The Spirit World

Chapter 582 Ming

Chang Yufeng stood up unsteadily. His heart that was unwilling to die made him silent. Like a dead body, he slowly stood up. His eyes that had been blinded by the burns were scarlet and bright.

However, he had already known that such a thing would happen, so he remained calm... like a stunned wooden chicken.

It is inevitable that he is not dead.

Chang Yufeng watched his vision slowly recover. In his eyes, the man who was still going crazy was nothing more than a meaningless body.

Although it is crazy, there is no life.

He climbed up in silence. The slope was dripping with his own blood. The pigeon blood had turned shiny black and was no longer hot.

He could vaguely see his own hands. The hands that should have been clean were now covered with barbs and a few bruises. His face was scarred, swollen and... unusually calm.

Every time a memory emerged, he would be surprised. Was it him who did those things?

Be it right or wrong.

The reason?
Is human birth just the physiological behavior of parents? This pure desire and the product of human reproduction create one world after another created by human beings themselves.

Does the support of all human emotions really exist? Life that is so fragile in the face of external forces is just a speck of dust in the ocean of time. Yearning for the past life and longing for the next life.

Such a tiny hundred years...

Life is so short...

But I have to foolishly seek the meaning of life in this world...

Don’t you feel tired?

Human life cannot be separated from the secular world.

If you don't seek fame or gain, and don't want to be dragged down by the secular world... then you should live in seclusion... But can your body handle it...

Can you resist the instinctive desire of your body?

Such a statement is too superficial... Because no matter how you look into it, it is all... living your life in a struggle with your own overly strong desires... Do not be happy with things, do not be sad with yourself, do not be sad for no reason, do not be invaded by desires. The way of the world is the long journey of life, and what you see in every landscape is the true meaning of life.

But in the eyes of others, your life is too mediocre.

Chang Yufeng's body began to heal quickly. Although his clothes were torn and there were some bruises on his abdomen, they were just minor scratches. His skin became more and more white as snow. The light spots began to follow him closely, following him to the stone road of the tree-lined path. The shades of the trees on both sides began to split into fragmented and slightly complete vermilion sky at dusk. He walked step by step, and the gloomy wind passed by him, dyeing his hair white, and then it became normal again. He walked through the vermilion territory, and his hair became as red as blood.

Gorman's roar continued. Chang Yufeng, like a skeleton with a broken neck, slowly raised his head. His neck made a crackling sound of bones, and his red eyes looked indifferently at the mad monster.

"Ah..." He sighed deeply: "Poor..."

He walked over solemnly. The mad demon met a living creature again. His anger grew even greater, and he rushed over shouting and killing.

Chang Yufeng looked at him coming and slowly turned around. The gloomy wind became stronger and stronger. A black scabbard gently fastened the button of his trousers at his waist, and a black long sword took shape beside him.

The sword was three feet and three centimeters long, with purple blade patterns dotted with black reverse patterns, and along the reverse edge was a black hexagonal gem inlaid in the front part of the hilt.

The sword was ordinary and without any murderous aura. It spun in the air and slowly went back into the sheath, making a hissing sound.

He swung his arms, the red sky dropped, and the white hair was revealed.

"Such a world..."

Chang Yufeng's calm eyes looked towards the tree-lined path ahead. The road ahead seemed closed because of the sunset and seemed so dim.

【Puff——】

There was a flash of knife, and Gorman's furious voice was choked in an instant. The demon's body quickly turned into flying smoke, leaving no trace. On the tree-lined path, there was only Chang Yufeng's blood.

But the blood soon dried up, and along with the black blood of pigeons, it was blown away by the wind.

"?"

Chang Yufeng lowered his head again, looking at the dark stone slab under his feet...

It was getting dark and night was falling.

Chang Yufeng walked alone on the tree-lined path. The stone road made a dull gurgling sound, which was the collision of the cracks in the stone slabs. The cold night dew alternated between the leaves and splashed on Chang Yufeng's face. After the collision of cold objects, the cold things quickly dissipated.

Do trees have fragrance?

The fragrance of the flowers in the forest is sweet...

The street lights in Fran slowly turned on. In the team of merchants, the horses and lizard dragons were snoring after a day of hard work... Two pedestrians shouted and the people on the street hurried home. The sweat on their bodies, the strange perfume, and the slight stench of the garbage discarded on the street were so clear that they reached his nose.

He looked at the shadows hurrying home under the street lights, but he could only watch them go home. In the criss-crossing streets of Fran, red signboards were lit, and the aroma of wine and barbecue filled the air for several blocks.

The streetlight at 202 Charles Street was bright, with a few moths dangling on it. Wherever they flew past, their shadows became dim. The fleeting flight and spin appeared. A woman who was returning home in a hurry took off her magic robe in front of the door. Her beautiful blue eyes looked at the dim lights in the house with some hesitation.

Looking at the apple tree in front of the door again, there was no light coming from the window where the branches of the apple tree spread out.

"Dear Elizabeth! I'm back!" Erica called softly, but there was no response.

"Brother! I'm back!" Erica knocked on the door heavily.

Still no response. Her hand holding the door handle slowly emitted a blue glow, which disappeared in an instant.

Then she turned to the window and took the key that was lying there.

The keychain made a slight sound, and a blue light was transmitted from Erica's hand to the key. Erica's eyes were solemn, and she suppressed her happiness of returning home and gently opened the door.

She turned on the light and saw the messy living room, then walked towards the bedroom, where there were red bloodstains... and looked at the bathroom, but only here was there no movement.

"Elizabeth..." Erica suddenly threw away her magic robe, put on a black casual dress and ran downstairs.

"Little girl... where do you want to go?" A figure slowly appeared behind Erica. Erica was about to go downstairs, but she could only turn around quickly. The man walked towards her and pulled out a long knife from his waist. The knife flashed, and Erica frowned and slowly backed away.

"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Erica quickly leaned against the entrance of the stairs, unable to retreat.

"I think you should understand... so there's no need for me to explain it to you~" The figure came out from the shadows. He was wearing a simple swordsman outfit. He licked his sword with his tongue and looked at Erica, who was a little scared, as if he was playing with her. At this time, he became even more excited: "Your useless brother must have gone to see the God of Light a long time ago... Why don't you..."

Swish!
With one slash of the knife, the man, with a ferocious look on his face, slashed at Erica and laughed loudly: "Go and be buried with him! Hahahahahahahahaha... I like it the most..."

Erica dodged immediately when she saw the knife coming down, and then jumped down the stairs. She saw some dishes that had been smashed floating up quickly with the blue light on Erica's body to attract her. Erica quickly tapped on them, jumped down the stairs in three steps, and ran towards the door. The swordsman took a step up the stairs, and then jumped down again, chasing after her. His running posture was extremely fast, without any drag, and he caught up with Erica who jumped out first in three steps.

Erica threw the magic wand from her sleeve and held it in her hand, using it as a sword to fiercely block the swordsman's attack again.

But the swordsman's mouth stretched open, and he laughed shrilly again.

"Hahaha! Kill you, kill you! Kill you!" The swordsman shouted this sentence almost madly. In his excitement, the blood in his eyes began to cover the white pupils.

"Bang——"

Erica's magic wand collided with the swordsman's sword, and an intense light was emitted, like exploding fireworks, which dissipated in an instant.

This made the swordsman even more excited, and the shrill sound became more and more piercing to his ears, causing Erica to let out a click of the tongue, and let the force of the long sword slip out of her wand. She quickly stepped back, stumbled, held onto the wall with her hands, and rushed out the door.

[The Encirclement Curse! Broken!] Erica turned around and hit her wand. A blue light instantly shone from the tip of the wand, closing the door and the lock. The blue light filled the lock, which was the Encirclement Curse.

The long sword slashed mercilessly, but it was as solid as cutting a wall, and it did not move at all. Only the ripples of the spell could be seen gently, not affected by the sharpness of the long sword at all.

Who? An assassin? Or...

elder brother……

Kraft...

Elizabeth...

Erica ran out without stopping. She turned the corner and quickly slipped into the dark shadows. She took a breath and quickly calmed herself down.

"What should I do now..." Erica looked at the wand in her hand, quickly flicked her middle finger into her sleeve, stood up quickly, looked at this dark corner, and quickly dodged towards the crowd where the sound of drinking could be heard.

She straightened her clothes, and the corner of her coarse skirt flashed. From the sky, a drop of water fell on Erica's forehead. Erica looked up at the sky seriously, but only saw raindrops falling. She quickly walked out of the shadow and came to the small shop on the corner.

People were laughing and talking, drinking and clinking glasses. Erica walked past them and slowly came to a small empty space. She put down the single rubber band headband on her ponytail, stretched it out and put it around her wrist.

She let her hair down, lowered her head slightly, gritted her teeth, and stared at the residue on the table that had not been cleaned up yet.

"Would you like to order anything?" The waiter came over as if to take an order. Erica completely loosened her curly hair, then used a small hairpin in her pocket to clip the front of her hair horizontally to the side and pulled it down as if it had been straightened.

Only at this time did she respond to the waiter's words.

She lowered her voice and said, "A glass of rum. A small glass. How much?"

"Three silver and fifty bronze."

"Have a drink."

"alright, please wait."

After the waiter left, Erica slowly raised her head and looked at the people around her who were drinking and having fun. She raised her head slightly and slowly glanced at them. Although some of them looked at her, it was just the attention of a girl drinking, not the threatening look.

When the rum was served, Erica slowly took out four silver coins from the pocket of her skirt, and the waiter quickly took out a fifty-copper coin and handed it to Erica.

At the end, the waiter had not left yet and asked Erica if she wanted some snacks, but Erica gently declined.

At least places with a lot of people should be safer...

As she thought this, she looked at other places where people might be observing this place. After confirming that there was no one there, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to drink and raise the glass to her neck, a person slowly sat down next to her. The pair of black eyes were so familiar that she wanted to stand up immediately.

Chang Yufeng grabbed her wrist and pressed her down on the seat.

"We... Kraft and Elizabeth..."

Erica looked at Chang Yufeng's white hair without any surprise. She just looked at the red wine in the glass under the light with some sadness.

"I will go to rescue you...you don't have to worry..." Chang Yufeng used his hand to push the glass of wine up from the bottom of the glass, and the rum glass slipped out of Erica's hand and fell into Chang Yufeng's hand.

After shaking it, the spilled wine fell into the cup in the air. Chang Yufeng held it on the table and put his hand on the table.

"They used demon blood... that is a magical drug that can turn people into demons, increasing their magic power or physical strength depending on the individual."

Chang Yufeng looked at the people around him and slowly turned his hand over: "If this matter is involved, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire principality and even the entire spiritual world. We must be careful. They didn't hesitate to send people who took the drug to assassinate us... They must be thinking of doing something bad to the princess."

A small barrier surrounded Chang Yufeng and Erica. Chang Yufeng's eyes did not show any fluctuations, but Erica's suspicion and surprise were indeed visible.

She didn't know that the long-knife assassin would turn into a demon. When she heard Chang Yufeng mention the devil's blood, she suddenly felt really scared and was glad that she escaped quickly.

Magicians generally don't have the possibility of engaging in close combat with others, and using the wand to block the knife is already the limit. He didn't fight back because she also felt that the man was not right.

"Devil's blood..." Erica looked at the wine in the glass, then looked at Chang Yufeng, who was covered in blood and seemed to have not had time to wipe it clean. The terrible bloodstains on his lower abdomen and the tattered clothes made him look less relaxed than he appeared.

"go home."

Chang Yufeng stood up, Erica stood up, and the barrier broke instantly. The departure of a pair of siblings whose appearance had never appeared before did not seem to attract anyone's attention at all.

"There is an assassin in my house who is trying to kill me..." Erica explained the situation and walked quickly behind Chang Yufeng, looking to other places from time to time, searching for any signs of ambush.

"He looks weird."

"That's low-level demon blood."

"How could...why would you do this?"

Chang Yufeng looked around and walked slowly on the street. The street lights gradually dimmed and the shadows engulfed the two people.

"Even if this doesn't kill people, it will turn them into demons. It's a very bad idea."

"Why would they resort to such a desperate measure?" Erica watched Chang Yufeng emerge from the shadows and walk towards the beam of another street lamp. She followed him without hesitation.

They were heading home.

Even in a city as huge as Fulan, the capital of the Principality, such a thing could happen. Others might be enjoying themselves, but at this moment, the two siblings could only take the long view.

(End of this chapter)