The pores of the body shrunk because of the sense of danger. Even though he knew it was an illusion, he almost made a move. You know how fierce this battle is.
That was the battle experience of my life.
It is also one of the few, I think there is absolutely no hope of victory, and it is still a battle to the death.
I looked in front of me, facing the fierce beast, the boy who was half-baked in blood, roaring in anger, and rushed up to him. And behind him, the little girl who was knocked down by the fierce beast and was dying. Thinking about it to this day, anger is still surging.
The little aunt, who was injured that time, almost died.
This battle experience is still replayed in my mind from time to time, so that I remember every detail clearly. But looking at it again, it's still shocking.
Especially since it was the first time, I realized that there are more powerful forces in this world than Master and Master Tai.
The uncles and masters, as well as the great master, were so embarrassed, their white clothes stained with blood. And the way the entire Daluo Mountain went up and down, not to fight for victory and eliminate the enemy, but almost to struggle for survival, was deeply imprinted in my mind.
That is such a powerful force.
Can be described as 'catastrophic'. There are very few forces in the world to contend with, and it must be accompanied by huge sacrifices.
Revisiting this scene once again strengthened my determination to find out why Luo Ming was looking for the truth of the trajectory of the six murderers.
This terrifying power must never appear on the earth again.
The inheritance of Daluo Mountain must not be cut off by oneself.
Thinking of this, I held Qing Guan Shi's hand and began to exercise slightly, trying to break the stone and break through the barrier.
"… "
Until, I heard a voice, a name.
I heard a voice calling, no one should ever call me that again, that name.
There was a bitter torrent on the heart, and the intensity and bitterness were too overbearing, as if the old scars were opened at once, and it was in contact with the fresh air-with a scalp that was almost tingling. Refreshing and painful.
I don't know when my throat became so dry.
"No... impossible..."
The nasal cavity was suddenly filled with the familiar fragrance of flowers, but it was sour. His heart tightened violently, almost thinking he would suffocate.
I turned around and saw her.
I never thought that years later, her shadow in my heart would still be unbelievably vivid.
"… It's you."
She smiled slightly, alluring the country.
"it's me."
The surrounding scenery has changed for a while.
The red leaves all over the mountains and plains, and the autumn wind is rustling, blowing the red maple all over the mountains.
At the moment when the red maple fell, it seemed that I had returned to the year when I was fourteen.
That year, by the Red Maple Lake, bathed in the quiet and soft light of the Maple Leaf Lake, I stood opposite her, and time seemed to stand still.
I'm still that young man who frowns and smiles for her and is nervous and flustered. She is still the beautiful big sister who plays the piano with me and reads with a good laugh.
Everything seems to have not changed.
Chapter 65
I don't know how much time has passed.
Maybe an hour, two hours, or even longer.
I rarely feel that way. He has completely lost his will, and his body and spirit are in a state of floating and free, and he has lost his connection and feeling to all the information in the outside world.
In his eyes, he just looked at her.
I never thought—perhaps I didn't dare to think about it, that her impression in my mind was still so perfect, as pure and flawless as snow.
I stared at her blankly.
Mixed feelings surged in my heart.
Suddenly I remembered the nine words on the Qingguan stone - the depth of love, the pain of other, inseparable.
A thousand words came to mind.
But I didn't say anything and just sat on the boat like that. Watching her gently swirl the water, she smiled at me. My expression was stiff and motionless, and I couldn't even make out my feelings at the moment.
I have a lot to ask her and a lot to tell her.
Yet I know better than anyone that this is just an illusion.
She couldn't hear me, she couldn't see me, and she couldn't respond to my words. She is nothing but a phantom living in my heart. But even so, the moment I saw her, I couldn't move, as if caught in a nightmare.
In my hand I held a stone that could leave the illusion, but I never thought to use it. Only at this time did I understand why the relationship could not be separated.
Not impossible, but unwilling.
In the face of a person who can't see a second time, probably everyone will do so.
Suddenly, a voice came from outside, and I couldn't hear what it was, but it seemed like it sounded directly from my head, and it would exist no matter what.
But as the sound came, the image also began to appear chaotic. The lake water began to vibrate violently, and even the figures became blurred.
"Not really, wake up soon, or I'll start."
This sentence clearly entered his head, and when he realized this, the phantom instantly disappeared.
The scene by the Red Maple Lake was completely gone, and what appeared in front of him was the pretty face of Boss Shen. She was shaking my shoulders desperately. Seeing my reaction, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You finally woke up."
"Boss? You, you have come out?" I looked around, "How did you wake me up?"
Boss Shen seems to have had a lingering fear in his heart just now that the magic of the formation has arrived.
"I just came from the formation. This formation has no destructive power, but it can confuse people and make people unable to extricate themselves. After I come out, I will try to wake you up. I originally wanted to throw you over your shoulder six times. It should be able to wake you up, but I didn't expect you to wake up just after confirming your posture."
Don't fall six times at a sleeping person! Are you a ghost!
But it turned out that Boss Shen just shook me a few times to free me from the illusion.