Douluo Dalu: Reborn Great Sage Conquering Demons, Nuo Dance to Calm the Demons

Chapter 10 If You Are Trapped in a Windless Place
"you……"

Before Ghost Douluo could finish his words, a wind blade came whistling and directly cut off his neck.

All of a sudden.

The gushing blood dyed the sky red, and Ghost Douluo's head rolled to the side.

Xiao took a deep breath, feeling the smell of blood coming towards him, and he actually enjoyed it.

"kill!"

Xiao suddenly turned his head and looked far into the shallow sea in the distance.

In a trance, he couldn't find Ju Douluo's figure.

"Escaped?"

Xiao didn't care and just walked towards the village step by step. The panicked villagers in the village had now become Xiao's hunting targets.

"boom--!"

Xiao stomped his feet suddenly, and a raging gale swept out, directly overturning the houses and huts of the villagers.

For a moment, all the villagers had nowhere to hide and were all exposed to Xiao's hunting range.

Xiao raised his sharp claws high and was about to tear the villagers to pieces with a wave of his hand.

Just now.

It was that small figure again, standing in front of Xiao.

"no, do not want!"

Qiqi opened her arms and resolutely blocked Xiao's attack.

"They... are not bad people. It was the village chief... the village chief grandpa... who saved Qiqi. It was also the villagers... who found... Big Brother in the mountains!"

Qiqi tried her best to persuade Xiao to stop.

However, at this moment, Xiao was like a wild beast that had lost its mind and no longer remembered what was right or wrong.

"Go away!"

Xiao shouted coldly, his hoarse voice was creepy.

Qiqi was unmoved when she heard this.

See this.

Without any hesitation, Xiao raised his sharp claws and swung them towards Qiqi who was approaching.

suddenly!

Just as the arm was about to swing down.

Xiao bared his fangs and bit his arm hard.

A cluster of blood splashed out, staining half of Qiqi's cheek red.

At this moment, Xiao fell to his knees in extreme pain. His chaotic scarlet pupils suddenly turned into a clear golden color.

"No... absolutely not..."

In the blink of an eye.

Xiao's eyes turned a chaotic red color once again.

"How long are you going to struggle?!"

The voice was as hoarse as the howling of a ghost. He looked at his own claws and shouted angrily:
"You useless piece of shit! Can't you just sleep peacefully? Why... why do you keep trying to stop me?!"

At this time, in Xiao’s sea of ​​consciousness.

He had fallen into the abyss and was about to give up his own "self" consciousness, but he began to struggle desperately.

Although he was stuck in the mud, covered in filth, and had even given up on himself, Xiao's "self" consciousness still held on to his "karma" consciousness, preventing him from taking the next step.

"You good-for-nothing loser, why don't you just die?!"

The consciousness of "karma" went crazy, biting and gnawing at the "self" fiercely.

The "self" was pushed into the abyss again and again, but stood up stubbornly again and again.

"Why? Why on earth?!"

"The world has rejected us, and the gods have abandoned us!"

"I have fought to the last breath in the Stone Abyss. What else do you want? What else do you want from me?!"

"My anger can only be appeased if I kill all those who hurt me, abused me, and trampled on me!!"

The 'Karma' howled and pushed the 'Self' hard again, throwing it into the abyss of filth.

"Don't stop me!"

Suffocation, despair, fear, darkness, countless thoughts, bit by bit eroded the will of the "self".

however.

one more time.

The 'self' once again stood up stubbornly, even though its body was shaky, even though it was exhausted; even though it was covered in filth, even though God didn't care...

"I can never let you hurt anyone in Liyue!"

Trying his best, the 'self' punched the 'karma' hard and knocked it to the ground.

And in the real world.

Xiao's "self" briefly took control of the body.

"He Puyuan, come -!"

Taking advantage of the brief moment of clarity, Xiao raised his right hand high.

A jade spear that was completely green suddenly appeared in Xiao's hand.

"You are right. For Liyue, I have fought until the last moment of my life..."

"Now, it's time to fulfill the contract with the 'Emperor'."

"The guardian yaksha walks in the wilderness in this life, killing to protect the way!"

"Now……"

"I will kill the last evil creature!"

There was no hesitation.

Xiao swung the spear, twisted the tip, and pierced his own chest.

The splattering blood dyed the sky red and soaked the ground beneath our feet.

The "karma" in the sea of ​​consciousness looked terrified and helpless, and let out an unwilling howl:

"Do not--!"

"Why?!"

"Who should I resolve this hatred with?!"

Xiao closed his eyes, his expression calm and peaceful.

"I have walked the earth for three thousand seven hundred years. All hatreds may as well return to dust at this moment."

“Although this life is full of regrets, I have no regrets.”

"..."

At this moment, Xiao felt unprecedented comfort and joy.

Suddenly, four familiar figures appeared before my eyes.

"Jin Peng, how are you?"

"Hi, Jinpeng!"

"Jin Peng, do you still remember me?"

"..."

Xiao stretched out his hand, trying desperately to grab the people in front of him.

"Brother Fushe, Sister Fanan, Mi Nu, Ying Da..."

"Finally, we meet again."

"It's great to see you guys!"

suddenly.

The figures of the four people in front of him began to float and change. In the end, a young man wearing a green windbreaker and playing a seven-stringed harp came towards him.

The boy had a delicate face, a bit childish. His dark blue eyes were like the purest breeze in the world. The breeze blew gently, ruffling his sleeves and the braids hanging down from his temples.

However, he was emitting a faint smell of alcohol. Perhaps he was half drunk, and he staggered as if he would fall down in the next step.

Even so, his fingertips were like fluttering butterflies, playing ethereal and graceful music.

The music sounds like the gurgling of water, carrying with it a cool and refreshing breeze, blowing towards you.

A breeze blew by, blowing away the willow catkins and the haze of death. The filthy sea of ​​consciousness, which looked like a dead zone, was also filled with breezes.

As Xiao imprisoned himself in a prison drawn on the ground, he could hear the sound of wind in his ears.

In a trance.

In Xiao's mind, he recalled the oath:

If you are trapped in a windless place, I will play the song of the sky for you.

"Oops!"

The boy's slightly lazy and childish voice sounded softly in Xiao's ears.

"I seem to be a little late."

"But it doesn't matter, we should be able to catch up."

"Hey!"

"That old man would probably be sad to see you like this."

"But since he entrusted you to me, I will take good care of you!"

(End of this chapter)