long night walk

Chapter 1130 The Human Face Flower

"Are you crazy?! This tree is transformed from the core of the Yinxu Valley. Its thousands of roots are connected to the wild fires in all directions, so it is cold and snowy all year round and the flames are endless.

This flame can burn the heavens and the earth, immortals and demons. Are you trying to boil your soul dry by forcing it into your body? ! "

Facing Ji Yu's anxious roar, Bai Li'an's eyes had been burned into a crimson color with invisible pupils, and burning blood dripped ferociously from his eye sockets.

He endured the burning pain of his internal organs, and his voice was hoarse and hard to hear:
"It's hard for her to lay a generous gift with painstaking lies, how can I not accept it with my heart?"

Bai Lian raised his head and looked deeply at Ji Yu with red eyes.His eyes, which can no longer see the pupils clearly, inexplicably give people a kind of extreme madness: "You will know whether you are dead or alive, just try it."

Ji Yu is not a naive person, the story of the fire of desire and nirvana is only spread in books.

What's more, Yishu Ci's impermeable city.

Either don't make a move, since the layout has been made, how can it leave a glimmer of life for people.

Bai Lian's move is not a gamble, but a death!

Could it be that the heart beneath his seemingly calm appearance has actually collapsed already, making him lose all hope?

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The snow-falling sky was pitch black, as if it had pressed down on the earth, and the horizon of the distant sky was pitch black, compatible with the darkness.

There is a breath of death and decay in all directions, and there is no way of life in sight.

Dark night, white snow.

Shuci wandered in the collapsing world, if Bai Lian was here now, he would find it.

Except for the barrier of flame formed by the scarlet cherry tree, the entire valley of Yinxu has been completely alienated.

In the fog of Hessian, there seemed to be countless strange eyes peeping and turning wildly.

On the surface of the earth, thick trees, and rocks, sculptures like wax figures began to condense, and the whole body was as white as a corpse.

'They' have eyes but no beads, and their eyes are empty and dead, as if they just crawled hideously out of hell's soup into the world.

However, the lower half of the body is always integrated with natural objects such as the earth, thick trees, and rocks. It is difficult to grow legs and run freely.

They silently stare at this world, their beadless eyes stare blankly and vainly, making people unable to feel the existence of any gaze.

There are as many such white wax sculptures as bamboo shoots springing up in the mountains and forests, and Shu Ci can't walk in the valley for a stick of incense.

This dead white color is dotted in this darkness like some kind of scab, densely packed, spreading to the endless field of vision.

Although the solidified white wax sculpture is in a state of struggling to get up, although the torso and limbs are born.

However, although the aura emanating from them was weird, Shu Ci couldn't feel the aura of any living soul in them.

Without a soul, it is naturally just a dead thing that cannot move.

The steps of Shu Ci are slow, and those white wax sculptures look around vainly, with different postures, and different expressions of indifference, anger, sadness, and joy.

Their eyes did not fall on Shu Ci, and the strange and strange sight that Shu Ci felt in this black forest did not seem to originate from these things.

She walked in the depths of the darkness for a while, and the coolness came from her body for no reason.

Shu Ci paused, and turned around with cold eyes.

Behind her, the group of white wax statues with different expressions, unexpectedly started looking at her behind her at some unknown time.

Those countless faces with different expressions and empty eyes all turned into one direction and one expression, staring at Shu Ci firmly.

The sadness and joy on their faces turned into hatred and greed, as if some dirty soul was about to crawl out from those blind eyes.

Gradually, under the gaze of Shu Ci, those wax figures gradually began to have eyes that laughed like insects and flies.

Shu Ci's eyes were fixed and her eyebrows were heavy, her eyes were instantly dark blue. In the field of vision of the magic pupil, she saw wisps of white wind like spider silk drifting out of her body uncontrollably, being sucked in countless ways. Among those dead white wax figures behind him.

After absorbing the soul breath in her body, it actually contributed to the birth of the undead here.

Shu Ci's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and the nine tails behind her all rose up madly, with a demonic aura soaring to the sky.

The air machine like a sickle of the wind chopped the wax figures that were born in various places into scattered pieces.

Those fragments withered one after another, and as soon as they hit the ground, scorching fires of Yin veins burned in the ground.

The pieces of the wax figure fell into it, and under the high temperature, they quickly dissolved into liquid.

A large amount of liquid flowed and merged, rolling and struggling like a huge mass of mud, and finally condensed into a huge dead white wax figure.

Looking at the outline of the facial features of the wax figure, it is exactly the same as that of the ghost fairy Suiyou.

Shu Ci knew that Guixian Suiyou was dead, but this Yinxu Valley and his soul had been complementing each other for thousands of years, and the breath consciousness of this valley was very similar to his.

Not to mention, in that dead zone, the corpse of Guixian Suiyou was swallowed up.

Now this Valley of Yin Deficiency has been fully activated and turned into a huge walking corpse that is not a single body.

Even if he has his own consciousness, after all, at the root, he still can't get rid of the obsession of ghosts and immortals.

Even the undead that grew out of the dirt and decay were actually his appearance.

With the help of Shuci's power, the huge wax figure finally broke free from the shackles of the original main body and gave birth to legs and feet.

'It' got up slowly, staring greedily at Shuci's face.

There was a silly smile on his face, like a child seeing delicious food.

With a grinning mouth like a waning moon, it is clearly a body of solid white wax, but green mucus is constantly dripping from the mouth.

As the soul breath in his body was being devoured by this space, there was no sign of anxiety or fear on Shu Ci's face.

The luster that flowed out of her pair of demon eyes became more profound and unpredictable.

"It's such a stubborn and annoying face."

A pitch-black demon tail brushed against her palm, and she suddenly pulled out an ancient silver sword from the black air.

The sword's edge reflects the snow, an extremely beautiful picture.

The sword light drifts in the sea of ​​snow like a shooting star. She once cut off the tail to refine the weapon to imprison the underworld dragon, and she once controlled the magic soldier to break through thousands of calamities.

A tail of air machined the sword, and the sword fell into the palm, without any magical powers to speak of.

She just held the sword and drew it.

Simple to the extreme, but also terrifying to the extreme.

Even this valley where consciousness was born, could not help but feel fear and send out violent earthquakes.

Handing out a sword, the extremely simple movements and behaviors failed to even use half of the demonic power and devilish energy.

Thousands of bright and pure white sword lights burst out from her hands, and each beam of sword light is extremely vicissitudes.

Like the latitude and longitude lines that run through the sky and the earth, the huge wax figure and the sky and the earth are sewn together and imprisoned.

The figure of Shu Ci disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the giant out of thin air.

She crossed the sword in her hand blankly, and the extremely long sword light sliced ​​open the eyes of the giant wax figure.

Two dark green beads splashed out and were cut in half.

The soul breath in the eyes of the giant wax figure was completely exterminated, although the yin fire of the earth veins in the earth was burning fiercely, and the extremely high temperature distorted the air.

However, the giant wax figure shuttled by the countless sword lights is like amber that has been frozen and solidified, and there is no sign of melting.

The pale wax figure that grew out of the remaining boulders on the mountain wall went crazy in an instant.

Regardless of their parched bodies, they struggled violently with their hands.

The solid mouth opened wide, revealing dark abysses, crazily sucking the energy in Shuci's body.

The expression on Shu Ci's face was still indifferent, she brushed the edge of the sword with her fingertips, turned around and swung the sword, the sword energy enough to imprison the power of heaven and earth burst out like spring rain.

Shuttle through the body of each wax figure, let them freeze the body like ice, and freeze it forever.

The wind in the valley was changing rapidly, like invisible hideous hands, constantly tearing at Shu Ci's body.

Shu Ci's eyebrows were cold, and a tail suddenly stuck out, and it shook violently into the dark void.

The wind around him, like a ghost haunting him, instantly shattered into mottled shadows.

Shuci's body floated down between the valley and the ground. She looked down indifferently, looking at the black muddy thing under her feet that was about to move but was afraid.

She sneered, clenched the sword in her hand, raised her arm and swung a sharp edge.

The seemingly random sword left a hundred-foot-deep cut in the ground.

The cracked sword edge spread from her feet all the way to the outside of the mountain.

A mountain that moved just in front of her eyes was split in two.

The gap in the ground under Shu Ci's feet and the mountain that was split, the marks of the split sword mouth are like deep scars.

A large amount of black, foul-smelling liquid splashed out from it.

After the valley was activated and turned into a walking corpse, even the most basic characteristics of human beings appeared.

The grass and trees in the mountains are like hair and beards, the earth is like skin and flesh, and the mountains and rivers are like limbs.

She split the mountain with her sword, just like cutting on the body of a living person.

The black liquid that spewed out was exactly the blood that flowed from the wound in the valley of yin deficiency.

In that huge gap, you can see magma-like liquid tumbling inside.

Integrating the valley trembled as if feeling severe pain, like a sleeping ancient behemoth being severely injured and awakened.

While the pitch-black and soft ground wriggled, dense white grasses like dandelions began to grow.

Those slivers have a waxy texture, twisting one by one under her feet, entwining Shuci's ankle without shoes and socks.

The cold and creamy touch was like a snake, sliding all the way up her ankle.

Through the slender and icy white soft grass, the atmosphere of the surrounding air has not changed in any way.

Ke Shuci's soul trembled instantly, and he had traveled this way.

If there is no such thing as a valley of emptiness, the amount of guiding information that secretly sends out to her suddenly becomes huge, weird and intense.

When Shu Ci lowered his eyes indifferently, he saw the white beard grass growing wildly like spring grass, like water insects and earthworms writhing wildly.

In less than a moment, the entire land surface seemed to be covered with a layer of snow-white felt, densely packed with thousands of white worms and earthworms wriggling.

Subtle squirming and entangled sounds are superimposed by tens of thousands, but the sound is extremely terrifying, like the throbbing of the earth's veins.

Those slender hair-like snow-white velvet grasses touched the skin of Shu Ci's ankles, and quickly drilled out a strip of thin red holes, and between her snow-white and smooth skin, there were one by one thin snakes. Traces of walking on the surface of the soil.

In less than a moment, Shu Ci's calf seemed to be covered with ivy, covered with meridian-like existence.

Shuci's face was cold, and he snorted coldly: "It's really a whimsical idea."

The severe pain tore her feet, but she didn't show any emotion on her face, and her eyes were like a deep sea without waves.

She raised the sword in her hand, as if cutting off the branches and weeds entangled between the clothes by the roadside.

Sen Han's sword flashed across, and the white velvet tentacles were easily cut off.

And wandering crazily between the calves, the meridians protruding like blue and purple shriveled instantly.

From the tiny red spot on the ankle, the black corpse gas was expelled from the body.

The strong wind picked up her plain robe, and the tail of the robe covered her feet.

Looming, those fine red dots of blood have disappeared, and no scars can be seen.

Shu Ci stood still, and the wind blowing towards her seemed to imply the greedy and crazy whispers of dirty souls.

She sneered, with a hint of sarcasm hidden in her eyes, "It's just a dirty soul that has just been born with consciousness in a ditch, and dare to touch us at will?"

At Shu Ci's feet, the white hairy grass that had been cut off from her body was withering quickly.

In the boundless sea of ​​white fine velvet flowers, there are countless faces of 'people'.

The stamens, roots and branches support the faces, 'they' open their white and flawless eyes, and thousands of eyes are synchronously watching Shu Ci standing in the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

"They" opened their mouths together, and all kinds of weird syllables like birds and beasts came out of their mouths.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Every face is making strange syllables with different tones and making unknown strange calls.

It seems to be making meaningless and weird threats.

But Shuci knew that they were not threatening, but imitating her speech.

This group of 'things' has consciousness and can communicate with her through the unique ability of Yinxu Valley to generate information.

But 'they' are obviously more greedy than Shu Ci imagined.

'They' are tirelessly imitating her, trying to learn human language.

'They' opened their mouths wide and babbled for a long time, under Shuci's cold gaze.

The completely out-of-sync syllables in the mouth of 'they' gradually became single and tidy.

The snow shakes the wind at night, and the cold moon is like frost.

In the end, the strange syllables in the mouths of this group of 'faces' turned into a slightly jerky but extremely clear language, and the voices of 'they' spoke at the same time like the wind blowing from a strange cave.

"Mohe Shuci, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Yinxugu inherited Guixian Suiyou's consciousness, so naturally he couldn't be more clear about her information.

In just a few words, Shu Ci heard the greedy heart of 'they' who wanted to devour her strongly.

(End of this chapter)