The Spirit World

Chapter 393 Why is your heart so painful?

“He…cough cough cough…he…”

Can you stand up...?

The hand was already incomplete... the broken parts were covered with blood... the texture was like a randomly blooming flesh flower.

The palm, that thing that could no longer be called a palm, was supporting the ground, trying to hold up the body. It felt no pain, but always weak. The muscles were intertwined together, holding it up with the strength of the bones.

Fortunately, I can still feel my own heartbeat, and there is such a thing as "life".

"Ran Yi...cough cough cough..."

Perhaps, there should be a response.

Wherever there is, there should be a response.

But... in front of all this silence, there will not be... his name.

"Xiao Zheng...cough cough...kehen!"

I don't know where in my body was injured, the pain from breathing gushed out and turned into thick blood and spit out on the ground. The cracked earth had long been in a mess, and the visible flesh and blood tissues lay quietly among the broken brick walls and tiles. The bright red liquid had a fishy smell... and suddenly it was smelly.

no respond……

Everything in that right eye had already become blood-blurred. Where was that young man with his arms outstretched?
He was standing right in front of him...

Be resolute like a wild goose flying through the sky, and move forward courageously.

"Ran Yi..." He called the name again, but he still couldn't see the name.

"Ran Yi... you are here... just say a word..."

His voice was so sad, and along with his panting, a line of light tears slowly flowed down. Perhaps because he had never cried before, it was already hard to tell whether the tears in his dry right eye were blood... or tears...

"Hello...human..."

The ice seemed to be moving backwards, passing through his broken arm and drilling into his body. These things like ice knives were like insects scratching his chest. He could finally feel the pain... but it was so... that he couldn't stop crying...

I don't know whether it's painful... or sad...

He looked at the man who was slowly walking towards him.

she……

She should be used...

Her long white hair danced in the robe that had been charred by lightning. The black energy surrounding her invaded his body like a gossamer, without any pain. He could only raise his right eye slightly to see her boots.

The boots were as white as snow. No, it was clear that snow was wandering all over her body.

"Human... why is your... heart... so painful?" She squatted down as if asking a question and touched his head with her cold hands.

“Ke… who… are you…” His tears and blood did not stop. His broken sight was brought up, looking at those eyes that were indescribably cold. What a beautiful pair of eyes they were. There was a beautiful ice between her brows. It seemed as if the whole world of ice and snow was still in her pupils. The colorful snowflakes in her eyes were shining with spiritual light. Her whole face was white, but with a few graceful curves. If you look at her carefully, it is hard not to see a surprising dullness…

Like crazy...

And the feeling of being ignorant.

It is both terrifyingly cold and childlike innocence.

Her hair was tied in a bun, which was more like the makeup of Chinese women. A jade-colored hairpin parted her hair in the bun. Her bangs were scattered in front of her forehead, revealing her forehead, which showed a rare maturity.

Her snow-white dress, with ice crystals as buttons and condensed snow as the outer layer, was also a gorgeous style dress. It was a very ancient dress, but now it was so gorgeous.

The two buttons and tassels dragged on the ground, with a hint of frost.

"Me? I'm here to look for someone... I'm looking for my king..."

She was happy at first, then became indifferent, then sad, and her face, which originally had expression, suddenly lost all emotions.

She took back her hand
stand up.

Then he slowly turned and left...

The ice penetrated his chest and connected with the broken things like his flesh and blood. The pain suddenly disappeared...

He opened the left eye formed by ice crystals, and his vision suddenly became normal and natural, although the tears and blood from the other eye were still flowing uncontrollably, the hot blood slowly flowed on his face, and the pair of cold hands were also made of ice crystals.

This powerful woman is a little bit abnormal...

He was shocked by the strong abnormality of this woman's behavior, and was stunned for a rare moment...

He didn't care about this body that she seemed to have given him, and he didn't care about anything else...

It was as if it was hard to cry again for a while...

She seemed to be here to comfort me, but it was the kind of sympathy I also felt for injured animals. There was no mistake... It was this look...

or……

This is how it should be...

She is powerful, perhaps as it should be.

"Ran Yi..."

His heart suddenly ached again...

"Ran Yi..."

He stood up and looked around...

Something that should have been known long ago - the entire street of Bailing Mountain... was shaken... like a thunderbolt... cutting off everything here, making everything "called" life disappear into thin air...

He started to cry again... He couldn't accept it for a while...

Short-lived...

Everything that is hard to obtain...

The woman walking slowly on the bridge of marriage is the culprit of all this... She has such a powerful force... but she does such a terrifying thing...

Ran Yi...

“Ran Yi!!”

He shouted loudly...

This body... seems to not belong to me... It is wrapped in the tattered clothes of the disciples of Bailing Mountain... Such a tattered piece of cloth... No matter how inappropriate it is, it is not a big deal...

He knelt down with his eyes closed, his hands on the ground, tears dripping onto the cracked and charred ground. Such pure tears... disappeared without a trace... could never be found again...

"Ran Yi..."

That young man with his arms wide open…wanting to protect something…standing in front of them without hesitation. Those unfamiliar faces…all numb and dull…even when the smoke dissipated, they never changed…

"asshole……"

He pounded the ground and suddenly went crazy!

Shouting!

Hoarse!

"asshole!"

"Ran Yi! You bastard!"

"You! Bastard!"

"Why!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

The sound of weeping, like a long, tragic, dying melody, lingered above the ruins of Bailing City...

After a long moment... it was like the sound of sobbing stopped... "Hello... human..."

The woman slowly walked over again...

She said with the same kind voice...

He raised his head and looked at her...

The astonishment made him stop sobbing...

Those eyes, one was an ice-blue snow bead, the other was a burning eyeball, staring blankly at the woman.

They looked at each other, but could hardly utter a word.

Just looking at it like this...

I don't know how to answer...

This cold woman... this woman who caused all this... this woman who asked me so kindly...

It's like I forgot everything I did...

It was as if these things called "life" had nothing to do with her...

It's always like this...

"Why is your heart... so painful?"

She asked softly, the chill running through her body making his hair stand on end... the only remaining half of his flesh and blood body was shivering completely uncontrollably.

"I..." The words he wanted to say... were stuck in his throat... It seemed as if he couldn't say them at all... He could only let those eyes that could no longer be the same move slightly as he stared at those cold... yet so beautiful... pupils.

"You don't know..." Her voice was flat...that kind of intimacy turned out to be just like this, cold and strange.

As he listened, he suddenly raised his right fist that had been repaired by ice, and was about to hit her in the face in anger in just a moment.

[Pah--]

Like an ice rift breaking...

The arm of ice and blood fell to the ground.

She stood up slowly with cold eyes just like before, leaving behind only... this... miserable soul...

It’s…ridiculous…

This half-human, half-ghost creature named Li Jingyue suddenly went crazy again...

"Hahahahahaha!"

He smiled...

Just smiling...

Does your heart hurt? Li Jingyue...

Does anyone understand?

Pain, what does it matter?

"My name... is... um... they usually call me... Death..." A skeletal hand stretched out in front of him...

Li Jingyue looked at the black sickle and the skull with green eyes. The skull that called itself the god of death stretched out its hand from its robe and said to him jokingly: "It's an honor...you are favored by the devil...so...uh...you can have a long enough life to travel back and forth between the mortal world...before that...you need to sign a contract with me..."

Li Jingyue was confused...

Facing...

There are so many incomprehensible things happening one after another, it seems that there are already so many secrets in this world that people are unwilling to know...

These secrets...

If it wasn't for coincidence, it would never be shown to the world. If it did appear... it would be kept in the dark, making it the hardest to gain benefits...

"You may... not understand..." The skull touched his own white bones twice with his skull fingers, and even made a creaking sound.

“Let me tell you this… You don’t need to understand, you just need to know… You are now… under the command of the Demon King… You have some of the power of the Great Demon King of the First Day… Of course, the Great Demon King of the First Day is extremely free with his subordinates… You… can do whatever you want… Of course, you just need to agree… But… I still advise you to sign the contract. A contract is equivalent to registration… There is no harm in it…”

Even if this skull said a lot...

But it was still difficult for Li Jingyue to understand what was going on... It could only be said that in some cases... this skull didn't say anything substantial...

What demon king...

What god of death...

What a mess...

The skull stared at Li Jingyue, took out a piece of parchment and an exquisite quill pen, handed it to Li Jingyue, and gestured for him to sign.

"Are you some kind of monster?" Li Jingyue was a little confused... His tears hadn't dried yet, and facing such an emergency, he was almost dumb...

"I...actually, it's quite troublesome...Every time this little girl saves someone like this, I have to explain it to them...It's really troublesome..." The skull touched his head.

"You are... dead now... Is that clear?"

"..."

Li Jingyue looked at his own body. This broken body was repaired by ice crystals and was almost complete. The more he looked, the more he felt that the boundary between reality and unreality had disappeared. Now, if someone said that he was a wandering ghost... he would never agree...

However, the emotional fluctuations have begun to dissipate, and there is not even a little bit of... pain... or... when I think of someone's name... I just... know, understand, and know... without showing any emotion.

If time can heal all wounds, then Li Jingyue now seems to have lived alone for 10,000 years... The fluctuations of emotions... seem to be there and not there... and suddenly they are cut off...

"You don't believe it...that's nothing I can do. Just like all your predecessors, you also need time to adapt. It's not your fault." The skull shook his head aggrievedly.

The two green flames in the eye frames also shrank in grievance.

"Well... in the end it's still my fault... Being a referee is really exhausting... I also want to be neutral like everyone else... It's so hateful!" The skull rolled up the parchment and put it into his black robe.

“If you encounter any problems... you can try to find me... the way to find me... is to call me... for example... [Atgas]... it’s a bit difficult to pronounce for humans, but this is indeed my name, and my profession is the god of death…” The skull swung his hand, grabbed the sickle that had just stopped in the air, fixed it in a posture of accumulating strength, and instantly swung it out!
At that moment... thousands and thousands of green spots of light surged up along with the sickle. Those green spots of light were as transparent as glass balls, with faces of people flashing on them. Even in an instant, they flashed scenes of everything in the world. Everyone's experience was different, and the green spots of light were naturally different, but the only thing that was the same was everything that happened around Bailing City.

Each green dot has a fixed protagonist, who may be male or female, old or young.

Li Jingyue was still looking at these spots of light in confusion. Suddenly, he saw a spot of light flashing his own face. In that small green spot of light, there was a little self, taking a nap under a tree, with a hand touching his face, like a kiss.

Every scene flashed across my cheek...

That's not my memory...

But every scene has itself.

There is myself who talks back to the instructor during a lecture, there is myself who sneaks out, there is myself who practices in the water...

In every scene, in every view, I am always smiling at the owner of this little spot of light.

"I'm leaving... You can try to follow him... But... It's not easy... Because... Um... How to put it... You can only wish for good luck..." The skull shook his shoulders angrily and swung the sickle again. All the small green dots gathered around the sickle to form a green halo.

That little dot of light circled around Li Jingyue... and then left as if reluctantly...

Li Jingyue tilted his head... and looked at it all... in a daze.

Knowing that the skull that claimed to be the god of death had disappeared... Li Jingyue just stared at the sky in a daze.

Did I forget something...

What could it be?

my heart……

Can you tell me the answer?

Ah…

Because it is a duel between Longxugong and Yikong...so I wanted to write it better...so I kept revising it and it gave me a headache...

But I did write it...I don't think it's good enough, I'll revise it later...

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Hahahahaha

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