Zhutian: From Douluo, the illusion becomes real

Chapter 523. Meeting Han Fei on the Road (I)

After a night of heavy rain, a rainbow appeared the next morning.

The layers of the rainbow are not distinct.

The color is not complete.

Normally, there should be seven distinct colors.

But considering that things in the world are never as we wish, and appropriate imperfection is more real than theoretical perfection, Ye Qingcang didn't bother about it.

Riding a tall horse.

Pulling a rough wooden cart.

Walking in this not-so-muddy wilderness.

I have to say that this is a strange combination. Anyone who sees this combination for the first time will be shocked by all the mysterious appearances.

For example, horses.

The horse that Ye Qingcang rode was indeed a tall and strong horse.

But this horse has no flesh and blood!
Its body is made of earth and stone!

This body made of earth and stone gives it powerful power, as well as the advantage of ignoring pain and avoiding fatal weaknesses, although this advantage can sometimes turn into a disadvantage!

Besides.

What is most frightening is the horse's eyes.

In the hollow soil and rocks.

Burning with empty and scarlet flames.

Like a warhorse from the underworld, it exudes a majestic and eerie feeling.

Perhaps these two words seem contradictory when put together.

It's gloomy enough.

How can it be so open?

But that is the fact. Compared with the so-called white bones as horses and ghosts as flames, this kind of horse-like creature made of earth and stone and scarlet flames is indeed less ghostly and has relatively more supernatural power!
Just like Western horror and Chinese horror.

One is that there is blood all over the ground, and everyone is welcome.

One is full of stamina, and it’s just you.

Of course, although the tall horse that Ye Qingcang rode was made of earth and stone, its power source was no different from that of the so-called white-bone horse. Hidden in its illusory aura was a silent wailing.

"walk slowly."

"Not in a hurry."

"Wait until you grind up those dozens of souls."

"Absorbed their soul fragments."

“You will be able to stabilize your soul.”

"I can have my own eyes."

"In a way that is neither death nor extinction, we can obtain this eternal new life."

"Of course."

"The price is that you lose your fertility."

"Savor the pain of the passing of time over a long period of time."

Ye Qingcang drank milk tea that did not belong to this era.

Release the straw.

Pat the head of the tall horse under you.

Said so.

This tall horse seemed to understand human words and snorted a little out of tune. After all, there is a difference between earth and stone and flesh and blood. Flesh and blood have elasticity that earth and stone do not have. As for the snorting sound that requires the shaking of flesh and blood to be produced, the body made of earth and stone is indeed not conducive to the sound production process.

However, Ye Qingcang didn't care about this.

The tall horse obviously didn't care.

Keep your head down.

Walk forward at a walking pace.

Pulling the trailer behind.

Step by step, move forward steadily and powerfully.

Even if it doesn't know the destination.

And behind it is the crudely made wooden cart.

There are a lot of miscellaneous things on the cart.

Occupying the main part of the cart was a person, whose clothes were torn and covered with a black robe, a straw raincoat on top of the black robe, and a bamboo hat pinned to her face. If you didn't remove the hat, it would be impossible to see her full appearance. But then again, even if you couldn't see her full appearance, you could still get a glimpse of her amazing beauty from half of her face or a corner of her light. So, the bamboo hat definitely had some effect, but how big the effect was obviously depended on the eyesight of other people.

Next to this person is a sword.

The long sword was safely placed in the scabbard.

But judging from the appearance of the long sword, it must be a rare sword, because not every sword has such an exquisite scabbard, and not every sword has a round and smooth hilt. Especially the color of the scabbard and hilt.

You know, this was ancient times.

To achieve pure crimson color, it would inevitably take a huge amount of manpower and material resources, not to mention refining this color into metal.

Can it be produced?
Of course!
But it cannot be mass-produced!

On the other side of this crimson sword, there are some bottles and jars placed among a pile of shiny black armor leaves.

It's like a pile of snow wrapped around some stones.

However, judging from the color, it looks like a pile of gems wrapped with some ceramics, with the main feature being an inverted Tiangang, and it is difficult to tell which one is more valuable.

Of course.

As a buffer.

These black armor leaves are very competent.

Bottles and cans are placed inside.

It really doesn't shake anymore.

Although this is related to the stone horse in front, if it walks faster or runs, this so-called buffer is purely a decoration, because no matter how soft this thing is, it is still armor. In particular, the material of this thing is very good. As long as the angle is right, holding a sword in one hand and armor in the other, the sword will definitely be broken when the two collide.

However, what we are talking about here are just ordinary bronze swords.

If you bring the swords from the sword manual of this world.

These armor leaves are just things that break at the slightest touch.

In gaming terms.

Bronze sword, quality one.

Armor leaf fragment, quality three.

The sword in the sword manual, quality five.

Although the armor leaf cannot withstand the slashing of the sword, it is better than the worst. If it is replaced by a bronze sword, its performance is not as good as the armor leaf. It’s just that the gap between the weapons is still very large.

The simple carriage moved slowly.

Ye Qingcang, sitting on the horse's back, was swaying as he drank the milk tea in his hand.

And the Jingwei.

That is the person lying on the cart.

It was also in this slow pace, in this shaky carriage, that I opened my eyes drowsily and woke up.

He raised his hand expressionlessly.

Smooth arms emerged from under the black robe.

There were still a few tattered pieces of clothing hanging on it.

The wind of battle damage hits me in the face.

But Jingwei doesn't care about these.

Take off the hat from your face.

The dazzling sunlight pierced her pupils, causing her to blink twice involuntarily. Only then did she regain her normal vision and see the current situation clearly, including the clothes on her body, the Jingwei Sword beside her, and Ye Qingcang sitting on the horse in front of her.

Jingwei didn't speak at the first moment.

Instead, sit up.

He glanced at the hat in his hand.

Then, he said coldly: "Why don't you kill me?"

This kind of cold is not real cold.

Rather, the tone is just like that.

Just like some girls are born with a queenly voice.

Some girls are born with loli voices.

Therefore, tone is the most important thing, provided that you can really hear it.

Fortunately, the tone used by Jingwei at this moment was obvious and unquestionable.

There are so many doubts that they are about to overflow.

Ye Qingcang no longer needs to guess.

Without turning around, he said to Jingwei, who also had his back to him, indifferently: "From what you said, you are the winner and can decide the life and death of the loser..."

"It makes sense."

"I lost."

"So, whether it's life or death, I don't have the final say."

"It's your words that count."

Jingwei put down the bamboo hat in her hand and confessed the fact, but this did not affect her confusion: "I am just curious, why do you want to keep me alive... You have said it very clearly before, either I submit to you or I am killed by you, there is no third way... I don't think you are a person who gives up halfway, and the facts have proved this. You have the ability to silence people, but you did not do this to me... So, I want to know, what do you want to get from me, or what do you want to get from me?"

(End of this chapter)