The gray fog dissipated, the pale moonlight shone on the earth, and the road zigzagged to the unknowable.
In the house where the candle swayed, it was dark and ups and downs. The locked door, I don't know when it was opened, and the cold wind blew past, and even the candle was quietly hidden in the darkness.
A cold, creamy darkness snaked up to his neck, entangling in circles.
The man's eyes were as red as blood.
He knew it was an illusion, but he couldn't help trembling because of the memory.
The red wedding dress has been dexterously untied by those things, the golden hairpin and jasper on her head have also been removed, the black hair spread like a waterfall on the bed of candy nuts, Ye Yunlan's complexion is getting paler.
The Demon Venerable leaned down, and the fluttering darkness behind him merged into several strands, gathering towards him, wrapping the two of them like silkworm cocoons.
He couldn't see the light anymore, only two spots of blood in the darkness, like the only stars left in the dark night.
Something touched his cheek, but at the moment he couldn't see it clearly, and couldn't tell whether it was the hand of the Demon Venerable or something else.
"... Fairy."
The other party's voice sounded in his ears, which contained the low and magnetic hoarseness of the Demon Venerable itself, but it seemed to contain hundreds of millions of other subtly different voices, which resounded in his mind together, extremely grotesque.
Ye Yunlan was stunned by the call of the other party. After returning to his senses, he was vigilant but mentioned the highest in an instant.
must escape!
He closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, propped up his limp body, and pulled away the darkness that wrapped around his neck, struggling to escape from this darkness.
But such an action seemed to anger the other party.
In the darkness, the two scarlet points burned like fire, and at the same time, there was a darkness that was thicker than the night. They wrapped around him as if alive, stopping his resistance. His neck was wrapped even tighter, and he felt the icy restraint on his wrists and ankles.
There was a pain in the shoulder, Ye Yunlan groaned, smelling the sweet smell of blood.
—It was the Demon Lord who bit his shoulder.
Such a situation has happened in the past.
In the dark night of the full moon, when the other party is most on the verge of madness.
He was forced to stop, frowning tightly.
The sharp canine teeth pressed against the flesh and slashed slowly, as if tasting something.
"… enough."
Ye Yunlan finally couldn't help but speak in a husky voice, but the other party turned a deaf ear and only buried his head in his shoulder.
The surging darkness around him was showing his teeth and claws, and at such a close distance, the unspeakable loss of control and madness on the other side was conveyed.
Ye Yunlan felt a grotesque confusion and pain, which caused his soul to have a sense of distortion and division, as if there were thousands of himself divided at the same time, and whispered in his mind at the same time.
Even if his divine soul has once been on Takau, it will still be affected, and he knows that this may not be one ten thousandth of what the other party has endured.
can't... go on like this...
Ye Yunlan frowned, forcing himself to think calmly.
His current state is different from those of ordinary people who are caught in an illusion. He knows that he is awake, and that this illusion is born from an unforgettable memory in his heart, but he cannot rely on his own strength to break free.
When he walked into the path leading to these houses in the sea of flowers on the other side, he had already fallen into an illusion, and the moment he looked at the paper figurine in the mirror, he fell into the second illusion.
Ordinary techniques are all about going deep into people's hearts and controlling people's minds. If he fell deeper, the chances of him breaking free would be slimmer.
It would be great if he could have the Heart Purification Talisman in his hand, otherwise, he could only use his spiritual power to forcefully cast the Heart Purification Art to escape. As for him? Now, using spiritual power is undoubtedly like drinking poison.
Mozun's fingers stroked the wound on his shoulder, he shivered, "No..."
The other party raised his head and whispered in his ear.
"Miss... I want to spend a good night with you, okay?"
"And I'll always be here."
"together forever."
Ye Yunlan only shook his head, half a tear welled up at the end of his eyes, and his slender fingers tried to grasp something.
It's just an illusion. he thinks.
And the person he was thinking about was never an illusion—suddenly, he felt a slight connection, coming from the missing shadow connected with his soul.
Ye Yunlan's consciousness was shaken, and he strengthened the idea of calling Queying in his soul.
The darkness wrapped around his wrist was getting tighter and tighter, the other party leaned over and kissed the teardrop at the end of his eye, his breath was so crazy, but his movements were tender and nostalgic.
And he clenched his fingers tightly, and finally grabbed his own, icy blade inch by inch.
"Don't cry," the phantom told him.
Ye Yunlan's lips opened slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end it was just silent.
And his spirit sword moved autonomously, and the clear sword light removed the restraint of his limbs.
After all, the illusion is not the person, the irresistible darkness of the previous life is a little illusory in the sword light, but it is gathering at a very fast speed.
Ye Yunlan rolled over to the ground and fled towards the windowsill.
Because I was in a hurry, I accidentally tripped on the rouge box on the ground, and a sharp pain came from my ankle.
Ye Yunlan frowned and resisted, turned over and walked out the window.
Looking back, the darkness in the house was vague, turbulent, and two maniacally stretched out to pull him back, but they slammed into the window, as if there was an invisible layer blocking it.
Ye Yunlan exhaled slowly, raised his hand and rubbed his temple, lowered his eyes, and looked at his hand holding the sword.
After a long while, he raised his head and turned to look around.
The surrounding gray fog has dissipated, several houses are silent, all the candles that were lit before have been silent, and the noise of human voices has disappeared.
With his blurred vision, he could only vaguely see the edge of the house close to the outside world, still surrounded by mist, only he saw the path under the moonlight, winding outward.
Ye Yunlan raised her head and glanced at the pale moon in the night. She still used her spiritual sense to calculate once, and decided to walk out along the path.
It's just that he has a severe sprain on his ankle, which has affected his walking, and his body is quite staggered.
After walking for half a cup of tea, I walked to the edge of the trail, and there was a shrouded gray fog ahead.
The road is broken again.
Ye Yunlan stood on the spot, reluctantly using the lack of shadow to support the ground, but felt that this illusion was too vast and could not be created by ordinary formations.
Perhaps, the vastness is not a formation, but something entangled in him.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the fog in the distance.
The figure was tall, pitch-black, hidden in the mist, and his face could not be seen clearly, but it gave him the feeling of a demon.
Is it a fantasy again
There was an unspeakable tiredness on Ye Yunlan's face, he clenched the sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not turn around and run away.
On the one hand, it was because his foot was sprained, and on the other hand, it was because he had just used his inspiration to find his way again.
He needs to rest.
… or! A long sleep.
The dark figure came towards him step by step from the fog. Wherever it passed, the fog would spread out a little. Those faces twisted in the fog didn't know why? Scattered around without attacking the opponent. .
When Ye Yunlan was finally able to see the other's face clearly, what he saw was not the hideous ghost face in his memory, but Shen Shu's handsome face.
He held the afterglow in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and his demeanor made Ye Yunlan feel unfamiliar and a little familiar.
"Such a strong nightmarish aura..." The other party's eyes were half-smiling, "Do you want to create illusions to confuse me?"
He looked at the pale, black-haired man in front of him, and slowly licked his lips.
"It's been so many times, but there's still some progress, this time the illusion is not badly shaped..." Saying this, he smiled happily, but he couldn't see any emotion in the bottom of his deep eyes.
Ye Yunlan had an intuition that he had misunderstood something, and wanted to explain, but he couldn't tell whether it was Shen Shu himself or the illusion he encountered.
At such a time, he would rather have the Demon Venerable appear in front of him, because as long as he still retains his sanity, he can know very clearly that everything related to that person is all fake.
Because that person had already been reduced to ashes before his eyes, not even a soul was left behind.
Ye Yunlan saw Shen Shu getting closer, "What do you want to do?"
The blood in Shen Shu's eyes was stained, and the evil was undisguised.
He said, "I ate you."
Ye Yunlan's expression changed, and it was difficult to understand the meaning of Shen Shu's words. He looked at the other person's scarlet eyes, which was very different from usual, and couldn't help but take a step back.
Before he could react more, there was a flower in front of him, Shen Shu was very close to him, his hand touched the afterglow on the other's hand, and at the same time, a strange connection touched his heart .
- The afterglow sword was made by him using his spiritual knowledge. Although he has recognized Shen Shu as the master, he still has a connection with him.
The person in front of me is not an illusion, it is really Shen Shu!
Ye Yunlan opened his mouth to speak, but his chin was suddenly pinched by Shen Shu's hand. Shen Shu leaned in and bit her bloody eyes with a hint of greed and desire.
The thin lip was bitten by the other party, like tender meat held by a hungry wolf, and where Ye Yunlan couldn't see, darkness had enveloped his shadow, opening his mouth like an evil beast.
Ye Yunlan opened her eyes wide, her body stiffened and being devoured by Shen Shu.
"Let the phantom please me, just like your fellow clan did." Shen Shu bit his lips, his voice low and dangerous, "Otherwise, I will kill you."
He was accustomed to feeding on monsters in the Demon Abyss, and he didn't know how many nightmares and other types of monsters he had dealt with along the way.
If it weren't for the fact that the illusion this time was quite seductive, giving him an indescribable throbbing, before he really devoured the nightmare that created the illusion. He still wanted to tease this illusion, how could the nightmare hidden in the dark live to this time.
In reality, the master of "he?" is always dressed in white, as cold as snow, as if not dirty at all, how could he be so scattered and dressed in red and happy clothes, just like a bride waiting for her husband to get married?
… Unlike the illusions created by the nightmares before, the people in front of them were not active, even stiff, which seemed to be different from the illusions they had encountered before.
... However, the taste of these lips is too good...
-Snapped!
A crisp sound.
Shen Shu's face was slapped to one side, and red five-fingerprints slowly appeared on it. He was stunned, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
Looking back, there was anger on the pale face of the person in front of him, the end of his eye was red, and the tear mole at the end of his eye seemed to be flowing with blood and tears.
The raised hands were still shaking, as if they were already very angry.
He frowned.
Is this the Nightmare's new trick, or...
He sniffed.
No, there was a vaguely familiar smell under the body of the person in front of him, which was wrapped in the aura of the Nightmare Demon.
"... Master?"
He hesitated for a moment, then said.