Standing at the door of the fantasy realm, Lingxuan felt his heart beating uncontrollably. The blood in his body was flowing backwards, as if a mysterious door was opening to him.
He frowned, nodded slightly and walked inside.
The soul-inducing mirrors in the dream barrier flickered slightly, each mirror shimmering with golden light, reflecting the things he had experienced in this life.
There were the fights with Lingshuang since childhood; there was the way Lingyao smiled at him; there was the moment when he blocked the God-killing Pearl for Xiying; there was the tremor in his heart when he first met Luo Qingchen...
The next second, all the soul-inducing mirrors instantly converged into a light blue light, and they all transformed into the same picture.
His heart was beating very fast and his brows were furrowed because he had no memory of the scene in the mirror.
It seemed like he had never been to this place before, yet it felt so familiar.
The Xuanbing Tomb made of thousand-year-old Xuanbing is reflected in the mirror. The pearly light is faint, and the ice surface shines like a will-o'-the-wisp. There were corpses scattered all around, with hideous faces and tragic death conditions. But the cause of death is a bit strange. They all died from having their hearts ripped out.
The next second, a girl appeared in the mirror. She was dressed in white and had a murderous look on her body. The eyebrows were slightly frowned, but under the long eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as water.
In an instant, the soul standing in front of the mirror stopped breathing, and murmured with thin lips: "Qingqing—"
The scene in the mirror changed, and a large number of monsters appeared around the girl. There was no face, no facial features, just blood and black hair tangled together. Blood dripped on the ground.
The girl frowned and dodged their attacks as quickly as possible. The dagger in her hand was blood-sealed, and the blade was deadly. After several struggles, there were corpses around her feet.
She gasped for air, and several places on her body were torn by the monster's claws, and blood flowed freely. The white clothes had already been stained with blood, which was shocking to people.
But a large number of monsters did not stop attacking, but once again chose to swarm forward.
She smiled helplessly, closed her eyes gently, and waited for death to come.
Little did he know that in the next second, the monster was knocked away by the huge spiritual power. Four or five blood-haired monsters fell heavily to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.
The girl turned her eyes slightly, and a ray of light blue light shone on her cheek from outside the stone wall. She raised her hand and looked at the blurry figure in front of her against the light.
A young man with blue light all over his body, handsome and soft eyebrows, thin lips, and hands full of blood looked at the girl in front of him blankly, and hesitantly said: "Who..."
Standing in the dream barrier, Lingxuan was startled. He knew that the boy in the mirror was him...
The scene in the mirror changed, and they were forced into a corner of the Xuanbing Tomb by the blood-haired monster, with a bottomless black hole behind them. The girl glanced at the boy who was tightly grasped by her, her eyebrows relaxed slightly, and she chuckled: "Are you ready to fight life and death with your sister?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, with a gentle dullness in his eyes.
"What, you don't want to?"
"No... die, die together."
The girl pursed her lips and smiled softly: "What a fool."
After a while, the blood-haired monster in front of them attacked them like crazy. The next second, the girl grabbed the boy's hand and jumped up. Her white clothes stained with blood disappeared in the darkness.
In an instant, all the golden light in the dream barrier disappeared, and the air fell into deathly silence.
"Then -" Lingxuan's chest jumped and he roared.
In his mind, he kept thinking of what Luo Qingchen told him at that time -
He asked her when she fell in love with him
She said: It was probably a long, long time ago.
It turned out that their first encounter was not in the extremely bright Star Palace, but in the Xuanbing Tomb with the fourth level of murderous intent. (To be continued)