I was a little nervous, even though I had made up my mind, I couldn't help being nervous. Although the scholar has a temperate temperament, he is a top expert. If he and the Nether Map can't rush through the Nine Dragon Halo, then there is only one dead end for the two of us.
The scholar took a deep breath, and the unfolded Nether figure turned faster and faster around his body. When the Nether figure turned to the limit, the scholar suddenly raised his foot and rushed towards the Nine Dragon Halo in one step.
The slowly flowing halo immediately speeded up its rotation, but the Nether figure had been completely unfolded, like a sharp blade, squeezing a path abruptly in the Nine Dragons halo.
I always remember what the scholar said, as long as there is a chance, I must immediately follow. Seeing Nether Figure squeezing a way in the halo of Nine Dragons, I did not hesitate, my figure flickered, and I followed directly.
The Jiulong halo is not too big, and the radius is about two and a half feet. I followed, and the scholar rushed forward two steps, just in the middle of the Jiulong halo.
At this moment, my eyes are a little flowery, as if there are several long winding dragons around me.
The scholar rushed to the center of Jiulong's halo. Suddenly, the halo became stronger, and the road behind him that had been squeezed out forcibly disappeared in an instant.
The surrounding halo was like a flooding ocean, and the scholar was immediately unable to walk, but there was a Nether figure near his body to protect him, and he would not be strangled into powder. I hung close behind the scholar and urged him to move forward.
"Can't walk anymore!" The scholar's face turned pale, and the Nine Dragons halo was obviously powerful, trapping the two of us in the middle. If it hadn't been for the scholar's nether picture to be guarding, the two of them would definitely have blood splattered on the spot at the moment.
"What do you do then!" I was also anxious, now I can't move forward, can't retreat backwards, stuck in the middle, struggling to retreat.
"I told you to take a look at it. You can't follow so tightly as soon as you come up!" The scholar raised his hand slightly, and the Nether figure flickered, wrapping the two of us in it together: "Following so tightly, it's not because of being caught in a pot. ?"
"Now I still say that this is useful for ass, so hurry up and think of a way!"
"No way!" The scholar looked at the turbulent Nine Dragons halo, and a trace of despair appeared on his pale face: "I'm really going to be trapped and die here!"
I grew up for a while, and I kept complaining about myself. I have been walking around the world for so long, but I don't have a long memory. Because of the fever of the brain, I don't know how much I have suffered before and after, but I still can't remember.
This time following the scholar to come here, it was really miscalculations and mistakes. It's good, but I pushed myself to a dead end.
Both of us couldn't walk a step, relying entirely on Netherto to protect ourselves. The Netherworld Map is constantly being swallowed by the Nine Dragons Halo. This is an ancient treasure map, but it is impossible for the Netherworld Map to completely resist the Nine Dragons Halo, one after another, flowing in from the rotating Netherland. Moreover, I can see that the Nether Map has begun to crack.
"At most... Can hold on for half an hour at most..." The scholar was distressed to death, and this nether picture was about to be destroyed in the halo of Kowloon.
However, the Netherworld is a foreign object after all, and if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, but if we both die here, we won't be able to resurrect.
My heart has sunk to the bottom, the scholar can't do it, let alone I can't do it.
"You... do you have anything left
Word? "
"What last words?" I was stunned: "At this time, you still ask me if I have any last words. Yes, I have a lot of last words, which I want to bring to many people. Who do you plan to let me bring words to me?"
"Yeah, we are all dead here, no one will speak." The scholar smiled wryly and said: "No one will speak, then tell it to yourself."
I don't know what the scholar thinks. Maybe he was born with this kind of personality. I kept scanning around to see if there was any chance, but the scholar closed his eyes slightly.
"A long, long time ago, I had not yet completed my spiritual practice. At that time, I traveled everywhere. Once, I traveled to a small place. Although the place was small, it was beautiful with mountains and rivers and a beautiful scenery. The people there lived and worked in peace and contentment. There is no conflict in the world, it is truly a paradise." The scholar closed his eyes and said: "There, I met a girl, a girl from an ordinary family. Her parents worked in the fields. She washed and cooked at home. She was very Beautiful, like clouds on the horizon, and flowers in the early spring... I was dumbfounded, thinking in my heart, if you can marry her as your wife in this life, you won’t have any other wishes..."
I don't know if the scholar considers death as his home, or lacks heart. It's all this way, and he is still cherishing the memory of the past.
"It's just that we were not familiar at the time, and I was too embarrassed to speak up, plus I want to continue traveling, I just thought, when I return from the tour, I will visit the house in a serious manner, and by the way, ask someone to raise a relative." The scholar continued: "Later, I went to a deep mountain, where I met a second master. The master was pedantic and valued me very much. He gave him all his life lessons. I was so absorbed in my studies that I forgot everything. As a result, … By the time Yiman came out of the mountain, more than thirty years had passed."
At this time, the Netherworld picture had already cracked into countless gaps, and it was about to fall apart when he looked at it. I quickly interrupted the scholar: "Your picture is going to be broken!"
"Let it go." A deep regret appeared on the scholar's face: "For many years afterwards, I have been annoyed and regretted all the time. If I was given a chance to choose again, I would definitely stop looking for anything. On the road of spiritual practice, I would rather live my life peacefully in that paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers. In that way, I will only have a life span of one life, but I will never regret it..."
Click...
The scholar's words were not finished yet, the Netherworld map suddenly shattered, and hundreds of fragments, like flying butterflies, were scattered everywhere in the halo.
We both rely on the Nether Map for protection, and when the Nether Map shatters, it means that the time of death has arrived. I can't help but want to close my eyes, close my eyes and wait for death.
At the moment when the Nether Map shattered, there was a scream, and a faint white light flashed out from somewhere. This white light quickly fell into the halo of Nine Dragons.
The white light is very faint, and it is not easy to notice. I haven't closed my eyes yet. When I saw the white light, my eyes suddenly stopped.
I could tell it all at once. This faint white light seemed to be the scene of the last time I saw Mrs. Mingyu's shadow here.
The faint white light, like a piece of clear water, in this turbulent Kowloon halo, this piece of white light is like a stream sinking into the ocean. However, although the white light is as light as nothing, it is like a needle in the sea. When the white light flows in, the halo of Nine Dragons is unexpectedly
Stalled.
My vision seemed a little blurred, but I still saw Mrs. Mingyu's figure in the faint white light.
I knew before that Mrs. Mingyu only left a lingering thought here. Just a ray of remnant thought, not even a wandering soul, but Madam Mingyu’s remnant thought can restore such a powerful Jiulong halo to calm.
"Mrs. Mingyu!" The scholar must have also seen the shadow in the white light. He opened his eyes wide and blurted out, "Unexpectedly, I will see you again!"
"Hurry up!" I hurriedly pushed the scholar, and Bai Guang peeked out a path between the halo of Kowloon. The road was narrow but enough for us to pass by.
The scholar was pushed a bit by me before he recovered, and quickly rushed out of the halo of Nine Dragons. I followed, and in the blink of an eye, I was outside the halo.
This life and death catastrophe came so quickly and resolved so quickly. Until we stand outside the light source with the scholar, we are all in a dream.
"Mrs. Mingyu..." The scholar must know that the figure in the white light is only Madame Mingyu's remnant thoughts. He was a little lost and a little bit emotional: "Mrs. Mingyu, still beautiful..."
Can Nian couldn't speak, and could only turn into a very faint shadow, which seemed to be the last mark left by Mrs. Mingyu in the world.
"Do you know Mrs. Mingyu?"
"I don't know each other, I just met..." The scholar sighed with emotion, raised his head slightly for a moment, and said: "I can't remember exactly what year it was, but it was a long, long time ago."
The scholar and the Huangquan corpse hunter are probably the same generation. Back then, the Huangquan corpse hunter came to the big river beach, and Mrs. Mingyu also followed to the big river beach. The scholar once met Huangquan's corpse scavenger twice in the river beach, and also met Mrs. Mingyu twice.
Mrs. Mingyu was really incomparable at the time, and the scholar was very impressed. But later, Mrs. Mingyu fought with Tu Tian in order to meet the enemy for Huangquan's corpse hunter. It was the battle that made Mrs. Mingyu's jade disappear. The scholar was still very sad when he heard the news.
I really didn’t expect that when I came here for the first time, because I accidentally picked up that jade pendant, I was rescued by Madam Mingyu. This time, the jade pendant was no longer on my body, but Madam Mingyu was still in danger. Appear.
The faint white light flickered for a moment in the halo of Kowloon, and then slowly dissipated. The scholar seemed to be very unwilling, and hurriedly walked forward.
"Mrs. Mingyu..."
"Don't be stupid here." I only think that scholars are sometimes pedantic and cute, silly, but they are lovers of personality.
The scholar was reminded by me, and finally woke up, Madam Mingyu is no longer alive, and the white light is just a shadow. Even if she yelled her throat, Madam Mingyu could not hear her.
"The beautiful lady is gone, never come again..."
I originally remembered the road behind the halo, but when I really turned around and wanted to go forward, I noticed something wrong again.
The terrain here was completely destroyed. About five or six feet away, a big hole was punched in the partition of the stone wall. The hole was very deep. I tentatively walked inward without hearing any sound.
After walking along this tortuous hole for a while, the entrance of the hole appeared. When I exposed my head from the entrance of the hole and looked out, I was shocked.
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