The moment the black shadow of unknown shape rushed towards him, He Yan returned to the state of pitch blackness, which made him feel a sense of confusion that the air was cut off, and the current pitch blackness was purer and deeper than the blackness just now. Let him feel a boundless sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.
It wasn't until he opened his mouth unconsciously, and the cold breath was sucked into his stomach along the throat, that he regained a sense of being alive in the world.
Although he has regained consciousness after breaking free from the barrier of the previous ghost, but now his body is restrained by this unknown force, and his joints are like being pressed tightly by cold boulders, and he cannot move at all. The thing that moves up and down is the fingertip.
Even his mental power was trapped in a "swamp" that was thicker than before, and it was very difficult for his mental filaments to move, let alone try to break free...
This is a guy who is much more difficult to deal with than the previous ghost. If he still has strength in front of that ghost, then when facing this black shadow who doesn't know what it is, he is like a Children who have no power to restrain a chicken can only be slaughtered.
A trace of strong unwillingness burst out from the bottom of He Yan's heart.
He hasn't found his lover in this life yet. If he died here today without a sound and completely disappeared from this world, will his lover be with others in a place he can't see
Thinking of that scene, his mental power suddenly soared as if he had been greatly stimulated, and those invisible filaments instantly became aggressive and aggressive. With a momentum, his mental power filaments even Miraculously, he broke free from the prison of that black shadow, and the darkness in front of him receded like a tide!
Of course, the price of doing this is that in the next second, his mental sea felt pain like a needle prick.
This is the consequence of mental overdraft...
He Yan couldn't help but groaned in pain. Although he broke the barrier of the black shadow, it seemed that he had injured himself eight thousand times. The black shadow didn't seem to have any serious problems. The evidence is that his body is still locked up. Pressed tightly and unable to move.
Enduring the severe pain in his head, he slowly stretched the filaments of mental power, spreading all the way to the ceiling, and through these filaments, he looked down at his body from top to bottom.
I saw that the quilt that was originally covering his body had slipped to the ground at some point, and his whole body was shrouded in a cloud of black mist, only a thin, pale forearm was exposed, hanging lifelessly beside the bed, Under the same pale moonlight, the blue-purple blood vessels under the wrist can be clearly "seen".
After the explosion just now, his mental power has reached its limit, and it is very laborious just to control the filaments of mental power. If this black shadow who doesn't know what it is is attacking him, he may not even be able to stop it a little.
He Yan couldn't help feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart. If his mental power had been fully recovered by this time... no, even if it had only recovered a third, he could easily tear the black shadow in front of him into pieces!
Lying down and resigning to fate has never been He Yan's style. On the battlefield in the original world, he has encountered enemies stronger than his own army.
Although the power gap between the black shadow that was pressing down on him and his strength is beyond the level that pure skills can make up for, it is better to take advantage of this black shadow than to be a salted fish lying on the chopping board waiting for the tip of the knife to fall. Ying took the initiative to attack before he made a move, maybe he could earn a lifeline from it...
So his mental filaments looked down in the air for a few seconds, and aimed at the position of the black shadow's head—if this thing really has such a "head"—and stuck it down without hesitation!
When he came into contact with something like a spiritual barrier, a glimmer of hope ignited in He Yan's heart. It seems that this unknown kind of shadow also has the same spiritual power as human beings!
In this case, he is not completely without hope of survival!
You must know that in the world he was originally in, people's use of spiritual power has developed to a terrifying level, and according to what he saw in the data, in the current world, only a very small number of people can explore it. The "superior" Yan Xixi found was one of them.
It is useless to have huge mental power but lack of methods to use it.
Sure enough, as he expected, although the black shadow's mental power was huge, it was not well-prepared. It can be said that He Yan broke through the black shadow's mental power barrier with ease, and successfully invaded its spiritual sea!
Then... He froze abruptly.
Although Soi Ying's spiritual sea is inexplicably cold, and the sphere of spiritual power is much larger than in the previous life, every inch here has been soothed countless times with his spiritual power filaments.
Encountering the spiritual power that has been with him day and night for three whole lives, He Yan's mental power filaments consciously let go of all aggressiveness and become compliant the moment he touched the black shadow spiritual sea, and then he Yan himself still When he didn't react, he reflexively hooked up.
Spiritual filaments also protruded from Black Shadow's spiritual sea, entangled with his spiritual filaments.
Because of the comfort of his partner, in just a few seconds, the severe pain in He Yan's mind due to mental exhaustion has calmed down a lot.
He Yan was a little dazed to realize... this black shadow of a creature who still doesn't know what it is, maybe, maybe, okay... is his lover in this life
It was difficult for him to describe his mood at that moment, he just felt a lingering sense of absurdity suddenly appeared in his heart, and his mind was blank for a long time before he was shocked by the trembling caused by the fusion of spiritual power and came back to his senses.
Anyway, since he has recognized this black shadow as his lover, he should not have to worry about his personal safety for the time being.
After being entangled for so long, their mental power has long been indistinguishable from you and me, just like when his mental power came into contact with Sombra's spiritual sea just now, he habitually dropped his attack power, and Sombra wanted to hurt him in turn. very difficult.
And after the ghost that came to seek revenge disappeared, although the black shadow kept suppressing him, he did not attack him for a long time, which also confirmed this idea from the side.
But He Yan, who was thinking like this, was soon slapped in the face by reality!
Just when the mental power of the two was entangled, Sombra suddenly changed his previous tranquility, and the passive thread of mental power suddenly entangled him in reverse, completely occupying the active position. The volume has also skyrocketed, and the edges are constantly atomized and twisted, making it look particularly terrifying.
Halfway through, his shoulders and limbs were released, but he didn't have the strength to move.
He Yan had an illusion in a trance, as if he was in a black flame, being continuously roasted, from the skin to the soul.
How to describe that feeling
sticky, cold...
There was a moment of clarity in He Yan's mind, and his consciousness told him that this method was distorted and abnormal, and he should resist, but after a series of changes tonight, he was already very tired, and with the spirit of Sombra The power has been soothing his painful mental sea, reducing his vigilance to almost nothing, so he can't think of resisting...
The next morning, when He Yan opened his eyes, he felt for a moment that he was still trapped in the nightmare of last night.
But the temperature in the room was normal. The warm sunlight in early summer shone through the light-colored curtains into the narrow rental house, which was very bright and warm, as if the cold that had lasted through the night was his illusion.
That black shadow should have left...
He moved his body slightly, his bones were sore, and there were many places on his body that ached.
The quilt was covered well, but the body was still sticky, sweat, and other things stuck to the body, which was really uncomfortable.
He Yan: "..."
He endured the awkwardness and sat up from the bed, lifted his sore arm, and "..." once again when he saw the conspicuous marks on it, the expression on his face did not collapse, twisted for a moment, then lifted the quilt to scan After scanning his whole body, he took a deep breath, and his expression became even more distorted in an instant.
After a long silence, he reached out and found a somewhat worn-out smartphone on the table, turned on the screen, and the time showed half past eleven.
... He should probably be thankful that there is no class this morning.
However, the class is full in the afternoon, and the class starts at two o'clock, so there is not much time left.
He Yan reluctantly got up, and cleaned himself inside and out with a dark face. He found that although he was not feeling well, he was not injured, so it was some comfort.
The temperature in early summer was not so hot that it was unbearable. In order not to expose those unsightly marks on his body, He Yan dug out a high-necked shirt from the closet and buttoned it to the top. Band-Aids were pasted on the two more obvious marks to barely cover them up.
Then he went out, thinking about the pitiful savings of this body, He Yan had no choice but to go to a nearby small restaurant to eat something light, and then rushed to school.
For some reasons that are hard to say directly, He Yan walked very slowly, so slowly that from time to time someone would cast strange glances at him on the road.
In addition, in order to save money, the rental house that Han Ziyu rented was not close to the school, so he spent nearly an hour on the road before finally sitting in the classroom at 1:50
However, the chairs in the classroom were too hard. As soon as He Yan sat down, he felt a soreness there, and suddenly his nose was sore, "..."
After finally finishing class all afternoon, He Yan couldn't help thinking that when he walked out of the classroom slowly, he must go to the pharmacy to buy some ointment to reduce swelling, which is too uncomfortable.
However, it was too early for him to relax, because he had just left the school gate and entered a small path when he was stopped by a beautiful voice behind him.
It was a tall beauty, none other than Yan Xixi who caused Han Ziyu's death in vain in the original trajectory.
Yan Xixi has a sweet smile. She has a very good appearance. She has a pair of crescent moon eyes. soul.
He Yan saw a hint of reluctance and panic in her smile.
It must be that after Yan Xixi invited that expert to cast a spell last night, he couldn't help but panic when he saw that he was still able to attend class today.
Normally, He Yan didn't mind misleading her a few words.
But he was very tired today, and he just wanted to go back to his small rental house to take a good rest, and he didn't want to mobilize his energy to deal with Yan Xixi, who was harboring ulterior motives.
Yan Xixi seemed to test him unintentionally: "What's the matter? You don't look well today, are you sick?"
He Yan said with a wooden face, "Yes."
Just when he was getting impatient, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from the alley, and then, a familiar, cold and sticky thing wrapped around his ankle.
He Yan: "..."