"Do you feel it?" Mr. Yang smiled. x23us. com
I nodded silently and looked at the bizarre world outside.
Most of the chains that covered the sky and filled the two worlds have disappeared, leaving only a few scattered ones, swaying in the air like candles in the wind. But in those vacant places, new chains are gradually taking shape, but they are still in a translucent state and are not stable.
The two worlds are merging, and the rules of the two worlds are being destroyed and reshaped in a continuous cycle.
The consciousness of all souls is being sorted out, and these consciousnesses tend to be unified in the face of the same great changes.
The only thing that is incompatible with both worlds is the space that Mr. Yang maintains.
I'm a little worried about Ye Qing.
I can't feel Ye Qing's presence here.
I can see the chains extending from my body, and my chains disappear among countless chains. What is certain is that my body should still exist, still in the real world.
But, why can't I feel Ye Qing
Mr. Yang in the future world, Ye Qing in the real world... These should be the two souls who still maintain complete memories besides me. My memory can be preserved thanks to Ye Qing.
Did he...disappear? Lost...self
I exhaled, letting my uneasiness sink to the bottom of my heart.
I looked at Mr. Yang who looked interested.
He seemed to be admiring the natural wonders, raising his head and looking at the two changing worlds.
"Are you the one who killed the successor of the new thing?" I asked.
Mr. Yang thought for a while, "Oh, um... I brought those ghost kings there. Without your consumption of the world's will, I would not have the chance to do anything. Just to preserve my memory, I have already tried my best. "
He said, sighing, "Now, finally, enough people have died. They also realize that they are already dead."
He said it in an understatement. This attitude was somewhat similar to Ye Qing's, but it also had completely different characteristics.
I think of the things he did in the real world, that big horned deer live broadcast...
He is not against the Ghost King, and he has long known the bad impact that the Ghost King's existence will have on the entire world, but he enjoys his identity as the Ghost King.
This is the biggest difference between him and Ye Qing, and Liu Che.
I held my chest.
A chaotic yet unified consciousness screamed in my soul.
Mr. Yang turned to look at me, "I said it wrong before. I really didn't expect you to be able to do this. Because all your family and friends are dead?"
He still talked about death in that understatement.
I saw the light in his eyes, he was sizing me up, waiting for my reaction.
I endured the turbulent emotions in my soul and asked, "Do you want to say that this was Ye Qing's idea?"
Mr. Yang stood up and looked down at me condescendingly.
His face darkened, his eyes were cold, and the way he looked at me was very revealing, making no effort to conceal his thoughts about me.
My soul seemed to be pulled by something, slowly rising. I saw the chains in the sky twisted into a ball, as if they suddenly came to life and were entangled with the chains on my body.
I am pulled by these chains, and my soul continues to rise.
The emotions of countless souls were injected into my consciousness, leaving me no time to think.
The gray sky magnified before my eyes.
can not be like this…
I was excited, and my self-awareness broke through the clamoring strong emotions.
Life, death, people, ghosts, pain and laughter are all gone at this moment.
I stretched out my hand and pressed it on the sky.
The power pours out of the body.
Scenery kept passing by before my eyes and ears.
Those emotions came back, like a video played backwards.
The worlds of the two worlds began to reverse.
Stay alive…
Stay alive…
Stay alive…
Don’t want to die…
Don’t want to die…
Don’t want to die…
The chaotic and complicated emotions were unified again.
I see dead people, I see souls reborn.
However, at this moment, they all seemed to remember the previous life and the previous life.
Those ordinary lives become distant.
The picture described in the diary appeared before my eyes.
Ye Qing stood on the street corner, silently watching the little boy playing.
I vaguely saw my familiar soul and their unfamiliar bodies.
I saw the ever-changing form of Phensite.
I saw Ye Zhengyi who kept painting.
I saw the porcelain dolls placed in the Wu family warehouse.
I also saw Mo Wen and Liu Che, who was staring at him with a thoughtful expression.
Yellow sand fills the sky.
Buildings were swallowed up by the desert, which turned into a vast ocean.
I saw Liu Che standing on the sea.
He seemed to see me.
He was the only one among all these souls who looked at me.
We only looked at each other for a second, but time seemed to have passed tens of thousands of years ago.
The sea rolled, and monsters rushed out of the screen. The sea dragon roared. The sky was torn apart, and the black hole gave off an inexplicable and strange aura.
I saw another world.
The buildings preserved by Mr. Yang are expanding in this world, like growing creatures, spreading throughout the world.
The two worlds separated before my eyes.
Those soul chains fell off me.
I'm still holding on to the gray sky.
The bizarre world around us is returning to normal.
My soul is being swallowed by space.
The whole sky turned gray again.
There was a click.
The chains on my body also fell off.
The ten circles of chains wrapped around the soul slowly disappeared.
My soul seemed to be free, but I could only watch the gray sky getting farther and farther away from me.
There is only where my soul is.
In the world below, strange creatures howled.
I felt the yin energy belonging to Mr. Yang.
His Yin Qi was like an anchor, unchanged from beginning to end.
But from there, I felt his violent fluctuations in emotions.
The yin energy assaulted my soul, and my consciousness was about to be completely swallowed up.
In my mind, memories are like a revolving door, with pictures flashing one by one.
What would have happened if... as a young child, I had not pulled my parents out of the car accident
If everything starts over again, without ghosts, what kind of life will my family and friends have
At least, it's a long life.
No fear, no worries, not so much... life and death...
Mr. Yang's yin energy has touched my back.
My soul received such an impact that it almost shattered into powder.
Completely blurred consciousness.
The feeling of coldness penetrates the soul.
Suddenly, a hand roughly grabbed my skirt and lifted me up.
I felt as if I had been pulled out of the cold water and suddenly felt warm.
It was the temperature of the sun, shining on my body, making my body relax and my soul fall into deep sleep.