The one-eyed old witch walked to the blue spirit fire door, stretched out his hand and took out a ball of flame. Let the blue spirit fire beat in his palm, and his whole body began to be wrapped in the cyclone formed by the demonic power. His cyclone was gray-white, just like his hair color. He turned to Xia Qiu, "Say your name!"
Xia Qiu solemnly replied: "Xia Qiu."
"Now, Xia Qiu, put your palm on the blue spirit fire in my palm."
Although Xia Qiu didn't know how high the temperature of the blue spirit fire was, she still followed the old witch's instructions without hesitation and put her palm towards the flame. When she came into contact with the blue flame, she felt a pain coming from the palm of her hand. However, the pain was not caused by burning heat, but more like the feeling of being stabbed by a needle. The sharp needle tip seemed to be drilled from the palm of her hand. Into, through her blood vessels directly to her heart and brain. It seemed to be trying to connect with her nerve center, and seemed to be seeking resonance with her soul. Waves of numbness continued to come from the nerve ends, and in an instant, the entire body was penetrated by it. Then, this penetrating feeling slowly spread back to the palm along the blood vessels along with the heart, and the palm became hotter. The rising power slowly pushed her palm away from the old witch's palm.
A white brand slowly appeared in the still-beating blue spirit fire. The brand looked like it was made of milky white bones, but it had an ivory-like luster. It was carved with thick black thin seals. Two symbols, one looks like a summer cicada and the other looks like a maple leaf. Without hesitation, the old witch used his other hand to pull out the spirit tablet from the blue spirit fire, and then handed it to Xia Qiu.
Then, he turned to Ouyang Xiaolen. At this time, there were obvious beads of sweat on his forehead. It took a lot of demonic and spiritual power to draw out the spirit tablets: "Say your name!"
"Ouyang Xiaoleng."
"Put your palm on the blue spirit fire in my palm, just like Xia Qiu did just now."
The moment Ouyang Xiaoleng came into contact with the old witch, he felt that his demonic power was burning. He had never seen anyone use demonic power like this. In fact, simply speaking, the old witch's spiritual power was like fuel, and his Demonic power is like flame, and if it wants to be effective, it must be continuously burned and consumed.
He also felt that his blood and bones were penetrated by the blue spiritual fire, going straight to his heart and brain, where he finally found a resonance point. Then the blue spirit fire returned to his palm along the original path, and his spirit tablet gradually took shape in the blue spirit fire. The old witch waited for it to be completely formed as before, then pulled it out of the fire and handed it to him. There is a fox-shaped symbol engraved on the spiritual tablet.
The old witch's energy consumption had almost reached the limit, and his breathing began to become heavy, even with a slight moan. It could be seen that this kind of burning was extremely painful for him, but he only took a breath and started again. Ask Qianqi a question.
"your name."
"Qianqi!"
Qian Qi repeated the same actions as Ouyang Xiaoleng and Xia Qiu. When the old witch finally pulled out his spiritual tablet engraved with dragon-shaped symbols from the blue spirit fire, the use of the old witch's spiritual and demonic power was completely overloaded, and he could not resist it. Zhu walked back a few steps tiredly, fell down on a chair at the back, gasped for air, then pointed the remaining flame in his palm at the Blue Spirit Fire Door and pushed it, and the flame flew back into the Fire Door. Reintegrate with the original blue spirit fire in the fire gate.
The old witch panted heavily and said, "Okay, you have already obtained the spiritual tablet! Go outside to see the situation of Hyacinth. I have a bad feeling..."
His expression showed pain. Just to help several teenagers find the spiritual cards, he had used his demonic and spiritual power to the limit, and at the same time, his perception had become extremely sharp. He received the message from Hyacinth, and what he exuded was a different kind of calmness and detachment. Is that a kind of farewell? He even felt the figure of Hyacinth appear in his mind and smiled faintly at him, then gently turned his beautiful face and walked towards the forbidden forest without looking back, no matter how much he shouted in his heart. There was no way to keep him in his tracks.
His intuition told him that the vitality of hyacinth had died, but he was unwilling to accept this fact from the bottom of his heart. For the first time, he hoped that his premonition was wrong! It must be a mistake, he comforted himself, how could that guy leave so easily? !
Saying goodbye to the old witch, the three teenagers immediately rode the elevator back to the ground. When Ouyang Xiaoleng pushed open the door of Lingqian Palace, he felt that the door was heavier than before, and it took the help of Qianqi to finally lift it. After pushing it completely open, it turned out that the huge body of a guard warrior was lying in front of the door, no longer moving. The air was filled with the sticky smell of sand and blood, and scattered on the ground were some warriors who were no longer moving, but Hyacinth was nowhere to be seen.
"Hyacinth!" Xia Qiu shouted loudly.
The three of them called his name and searched all the way. After a long time, an arm holding the flute stretched out from under the body of a guard warrior, and the hand holding the flute was raised high into the air. Seeing the situation, they quickly ran over. It took a lot of effort for Ouyang Xiaoleng and Qianqi to push aside the huge thing that was pressing on Hyacinth.
Hyacinth was seriously injured, and the numerous wounds penetrated by stone meteors and claw thorns were already bloody. He could have hid after they entered Lingqian Palace, but he fought tenaciously until the last moment, so that when they got The spirit tablet will not be attacked again after it comes out of the Lingqian Palace.
His aura had become quite weak, and the demonic power was uncontrollably emitted from his body. Qianqi stretched out his hand to take back as much of the demonic power emitted by Hyacinth, and then slowly put it back into his body. After a while, he gradually regained some consciousness, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty.
"You... have you got the spiritual cards?" His voice was very weak.
"Well, look!" Xia Qiu brought the spiritual tablet to his eyes.
He tried to open his eyes wide enough to see the spirit tablet clearly, and then a smile appeared on his lips. There was infinite relief in that smile. He felt that he had never been like this in his life. He was satisfied from the bottom of his heart and no longer expected more. It turns out that he can have such happiness not because of what he has gained, but because he can risk everything to help his friends escape danger and gain something. He seems to suddenly understand what the freedom he has been pursuing is.
But his time has come, and his life has come to an end. It seems that the so-called saying that there is no life and death in the underworld is just a rumor. The only regret is that he looks too embarrassed at this moment, and he loses his usual sense of beauty. But he didn't know that he was still so beautiful. It was a kind of exquisite beauty. When the bright red blood floated on the blue ocean-like satin wrapping his body, his pale skin revealed a warm and moist luster like jade.
"Why don't you leave?! Why don't you hide?!"
Qian Qiming knew the answer, but he still couldn't help but choked up and complained to him. When he found that the speed at which he was inputting demonic power into Hyacinth was far less than the speed at which the demonic power was dissipated from his body, he felt an unstoppable tingling sensation in his heart.
Although the relationship with Hyacinth was so short, it was like having been with him for a long time. The trust that could create a demon alliance was the second time he felt it. In just a few days after leaving Dongyao, he felt that he had experienced more than There were more things happening in the past, more and more people he cared about, and his heart became heavier and more painful.
"This is my decision! When I go, please help me give this stone and flute to Pothos, okay?" Hyacinth said this slowly, then put his free hand into his pocket and took out his own The colorful crystal stone was handed to Xia Qiu's hands together with the flute.
"Don't say such things, you will get better after a while, and then you can hand it over to her in person!" Xia Qiu comforted, a series of tears flowing down endlessly, like a river embankment with an opening.
"Well, I'm sleepy, let me sleep for a while..." Hyacinth smiled reluctantly, and then slowly closed his eyes. His breathing became rapid and heavy for a time, accompanied by a few slight moans, and then slowly The slowness started to ease, getting slower and slower, getting lighter and lighter, and finally it was so light that I couldn't feel anything at all.
Until he couldn't even hear his breathing, he felt that his body was no longer as heavy as before, and the pain disappeared without a trace. The whole person returned to a relaxed and comfortable state, and even the turbid air of Huangquan became so fresh. His eyes were filled with green plants and colorful flowers, which exuded strange fragrance and light, as if guiding him to spread his wings. , fly freely.
The process was slightly painful, just like the darkness and loneliness before breaking out of the cocoon and turning into a butterfly. When he finally spread his wings, the world expanded and became wider. Fly, he said to himself, he heard the singing of Pothos, so beautiful, close to his heart, she was calling him. He jumped up and flew higher and higher, only to see his body surrounded by Xia Qiu, Ouyang Xiaoleng and Qianqi underground. Seeing others crying for him, although it was a bit weird, it made him feel happy.
"You're so silly, don't cry, I've never been so happy, really!"
He shouted to them, but they seemed unable to hear and were indifferent. He saw Ouyang Xiaoleng finally raised his head and looked in his direction. He tried his best to wave to him, and then flew away following the voice of Luluo, Fly into the glow and warmth.
When life dries up in the underworld and cannot maintain its form here, the teenagers watched Hyacinth's body gradually become transparent and slowly dissipate vaguely in the air. Xia Qiu and Qian Qi stretched out their hands to grab something, but only some golden powder was left in their palms. They seemed to be the only evidence of Hyacinth's existence.
Ouyang Xiaoleng looked into the sky and said to Qianqi and Xia Qiu: "Look up!"
Xia Qiu and Qianqi followed the direction pointed by Ouyang Xiaoleng and really saw Hyacinthia through their eyes blurred by tears. He waved the peacock blue wings growing behind him, waved and smiled at them, and then flew over Far.
After the hyacinth disappeared, they watched silently for a while. Although the heartache and reluctance were difficult to calm down, they knew clearly that they had to force themselves to leave here at this time. If they did not do so, they would be letting down the hyacinth community. affection. They still have to fulfill his entrustment and hand over his relics to Lu Luo, and the people in the Demon Realm King City are still looking forward to their return. If they cannot successfully obtain the Earth Talisman from Demon King Yanluo, it will be equivalent to pushing the entire Demon Realm into despair. There will be more labor and swallows separated, life and death.
Before going to the Kingdom of Underworld, they never thought that they would have such a sincere friendship here, but they had to say goodbye to this friend in a hurry. Even Ouyang Xiaoleng, who was best at concealing his feelings, looked so sad at this moment. . They stood up and walked in the direction of Yanluo Demon Palace silently. No one said a word along the way, and there was only the sound of each other's breathing in the air. Because the tearing pain in their chests made it difficult to breathe, they could only ignore the unpleasant smell of rust in the air in the underworld, and tried their best to suppress the heartache with breathing, so as to stop the tears from overflowing. Several The boy seemed to have grown up suddenly.