Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

"roll."

Zhu's icy voice exploded between the two of them, destroying the warm atmosphere just now.

The young and handsome Jian Xiu's ears were flushed red from anger or embarrassment, and he got up from the bamboo tree neatly, and retreated to the door in a few steps.

Zhuxian held a sharp bamboo blade in his hand, and his half-lying body tensed to draw a perfect line, but his cold eyes let Han Cang know that as long as he took a step closer, this seemingly thin bamboo fairy would A knife cut his throat.

Han Cang's eyes wandered from the fingertips of the bamboo stick to the line of the body, as if he felt it was a pity, but the person in front of him was not a person who could be rounded and flattened at will, he had thorns all over his body. , refusing anyone to approach him, except... that Dragon Seven he had never seen before.

The young genius Sword Immortal gets his first taste of jealousy.

It wasn't until Han Cang's figure disappeared outside the bamboo house that Zhu Chong lost his strength and threw himself on the bamboo slum again, closing his eyes, the eyes of Bi An in his mind almost overlapped with the eyes of the young sword fairy.

"Qi An..."

Zhu Chang casually threw the bamboo blade in his hand, he wanted to go to the Dragon Palace again, this time, he didn't intend to enter through the main entrance, he wanted to sneak in secretly.

Before that, he needs to go to Yinji Sea once to confirm whether Yinshuang is really locked in there, and to confirm some things with Yinshuang.

Because Jihai is not very far from his bamboo forest, it is the edge of the heaven, and there are few people.

Because although Jihai is a sea, it does not have a drop of sea water, but a barren dead land. The land has a strange scarlet color, and emits a light and faint fragrance. This place is a forbidden place in the heavens.

Walking from bamboo to Yinji seaside, the red land is like a natural boundary, separating two completely different worlds.

At a glance, except for the endless scarlet land, there is not even a tree or a flower.

Zhuxi hesitated for a long time, but still stepped on it.Because the land in Jihai is soft and sticky, it's like stepping on rotten minced meat, which makes people feel hairy.

Yinshuang... should be in the depths of the Yinji Sea.

Ever since Zhuzhen was promoted to immortality, among the thousands of rules and disciplines in the heavenly world, there is one that is not allowed to step into the sea of ​​cause traces.

If one were to investigate the cause, no one would know about it, or if they knew it, they would not want to say it. They just heard that the Sea of ​​Causes is a sinful hell and a paradise for demons.However, as long as it is related to Qu An, why would he not dare?

Because the sea of ​​traces occupies a very vast area, it seems to have been born along with the heavens, and has been spreading on the edge of the heavens. It was set as a forbidden area by the emperor of heaven, and no one was allowed to enter.

Zhuxi walked very fast, but the surrounding scenery did not change in any way, making him not sure if he was going in the right direction, or if he had already taken a detour. He looked back, and he was no longer on the wet red muddy ground. Footprints of arrival.

"Bamboo..."

A soft sigh rang in Zhu Chong's ears, causing him to look back in surprise.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the wet scarlet mud and the faint strange fragrance in the air, there was nothing.

Zhuxue settled down and continued to walk forward. This time, the hand under his long sleeves tightly grasped a piece of bamboo blade, which was the piece he had pressed against Hancang's neck.

"Bamboo...my baby..."

This time the sound was almost close to his eardrums, and the bamboo stick could hear it very clearly. It was the voice of Qu An. He widened his eyes and looked aside, but there was still nothing, and the scarlet land around him revealed strange eerie sounds. .

Zhuzhen didn't feel that the very clear call just now was his illusion, he ran towards the direction of the sound, he ran very fast, always felt that he would see Qu An soon.

There was a sudden wind blowing in the sea of ​​Yinji that had been empty all this time, at first the wind gently caressed Zhu Zhang's cheek, as if an invisible hand was caressing him, picking up his hair to play with.

During the fast running, Zhushang gradually became short of breath. He felt that the originally soft breeze suddenly became violent, setting off a slight cyclone, mixed with red dust fluttering, blocking Zhushang's sight.

Through the blurred field of vision, Zhu Zhang seemed to see a corner of the black robe flashing by.

"Qi An—"

Zhu Xing shouted in the direction where the corner of the robe disappeared, his voice was blown into the wind mixed with the world of mortals, gradually dissipated, and surrounded his own ears one after another.

"Qi An—"

"Qi An—"

Zhuqian's ears were full of light, as if there were countless selves calling in his ears, noisy and weird.

He ran in one direction without knowing it, and the noisy wind suddenly fell silent slowly. Bamboo propped his knees to pant, and when he raised his head, he saw a tall and straight figure in front of him.

Black robes with dark lines, long bristling hair that is windless and motionless, and the lines of the face on the side are sharp and cold.

"Qi An!"

Zhu Xun rushed towards the figure he was thinking of, and spread his five fingers to grab the corner of the man's robe, but he missed it.Looking up, Bi An's figure was still standing far in front of him, it seemed that when he approached a few steps, the other party would only take a few steps forward, never letting him touch him.

Zhuxi unconsciously clenched his palms tightly, feeling miserable, he shouted at the man's back with a trembling voice: "Bi An! Look back at me!"

"Qi An! I didn't do that... I didn't do it voluntarily!"

"Listen to me...you listen to me..."

There was a vortex in Zhu's mind, and Ai Ai seemed to only remember explaining to Bi An, but the sharp pain in his palm made him suddenly wake up.

He looked down inexplicably, and it turned out that it was the thin bamboo blade that he held in his hand before, but he held it tightly in the palm of his hand, leaving a deep scar on the delicate palm.

The wound was deep enough to see the bone, but he only felt the pain.

The dripping blood fell down the fingertips and disappeared on the scarlet soil in an instant, as if it had merged with the treacherous soil.

Zhu Xi looked at his bloody palm, blinked his dry eyes, then raised his head, Bi An's figure disappeared, and the erratic wind also disappeared. He looked back, and saw circles and circles on the ground, It was his own messy footprints.

Zhu Xun's back felt cold, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He obviously couldn't see the footprints before...

He seems to have fallen into some kind of hallucination since he stepped into this strange red land. If he hadn't accidentally injured his palm, would he have stayed in the illusion of nothingness forever?

Zhuzhen turned around, collected himself, and continued to walk in vigilantly, pinching his bloody palm from time to time, using the pain to maintain his sanity.

This time, he didn't walk for long before he saw a crumbling log cabin standing in the middle of the empty and lonely Yinji Sea.

Take a deep breath and walked over.

It was a very simple wooden house, surrounded by a low fence on the outside, with a few stone benches scattered inside, and the person sitting next to the stone table in the center was exactly the purpose of his visit—Yin Shuang.

It's just... Yinshuang seems to look weird.

Zhu Xi pushed open the dilapidated small door of the fence, the creaking sound did not disturb the person sitting at the stone table, more precisely, he could not hear the sound from this side at all.

Yinshuang's not-yet-mature face is now smiling happily. He holds his empty hands in the air, and his movements are upside down, as if he is pouring wine, but he has neither a jug nor a wine glass in his hand.

He held the non-existent wine glass and clinked it lightly in one direction, then brought it to his lips and drank it.

If it hadn't been for Zhuchang to confirm that he was not crazy, he would have thought that Yinshuang was indeed drinking with a wine glass and talking with someone he couldn't see.

Yinshuang's lips were moving all the time, but her voice was pitifully low, Zhu Tong moved her footsteps, walked to the stone table and sat opposite Yinshuang, looking straight at him.

Yinshuang's cheeks were flushed, the corners of his mouth were hooked happily, and his eyes were full of happiness. He looked in one direction full of love, as if sitting in front of him was the person he loved the most.

At such a close distance, Zhu Zhang finally heard his soft and thin voice clearly.

"Qi An, is this wine good?"

"This is Yaoshan brewed by myself. It has been buried under the peach tree for decades. Today I dig it out for you to taste."

"Qi An, you can stay with me forever, I still can't believe it..."

Zhu Xuan watched Yinshuang's body tilted and stood there in a strange posture, as if he was really lying on someone's shoulder.

But Zhuxun widened his eyes, he could see very clearly that there was only Yinshuang in front of him, there was no Bi An by his side, and there was no wine in his hand.

Zhuzhang seemed to have thought of something, got up and came to the crumbling wooden house, pushed the door and went in, through the door covered by the cloak, the light illuminated the small wooden house, sure enough, as Zhuzhang guessed, there was only one person in the wooden house who could barely There is nothing but the board called the bed.

Zhuxi came out of the wooden house, closed the door firmly, and walked behind Yinshuang.

Yinshuang still didn't notice it, his body was tilted in the air strangely and awkwardly, his eyes were slightly closed and he was humming a happy tune.

Zhu Xun walked out of the fence expressionlessly, and closed the dilapidated small door for Yinshuang.

He was unable to ask anything from Yinshuang, and Yinshuang was permanently trapped in an illusion.

Zhu Xing turned around and walked in the direction he came from, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

The Emperor of Heaven was really cruel, and he could do anything to his own children.

Zhu Xi walked a few steps, then turned around, looking at the still crooked figure from a distance.

Perhaps, for Yinshuang, this is the best ending.