It is said that Shizun is a devil

The island group is composed of about [-] to [-] small islands, and each small island has tall or low bamboo shoots, but Jingnan Stone Forest is different. Set it apart from the surrounding islands.

Because of the presence of the boss, the others followed Han Jin and flew to the islands, thinking that it was really safe for the boss to open up wasteland in front.Han Jin didn't care about being a vanguard, so he took Han Jing Yujian and flew to the side of the island group. Shuttle back and forth freely, the Jingyue sword under Han Jin's feet suddenly trembled.

Han Jin raised his right hand to signal the people behind him to stop temporarily. Although the Jingyue Sword did not give birth to a sword spirit, as a natal weapon, it could also communicate with Han Jin. Han Jin instantly realized what happened.

"There are restrictions here, you can't fly in and walk on the water."

A few miles away from the nearest small island, Han Jin threw out a small wooden boat. The small wooden boat grew wildly in the water, and soon turned into a small fishing boat with two pointed ends. It seemed that it could only accommodate seven or eight people at most. Fortunately, this time it was a treasure hunt at sea, and the others had also made sufficient preparations on the water, and they sacrificed magic weapons one after another, floating leisurely from the water to the island.

From the nearest small island, there is still a considerable distance from the stone forest in the center.At the moment when the last person came ashore, thick mist suddenly appeared on the water surface out of thin air, quickly covering the islands. If a mortal came here, he would already be blind. See blurry outlines within a stone's throw.

Han Jin held Han Jing's hand, and the little white sheep still stayed on Han Jing's shoulder in accordance with the principle of not moving. direction.

This island group is not too big, so the small island where the stone forest is located is not too far away from this small island. It's just that in dense fog, even if it is not too far away, it may be lost in the fog forever because of a step difference.As they walked further and further away, the voices behind Han Jing Han Jin gradually disappeared, and from the initial dozens of people, only Han Jing Han Jin and the little white sheep remained.But even Han Jin didn't dare to boast that he was going in the right direction in such a fog, and he didn't have any position to stop others from changing their direction.

Han Jin estimated that after walking for an hour, he finally stopped. This small island is really not big. If you walked in the right direction, with the strength of your feet, it is impossible to walk for so long without reaching the water's edge. , although it was embarrassing, Han Jin had to admit: "We seem to have lost our way."

Han Jing: "..." The Taoist companion's sense of direction isn't great either!

Han Jin, who was questioned about his sense of direction, took out a dagger and carved a line on the wet ground under his feet: "Make a mark and walk around again. If you still return to this place, it may be a formation."

The two walked in a straight direction for a long time. Han Jin left many traces of different lengths according to the direction he was heading, and then announced the conclusion: "It's a formation, and it's been going around in circles."

The three formation-blinds could only hug each other temporarily, one holding a formation book, and the three sat in a row to start learning on the spot.

The fog was very heavy, but the words on the book could still be read clearly. Han Jing looked at it carefully for a long time, but he didn't see any formation similar to this situation. He looked at Han Jin beside him in frustration, but surprisingly, there was no formation like this. see people.

Han Jing was startled, dazed for a while, got up from the ground and looked around, wondering when Han Jin quietly left her side.Han Jin is a person who will say no matter where he goes, even when he goes out to buy breakfast. It is definitely not Han Jin's style to disappear quietly. Han Jing couldn't help but feel a little worried. There are no more sheep squatting next to books that are bigger than themselves.

Han Jing was completely dumbfounded now, even if Han Jin had the need to go out to find food or save someone, it was absolutely impossible for Little Aries to help Han Jin at such a time, because Little Aries is not that kind of character .

Han Jing was dazed for a while, but he didn't dare to look for it by himself. With his sense of direction, if there was no fog, he would get lost as soon as he walked. With such a thick fog, Han Jing was afraid that if he moved, he would never come back.Han Jing honestly waited in place for a while, the fog became thicker and thicker, the book in his hand was soon blurred, the surroundings were completely silent, he could not hear any insects and birds, and he had never been in the wild by himself. Han Jing who had survived was completely unable to judge the passage of time, but felt that he had been waiting for a long time.

Maybe one day?

Han Jing couldn't judge the time, but after being away from Han Jin for so long, it seemed like half of his life had passed. In such a thick fog, Han Jin might have lost his way completely.The Yipo who just exchanged can only feel that Han Jin is still alive and healthy, but there is no way to indicate the direction of Han Jin, and the connection with the little white sheep's soul is also the same. Decided to get up and take two steps.

Just take two steps back and forth, left and right, maybe Han Jin and the little white sheep are right next to you in the fog, and you can see them just two steps away.

Taking two steps back and forth quickly turned into four steps back and forth. Han Jing cautiously circled a small circle, but was disappointed to find that Han Jin and the little white sheep were still missing. I don't know how long the time has passed. A mass of thick paint makes people breathless, and there is only one person left in the world, and people's thoughts can always develop in a bad direction without any scruples.

Perhaps the thought that something happened to Han Jin and the little white sheep popped up at some point, but it never got rid of it.

If something happened to the two of them, I should at least know what happened to them. This kind of thought became stronger and stronger, replacing prudence and caution. The picture of Han Jin and the little white sheep lying in a pool of blood became clearer and clearer. It was so clear that Han Jing could almost imagine the red bloodstains on Han Jin's fair face, and so clear that Han Jing could almost see every curly hair on the little white sheep.

Han Jing finally opened his legs and walked into the thick fog. He didn't need to eat, drink, or sleep, but the passage of time seemed to be severely whipped. He was looking forward to finding Han Jin and Xiao There was no trace of Aries, but they became more and more afraid of seeing the two of them, and they had closed their eyes forever.Han Jing didn't know how long he had been looking for. The island seemed to never end. He walked tirelessly, searching and searching. The shoes on the soles of his feet were getting thinner and thinner, but he still found nothing.

Finally on this day, Han Jing’s shoes had a big hole. He had never worn out his shoes. Every time his shoes were worn once or twice, Han Jin would put them away or throw them away and replace them with a new pair. He used to take it for granted and never cared about such trifles before, but now when the sole of his foot touches the rough ground from the hole in the shoe, Han Jing suddenly misses Han Jin uncontrollably. If a person has never been pampered, he can eat I suffered all the hardships, but it was precisely because I was taken care of that I didn't realize how well I was taken care of, so I would cry in front of a little bit of suffering.

Han Jing sat on the ground, hugged her feet, looked at the holes in the soles, tears fell patter, Han Jing felt ashamed, reached out to wipe, and then suddenly realized that there was no one around here, no one People will see a hole in the sole of his shoe, and no one will see him sitting on the ground holding his feet, no one will laugh at him, and no one will feel sorry for him.There is only a thick white mist left in this world, so thick that it is almost difficult to breathe.The connection in the soul is still there, but I just can't find it. I can't find the person who has a relationship with your soul, can't find the person who owns a part of your soul, and can't find the person who only sees you at all times. People, there is only one inch in this world, and this inch is only for you.

Han Jing hugged her knees and buried her face in her arms, not wanting to hold back her tears at all.

The wounds of spoiled people always hurt more than others.

A hand gently landed on Han Jing's head, the palm was wide and warm, and the pressure was gentle and just right, Han Jing suddenly raised his head, looked at the person squatting in front of him, and threw himself into his arms without thinking.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Han Jing felt terribly wronged, her whole body ached, especially her feet.

Han Jin stretched out his arms and put him in his arms: "I'm sorry."

The voice that belongs to Han Jin seems to have not heard it for half a lifetime. As long as Han Jin comes back, Han Jing feels that it is enough to be happy. Han Jin must also be anxious and sad. The crying Han Jing feels that she is too harsh Han Jin definitely didn't want to disappear suddenly, it was too foggy, he wiped his tears, looked up at Han Jin, and tried not to cry: "Then I will forgive you this time, there will be no next time .”

Han Jin gently rubbed his long hair, his eyes were gentle: "Okay, there will never be a next time, I swear."

All of Han Jing's courage and confidence suddenly came back. He wiped away his tears, feeling ashamed. Would Han Jin hate himself crying like this? He tried to stand up, looked at Han Jin who stood up next to him, and stretched out his hand Holding Han Jin's hand: "This time I will hold you carefully, don't get lost again, let's go find the little white sheep."

Han Jin nodded: "OK."

Han Jing spread her fingers quietly, trying to insert her fingers into Han Jin's, but Han Jin didn't seem to notice it, as if she was satisfied just being held by Han Jing.

Han Jing blushed instantly, and honestly grabbed Han Jin's hand.

"This way." Han Jin held his hand instead, and changed his direction.

Han Jing had no doubts, and obediently turned around: "Do you know where the little white sheep is?"

Han Jin nodded: "Come with me."

The two walked for an unknown amount of time, and the white and tender soles of Han Jing's soles kept stepping on the rough ground, which felt a little rough, but the fog was too thick and Han Jin didn't notice the changes on Han Jing's feet, and Han Jing hesitated whether to follow him Say stop, let him take out a pair of his own shoes from the Qiankun bag, and he is afraid that such a self will appear too delicate.

While hesitating, Han Jin suddenly asked: "Han Jing, do you like me?"

Han Jing: "..."

Han Jing's face was burning badly, but Han Jing couldn't lie.

"Hi... like it."

Han Jing felt that the moisture in his whole body was almost dried out by himself.

"That's good." Han Jin stopped, took Han Jing's hand, looked at Han Jing and smiled.

Han Jing barely looked into Han Jin's eyes calmly, and Han Jin's eyes were smiling.

"That's good." Han Jin repeated again.

The dantian felt the pain of being torn apart, Yuanying was pierced by the knife point, Han Jing looked down at his dantian blankly before he understood what happened.

With a horizontal slash with the tip of the knife, a bloody gash was cut in Han Jing's abdomen. Nascent Soul was cut into two sections with one knife, and the spiritual energy rushed from the dantian to the whole body without restraint in an instant.

The body really hurts, but the heartbeat is so fast, which strongly declares that it is the most painful.

"Han Jing, if you like me, I can kill you." Han Jin smiled and pulled out his dagger.His face was beautiful by nature, fair and handsome, and personable, and even more beautiful when he smiled, like a living ink painting.

Han Jing stared blankly at him, but this time she didn't feel wronged.

Only those who are loved will be wronged, and those who are not loved have no right to be wronged.