, right?" The question she left for him didn't include any blame or complaint.
She let go of all her obsessions.
"my sweetheart… "
A strange-shaped rabbit climbed up the cliff, and a handsome young man riding a bicycle stopped on a rainy night, and the "fear" who came back from the dead gave him a gentle kiss. From people and evil things, to evil things and people, to gods who are on par with each other.
"I hope that no matter what happens in the future, we will be the best accomplices."
Zhong Cheng said that he would blow out the candles at the birthday party and make a wish seriously.
"... None of the people I remember in my heart are fools who can be influenced by love."
Yin Ren's thoughts spread throughout the space, carrying full murderous intent.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless colors exploded throughout the space.
With Yin Ren as the center of the circle, the surrounding black and white photo-like world suddenly appeared in color. The fruits on the offering plate at the entrance of Yin Village are bright, the fountain in Shi'an reflects a beautiful blue color, and the home Zhong Cheng said has sunlight shining down on it, making it extremely warm.
People staggered back to their own places, their expressions gradually came to life, and the twisted madness disappeared without a trace. In the colorful world, the white hearts on their chests beat slower and slower, and their vertical eyes closed weakly.
Success, Yin Ren thought.
In life, the causes and consequences of actions are complicated. The so-called "love" cannot dominate the entire human heart, and it should never dominate the entire human heart.
I cannot represent any emotions, nor can I create an elemental space. But his advantage has never changed. He will always understand people better than those big things -
"True humanity", this is the pollution of "Yin Ren".
From there, the final piece of the puzzle of capabilities falls into place. He is no longer a so-called "cub".
"Zhong Cheng said!" Yin Ren shouted.
Not far away from him, the small red spot spread instantly. In the nearly infinite space, the same dusk ushered in. The snow-white pollution on Yin Ren's body peeled off again, and all became food for the wings.
[Even if you can suppress it, you can't crack it... ]
The voice of love became much weaker, but still exasperatingly gentle.
[… Huh?]
Just as it was arguing slowly, the phantoms moved.
“What the hell is this place!” “Let us go back—” “What’s going on!” The villagers in Yin Village started to make a fuss.
"So many of me should be phantoms." Zhong Cheng said and they looked at each other, "What are the tricks of Yin Ren's enemies?"
After a brief period of confusion, they gradually made the same decision.
People picked up the weapons at hand and began to destroy everything that was irrational around them. The entire colorful space burst out with countless debris and quickly collapsed. Colorful "snowflakes" are flying in the sky and the earth, getting bigger and bigger. The red yarn rolled over, and a storm rose throughout the space.
"Look, these are the people I know."
Yin Ren said in a deep voice. He floated in the air with murderous intent, and the shrunken hearts in people's chests were pulled out by the strong wind, rolled to Yin Ren's side, and then disappeared into the dark sea of wings.
His four arms were fully extended, the dark wings surged and condensed, and the deadly scythe took shape again.
"Brother Zhong, the situation is almost over. Please help me figure out the weak points."
The blade emitted a dim red light and was much thicker than before. They spread out in all directions, exuding a strong ominous aura.
"... Let's completely destroy this damn place."
The red light flashed crazily, and together with the phantom, it shattered the world into pieces. Under the gradually collapsing colors, the pale body of love is revealed again. The dark wings were entangled with each other, and the red gauze was spinning around wildly, wrapping countless curses containing murderous intent.
"laugh!!!"
In just a blink of an eye, the pitch-black blade pierced the huge heart.
Human world, new pedestrian street in Donghe District.
Sun Qian'an's body shook and he vomited a large mouthful of blood. She raised her bloody hands with a look of disbelief on her face.
Opposite her, Huang Jin was unconscious and lying on Fu Xingchuan's bone pendant. Fu Xingchuan was covered in blood, with a deep wound on his face that showed bone, and he was about to faint from blood loss.
"But, cough, at this time..."
Her delicate eyebrows knitted together.
"But... it's not over yet..."
(End of chapter)