This time, Lin Yuan truly felt the enemy's power.
She used to be a little conceited, thinking that her spirit was very powerful and invincible. She had hardly ever encountered any creature with more powerful spirit power than herself.
But here, the enemy's mental power is so terrifying.
I knew in my heart that it couldn't be Ni Ji, it couldn't be the sentry I was familiar with.
But the reality was so compelling that she couldn't help but take two steps forward.
A dim light was swaying overhead, and a damp chill was blowing outside. A person was lying on the wooden couch with his hands tightly bound.
The pair of hands in black gloves felt so familiar to her. Even the lines of the fingers and the way the muscles were tensed were almost exactly the same as she remembered.
The pale wrists were tied to the railing, and the slender black fingers were clenched into fists, tightening the ropes around the wrists, and suddenly struggled hard.
Lin Yuan subconsciously took a step forward.
She saw the face that belonged to Ni Ji.
The only light on the roof shone on Ni Ji's uncovered face. Ni Ji saw her, closed his eyes in humiliation, and turned his head away.
Lin Yuan vaguely felt that in the darkness, there was a pair of huge eyes peeping into the deepest part of his heart and grabbing his heart.
She reached out her hand, turned Ni Ji's face, and found that her powerful friend was crying.
Lin Yuan suddenly thought, if he had not met Ni Ji who was being tried at the execution ground, would he have been sent here
Although she had clearly touched Ni Ji's spiritual sea later and knew that he had his own plan to escape.
But at this time, it seemed that something had clouded her consciousness, causing her to forget those fragmented memories.
Her eyes only saw Ni Ji crying in her hands.
The sentry bit her lip, and tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes and landed on the back of her hand. The tears burned her skin, real and hot.
She seemed to feel that person's humiliation, pain, shame and vulnerability.
"Don't cry, I'll take you away." Lin Yuan murmured.
She saw Ni Ji open his mouth slightly and said two words to her.
Those two words, Ni Ji once said to her, at the open bathroom door.
The same words, the same person, but with completely different meanings.
Those lips were very thin, stained with tears, and trembling slightly, looking pitiful and helpless.
He was obviously very tall and a very powerful warrior, but he somehow carried a strange allure.
Lin Yuan even felt that his body was bewitched by this sentinel.
But my heart became clear at that moment.
The black and white bracelet on Lin Yuan's wrist fluttered, and a cold short blade appeared in the palm of his hand.
She held Ni Ji's hands, stared into his eyes, and slowly stabbed the knife he gave her into his forehead.
The sentry who pressed his hand disappeared.
All that was left was an empty room, a messy bed and a flickering lamp overhead.
Those strange noises rang out again, as if they had captured Lin Yuan and rang in Lin Yuan's mind.
"Oh, I actually failed. Now there is such a powerful little guy."
"It's a surprise. I'm so happy."
"I want her. I really want her right away."
"Something is not done well, so you can react."
"Obviously, I confused you for a short while at the beginning."
[Nothing is done well]
[The little fish is not like this]
The tentacles were very unhappy and rushed to answer for Lin Yuan.
[The little fish is so sweet]
[You fake one]
[I can’t hide that fake sweetness from myself. Although I kind of like it.]
[Shut up]
[Shut up, you shameless guy]
This is in front of the enemy.
The voice of the outsider in his mind disappeared. Perhaps even the ancient and powerful creatures had never seen a spiritual being like Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan opened the door of the house.
Outside the door was not a corridor, but another room, the room that Lin Yuan had been to before, where the servants lived.
There was a small window in the room, and a dead body was sitting quietly beside the window.
Lin Yuan walked into the house and came to the front of the corpse.
The familiar girl sat with her head bowed, her face pale, her eyes dull and lifeless.
Lin Yuan had seen the process of her death. On that dark night when Xunhua collapsed from exhaustion, she used a knife to kill the villain who broke into her room.
He used all his courage to protect the bright moon in his heart, sacrificing his young life.
Lin Yuan squatted in front of the corpse, looked at her drooping eyelashes, reached out to touch her cold face, and called out softly.
"Windsor."
"Miss Yuanyuan." Windsor's corpse looked at Lin Yuan, his voice cold and hoarse, his eyes dark and empty.
Lin Yuan waved her hand away and quickly stepped back.
Countless golden threads emerged in Windsor's unfocused pupils, as if something was parasitic in this soulless body.
"Life is too humble, and the pain will never end."
Windsor spoke coldly, then slowly stood up, with his long hair loose, and raised a small knife in one hand, stabbing towards Lin Yuan's head and face.
Lin Yuan grabbed her knife-holding hand tightly with both hands. Windsor's brows were cold and his strength was frightening.
The two men rolled to the ground together.
The small fruit knife was stained with someone's blood and was almost in front of Lin Yuan's eyes.
"Do you know how I died? Those people beat me for a long time. Do you know how they treated Xiaoxun later?"
Windsor held Lin Yuan down, his cold fingers holding the knife, his hollow eyes fixed on Lin Yuan, the bloody tip of the knife moving forward little by little.
"This is a world without light. Living here is too painful. You are a pitiful person too. Let me help you and put an end to your suffering."
There were many strange noises coming from all directions.
The sounds were chaotic, meaningless, and repeated over and over, disrupting Lin Yuan's consciousness of resistance.
Life is so painful, it’s better to choose sleep.
This is a dark world without a ray of light.
Even if we are friends, there will come a day when we will hurt each other.
The only destination for human beings is death. It is pitiful and humble.
Give up your struggle and come into our arms.
The pain will only be a brief moment, and will eventually lead to eternal happiness.
"Although it's very hard, I still want to live." Lin Yuan lay on the ground, trying to resist Windsor's blade with both hands. He ignored the words whispered in his ears and only looked at his dead friend.
"You once longed to live, and tried hard to keep Xiaoxun alive. You once believed that there was still light in this world, and you still firmly believe in it today. Don't you remember?"
Windsor, with a gloomy face, was stunned. She stared at Lin Yuan, and the golden threads in her pupils began to become chaotic and struggle.
Lin Yuan looked at her and gently touched her forehead with his finger.
The tentacles surged out of the ground, rising up layer by layer, cutting off everything from the outside world and protecting the two girls in the center of the layers.
Finally, those stubborn golden threads deep in Windsor's eyes reluctantly receded like the tide.
"Miss Yuanyuan?" Windsor murmured softly, as if waking up from a long dream.
The voice was very gentle, just the same as the one Lin Yuan had heard before.
The bloody knife in Windsor's hand disappeared. She stretched out her hands and gently held Lin Yuan's hands.
It was just like when the two girls were in the small room, holding each other's hands, and instantly understood each other's thoughts and what they wanted to do.
Windsor took Lin Yuan's hand and ran out. She knew where Lin Yuan was going and what she was going to do.
"Yuan Yuan, I'm glad you came back to save us."
Her hands were as cold as ice, without a trace of body temperature. She ran very fast, as if she knew all the roads here, and she ran all the way with Lin Yuan.
The surrounding scenery was bizarre. The road was sometimes twisted, sometimes dim, sometimes like thin ice floating on the water, and sometimes like a thorny forest with nowhere to go.
But Windsor held her hand and led her the way, and Lin Yuan's feet stepped firmly on solid ground.
"Yuanyuan, can you help Xiaoxun?" Windsor's voice was very gentle, with a little sadness, and he pleaded with his friends around him, "Take him away, or help him get rid of it. He can't bear it anymore."
Lin Yuan looked at the girl running beside him. The girl's body collapsed as she ran. The corpse that had gone through a long time fell and dissipated as she ran.
But she had a smile on her face. She didn't look like a dead person, but like a girl running in the moonlight.
Lin Yuan said, "Okay."
Windsor smiled brilliantly. She ran while laughing. Her legs and body disappeared. Finally, she took off the stone necklace hanging around her neck and put it on Lin Yuan's neck.
"I'm leaving first, Yuanyuan." She put her arms around Lin Yuan's shoulders, and the remaining body flew up, like specks of ashes rising from an exhausted fire.
Finally, she put her forehead against Lin Yuan's face and said, "Don't be sad for me. I hope you live happily and in the light."
Windsor disappeared, and her singing was heard in the dark world.
That was the cheerful song of mice that Lin Yuan had heard before.
Lin Yuan ran to the singing, the pendant on her chest flying up, guiding her direction like a sign.
Then she saw the abyss and the huge golden tree in the abyss.
It almost looked like a nest, like the eggs of something. Dark red blood vessels intertwined and pulsated with the sound of a huge heartbeat.
A large golden tree grew there, intertwining and merging with the dark red blood vessels, almost growing together.
The golden roots extended in all directions, and the tree knots pulsated, extending to who knows where.
The arms of Xunhua on his torso were spread out, hanging on the treetops. He was motionless, his eyebrows, eyes and limbs melted into gold, and only the lower half of his pale face remained, still maintaining the appearance of a human.
"She is coming."
"Hehe, here she comes."
"It's the guide, the new guide."
Countless voices rang out from all around. Lin Yuan heard their joy and their strong desire.
(End of this chapter)