blues paradox

"Jingle Bell……"

The ethereal and crisp ringtones echoed over and over again in the empty valley, and it seemed that children could be faintly heard laughing and playing, which made one's hair stand on end.

"What is the soul-calling bell?" Meisha wiped the sweat from her palms on her clothes, then she rubbed her hands in the direction of Yunya without any trace, watching the priest ask cautiously.

"As the name suggests, it is used to summon the souls of the dead." The hoarse and misty voice was like light smoke floating in the air, so eerie that it seemed to be able to freeze human blood into ice, he then murmured to himself: "Demons The death of a person is the dissipation of the soul, and it stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a thing in the devil world."

Is it just as simple as summoning the dead?

Lan Tuo was drooping his eyes and thinking about something, and stretched out a pair of hands from behind him. Lan Tuo sensitively sensed the crisis coming from behind him, and subconsciously took a step forward to avoid it, but unexpectedly stepped on the mud and slipped. Instead, he fell into the man's arms.

The man took the opportunity to grab Lan Tuo's neck and pushed him to the ground. His back hit the hard gravel and he was hurt. He was afraid that he had been rubbed with several wounds. Lan Tuo could even feel the warmth. Fluid leaked from the wound on the back.

Those hands were as cold as ice, not like a pair of living hands at all, as if they could freeze everything they touched.

It tightly grasped Lan Tuo's slender neck, and gradually closed it with force. The thick murderous aura poured out from the owner of those hands, flooding towards Lan Tuo overwhelmingly, almost suffocating him.

"Kill you! You bloody bastard...Go to hell! Go to hell

"Ahem... let go..."

Lan Tuo pulled the hand on his neck and struggled vigorously. He only felt that the blood in his whole body stopped flowing at this moment, and his head was swollen and painful, as if it could burst in the next moment.As a result, his vision became blurred, and all the scenes he saw were covered with a faint blood color. In the haze, he seemed to see the person who was close to him.

The man strangled Lan Tuo's neck in a murderous spirit, chanting curse-like words in his mouth excitedly; his eyes were blood red and bloodthirsty, emitting a bloodthirsty cold light through the hazy smoke; It is the eyes, and his face is also ferocious and distorted, as if he is enduring great pain, but there is a happy and strange sneer on his lips, and this face is unfortunately familiar to Lan Tuo.

——It was Yunya!

"Yunya...cough cough...let go!"

However, Yun Ya, who is in awe of Lan Tuo on weekdays, did not show any sign of letting go. As if he had not heard Lan Tuo's words, he pressed harder and harder, and his sharp fingertips even pierced Lan Tuo's fragile neck, drawing a deep line Deep bloodstains, warm liquid dripping along his fingertips onto the muddy ground, making a slight "tick-tock" sound, the tick-tock coincided with the rhythm of the heartbeat, inexplicably heart-wrenching in the silent night panic.

wrong!This is not Yunya!In other words, this is not a normal Yunya. At this moment, he seems to be a beast whose mind has been robbed, completely controlled by others!

Suddenly, feeling a light pinch on the neck, followed by a heavy body pressing down on him, Lan Tuo took the opportunity to gasp for breath, then pushed Yun Ya's limp body away, and sat up.

"How is it, are you seriously injured?"

The deep and elegant voice echoed in Lan Tuo's ears with a hint of anxiety. He raised his head in a daze, and fell into a silver-gray abyss in an instant. The stars in the sky are gentle but not cowardly, bright but not glaring, vaguely as if there is a flash of gorgeous gilt, but there is no trace left.

It's Mei.

With this realization, Lan Tuo immediately felt relieved and shook his head, "It's nothing."

With the help of Mei, he got up from the ground, lowered his head and stared at the jade hand grasping his wrist, the slightly cold temperature made people feel dazed, he straightened his clothes casually, suddenly something happened Added softly: "Don't worry..."

Mei was startled for a moment, then smiled softly, "Okay."

The clear and shallow voice brought a bit of imperceptible warmth, and he raised his hand to smooth the messy long golden hair of the blue tune. Every move was extremely gentle and ambiguous, and it was unbelievably elegant.

It was this kind of ambiguous and charming atmosphere again, whether it was intentional or unintentional, Mei always seemed to be able to create such an atmosphere very easily, which made him shudder uncontrollably, but it did not show any trace at all. It's annoying.

Lan Tuo coughed uncomfortably, and turned his head to look at Yun Ya lying on the ground. When he thought that he was almost strangled to death by this guy just now, he felt a gloomy anger in his heart. Yun Ya tied him tightly, and then kicked him twice in frustration.

Such a childish behavior made Mei laugh, "Hehe, it's alright, he's unconscious and can't feel the pain, you kicked him for nothing." He embraced the young man in his arms politely, but kept a too close distance, looking very intimate, he leaned into Lantiao's ear and whispered softly: "Besides, it's not what he wants."

Lan Tuo didn't seem to notice the closeness of the two, but just lowered his eyes and thought, "Could it be because of the soul calling bell?"

Mei chuckled and nodded: "Probably there is no other way to explain it."

"By the way!" Lan Tuo seemed to suddenly think of something, "Since Yun Ya will be affected, what about the others?"

Without waiting for Mei to answer, he turned around and looked around, only to find that the flames that were lit by the entire group of people were almost extinguished, leaving only a faint green spark swaying in the wind, which at first glance seemed to be floating in the human world. ghost-like.

Lan Tuo recognized that this beam of fire belonged to the priest of the Demon Realm.

"The others have all been recruited. In desperation, the priest and I had no choice but to knock them unconscious." Mei said softly, her voice sounded a little careless, but there was still that sacred and gentle smile on her lips. , like a holy light in a dark and gloomy environment, there is an illusion of dispelling all the haze.

"But we don't seem to be affected, what's going on?" Lan Tuo frowned and asked suspiciously. If it was because of the profound magic power, it would still make sense for him and the priest of the demon world, but it was not the same for Mei. There is no magical power at all...or does he have other ways?

"I don't know what happened to that priest, but I know the reason why you are not affected is true." Mei said, while grabbing Lan Tuo's left hand, the slightly cold fingertips whirled delicately. The young man's slender and pale index finger, blue tone followed his line of sight, and the pure black ring worn on the base of the finger came into view.

Blue tune suddenly remembered that a long time ago, on a sunny morning, Xiu Zeng put the ring on his finger with an interesting smile. The memory did not seem to fade with the passage of time. Now I can clearly recall every word Xiu said at that time, as well as every move he made, even the curve of the corners of his lips was as clear as yesterday.

Mei lightly brushed over this cold pure black ring, the tentacles were smooth and shiny, unable to reflect any light, it was so deep that it seemed to absorb all the brilliance in the world, he smiled meaningfully, looking at the blue-green eyes He said softly, "This is an artifact, wear it carefully, and don't lose it."

"I can't lose it." Lan Tuo looked up at Mei, his expression seemed a little imperceptible, his green eyes were empty, he stared straight at Mei's familiar silver-gray eyes, and suddenly opened his lips and chuckled , tilting his head and blinking his eyes playfully, "From the day I put it on, I can never take it off again." After a pause, he murmured again in a low voice like a sigh: "I I don't want to take it off again..."

No one spoke any more, and the atmosphere was eerily silent for a while.

Lan Tuo put his index finger to his lips, and kissed the ring lightly. The movement was gentle and pious, like a pilgrim worshiping the gods above the nine heavens.

After a while, Lan Tiao withdrew his hand, and his glistening eyes had returned to tranquility. He tilted his head to look at Mei, and his innocent and curious tone properly covered up the faint suspicion, "So what about Mei, Why aren't you affected?"

"I..." Mei covered her lips and smiled lightly, with an unknown brilliance in her silver-gray eyes, he said paradoxically, "Probably... I have a special constitution."

"Bell, bell, bell..."

The bell that had already disappeared suddenly began to reverberate again, each sound seemed to hit the heart directly, and a suffocating sense of oppression spread in the air.

A crimson full moon rises into the sky from behind the treetops, and the blood-colored moonlight is permeated with an indescribable ominousness.

moon?There has always been no distinction between day and night and four seasons in the Demon Realm, and there is no rotation of the sun, moon and stars. Where did the moon come from, and it is also this extremely ominous blood red?

Could it be another illusion?

Lan Tuo leaned against Mei, looking ahead silently. In the thick white smoke, a vague black figure gradually appeared. With the crimson moonlight, Lan Tuo could clearly see that person's face. Frozen in place in astonishment...

"tomb?!"