Interstellar journey to another world

Mo Ci closed his eyes in despair, and used up his last bit of strength to try again. The remaining spiritual power poured out and he used the water control spell again. A faint buoyancy lifted him up slowly.

Too far, too far...

It's so close, yet I have the illusion that it's far away!

so tired!

so tired!

He opened his eyes and slowly closed them, a series of bubbles appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his consciousness became dizzy.

Crash————

A figure came quickly to the bottom of the water like a swimming fish.

It was dark in the water and he couldn't see anything, but he seemed to sense something and rushed towards that direction.

Every cell and every mental fiber of his body was conveying this one thought to him: Faster, faster, faster!

The active spiritual thread seemed to be pulled, extending, winding, and wrapping in the direction of Mo Ci——

found it!

Yan Luo was delighted and hugged Mo Ci, but was surprised to find that he was not wearing any diving equipment.

With the help of the light from the computer, Yan Luo clearly saw that Mo Ci's eyes were closed and he seemed to have fallen into a coma.

Yan Luo's heart sank suddenly. He reached out and stroked his cheek. A human skin mask fell with the water, revealing his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Luo pulled out the diving respirator from his mouth and hurriedly stuffed it into Mo Ci's mouth. Then he held him tightly in his arms, as if holding a lost treasure, and swam quickly upwards.

As the oxygen took in, his originally drowsy head gradually regained clarity. Without opening his eyes, Mo Ci could feel the safety message this person brought to him. His mental threads were unusually lively and active, clearly and accurately entwining the mental threads wrapped around his body.

Familiar and reassuring!

"Yan Luo!!" he called out in his heart.

Yan Luo seemed to have sensed the information conveyed by his mental fluctuations, and his worried brows relaxed a little, but the speed of his expression was not slow.

The light and shadows refracted dimly into the water and gradually regained their brightness.

Mo Ci had already recovered his breath and slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was indeed that familiar handsome face. His eyes were clear and bright, but mixed with various emotions: worry, fear, panic, joy, and recovery...

In the end, it turned into a deep friendship that wrapped him tightly, making people's hearts tremble.

Wow————

The two men rushed out of the water.

Mo Ci leaned weakly on Yan Luo, and was held tightly by him as he swam towards the shore.

"Cough cough" Mo Ci spit out the respirator, coughed several times in succession, and said softly: "Yan Luo."

"Yeah, I'm here!"

The voice was gentle, but with an imperceptible tremor, it was a regret that was extremely fearful.

It was almost, almost, I would lose him forever!

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Luo couldn't help but hug him a little tighter.

Crash——

Crash——

The waves are sparkling and the breeze is gentle.

Yan Luo held him in one hand and used the other hand to slice through the water with great difficulty. The waves were surging and rippled far, far away.

"Why are you here?" Mo Ci cleared his throat, his voice gentle and melodious.

Under the cold water, a pair of strong arms hugged me tightly, warm and reliable. I haven't felt that kind of feeling of being protected by someone wholeheartedly for a long time.

Somehow, Mo Ci felt that the arm was extremely hot, and the tips of his ears slowly turned a thin layer of red. A hidden emotion fermented and rippled in his heart.

He frowned, took a deep breath, and suppressed the emotion.

Yan Luo pursed his lips, his expression a little gloomy: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Mo Ci was silent for a moment: "I don't want you to be in danger."

Yan Luo was a little angry: "Then let yourself fall into a desperate situation, a dangerous place?"

Mo Ci was speechless for a long time before he replied: "They fell into the hands of pirates because of me. I...can't just ignore it."

"Care? How can I care? One life for two lives? Their lives are lives, but yours are not? If we hadn't arrived in time, would you..." Yan Luo didn't say the rest of the words. Just thinking about the consequence made him feel so sad that he felt suffocated.

Mo Ci didn't say anything. His plan was very thoughtful and detailed. Unfortunately, there was always a loophole and there were still some unexpected things that he couldn't calculate.

I almost died at the bottom of the lake.

The moment he sank to the bottom of the lake and was approaching death, it was impossible for him to say that he was not afraid, but for some reason he did not want to answer Yan Luo's question and did not want to recall that feeling again.

Really, it’s so painful!

The feeling of being strangled by the neck of death again makes people feel deeply suffocated and desperate!

Yan Luo didn't want to continue this topic as it brought back his fearful memories. Mo Ci's stiff body said it all; he was afraid and trembling.

Yan Luo sighed deeply and asked another question: "You just said that they were arrested because of you. What does this have to do with you?"

Mo Ci was conflicted for a moment, then he turned around and saw Yan Luo's bright eyes full of worry. Suddenly, he felt relieved, and the shackles of confinement were quietly opened. He suddenly didn't want to hide anything anymore.

He had too many secrets that had been weighing on his heart for too long, and he suddenly had the urge to talk. Or perhaps, it was because this person was Yan Luo, someone he could trust wholeheartedly, that gave him the courage to let it all out.

"Ah."

"why?"

Mo Ci did not answer directly, but turned on the light brain and switched to a page. His conversation with Da Ge was clearly displayed in front of Yan Luo.

In the tone of Master Xingyue!

"Master, please help me."

"Master, my brother has fallen into the hands of pirates. They are threatening me to hand over all your information, otherwise they will kill him."

"Master, I only have this one brother, please save him!"

"Master, you don't have to take risks. As long as you can lend me some Horcruxes, I will repay you in my life. If I..."

......

Each paragraph of text is like a man who has been forced into a desperate situation and is grabbing at the last straw. The humility and pleading in the text are extremely moving.

In addition to the call for help, the cause and effect of the matter were also explained clearly. It turned out that it was all because of the pirate's momentary greed that he set his sights on the Horcrux Master.

By the time Yan Luo finished reading, their feet had already stepped on the solid sand, and the waves on the lake only reached their chests.

Mo Ci took a step back, leaving Yan Luo's embrace, and said seriously: "I am Xingyue, and Xingyue is me. Do you think it has anything to do with me?"

Yan Luo stared at him in a daze, without moving or saying a word.

He recalled in his mind all the details of their meeting and acquaintance. It seemed that there were already traces of everything, but he just chose to ignore it.

Memories flowed by like running water, and the last scene was quietly frozen on the little panda he treasured in the space ring. It was naive and adorable, just like the person in front of him.