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The pupils of Xie Bai's lacquered eyes shrank suddenly, and he blurted out: "Yin Wushu..."
Chapter 42
At that moment, there was almost a "buzz" in his mind, and he was completely at a loss. But soon, the daze was washed away again—
Although the looming lower half of his face is almost exactly the same as Yin Wushu's, how could it be him! How could it be possible for Yin Wushu to wear a toga with long sleeves to return to his extremely long-haired appearance, and be sealed in such a thick layer of ice unconsciously? !
Xie Bai almost immediately thought of something like the ecstasy array, the blindfold technique, and as soon as he turned around, he heard Lou Xianyue gasp from the side.
He glanced at Lou Xianyue, and followed her gaze to the top of the cliff.
I saw another figure sitting right above the steep wall, almost sitting on the tip of the cliff. The wind on the top of the cliff swirled around the man's body with the snow on the ground, and lifted half of the hem of his coat.
That position is a bit lofty for ordinary people, but with Xie Bai's eyesight, they can see the appearance of that person clearly, as if they were in front of them.
That is Yin Wushu!
He was sitting cross-legged with long legs, his shoulders were straight, his eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were so pale that there was hardly any blood color. The rolled up fine snowflakes fell on his hair and eyelashes, appearing soundless.
Above his head, the billowing black clouds formed a swirl-shaped pattern, which looked extraordinarily thick and dripping with ink. And under his feet, countless pale golden threads were extending from him, hanging down from the cliff, penetrating into the thick ice along the steep cliff. Under the cover of the shadow, it was wrapping tightly around the body of the man in the ice.
Lou Xianyue and the shark were already stupefied, staring at the scene with their mouths open for a long time without saying a word, and they didn't know why they were surprised.
Xie Bai didn't have that much time to take care of them, just when he tried his best to ignore the man in the ice, and raised his foot to go directly to the top of the cliff to see Yin Wushu's condition, his heart suddenly stabbed sharply, as if someone directly Holding a steel nail, he forcibly pierced his skin and flesh, as if nailed into his heart.
Caught off guard, he let out a muffled snort, bent down and clutched his heart tightly.
Immediately afterwards, the place in the heart began to hurt sharply at the frequency of the heartbeat. Whether it was the location of the pain or the feeling of piercing the bone, Xie Bai thought of the three copper nails that were nailed to his heart back then.
Those three copper nails disappeared when he opened his eyes back then. It is not known whether they grew directly into his body and merged with his breastbone, or disappeared after "retirement", leaving only three bloody eyes on his heart. The hole was scarred and scabbed again in a blink of an eye.
Now that I think about it, it should be the former, because soon, apart from the sharp pain of the nail piercing the flesh, there was a burning pain in the heart, even through the clothes, Xie Bai's fingers could feel the burning sensation , as if a fire had really burned in his heart, burning through his clothes and burning his fingers.
The pain was so unbearable that Xie Bai hardly had the energy to think about how it was caused, but soon he understood the source of this burning sensation, because apart from his heart, other parts of his body began to heat up rapidly. drain.
It's like squeezing a dry towel, twisting it hard twice, and still some water can flow out.
The last bit of hot air from Xie Bai's body gathered in his heart, it was so hot that it almost melted, while other places began to freeze slowly, this feeling of gathering cold and heat was really excruciating, it was almost just a blink of an eye In just a few minutes, his pale face lost a bit of color, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, which quickly turned into frost.
For a moment, Xie Bai suddenly thought that he was back to the days before he was five years old, back to the days when he was repeatedly tortured by the hundred ghosts raising corpses.
He gritted his teeth and held on for a while, but finally couldn't hold it anymore, and knelt down on one knee on the mixed ice and snow with a "boom".
"Xiaobai!" Lou Xianyue grabbed his arm in shock, yelled "Ah" again, subconsciously shrank his hand, "Why is it colder than this ice?!"
His fingers gripped his heart tightly like a spasm, the little black cat couldn't get it together, and Lou Xianyue and Yuren were so shocked that they didn't know what was going on for a while, and didn't dare to act rashly.
In the severe pain, Xie Bai suddenly heard the cries of hundreds of ghosts coming over like a flood, screaming and panicking. It seemed as if a pair of invisible hands had penetrated into his chest, fiddled with it, and with an auditory hallucination-like "click", two streams of black mist drifted out from his chest, one drifted straight up, and climbed up instantly. After reaching the top of the cliff, it directly wrapped around Yin Wushu's body, while the other thread passed through the thick ice layer, wrapping around Yin Wushu's body.