The Spirit World

Chapter 410 Backtracking
"Cough cough..."

"Does the god of death cough?"

"No... I'm just reminding you... You only have one chance. I won't lure you to become my successor like others have done. I'm just telling you that this is what you are about to face." In the pitch-black robe, the two green flames were two pairs of swaying and shaking eyes, and then there were the white bones.

Li Jingyue lowered his head and looked at his arm that had fallen to the ground.

Perhaps it was a blow of angry fist, a death episode of impotent rage.

But, it really existed in his mind, the person with arms wide open, perhaps always looking at him and muttering to himself.

That moment may be a distant eternity, so long.

He really wanted to hear what the handsome young man would say at that moment.

Tell him to run away?

Is it to say goodbye to him?

Still, it was just an unfinished word.

But I didn't hear it after all.

The violent explosion shook his ears, and the smoky white light swallowed everyone. He rolled, pulled, and even watched everything disappear on the land called Bailing City, as if he was dying.

Li Jingyue did not speak, nor did he understand whether he should continue listening, although this guy who called himself the God of Death still had a strong desire to speak.

His head was buzzing and he really didn't know what to say.

He looked at the strange woman who was walking quietly up the mountain. For a moment, the coldness from her body penetrated into Li Jingyue's heart, making him feel absolutely suffocated.

The feeling was heavy and deep, like entering the deep sea, with the water squeezing my chest and the trembling heart ringing clearly in my mind.

thump,
thump,
Tears and sea water together fill the mottled wounds.

"Now, Lanluo has chosen you. You now have enough time to find her heart and bring it back to her."

"Yes, I did give...Lan Luo such rights..." Xun Huangying listened to what Li Jingyue said, scratched his little head, and looked at Li Jingyue, who was as calm as water, with some doubts. His face was so vicissitudes.

"Honestly, are you special in front of Lan Luo... um... how should I put it..."

Heartbroken.

"Hmm..." Li Jingyue nodded without waiting for Xun Huangying to finish speaking.

“I only found out about this later.” Li Jingyue raised his head. The pair of eyes beneath his black robe were deep and without a smile.

Four days ago, it was so clear.

"Lan Luo...is it her?" Li Jingyue looked at the woman who had disappeared. In her direction was the first entrance to the entire Bailing Mountain. The shattered barrier reflected the light of glowing crystals like glass. At that moment, the light of beauty was radiant, but in his eyes, it became dim.

The moonless night is like a world descending into darkness, and all lights are trying to avoid such a woman.

"Lan Luo, the Great Demon King of the First Heaven, the Heartless Demon King, the Greedy Demon King, it doesn't matter even if you call her by her name, because she no longer cares what she is called. She is becoming more and more callous. People who have lost their hearts are so desireless... This is greedy, and all they want is for themselves." The God of Death seemed to sigh: "In fact, she didn't have to be like this, but a crane and a clam always have to compete for who is better..."

Although Li Jingyue didn't understand much, the Grim Reaper acted like an experienced person and stopped at the right time.

"I don't understand...why it was me..." Li Jingyue looked at his remaining hand. The severed hand had no feeling, no sense of pain. Even the remaining left hand was no longer as sensitive.

"I don't understand either. But, do you feel like you're missing something now? Not physically, but mentally..." The Grim Reaper did not question, but held his scythe and scepter, floating in the air with some relaxation, feeling somewhat comfortable.

"Heart...on..." Li Jingyue subconsciously touched his chest. There might be nothing there, or it might be empty, or maybe it was just a beating organ.

"The same kind... Lanluo... I like the same kind..." Death said softly.

"You have no heart either!" Xun Huangying yelled, almost shocking Xiao Lan who was lying on his head again and listening carefully.

"You met the gods! No, no, no, you met those bastards!" Xun Huangying put his hands on his waist angrily, his hair stood on end, and then calmed down. The moonlight from such a big moon was as bright as jade, shining on the face of this young man, he could only look pale.

"He may not necessarily be a god. He could also be a lackey of God... isn't that right?" Lu Xinzhai reminded from the side.

"You can't find the heart! You've been deceived by Lanluo's God of Death!" Xun Huangying looked at the man with a face full of stubble.

His eyes seemed to have stubble too, so cloudy, even like the suddenly clear water surface, churning and turning everything in his eyes upside down.

"When you find Lanluo's heart, you will be free." The mottled green eyes of the god of death flickered, and the flames swayed in the wind like seedlings.

"You can now summon your soul to see if there is any difference. The task of the substitute god of death is no different from that of the god of death. You use chains to bring the wandering ghosts to hell. If necessary, drag those who are extremely evil into the eighteen levels of hell, where they will never be able to reincarnate."

"What...is a sin?" Li Jingyue raised his head and looked at the skull. Although he had heard his mentor talk about the world of the dead, he seemed not to have listened to it.

"Sin... is not a sin in the human world." The god of death seemed to laugh softly: "Sin is a strict hierarchy of sins. As long as you think it is a sin, it is a sin. You are the god of death now. Although you cannot interfere with the living, you can treat the dead however you want. This is a sin."

The Grim Reaper touched his bony hands, let go of the sickle and scepter, and clenched them together, like a child catching a butterfly, looking at his slowly opening palms with excitement.

That is, a ball of blue flame...

The flame of life... is cold... turbid.

[You old man! Go to hell! Die quickly when you are old! You can’t do anything! And you eat so much! Die soon! ]

[Unfilial son! Cough cough cough! Ungrateful wolf! Cough cough cough! I shouldn’t have thrown you to the ground to death!]

[Hmph! Old man! There's no point in saying anything now, get out of this house! I can't even support myself, and I have to serve you like a tribute to the emperor! Die! ]

[Beast! Beast! Ah!]

"Niu... Er... his father..." Li Jingyue looked at everything in the flames. The hoarse cries of pain would make anyone tremble.

Li Jingyue touched his chest, he also noticed something strange, he was heartless, if it were normal, he would not be able to say the word "beast" directly.

"Lan Luo's actions have no emotional basis at all. She has no heart..." Xun Huangying looked at the position of Li Jingyue's heart, very unhappy, frowning: "If she is in Talon now, then she must have opened a portal. If those gods are involved, the whole thing will be a hundred times more complicated. They have no other purpose, their purpose is to prevent me from finding them! Damn it! I really want to! Beat them up!"

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave. There are still enough things for me to do in the area I'm responsible for..." Li Jingyue wanted to leave, but Xun Huangying spoke, so he had to sit down again.

During these four days, he accepted everything and listened to the Grim Reaper who followed Lanluo talk about everything that might exist.

Maybe, it's all a dream.

So... ugly...

In this world, in such a distant and great matter, there are so many things that ordinary people cannot know. Those people who are rushing around for life...

Those young men who are full of vigor and ambition and want to make a name for themselves in the world...

What can stop for just one minute...

Think about why you live.

"Is Chen Lin seriously injured?"

“It has recovered…”

"That's good... What about Chang Yufeng? Where is he now?"

"The replica is currently training in the back hills of Bailing Mountain. If you are referring to the other Chang Yufeng, then I don't know..."

"How is this possible? Why do you know Chen Lin but not Chang Yufeng? A replica? What the hell?"

Xunhuangying is like a little kid, with fluctuating emotions and not enough style.

"This matter itself is very complicated, I don't know the whole story..." Li Jingyue turned around: "I hope I can help you..."

"Fuck!" Xun Huangying cursed.

His eyes began to become calm, and the tiny vortex began to collapse. The vortex that was originally a vortex of rocks instantly turned into flying dust.

Li Jingyue stopped and said nothing, waiting quietly.

"Lord Xunhuangying, there is actually one thing I don't understand... Why is this substitute Grim Reaper so obedient?" Xiao Lan rolled her long hair with her hands, she lay on Xunhuangying's head, and asked with some comfort.

There are many question marks in her little head.

Although she herself is surrounded by big question marks.

"Because my status is higher than that of the God of Death, I think the leader of the God of Death will not be affected by the Star-Splitting World... probably..." Xun Huangying looked back at Lu Xinzhai. Lu Xinzhai's contemplation made him very distressed: "What should I do? This is the first time I feel that... I can't beat them..."

"No... there are still many details that I don't understand... Li Jingyue, please continue to talk about Chen Lin..." Lu Xinzhai followed the Grim Reaper.

"Okay..." Li Jingyue looked at Lu Xinzhai. The moonlight turned dim and even disappeared, turning into black dust.

"Yi! Long! Zhi!" The woman's roar came from the darkness. Li Jingyue stopped climbing the mountain and looked at the windless foot of the mountain. Suddenly, he felt that the wind was much stronger. Those cold blue flowers seemed to bend the entire cold air and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Li Jingyue looked at all this familiarity.

Those familiar pavilions and towers that have collapsed, perhaps, there once was a young man in white smiling at us.

His smile should be peaceful...

What's his name?

I forgot...

What did you forget?

He looked at his whole body, the broken arm that had turned into green flames, and the palm that was covered in scars and even bleeding red. They all seemed so familiar, yet so strange.

【boom! 】

Because it was so close, the vibration made the ice-blue flower and itself tremble.

A black man was in a deep pit, coughing violently and spitting out thick black blood. He was trying to repair his body. A faint black light flickered in the fragments of the glowing crystal on the ground. On his chest, a hole that was neither big nor small was gushing out red blood. The repair process there was very slow, and it was even an illusion of drops. The black flames were like a furious black fire snake wrapped around his body, roaring and rising!

His eyes were so terrifying as he looked at the woman in ice-blue standing sideways in the dark sky.

Her name.

His name is Lanluo.

It was she who made herself the substitute Grim Reaper.

Perhaps, it is just like this... That cold, rustling woman, her ice-blue dress swaying gently, her snow-white hair floating in the air, like a life showing off. In the ice-blue circle of light, the white snow is quietly falling.

Bailing Mountain, just Bailing Mountain, it’s snowing…

Li Jingyue cannot touch the snow in the human world.

"I watched that woman appear. She was dressed in a gorgeous red dress... She was kinder than any woman I had ever seen. I could even feel... her calmness... She wanted to help the person in the pit, but the man behind her who looked exactly like the man in the pit attacked her." Li Jingyue looked at Xun Huangying as if he was looking at two identical individuals.

They have the same eyes, and they carry the same beauty of the world.

"I'm sorry, Chen Lin... you know... a lot of times, things have two sides... for example, I may be a desperado one moment, and then... I can be a hero of justice the next moment! You know... people... who doesn't want to... live a better life?" The man looked at the shocked woman sinisterly, his red clothes, matched with red blood flowing from his waist.

The black snake on the purple dagger was like a nightmare wrapped around her whole body!

"What a pity! I really want you to be my wife. You're so beautiful. But, isn't there a saying that goes, 'If the old doesn't go, the new won't come...'"

The man grabbed the dagger and stabbed the girl again. Maybe it was the first time for the girl to endure such a horrific attack, and she fell on the stairs!

"Give it to me! Die!"

Li Jingyue didn't know what kind of deep hatred they had, he could only watch.

The person in the deep pit held the spinning ice-blue sword tightly with both hands to prevent it from attacking his heart.

Can a person live without a heart?
He touched his chest until everything became calm.

"You will pay for this, mortal!"

This is a voice ringing in my mind. It has no direction and I don't know where it comes from.

When a golden wing fluttered in front of Li Jingyue, he saw this scene.

Perhaps she was an angel on earth. Her red dress had turned into white armor. She had a stern look in her eyes, which was definitely not the look of the woman just now. Her long golden wings were as sharp as blades, and the long sword condensed by light was like thunder judging the four directions.

Boom, thunder strikes!
Turn this golden figure into shining white light!

The angry thunder shook the golden feathers!

Transformed into a terrifying slash in all directions!
(End of this chapter)