Help, I've become a paper man

Under His gaze, the monsters' bodies trembled slightly. Not long ago, they seemed to be sealed, but at this moment, this gaze seemed to have substance. Wherever it swept, the ice began to disintegrate, the stagnant picture changed, and they began to recover.

In just a few seconds, the little monsters quickly thawed and were able to lift their feet and move forward again. However, their condition had not yet fully recovered. Faced with this behavior that required coordination, they were still a little shaky and deviated towards each other at random.

Before they reached Song Yi, their shoulders collided with each other while they were moving. The already messy balance became even more difficult to control at this moment. When the first one fell down and dragged the monster beside it with it, the situation became delicate.

They collapsed in an instant. At this point, it was extremely difficult to stand up again, and the road ahead was also blocked.

The original doomsday atmosphere seemed to be dispelled at this moment. Song Yiguang saw it and breathed a sigh of relief. But the next second, the little monster, who was struggling in vain, changed its normal behavior and no longer tried to stand up. Instead, it opened its mouth again and bit the nearest one of its kind.

The next scene was even more chaotic. They began to bite each other. In an instant, a crisp sound was heard. It was the confrontation between fangs and scales. The wet liquid wet the ground, staining the color of the soil, which was a darker color than usual.

Song Yi took a light breath. He was a little surprised by the continuous changes. The surprising thing always happened in the next second. His hand loosened and Yan Changyue withdrew her hand at this time.

He turned his head and saw a smiling face. As they looked at each other, Yan Changyue said in a calm tone:

"Not enough time."

Song Yi asked: "What?"

The trance in his voice was stronger than the doubt, and his fingers were still opening and closing, as if he was unconsciously clenching them, looking for a familiar touch.

But Yan Changyue still shook her head, and the gentleness in her eyes faded, leaving only the serious look, which even seemed a little cold.

"I remember, before this, I mentioned, 'I'll be more focused once the work starts,' and you just need to take care of yourself," Yan Changyue said.

The voice was still calm and pleasant, but in this situation, it didn't sound so wonderful to Song Yi's ears.

His hand stopped and hovered in the air. He did not take the next step and did not say anything else. He just stared at Yan Changyue, as if he wanted to find something else from the other's face.

Yan Changyue ignored him, but turned her head and looked into the distance.

The fight between the little monsters came to an end, and gradually the winners stood up. The sky as the background changed again, and the eyeball drooped a little. Now its connection with the rift was maintained by a red rope, just like the human umbilical cord, connecting the mother and the child.

When this thought came to mind, Song Yi felt a shudder, and the fear ran up his spine. In the midst of the horror, he felt a slightly cool touch on his head, as if a pair of hands had fallen from the air, with fingertips pressing on his head, as if they were going to drill into his brain...

"Song Yi." Yan Changyue's voice sounded, her tone was heavier than before, almost like a scolding, but it still did not wake him up.

It could even be said that he did not hear the sound at all. A shrill laugh first appeared in his ears, and the tail tone turned into crying, and then mixed with a whisper, as if someone took this opportunity to say something to him.

Unfortunately, he found it difficult to concentrate under the attack of sounds. He didn't hear a single word clearly before he became dizzy and naturally ignored Yan Changyue.

So much so that I couldn't see clearly the other person's frown and rare fierce expression.

Fortunately, in the next second, another laugh sounded, blending in directly, instantly covering the former, while also penetrating into his sea of ​​consciousness, fishing out his thoughts, and rudely waking him up.

Although it had no physical body, Song Yi still staggered, as if someone grabbed his neck from behind and dragged him backwards with force, making him almost unable to breathe. Fortunately, in the next second, there was a force coming from behind, which made him cough, but he was able to barely exhale.

"That guy!" Song Yi shouted, taking a breath and rubbing his chest. He was still conscious and couldn't figure out the culprit for a while.

Is it a card? Or a cufflink? Or...it can't be Yan Changyue anyway.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he simply reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist, turned around and was about to leave, ready to drag the person away. However, he only took the first step. As soon as Song Yi turned around, he was grabbed by Yan Changyue.

A moist touch was felt.

After this battle, marks have been left on the leather from Yan Changyue's gloves and from the monsters. The dry marks will fall off, while the wet marks will remain in the gaps. The touch is not pleasant, and even a little disgusting.

But he couldn't care less at this moment, and started to work with his mouth. When he turned his head to look at Yan Changyue, he said again:

"It's time for us to leave."

He didn't pay attention to his own voice, so he didn't realize that to Yan Changyue, his words sounded like a plea.

but……

"No, it's time for you to leave." Yan Changyue said, and once again withdrew his hand, his movements slow and firm.

Their eyes were entangled in the air, and then slowly separated, with a hint of confrontation. Song Yi didn't want this to happen, so this time, he didn't ask again. No matter what Yan Changyue wanted to do, it didn't matter under the current circumstances.

Song Yiru withdrew his hand as Yan Changyue wished. He was about to turn around when he felt fear, which was even stronger than before. At the same time, the soil under his feet loosened and the world seemed to shake. In front of him was Yan Changyue's profile and behind him was Sui Yuesheng's voice, as if she realized that he had not followed after walking for a distance, and then started calling him.

The distance was so far that even the sound was blurry.

Song Yi listened to his own heartbeat, felt his accelerated pulse, and gradually adapted to the slight tinnitus in his ears. This time it was not a positive emotion, but rather it was like something frightening was slowly approaching.

He swallowed, trying to push it down, but it was too late, the darkness grew darker, his eyeball bulged, pulling out more flesh and blood, as if it had just poked out from inside, but also seemed to be falling out, hanging in the air, swaying back and forth with the wind.

Like a weapon ready to be thrown.

Song Yi frowned, feeling a pain in his brain. His breathing began to quicken. The distance to his eyeballs was too close. At this point, even standing became a burden for him. It seemed that the longer he stayed, the more difficult it would be to resist the danger.

In his trance, for a moment he felt...it seemed as if every cell in his body was telling him to escape.

Song Yi's hair stood on end without him realizing it. He saw Yan Changyue picking up the gun and inexplicably uttered, "Where's the Stardust?"

After these words were spoken, both of them paused. Not only was Yan Changyue surprised, he himself did not expect that such resentful words, which only flashed through his mind and should have been thrown away, would pop up again in this situation.

"Let me make it clear first, I'm not in love," Song Yi added.

But he knew very well that at that moment, he still had a little rationality, otherwise he would ask: What about me to you?

Yan Changyue chuckled and didn't look back. Song Yi also saw the man's expression. He could only hear the voice floating over, with a bit of gentleness, and answered patiently:

"Let's each work hard. Goodbye."

Song Yi gritted his teeth and corrected: "Goodbye, but next time, let's say goodbye again."

The crisis did not weaken, but became more intense. The pressure was multiplied. He swallowed the surging blood and anger, resisted the pressure above his head, stood still, and waited for the other party's answer.

But at this romantic moment, Lan Changyue just said "hmm" and said, "You can't help me."

It's really... inhuman!

Song Yi gritted his teeth, faced the direction where the humans left, and started to leave. His speed was not slow, but thanks to his hearing, he could still easily hear the other party's voice.

"We will meet again." Yan Changyue said.

Song Yi cursed in his heart: Let’s say this in the next life, but... Oh, forget it, I can say it in both lives, and it’s not a limited term.