The "Little Shadowmen" let out weird laughter at the same time, first it was a noisy and sharp childish voice, and then it sounded like a tape stuck, "buzzing" and low.
Xuan Ji didn't have time to think about what was going on, so he caught Sheng Lingyuan and swept out a line of fire with his hands.
The "Little Shadowmen" were forced back by the flames and gathered quickly.
They are like plasticine, they gather together and then fuse into one, devouring the black mist that all living beings avoid - that is originally the aura of heavenly demons, and no grass grows wherever they pass, even King Weiyu and Aluojin You have to stay away—these mobile shadow people are not only not afraid, but also eat well, eat and drink enough, and condense into an adult body.
The whole body of this "person" is pearly white, shining with pearls, a little dizzy after looking at it for a long time, although it is probably in the shape of a human being, but the outline of the body keeps undergoing subtle changes, from male to female, with a pointed chin and a round face , It seems that there are countless faces, and in a hurry, I can't make up my mind which side to use to meet people.
The moment Xuan Ji saw this "person", he remembered the demon king with thousands of heads and faces. His wings several meters wide spread out, wrapping them to protect His Majesty in the middle: "What are you?"
The pearl-colored "person" stood still, with only a rough outline of a blank face, turned to Xuan Ji, tilted his head and "looked" at him for a moment, and said in a very old accent: "It's weird, I've never seen you, but It's like deja vu again."
"I'm sorry, handsome guys are all alike, unlike you guys who are ugly, everyone can scare people with their own creativity." Xuan Ji sneered, he felt a little restless in his heart, through the wings, he felt Sheng Lingyuan's heartbeat was extremely slow, and the palm of his hand I don't know when it was covered with icy cold sweat, and the whole body was shaking, and I don't know where it hurt.
Xuan Ji rubbed her fingers together, opened a small opening with her index finger, and went to hold Sheng Lingyuan's hand.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Lingyuan, who was still full of sweet words just now, raised his elbow in a big reaction, separated the blood on his hand with his sleeve, quickly stepped back half a step, and broke free from him.
Judging from the aura, the "person" who looks like jewels in front of him should be a shadow person. But Rao Sheng Lingyuan couldn't think of what kind of shadow person can live for thousands of years, and is in a state... I don't know if it is "formed" or "not transformed".
The transformed Shadow Clan must have noses and eyes, or resemble humans, or resemble other races, not in such a vague form, and those without transformation must lack soul and wisdom, and it is absolutely impossible to break free from his soul search.
What's even more bizarre is that Sheng Lingyuan vaguely felt the devilish energy from the shadow man.
The familiar demonic energy resonated with him, and the blood of the Suzaku in his heart seemed to be irritated, and it suddenly changed from a dull pain to a stinging pain.
But for things like the Shadow Clan, even the joys, anger, sorrows and joys belong to others, so how could they become demons
"I've been obsessed with it for three thousand years, but Your Majesty doesn't remember me." The shadow man sighed softly.
Xuan Ji's hairs blew up when he heard this - when the filmman said this, his voice was exactly the same as Sheng Lingyuan's, and he even learned the casual tone that was somewhere between seriousness and indecency just now!
Then, as if performing a ventriloquist, he changed into a juvenile crisp voice.
"Speaking of this, I remembered," he turned to Xuan Ji, and said, "I recognize your aura. When I first met His Majesty, I felt your aura in Your Majesty's heart."
Xuan Ji was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Sheng Lingyuan.
A rare surprise appeared on Sheng Lingyuan's face, and he asked, "Are you... the shadow slave that King Weiyu offered back then?"
"That's right, I'm the shadow slave that His Majesty doesn't want." The Shadow Man said, "I was sojourning in Pearl Oyster ignorantly, and when I suddenly saw Your Majesty, I was astonished and felt that there was a fiery shadow in His Majesty's heart, so I couldn't wait to see you." I wanted to please you, and turned into that, but someone interrupted the transformation in the middle—for so many years, I have been unable to calm down, did Ying do something wrong?"
Xuan Ji started to stare at Sheng Lingyuan.
"I...cough," Sheng Lingyuan froze in a rare way, "Didn't I let someone set you free back then?"
"Yes, thank you Your Majesty, I am really free." The shadow man quickly approached Sheng Lingyuan and stretched out a pearly white hand. Before he could touch him, he was swept away by Xuan Ji's wings.
"Speak as you say, stay away from him," Xuan Ji's face sank, "Don't move if you're indecent, don't you understand? Rebuke him for being indecent."
The shadow man was swept away by him like catkins, fluttering off the ground, and landed a few steps away, humming and laughing, there was still a black mist of heavenly demon around him, he was continuously attracted by this strange shadow man Walk.
"Your Majesty bears the blood of Suzaku, and has the body of a demon. I am neither a god nor a demon, nor a human nor a demon. If I can successfully transform into your kindred, I don't know what it will be like. Oh, unfortunately... I have contaminated Your Majesty a little bit." Heavenly Devil Qi, since then, I have been born with spiritual roots and developed wisdom, but I have not been lucky enough to be your shadow slave. But I have gained other benefits. I no longer have to follow instincts to satisfy ordinary delusions for a living. I am the Shadow Clan since the beginning of the world. , the only free body, all thanks to His Majesty."
Xuan Ji frowned. Although he was congenitally ill, but luckily he lived a long life. The stupid bird first flew for three thousand years, and he could barely be regarded as a genius. But this shadowman said "because Sheng Lingyuan got freedom and got rid of the sad slave nature of the Shadow Clan", as if the people in the occupied area saw the PLA, but his tone was neither yin nor yang, and even strangely malicious.
At this time, the field staff guarding outside also reacted. The ancestral hall in the small town is not deep in the mountains and old forests, but very close to the populated areas. The abnormal energy suddenly rioted, but the field staff were all nervous, and the outermost circle immediately set up a protective net. Feng Shenyi rushed in first.
"Wow—" Wang Ze saw this filmmaker at a glance and thought he had stumbled into the shooting scene of a sci-fi film, "What kind of look is this? The dog's eyes are blinding, who is this?"
Xuan Ji and Sheng Lingyuan spoke almost at the same time.
Xuan Ji: "Uh... old acquaintance?"
Sheng Lingyuan said firmly: "The creditor."
Xuan Ji: "Huh?"
As soon as the words fell, Sheng Lingyuan suddenly made an attack. The black mist protruded from his palm and turned into a sword. It stretched for more than two meters, and an afterimage slashed at the shadow man.
The shadowman who seemed to be about to write a thank you letter to Sheng Lingyuan just let out a long roar, and a person called out the effect of harmony. His shiny silver body was smashed into slag by a sword, and countless pieces were split open. There are countless clones, men, women, young and old... even non-human beings!
Whether they are happy or angry, they are all good-looking. At first glance, they are an all-star model team, dazzlingly beautiful.
The "beauties" were dressed in clothes from different eras, everyone greedily inhaled the black mist, and Sheng Lingyuan's "sword" disintegrated in an instant. They turned away with light footsteps, walking around like green smoke, like the mysterious flying immortals in ancient legends, with a "hula", they scattered into the middle of the rushing field workers.
Gu Yuexi opened her perspective eyes, but was horrified to find that these beautiful "people" had no flesh and blood under their skin, and no internal organs in their stomachs, just like some kind of jellyfish with human faces.
Wang Ze drained the moisture from the moist air around him, and formed a protective film around himself: "I have been away from work for so many years, has this finally encountered the legendary seduction plot? Comrades, strengthen your beliefs, Zhang Zhao, I'm going to say hello to you!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a jellyfish-like "beauty" approaching Zhang Zhao of Fengshenyi, smiling brightly.
It's a girly image, not necessarily more iconic than the stars on TV, but sometimes it doesn't have to be beautiful to touch people's hearts. The moment Zhang Zhao saw her, his expression was in a daze. He felt as if he had seen this person somewhere, and he couldn't remember who she was for a moment, but his heart jumped quickly, and he had the urge to cry. That throbbing for no reason was like seeing Sheng Lingyuan coming out of the coffin when Xuan Ji hadn't recovered her memory.
When he realized it, his colleagues roared in his ears: "Zhang Zhao, what are you doing?"
Zhang Zhao was stunned: "I... what did I do
He pressed pause for a second.
However, it wasn't the enemy that was pinned down for a second, but his own people. The powerful law of time and space was disturbed, and even Sheng Lingyuan was pinned down by him.
The next moment, time accelerated, and Sheng Lingyuan was no longer in the same place at the moment when he regained his ability to move. He just had time to reach out and hold his neck to prevent the blood from spurting out - there was a palm-length wound there!
"Ling Yuan!" Xuan Ji's family emblem burst out instantly, redder than blood, and several shadow clans around him felt the crisis, and before they had time to run, they had spontaneously ignited.
Blood gushed out from Sheng Lingyuan's fingers like a fountain. The wound should have touched his throat. His voice was hoarse: "Don't come here."
The shadow man who hurt him greedily sucked a big mouthful from his artery. Before he could swallow it, Sheng Lingyuan grabbed his throat with one hand. It transformed into a pair of gorgeous fiery red wings.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't even blink, the shadow man's neck was twisted and deformed in his hands, limp and crooked to one side.
The mortal wound on his neck healed quickly, only the milky white jacket looked like it had been splashed with paint, and it was a lot red.
"Don't come here, dear..." Sheng Lingyuan dipped in his own blood, and emptied a spell in one go, and the shadow figure seemed to be drained of life, and he threw it aside like a torn bag, "Don't empathize, cough, small injury ,nothing."
"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" Xuan Ji popped out a handful of coins with a heavy face, and swept away her own people and the Shadow Clan, but those coins seemed to know people, and when they hit people, they were like small stones, and would come back again. When it is ejected by the human body, when it encounters those jellyfish-like shadow figures, it will burst into a blazing fire immediately.
He started a real fire, and for a while, sparks flew everywhere, like a steel factory.
Suzaku fired to ward off evil spirits, and in a blink of an eye, those terribly evil shadow figures were burned to ashes one by one, leaving only the last figure, which was tied up by Xuan Ji with chains, and he dragged the shadow figure on the ground like a kite. In a flash, he was in front of Sheng Lingyuan.
Sheng Lingyuan's reaction was extremely fast, just like he was peeking at something bad and was suddenly checked out, switching pages at the speed of light. Before Xuan Ji caught him, black mist wrapped him all over his body, rolling up the blood in every fiber seam , Sweeping around, his body was clean, except for his face, which was turned white due to blood loss, there was no trace left.
"Okay, it's gone." Sheng Lingyuan touched his face with a smile, and then lowered his voice, "I told you not to touch me casually, or do you want to empathize with me and see how I feel so abrupt and beautiful in my heart? Sigh, In broad daylight, let’s talk about it when we get home, huh? It’s not proper.”
Xuan Ji: "You..."
This old bastard definitely has something to hide from him!
Sheng Lingyuan pushed him away and waved his hand at Wang Ze who was yelling: "It doesn't matter, I won't die."
Zhang Zhao was about to cry: "I didn't know what happened just now...I..."
"It doesn't matter. Shadow Slave was born to turn all living beings upside down. He knows how to arouse the desire in your heart." Sheng Lingyuan's eyes fell on the shadow man who was tied up by Xuan Ji. Almost all his clones were burnt to pieces by Suzaku. At this time, he was dragged on the ground by Xuan Ji in embarrassment, and his face became blurred again, "Ordinary people always feel that they are slaves who support shadows, but they don't know that they are like a parasitic tree, don't they?"
The shadow man asked: "I can turn all living beings upside down, but what about Your Majesty? Isn't His Majesty a living being?"
Sheng Lingyuan smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I've turned upside down a few times, and I can't get over it."
Wang Ze was taken aback, thinking: "Wait, 'Your Majesty'? Why do you call him 'Your Majesty'?"
Xuan Ji would occasionally say "Your Majesty", but Wang Ze didn't take it to heart, because he always thought it was a pet name in private, just like Yan Qiushan used to call Zhichun "Young Master".
He looks exactly like the gloomy sacrificial demon head in Chiyuan County, claims to be surnamed Sheng, and has unpredictable special abilities... What is the terrifying origin of this so-called "sword spirit"? Is Director Xuan reliable
"I only know that shadow people don't have ego, but I don't know that you will be ungrateful." Xuan Ji is already on the verge of blowing up, and he has long forgotten the nonsense he said to fool his colleagues before, dragging shadow people forward Jimmy said, "You are innocent, he didn't do anything to you at that time, and even accidentally liberated you, allowing you to have free will, so you don't need to be attached to others in a daze, is this how you repay him?"
"Freedom is torture," Sheng Lingyuan pressed Xuan Ji's hand, and said lightly, "I thought that I had an accident when I was young, and I was a half-spirit body that was exchanged for the lives of monks from all races, so I can communicate with the aura of heaven and earth. I know... If I had known about such a change, I would have given you a good time."
Clear hatred floated on the blurred facial features of the Shadowman.
Xuan Ji: "No..."
Don't kill him, set him free, and release resentment
"Jie... Fang... What do you know? Don't you know that one liberates and one liberates, but it's actually two words?" The shadow man murmured, "'Liberation' means to loosen the bondage from hardship and bondage, and to save suffering. Fang means exile. To the Boundless World, how is it different from Ling Chi?"
Xuan Ji: "Are you sick?"
Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him, and sighed secretly, the birds are born with wings, and they are meant to soar in all directions. He is curious and interested in all the unknowns, but he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Demon Sword since he was born. He finally broke out of the sword and took on the important task of the Suzaku clan to guard Chiyuan. He has never tasted the joy of freedom for so many years. , so probably do not know the pain of freedom.
People often need a certain amount of restraint from the outside. Sometimes restraint is a trajectory or a guide. Too much freedom means that he has to carve out a way in the "wilderness" without a clue. Seeing too much pure white snow will Snow blindness, the pure white road ahead will blind people's minds, and one must have a very tenacious mind and endure great self-depletion in order not to be crushed to death by "freedom". Ordinary people are like this, let alone people like the Shadow Clan who are naturally servile
"I walk around the world in an unformed state, looking for a master and a place to stand," said the shadow man. I want to find a trustee, stop for a short time, but once the master dies, I will disappear and return to the state of a larva without transformation. I don’t know who I am... I don’t know if I am male or female, beautiful or ugly , who should be with, who should be against..."
"If it happened in a time of war, oh, it would be even more absurd. As soon as the previous master died, I was picked up by the enemy again. The day before, I was called a brother and brother with one side of the people, and I swore to follow each other to the death. The next day, I will follow the other side to meet my old friend with swords and swords." See, like a vendetta."
"Your Majesty sealed Chiyuan, and since then the aura in the world has thinned out, and the Shadow Clan has disappeared. I am getting weaker and weaker, and I am becoming more and more confused... As I live, I even forget that I am a Shadowman. After the master dies, it takes only a few days to be clear, and when it is clear, you have to be tortured to death by the mixed memories, and you have to find the next master non-stop."
"It's like... what mortals call 'junkie'." The shadow man raised his head and looked slowly at Sheng Lingyuan. On the ground, the ashes of his avatar turned into light smoke without wind and flew towards the shadow man. His body It swelled up, making Xuan Ji's chains rattle.
"Your Majesty, shadow people become demons. Have you ever heard of something more outrageous than this? Look at me, whether I am a human being or a ghost. It is all thanks to you."