Chapter 211
Almost everyone present couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to their knees while covering their heads tightly.
Even people like Zhang Lan and Zhang Yalin, who are among the best in the world, bowed their heads overwhelmed. They closed their eyes and shouted in the strong wind and tearing, like a catharsis of pain. But as soon as he opened his mouth, the voice dispersed into the ghost cry.
It is obviously such an unbearable thing, but when I smell it, it seems that I can't see it, and I can't hear it...
It was as if the five senses suddenly failed, and the whole world became a blank, only Xie Wen was left standing in that blank.
He looked at Xie Wen, and he could only see Xie Wen...
Eyes are red.
It turned out that the book he found from the other party's room was never a coincidence, and it turned out that the other party knew everything about what he thought he was hiding.
It turned out that every time he stood alone in the formation, listening to those cries that followed him everywhere, piercing through the bones, bit by bit cutting off those burdens, there was always someone standing at the other end of the formation, taking over for him. all.
Everything he couldn't want, say, melt away, or drive away was taken by that person.
A thousand years……
He didn't know anything.
He went round and round in the world, life and death, and traveled for a thousand years. I have painted countless portraits that I don't know what to look like, and I have heard countless stories about "seal" and "not to die", but I never thought about why the other party is here.
Why is this...
The moment the black mist obliterated Xie Wen, Wen Shi suddenly turned his head: "Stop the array!"
His voice was hoarse, a tone that Bu Ning had never heard before.
After speaking, he broke into the fog.
At the last moment when he turned around, Bu Ning saw that his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Brother!" Xia Qiao exclaimed as he struggled, and subconsciously wanted to follow in, but Bu Ning quickly grabbed him.
"Don't go crazy!" Bu Ning rarely spoke in such a low voice.
Before Xia Qiao got close to the cloud of black mist, he was already suffering as if he was cut into pieces by thousands of knives and his heart was devoured by ten thousand ants.
He knelt down on the spot from the sudden pain, and then curled up.
Bu Ning himself was not much better. With Zhou Xu's body, he had never practiced anything in this life, so he couldn't bear being so close to the black mist. In just a split second, his broken spirit was almost torn out of his body, so he had to stop.
And how the two people in the black mist felt, he couldn't imagine...
Wen Shi raised his hand as soon as he entered the black mist.
When the black mist gathers on a person, it is so thick that you can't see anything when you smell it.
With his eyes closed, all the puppet threads of his ten fingers shot straight out, with the momentum of a thousand arrows, but the moment he touched Xie Wen, he became soft.
Those puppet lines are highly consistent with his spirit, almost a reaction of his consciousness.
They froze for a moment, and then tightly wrapped around Xie Wen's body, like a net that was woven in an instant, enveloping the man in it.
Wen Shi almost poured all the spirits into those puppet threads, so that when the black mist rushed towards Xie Wen, it was blocked by the fine and staggered threads.
They collided, and the thread made a clanging sound.
Xie Wen's voice sounded, close at hand.
His voice was very low, slightly hoarse, with a bit of morbid tiredness, but his tone was sharp and strong: "Get out."
Instead of being loose, the puppet thread was entangled a little tighter, stubbornly resisting the continuous stream of resentment.
When I smelled it, I closed my eyes and pursed my lips tightly. After a long time, he replied hoarsely: "No."
Just this one word, contains the emotion that has been boring for a thousand years.
And no matter how repressed he is, the person in front of him can always see through him at a glance, and there is nothing to hide.
Xie Wen seemed to hear something, and was silent for a while.
After a while, Wen Shi felt a hand reach out, lightly touched his face, and then wiped his thumb at the end of his tightly closed eyes.
He heard Xie Wen sighed lightly, withdrew his strength, and whispered, "Don't cry."
When she heard it, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her lips were tightly pursed.
The bones on the side of his face tightened several times before he replied hoarsely, "I didn't cry."
When he was a little older, he never shed a single tear, not to mention that he had been up and down in the world for more than a thousand years, so he would not cry.
"Then open your eyes." Xie Wen's thumb still stayed there, and after the words fell, he touched it lightly twice, like a kind of coaxing.
For countless days, Xie Wen would often coax him. But maybe this time there was less teasing smile, a little hoarse sickness, and a warm and gentle look, which was different from any previous time.
When he smelled it, he gritted his teeth, and his jaw was stretched with a thin outline.
He was in a stalemate for a long time, and finally opened his eyes...the corners of his eyes were red.
Because the puppet line was temporarily blocked, the black mist between them became less thick under the collision back and forth, and the surroundings were no longer the darkness with no fingers and no end, but the blurred outline of the other party could be seen, like The darkest night.
"Why did you lie to me with the spirit washing array?" When I heard it, my voice was hoarse and deep.
"Why didn't you tell me those things were not clean?"
"The things on me are my own responsibility, and have nothing to do with you. Why should I take it?!"
Many years ago, the man in front of him had
Jing teased him jokingly, saying that there was already enough snow in Songyun Mountain, why did he come here, and even found a humanoid statue to guard the house. He also said, "If one day you can take the initiative to start a conversation and say two or three sentences in a row, each sentence should not be less than five words, you will be allowed to remove the chains of the puppet."