half demon glass

Chapter 651 This Is Not an Illusion at All

When she realized this, even Feng Jiuqing herself was taken aback.

and so……

Did he really come here before to know so much about the Dead Sea?
But this Dead Sea is a place abandoned by the world, and it is impossible for him to be exiled here with his cultivation.

If he really came here more than 1000 years ago, why did he come here?

What happened here that impressed him so deeply?

With Feng Jiu's incredible effort, these Dead Sea nematodes have more than doubled in size.

If it wasn't for me not being able to bear to leave him behind, holding the Chengying, I cut off the surrounding nematodes twice, these nematodes would probably grow taller than us.

"Feng Jiuqing, what's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly lose your mind!" I shouted anxiously to him, and then he took his eyes back.

But now, the entire beach has already been occupied by layers of tiny bugs.

I was so disgusted by the wriggling bug that my hairs stood on end, while Feng Jiuqing let the vague memory keep surging in his mind.

Maybe it was relying on the memories of the past, or maybe it suddenly occurred to me that I had a flute on me, and he quickly asked me to take out the flute.

Then, relying on the notes in memory, he played a melodious piece.

I can be sure that this is the first time I heard this track, when the flute sound fell into my ears, I even had a creepy feeling...

But I somehow feel that this song is so familiar, so familiar.

It's familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before, as if I used to play this song before.

It's not the first time I've seen Yiyin Yuling, and it's not the first time I've heard this kind of melody that can confuse people's hearts.

Previously in Luofeng Village, Lan Fengyin had used flute sounds to control worms. Even Lin Sishen, who was standing next to me now, knew how to use the sound control technique.

but……

Only the song played by Feng Jiuqing directly exploded in my head, and I instantly had a splitting headache, and my whole body seemed to have lost all strength, and I fell to the ground in pain.

Those nematodes that couldn't be killed retreated back to the black sand beach as if they were bewitched by Feng Jiuqing's flute sound.

Feng Jiuqing saw that I landed directly, quickly put away the flute, and hugged me anxiously.

"Liuli, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." I was pale, my forehead was sweating profusely, my whole body was trembling, and I wanted to say something.

But in my mind, I was covered in blood, collapsed on the beach in a mess, gritted my teeth, relied on a few fingers, and crawled forward desperately, as if I wanted to escape from here and win for myself. A strange scene with a glimmer of life.

I was immediately flustered, my emotions fluctuated inexplicably, and then I passed out directly in his arms.

I fainted and had a long, long dream.

In the dream, I seem to have lived in this deserted and dangerous place for a long time.

At that time, the Dead Sea was not as dark as it is now. Apart from the yellow chrysanthemums on the path, there were other colors.

I seem to have subdued the nematodes under the beach, and I can run barefoot on the beach wantonly, like living in a fairyland outside the world.

I was dressed in sackcloth, as simple as any mortal woman, and I was holding a newly woven bamboo basket in my hand, sitting on the shore of the Dead Sea, as if I was waiting for someone to come.

(End of this chapter)