blues paradox

Light!

In the haze, Lan Tuo felt that he saw light, not the gorgeous and bright light like flames, nor the cold and chilling color of Youyan, it was a kind of ghostly green that was almost like will-o'-the-wisps, with bits and pieces of fluorescence, as if In the summer night, chasing and frolicking fireflies, burning weak lights.

Lan Tuo's memory is still in the "Prison of Alchemy", he can't remember how long time has passed, maybe years, maybe decades, or more...

It was a deserted night, and instead of lighting a bonfire, Blues sat quietly leaning against the river bed.There was a strong smell of blood wafting in the air, some from some monsters, but also his own, this was a smell he was already familiar with and used to, so familiar that he felt inexplicably at ease.

He raised his head slightly, concentrated all his weight on his back, and leaned against the hard, even a little too rough wall.Blue tune closed his eyes. In fact, these eyes were not very useful in the dark night. He skillfully and quickly chanted a healing spell. Healing as fast as possible, of course, the premise is that he can see it with the naked eye.

The piercing murderous aura came quickly along with the sharp sound piercing the stagnant air. Lantiao unhurriedly tilted his head slightly to the right, and a huge paw dripping with strange green liquid wiped his hair. After entering the stone wall, a huge deep pit was corroded on the wall, and disgusting green blisters continued to emerge, as if the weird green liquid was boiled and splashed on the wall.After calmly reciting the last mantra, feeling that the wound on his chest had completely healed, before the second claw came down on his head, Blues quickly dodged behind the monster.

Although still unable to see things, his rich combat experience is enough for Lan Tiao to find the weakness of this monster in an instant. With a thought, Yuebai's long knife took shape in his hand, and when his wrist was turned, the long knife came from a strange angle. The monster's ribs were pierced, and Lan Tiao quickly stepped back ten steps, just standing still, the pierced monster suddenly exploded, leaving only pieces of broken meat and smelly blood splashing everywhere.If someone is standing nearby at this moment and happens to be able to see things in the dark, they will definitely be shocked by the ingenuity of the young man's position: just standing on the edge of the range affected by the residue of the monster's explosion, neither will be soaked by those potentially poisonous blood , and retreated too far without wasting a bit of physical strength, it seems to be an exquisite calculation that can only be obtained after cruel training, or it should be said...experience and habit.You know, in battle, if you save a little more energy, you will have more hope of survival.

Elegantly sorted out the crumpled clothes and hair, probably because the clothes are not real objects, and the damaged or dirty places can be restored to their original state in a short time, just like his current soul The state of the body is general.The blues at this moment is no longer the confusion and embarrassment when it first arrived. Experience is always accumulated with the passage of time.

With the progress of the blues, there is no longer a dark and weak opponent in the wide riverbed, but a powerful and more difficult monster, and the monster that was able to seriously injure him just now can be regarded as mediocre at best. .Fortunately, as the difficulty increases, you will only meet one every few hundred meters, so you won't be too tired.

Blues doesn't know how far he has come, but the road ahead is still endless, and he doesn't want to be patient anymore, and he doesn't want to continue the endless game of being present!His eagerness to see Xiu was stronger than ever before, so strong that he almost lost his remaining patience and reason.

Lantiao turned his head and looked forward. It was supposed to be a deep and dark place, but there were dots of dark green light floating, which reminded Lantiao of the ghost fire that is often said in the world, which often appears above the cemetery.Legend has it that when humans stare at these light spots for a long time, the evil spirits from hell will drag him into the abyss of sin.

Blues naturally didn't believe these legends. In fact, the place where he was now was part of hell.But he still felt uneasy, the kind of throbbing that seemed to come from the depths of his soul that made him overwhelmed, which had never happened before.Those dense green light spots floating in the air always made him want to destroy them involuntarily.

Mozu people are a race that obeys the desire of the heart, so Lan Tiao held a long knife, squinted his eyes and injected magic power into the blade, he could feel the traces of dust colliding in the air, and the overlapping tracks of wind and wind, so, like As if something was about to spurt out from the blood, Lan Tuo raised his arms slightly, and the long knife slanted across the air, a huge half-moon-shaped moon-white arc appeared in the air, and quickly advanced towards the distance , with an aura that seemed to tear the world apart, he was already a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye, but there was no sign of disappearing, until a few hours later, or maybe only a few seconds, the moon-white light suddenly exploded in the distance Opened, a burst of dazzling white light burst out, illuminating most of the sky in the underworld.

This blow seemed to have drained all of Lan Tuo's strength, he could only powerlessly thrust the long knife into the ground, barely supporting his body, his thin body was crumbling in the cold wind.Even if he was exhausted to the extreme, Lan Tiao did not dare to close his eyes. Maybe it was better in the past. Since he came here, Lan Tiao would never close his eyes again without preparation. Maybe it was because he didn’t dare, or maybe it was just Habit.

It was foggy, it was a strange light red mist, which reminded Lantiao of the bloody mist on Fengmo Mountain that could corrode all life, so he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the mist seemed to appear out of nowhere Generally speaking, when you discover it, you are already in it, and it is already inevitable.

Lan Tong took a few steps forward tentatively, his footsteps were slightly vacant, his body seemed to suddenly become heavy, and he was no longer as light and flexible as before.Lan Tuo looked down, and he no longer held the moon white long knife that had been with him for a long time in his hand, and there was a pool of blood-colored pool under his feet.

Is... are you back?The blues were unbelievable for a while, is it back?Or is this the ability of some new monster, such as illusion?There was still a murderous aura lingering around him, Lan Tuo slowly walked out of the smoke, his steps were slow but graceful.It wasn't until he saw the figure he was thinking about, and saw his face reflected in those golden eyes, that Lan Tiao suddenly realized that this was not an illusion!Regarding the existence of Xiu, he can always distinguish whether it is real or illusory at the first time, regardless of ability, and intuition is always somewhat inexplicable.

In the next second, the exhausted body fell into the arms of the man, and Lan Tiao heard his own voice without opening his mouth. He heard himself say, "I miss you so much, Xiu..."

Maybe it was a century, maybe it was just a second, he heard the man's answer with a smile and a joke, "This hall is the same."

The heart returns to its place in an instant.It's as if the uneasiness of life and death, and the tossing and turning thoughts never existed...

You are here, it is enough...

The night of Phoenix Valley is coming soon, although the sky is still pure and bright at this moment, the ritual of sacrifice is about to begin, and Phoenix Valley, which has been imprisoned for a long time, will find its long-lost freedom.

His old and withered hand flicked across the air, Mo Xiao looked at the green time, half an hour before the long-awaited night.

"Elder Mo Xiao, I hope you can think about it clearly. After all... the phoenix is ​​also a kind of monster, even if it is extremely noble." Seeing that Mo Xiao was about to go out, the young man who was drinking tea at the table suddenly made a sound. There was also a tall middle-aged man in his thirties sitting there.

"I think, if there are no accidents, after tonight, I will be able to give you the answer." Mo Xiao paused the hand placed by the door, and answered the words with a smile.

"Good news." It seemed that he was not surprised by the old man's answer. The young man said casually, but there was an imperceptible threat and warning in his words.

"What I want to say is that if there is no important matter, you two should not go out at night in the Phoenix Valley, especially... using magic power. I assume that these few days are enough for you to learn a lesson." Mo Xiao did not Concerned about the young man's threats, he kindly advised him, with a caring look on his face, looking sincere and kind.

But the young man's face turned livid for a moment because of Mo Xiao's words, and he gritted his teeth secretly as he watched Mo Xiao leave after watching the door.He remembered that when he first arrived at Mo Xiao's place, he used his magic power to light the lamp because he was surprised by the darkness that was rarely seen in the devil world, but it seemed that something invisible was constantly absorbing his magic power, that kind of fast and uncontrollable The loss of magic power caused him to be terrified uncontrollably, almost absorbing all his magic power, and it has not recovered until now.

The young man's face became more and more gloomy. He originally wanted to use the name of being a monster to draw those Phoenix people into the rebel army. After several contacts with Mo Xiao, this matter was almost half settled, if not all, at least it could be done. To attract nearly [-]% of the people in Phoenix Valley.Now it seems that there may still be some unspeakable secrets in this Phoenix Valley, for example... the night that can devour people's magic power...