A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

The flames soared into the sky, almost blending with the slanting sunset. The fire penetrated the sky and the earth, and was so vast that it might be as far away as Changyang Mountain, and one could smell the scorched and unpleasant smell.

Cheng Weiwan and Meng Xianjue glanced at Ji Xue from a distance around the flames.

She was in the center of the fire, and the flames and sunset woven into the most luxurious and splendid brocade.

Cheng Weiwan's eyes also fell into that unparalleled fire.

He whispered: "Is this... her wish?"

Meng Xianjue stood up: "From the day she chose to enter the Mingyue Tower on the Sea, I knew that her wish was not to live like this."

Cheng Weiwan saw Meng Xianjue approaching him, and couldn't help rolling his eyes at him.

Meng Xianjue knew that he had been found out, he smiled helplessly, endured the sharp pain in his forehead, and said softly: "She gained eternal life in the flames, and now she returns to death in the flames, which is what she deserves."

Cheng Weiwan's eyes were filled with flames. He saw those girls in red wedding gowns were safely burned into the flames, and he also saw those terrifying and hideous ghost corpses screaming and struggling, and finally disappeared in ashes.

Enduring the soreness in his eyes, Cheng Weiwan clasped his hands together, with his wide sleeves tucked in front of his eyes, he bent down, and gave Ji Xue a grand gift of the highest standard from a distance.

Meng Xianjue turned his head to look at him, his eyes filled with tenderness and indulgence.

The disciples on the spirit boat stopped their attacks. They looked at the flames that connected to the sky. Although they knew that they were out of danger, they were still in shock. They still looked at Cheng Weiwan from time to time, hesitating to speak.

The fire burned for three full hours. Ling Siyao repaired the spirit ship silently, and the ghost corpses were all turned into flying ashes. He bought another item to expand the capacity of the spirit ship. It is not a problem to hold ten people, but...

The flames were gradually extinguished, and the whole land was scorched black, and nothing could grow for maybe ten years.

Ling Siyao quietly stood behind Cheng Weiwan, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Wanwan, let's go to Changyang Mountain."

The howling of the wind suddenly sounded on the ruined land that had been reduced to a piece of scorched earth.

Meng Xianjue: "Let's go."

It seems that there are still ghost corpses in the distance who heard the sound and came, but the number is far from that many. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, Ling Siyao gently pushed the distance: "Wanwan, there are ghost corpses coming, If we don’t leave, we’ll be too late.”

Cheng Weiwan just came back to his senses, as if he just woke up from a big dream, he turned around in a hurry: "It's okay to have ghost corpses coming, let's go quickly."

After speaking, he wrapped a layer of restraint around the spirit boat, and a pocket spirit boat staggered towards Changyang Mountain.

They walked in a hurry, so they didn't know that Zhang Chengcan sat upright on the crane that fell tightly behind them, holding a milky white record jade tablet in his hand, with crazy and irrepressible excitement in his eyes.

The support team from Mingyue Lake finally arrived. They first rushed to the scorched black land where not a single blade of grass grew. After realizing that something was wrong, the team leader Qin Rumiao contacted Meng Xianjue. Meng Xianjue gave her a brief explanation, but secretly After going to the Mingyue Tower on the sea and the ghosts falling into the flames together, Qin Rumiao listened and was in awe.

In the end, Meng Xianjue interrupted Qin Rumiao's eloquence with a light voice: "I'm not the team leader, you should tell the team leader these words."

Qin Rumiao choked, extremely surprised: "Aren't you the team leader? Master Xuanwei finally feels that you are tired and wants you to come out for a vacation?"

Meng Xianjue ignored her, and still had that cold and distant look: "I suggest you contact the team leader Zhang Chengcan for various matters."

As soon as the words fell, before Qin Rumiao could reply, he decisively cut off their contact.

Qin Rumiao jumped in anger on the spirit boat: "Hey! Meng Xianjue, Meng Xianjue! Who is Zhang Chengcan? I haven't heard of it. Hey, hey!"

When she tried to establish contact with Meng Xianjue again, she found that Meng Xianjue had already made a trick to block her spiritual fluctuations.

Qin Rumiao: "..."

On the other side, Meng Xianjue finished healing himself, and happened to end contact with Qin Rumiao. He looked up, and happened to see Cheng Weiwan looking at him motionlessly with his chin resting on his hands.

The eyes seem to be out of focus.

Meng Xianjue's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't care whether he was dressed properly, and said directly, "The other party is Qin Rumiao."

Cheng Weiwan blinked: "...?"

"I was talking to her about Mingyue Lake coming to the rescue, and I asked her to contact Zhang Chengcan for all matters."

Cheng Weiwan looked confused: "..."

At the end, Meng Xianjue added: "I didn't tell her anything else."

After a long while, Cheng Weiwan realized that Meng Xianjue was explaining to him about his contact with Qin Rumiao, but...you contact me, tell me why?

Coincidentally, Ling Siyao came over in a hurry as if he had something important to tell him, Cheng Weiwan didn't care about Meng Xianjue's affairs anymore, and instead focused on the conversation with Ling Siyao .

He quietly opened a barrier to isolate everyone, only the two of them were talking through the system space.

Ling Siyao's face flushed with excitement, he couldn't even speak, he only opened an email from the main system space, and then sent it to Cheng Weiwan.

Cheng Weiwan carefully read it from beginning to end without missing a single word. At the end of the reading, he raised his head blankly and met Ling Siyao's eyes.

Ling Siyao nodded firmly.

The general idea of ​​the email is that the main system has captured the appearance of the abnormal data flow data not long ago. He split the data, analyzed it, and finally found that the data core of the abnormal data flow is exactly the same as the main data core of the reborn. of.

In other words, the Reborn is the result of multiple disguises made by the abnormal data flow.

Ling Siyao was overjoyed, his voice was trembling with excitement: "Wan Wan, we finally have a clue, the abnormal data flow is the reborn, we just need to find the reborn, find him, and then kill him, My punishment is over, you can go home too, right?"

Cheng Weiwan closed the email, feeling that things were not that simple.

The main system said a long time ago that there is more than one rebirth, but now, the rebirth is an abnormal data flow, which is the worst situation he had expected before.

They had to find all the reborns and kill them one by one, and they had to fight wits and courage with each other when the other party was familiar with the direction of the plot.

Always be on guard against murder.

Cheng Weiwan rubbed his painful forehead and muttered to himself: "This is really the worst case."

Ling Siyao was silent for a moment, and said in a cheerful and relaxed tone: "Wanwan, don't be nervous, maybe these reborn people can't think of what we think of?"

Cheng Weiwan sighed softly, silver hair blocked his slightly thin shoulders, the sword wound on his chest seemed to have ruptured before, and the oozing blood solidified into a red to black blood shell on the white skirt, he lifted At first, I looked at the dark sky with no light outside.

He looks haggard and emaciated now.

Ling Siyao suddenly regretted telling Cheng Weiwan the news.

For some reason, this time he couldn't feel Cheng Weiwan's strong desire to go home.

Maybe it's an illusion.

Cheng Weiwan came out of the barrier worriedly, but after he came out, the sky was completely dark, he was extremely depressed, and his whole body was gloomy gray and black.And there was dead silence inside the spirit ship, most of the disciples had already set up a small barrier for themselves, and they had already fallen asleep inside.

At this point, the inside of the spirit boat is truly black that can't be seen.

The kind of fear that hadn't appeared for a long time climbed into Cheng Weiwan's heart again. The dark night is the territory where fierce ghosts hover, and it is the cave where demons lie dormant. If you take a step forward, you will fall into a cliff that will crush your bones.

Cheng Weiwan couldn't move an inch, he swallowed reluctantly, the uneasiness in his heart expanded little by little, he raised his hand tremblingly, forced himself to calm down, and quickly made a trick, trying to illuminate the darkness, but

A teapot appeared out of nowhere in his hand...

A drop of cold sweat fell on Cheng Weiwan's forehead, he took a deep breath, and made another tactic

An apple appeared in his hand.

Another trick, a mace, another trick, a coat, another trick, a little morning glory...

Cheng Weiwan failed repeatedly, his hands and feet were cold, which made him fall into extreme panic. He obviously memorized the spell of lighting by heart, he breathed quickly, and tried his best to recall the spell, but found sadly that in this kind of Under the circumstances, his mind went blank...

The surrounding walls seem to be extending to the heights, growing rapidly, becoming an inescapable and inescapable cage. He will be imprisoned in this black prison/prison for the rest of his life, never seeing the light of day.

This is a nightmare that he can't get rid of all his life.

Suddenly, Cheng Weiwan felt something coming from behind him, and grabbed him firmly. Cheng Weiwan was on the verge of collapse, and his other hand elbowed his back completely by instinct. The opponent easily dispelled his trick, and his palm was hot , Cheng Weiwan was firmly restrained by this fire-like thing, and the fear of the unknown, together with the darkness, bound him tightly.

He only felt that he was going to drown in this dark sea, he opened his mouth in pain, and felt it was difficult to breathe.

"Wanwan, breathe in..."

The voice behind him was low and unquestionable, with a reassuring strange force, Cheng Weiwan subconsciously followed suit, the feeling of suffocation that was about to strangle him disappeared, and some painful tears soaked from the corners of his eyes, he was at a loss.

"Exhale..." The voice became much softer, mixed with a bit of helplessness and connivance.

In this bottomless darkness, Cheng Weiwan was directed by someone to regain his original instinct bit by bit.

Meng Xianjue stood behind Cheng Weiwan, carefully half-embracing him, the person in his arms was fragile, he had to protect it.

Cheng Weiwan finally regained some consciousness. Feeling the presence of the person behind him, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Meng Xianjue?"

Meng Xianjue's hands tightened a little, and his words revealed his patience: "I'm here."

For some reason, when these two words came down, Cheng Weiwan felt extremely at ease.

But after all, it was hard to resist the deterrence brought by his fear of the dark, his body trembled slightly, resisting the nausea in his throat, and said weakly: "Sorry, I'm fine, you should go to rest earlier. "

Meng Xianjue did not answer Cheng Weiwan's words, but gently covered Cheng Weiwan's eyes with a single hot and warm palm, and gently held Cheng Weiwan with his other hand, with an extremely gentle voice: "Wanwan, come with me." .”

Cheng Weiwan was confused, so he didn't care about a title anymore at this time.

Cheng Weiwan's fear of the dark comes from the shadow in his childhood, which is the fear of darkness and loneliness.

But now that someone is walking with him in the dark, with the warmth of another person's body on his hand, Cheng Weiwan feels "safe" for the first time.

They seemed to have been walking in the dark for a long time, until Cheng Weiwan suspected that they had all gone outside the spirit ship, Meng Xianjue's deep and pleasant voice finally rang in his ears: "We're here, don't move yet..."

Cheng Weiwan obediently did not move.

Meng Xianjue leaned slightly, and whispered to Cheng Weiwan's ear, counting down softly: "Three, two, one..."

"Wanwan, open your eyes."

Meng Xianjue's hand moved away, and Cheng Weiwan opened his eyes at this moment.

It was a view he had never seen in his life.

The night he once thought was pitch-black, and it was a kind of darkness that could make people fear for no reason, absorbing all light.

But at this moment, the night sky he saw in front of his eyes was full of star dust, bright broken stars, and silver-purple star belts stretched across the sky, coiling around the bright silver moon disk.

Cheng Weiwan was slightly stunned, he raised his hand tremblingly, shielding his eyes, and grabbed the jade plate.

Meng Xianjue kept tilting his head, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Even Cheng Weiwan himself didn't realize that he was in the darkness right now, and his attention was all on the starry sky, he had temporarily forgotten the horror of the darkness.

Meng Xianjue gently poked his head forward: "Wanwan, do you like it?"

Cheng Weiwan has never seen such a scene before, the pollution in this world is so serious that it has been blocked by the industrialized air and the stars and the moon cannot be seen clearly.

But Cheng Weiwan felt that it would be a little ignorant to admit it at this time, so he said bravely: "It's so-so."

Meng Xianjue couldn't help but laugh, and when he finished laughing, he suddenly turned serious: "Wanwan, this is unique to Heiye."

Cheng Weiwan looked up at him.

"There's no need to be afraid of the dark, and you shouldn't escape. Wanwan... My mission at this time is to lead you to accept the darkness and get used to loneliness. Will you allow me to help you overcome your fear now..."

Cheng Weiwan felt the palm that had been holding her hand tense for a moment when the voice fell.

He looked up, his red pupils were filled with starlight.

The corner of the mouth curled up for a moment.

He now felt that being in the dark was actually not that scary.

"Thank you."

They walked for another two days and two nights. Although they did not encounter a large-scale eruption of ghost corpses on the way, every time they were attacked, those ghost corpses seemed to have some consciousness of being "human".

For example, knowing how to hide when encountering knives and swords, for example, sometimes being able to distinguish whether someone is deliberately luring their hearing, or someone is really walking around. It was worse.

Fortunately, their changes didn't have a big impact on the result. As long as Meng Xianjue and Cheng Weiwan had spirit guns in their hands, they would have an overwhelming advantage.

After running all the way, at the dawn of the third day, I arrived at the foot of Changyang Mountain.

When they just landed, Meng Xianjue stopped suddenly, his eyes became colder: "That's not right."

After the gate of Changyang Mountain, a person slowly walked out.

The man's silver-white robe was spotless, standing proudly like a green pine, his black hair was fluttering, and the sword in his hand was sharp.

Meng Xianjue was so engrossed that all the strings were tensed.

"Master."

Xuan Wei smiled lightly: "It's coming, let's wake up first."