devil in heart

【Breaking Thousands of Armies, Emerging from the Illusion】

After a long time, even the sound of the flute stopped, and the person under the cloak suddenly laughed lowly, and laughed several times before saying, "I want to know what else you don't know?"

"You know?" He no longer deliberately lowered his voice, but compared to when they first met, there was a sound like a scraper rubbing against bones when he spoke, "Facing you, I have a feeling of powerlessness , It's like you can't see through, you can't see through your bottom line, you can't see through your origins."

He lifted the cloak with his boneless hand, and the face under the cloak made people gasp.

The two-day endurance has far exceeded their imagination. If you look at one side of the face under the cloak is a sunny and handsome man, but on the other side, there are only bones and dry flesh left, and the flesh on it is eroding away bit by bit. Then, even a piece of leather fell to the ground.

Jing An frowned, but Jing An felt that this scene was not only horrifying but also quite disgusting.

The man in the cloak was Teng Qibo, he laughed, touched his fleshless jaw with the bone stick of his index finger, and made a rustling sound: "Actually, this is quite good." He paused and patted Patting her bulging waist, "Anyway, Yu'er doesn't care about my face, what she loves is my soul."

Jing An looked at the sky, why didn't he realize that Teng Qibo had the potential to be a lover?But this show of Bon Enai turned him off, and it was a waste of the chef's good skills.

Teng Qibo wanted to talk again, but Jing An picked his ears: "Why don't we talk after the fight? Xiu En loves to die quickly. And you two, one and a half of you are already dead, and the second half will die faster."

Teng Qibo didn't care at all about such unreasonable words, he giggled and said, "What about you?"

"Us?" Jing An looked at Xie Qi with a blank face, "We are so low-key, are we showing affection?"

Everyone: "..." They may have misunderstood the word low-key.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Jing An shook his head, he could feel the excitement under the black cloth, and the whole weapon was buzzing, "Let's fight first, I'll beat you to death!" Tell me the secret of Gu."

"Addiction, heart, and Gu." Teng Qibo smiled playfully, "Why are you all interested in this?"

you?

Jing An frowned, and was about to ask a question.Teng Qibo blew the blood flute again, this time the others didn't respond, but Jing An felt the huge fighting spirit coming from the front.

Yes, huge.It doesn't look like a person, but the majestic fighting spirit of thousands of troops.

Jing An smashed the ground with his fist and bowed his body.Suddenly, the scenery in front of him changed, the ring and Teng Qibo were gone, replaced by the long yellow sand.In the desert, there are only the dazzling sun and the raging wind.The scorching sun made him unable to open his eyes, and the wind and sand made him unable to straighten up.

"Chong-ah-"

"Chong-ah-"

"Chong Chong Chong—"

"kill--"

"kill--"

"Kill kill kill—"

The ups and downs of fighting and shouting came from a distance, the sound of iron hoofs, heavy shields, weapons and the sound of wind and sand swept through Jing An's eardrums.

Jing An tried his best to hold up his eyelids, but when he looked around, there was only yellow sand all over the sky, and no one was there.

But the yelling became louder and louder, as if—it was only a stone's throw away.

"Hmm—" Jing An tilted his body and was hit hard on the shoulder.

……

Outside the arena, the ill Xie Muyou suddenly clenched his iron sword, pursed his lips and watched what happened on the stage.

"I thought you would rush up." Luo Chenyi said when he walked up to him at some point.

Xie Muyou stared at the stage without moving, and replied without raising his head: "Why?"

"Maybe it's because you've been protecting him well?" Luo Chenyi shook his head, "Big array, performance, cave, lottery, competition... these aren't enough?"

"What do you care about?" Xie Muyou looked up at him, narrowing his eyes, "I protect him because I want to, not for other reasons."

"But you are lovers."

"You're wrong. I protect him because of him. It has nothing to do with us."

"Even if you're not together?"

"It is estimated that we have been together as lovers for no more than 24 days, but this time we have been together for less than [-] hours."

"What did you say?" Luo Chenyi didn't quite understand such an algorithm, which meant that they were always separating and reuniting?

"The horned dragons are all dead." Xie Muyou showed a provocative smile, "Are you sure you need to know so much?"

Luo Chenyi was silent, the person in front of him was not a human being, it seemed to be a certainty, but what exactly was he?Is it a demon?Is it fine or something else?

He quickly figured out what choice would be better for him.But when he spoke again, it was still Jing An who surrounded him: "But you didn't protect him this time."

If Xie Muyou could make them stagger in the first round, Jing An still had a chance to face a weaker opponent, but Xie Muyou made them meet in the first round.Luo Chenyi hadn't figured this out until now.

"Can't you predict that he will turn a blind eye to your safety?" After thinking about it, he can only think of one explanation, that is, when the cloaked man blew the blood flute for the first time, Jing An ignored Xie Muyou's situation and was not afraid of the cloak at all. human threat.

Xie Muyou: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, Luo Chenyi thought he had guessed right, and murmured: "So you don't protect him anymore, let him face it by himself—"

"Are the Luoxing faction people as dead-headed as you?" Xie Muyou interrupted him unbearably, he felt that for the first time he had the urge to persuade someone.

"No... isn't it?"

Xie Muyou said speechlessly: "He doesn't worry about me because he knows I'm acting. I don't suspect him because I know he cares about me. I let him resist because I know he wants to go."

"But you are lovers..." Luo Chenyi was still struggling, he had been observing them since the first time they met, maybe it was the first time he saw a homosexual other than him and his younger brother.The more he compares, he feels that he has not done enough and is not good enough.That's why when Xie Muyou chose not to carry Jing An's shoulders for the first time, he couldn't hold back his doubts.

"One, what I care about is this person, no matter what our relationship is."

"Second, liking is very important, and trustworthiness is far more important than liking."

Luo Chenyi was startled: "Tell everything truthfully?"

"No, it's trust in his choice and ability. It's also trust that he will never harm me."

"This..." Luo Chenyi smiled wryly, "It seems to be more difficult than liking."

Xie Muyou stopped talking, he had already said what he could say.They weren't friends in the first place, but they wanted to mention a thing or two for the sake of Luo Chenyi's kindness towards them, and he was also considered as a kindred spirit.

They talked for only 2 minutes, and Jing An on the stage tilted his body again, his waist was bowed, and his frown was in pain.

"Hmm—" He shook his whole body, and everyone saw that his shoulder blades were wet, the black cloth was stuck to his body, and the air smelled of rust.But even so, his knees did not touch the ground.

Jing An was injured.

This realization made Xie Muyou stand up abruptly, he pursed his lips tightly, but forced himself to stand where he was.

"I still don't understand why you let him play in the finals." Luo Chenyi has already seen that Jing An's strength is completely different from Xie Muyou's. Although he doesn't know what he relied on to pass the big battle, but thinking about it now, it should be Xie Muyou Made by unknown means.

……

The pressure of the wind, but the oppression of a circle of weapons around his neck forced him to kneel down.

Can't--

Can't--

Can't--

Jing An held onto Doutianpo tightly, with thousands of troops in front and Xie Qi behind... He couldn't kneel here anyway.

"Ugh—" Another sword strike, the hilt hit his back heavily.

A mouthful of blood filled the corner of his mouth, and Jing An spit out a mouthful of bloody froth.

The blood fell on the yellow sand, and it also fell on Doutianpo.

The black cloth wrapped around Doutianpo was suddenly blown away by the yellow wind, and people outside the ring saw Jing An move suddenly.

Although it was only the cloth of the weapon that moved, his whole body seemed to be struggling, as if struggling to resist the pressure from all directions.

"Hmm—" Jing An vigorously lifted his right shoulder, ignoring the invisible blade that was deeply embedded in his flesh, and clenched Doutianpo with both hands and swung it violently to the right.

There was the sound of the horse being frightened from the right, and then swung vigorously to the left, and there was another sound of armor being thrown off.

But at this time, he was already scarred, his clothes were covered with marks from sword blades, the wound was bloody, and the wind and sand were attached to the wound.The blood and sand mixed together gave him a desolate and murderous aura.

Jing An stepped on a long wooden barn and jumped into the air. Everyone was amazed at his control over his body, hanging in mid-air like a bird.

When he heard the sound of swords colliding under his feet, he held Doutianpo in his hand, like a swooping goshawk hitting Doutianpo into the yellow sand with force.

Before touching the ground, he shattered the invisible blade.

Surrounded by a wail of disarmed armor.

And people outside the ring saw black blood overflowing from the cloaked man's mouth.

Xie Muyou finally let out a long breath.

"Because, he should have been the most shining light."

"The victory he wants doesn't need me to give it to him, that's what he deserves."