Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

The gray fog dissipated, the pale moonlight shone on the earth, and the road wound to an unknowable place.

But inside the flickering candlelight house, the darkness is ups and downs, and the locked door has been opened at some time? The faint cold wind blows past, and even the candlelight is quietly hidden in the darkness.

A cold and slippery darkness snaked up to his neck, entangled in circles.

The eyes of the person on the body were as red as blood.

He knew it was an illusion, but couldn't help trembling because of the memory.

The red wedding dress has been untied by those things dexterously, and the nobile jasper on the head has also been taken off, and the black hair is scattered on the bed of wedding candy and nuts like a waterfall, Ye Yunlan's complexion is getting paler.

The Mozun leaned down, and the darkness behind him merged into several strands, gathering towards him, wrapping the two of them like silkworm cocoons.

He couldn't see the light anymore, only two spots of blood in the darkness, like the only remaining stars in the deep night.

Something caressed his cheek, but at this moment he couldn't see clearly, and couldn't tell whether it was the demon's hand or something else.

"... Immortal Elder."

The other party's voice rang in his ears, which contained the deep and hoarse voice of the Demon Lord himself, but it seemed to contain billions of other subtly different voices, resounding in his mind together, it was extremely grotesque.

Ye Yunlan was dazed by the other party's call, but after regaining consciousness, her vigilance was raised to the highest level in an instant.

Must escape——!

He closed his eyes and opened them again, propped up his limp body, and forcefully tore away the darkness wrapped around his neck, struggling to escape from the darkness.

But such an action seemed to anger the other party.

In the darkness, those two scarlet spots burned like a fire, and at the same time, there was a darkness that was more intense than the night.They wrap around him like they are alive, stopping their resistance.Their necks were wrapped more tightly, and they felt icy restraints on their wrists and ankles.

There was a burst of pain in her shoulder, and Ye Yunlan groaned, smelling the sweet smell of blood.

——It was the demon king who bit his shoulder.

This kind of situation has happened before.

On a dark full moon night, when the other party is on the brink of madness.

He was forced to stop, frowning tightly.

The sharp canines touched the flesh and slowly scratched it, as if tasting something.

"……enough."

Ye Yunlan finally couldn't help but speak in a hoarse voice, but the other party turned a deaf ear and buried her head in his shoulder.

The surrounding darkness opened its teeth and claws. Such a close distance allowed the unspeakable loss of control and madness in the other party to be transmitted.

Ye Yunlan felt a grotesque confusion and pain, which made his spirit feel distorted and split, as if there were tens of thousands of selves split at the same time, and whispered in his mind at the same time.

Even if their spirits had once landed on Taxu, they would still be affected, and he knew that this might be less than one ten-thousandth of what the other party had endured.

Can't... go on like this...

Ye Yunlan frowned, forcing herself to think calmly.

His current state is different from that of ordinary people who are trapped in a hallucination. He? Knows that he is awake, and also knows that this hallucination is born from the memories that cannot be let go of in his heart, but he cannot rely on his own strength to break free.

When he walked into the small road leading to these houses in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, he had already fallen into an illusion, and the moment he looked at the paper figurine in the mirror, he fell into a second illusion.

And the common arts all go deep into people's hearts layer by layer and control people's minds.If he falls deeper, the chance of him breaking free will be even slimmer.

It would be great if he had the Qingxin Talisman in his hand, otherwise, he could only use his spiritual power to forcibly perform the Qingxin Jue to escape.But for him? With his current body, using spiritual power is undoubtedly like drinking poison.

Mozun caressed the wound on his shoulder with his fingers, and he trembled, "No..."

The other party raised his head and whispered in his ear.

"My lady... I want to have a good night with you, okay?"

"Be here with me forever."

"together forever."

Ye Yunlan just shook her head, half a tear was at the end of her eyes, and her slender five fingers were trying to grab something.

It's just an illusion.he thinks.

And the person he was thinking about was never an illusion—suddenly, he felt a faint connection, which came from the shadow that was connected to him.

Ye Yunlan's consciousness was lifted, and he strengthened the idea of ​​calling for Queying in his soul.

The darkness around his wrist became tighter and tighter, and the other party leaned over and kissed him? The teardrops at the end of his eyes, his breath was so crazy, but his movements were tender and affectionate.

And he clenched his five fingers, and finally grasped his own, icy-cold weapon inch by inch.

"Don't cry," the Vision told him.

Ye Yunlan's lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end there was only silence.

And their spirit sword moved independently, and the clear sword light eliminated the restraints on their limbs.

The illusion is not the person after all, the irresistible darkness of the previous life is a little illusory in the light of the sword, but it is gathering at a very fast speed.

Ye Yunlan rolled over to the ground and fled towards the window sill.

Because I was too anxious, I accidentally tripped over the rouge box on the ground, and felt a sharp pain in my ankle.

Ye Yunlan frowned and resisted, turning over and going out the window.

Looking back, the darkness in the house was indistinct, surging and undulating. Two sticks were stretched out frantically to pull him back, but they hit the window, as if there was an invisible layer blocking it.

Ye Yunlan exhaled slowly, raised her hand to rub her temples, lowered her eyes, looking at her hand holding the sword.

After a while, he raised his head and turned around to look around.

The surrounding gray fog has dissipated, several houses are quiet, all the candles that were lit before have been silenced, and the noise of people's voices has also disappeared.

With his blurred vision, he could only vaguely see the edge of the house near the outside, which was still surrounded by mist, except that he had seen the path under the moonlight winding outward.

Ye Yunlan raised his head and glanced at the pale moon in the night, and made some calculations with his spiritual sense, and decided to walk out along that path.

It's just that he has a severe sprain on his ankle, which has affected his walking, and his figure is quite staggering.

After half a cup of tea time, I walked to the edge of the path, and the front was shrouded in gray fog.

The road was broken again.

Ye Yunlan stood on the spot, barely using the missing shadow to support the ground, only felt that the illusion was too vast, and it could not be created by ordinary formations.

Perhaps, the vastness is not the formation, but something entangled in him.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the distant mist.

The figure was tall, pitch-black, hidden in the mist, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he felt like a Demon Lord.

Is it an illusion again?

A trace of unspeakable fatigue appeared on Ye Yunlan's face, she clenched the sword in her hand, hesitated for a moment, but did not turn around and run away after all.

On the one hand, it was because he sprained his foot, and on the other hand, it was because he had just used inspiration to find his way again, and the feedback from the injury in his body was already a bit bad.

He? Needs a break.

……or!A long slumber.

The dark figure walked towards him step by step from the mist. Wherever it passed, the mist would disperse a little. Those limbs and faces distorted in the mist, for some reason, scattered around and did not attack the opponent. .

When Ye Yunlan was finally able to see the other person's face clearly, what he saw was not the hideous ghost face in memory, but Shen Shu's handsome face.

He held the afterglow in his hand, his eyes were like blood, and his expression made Ye Yunlan feel strange, but also familiar.

"Such a strong nightmarish aura..." The other party had a half-smile in his eyes, "You want to create an illusion to confuse me?"

He looked at the pale man in front of him, with loose black hair and disheveled clothes, and slowly licked his lips.

"It's been so many times, but there's still some progress. This time, the illusion is pretty good..." Saying that, he smiled cheerfully, but no emotion could be seen in his deep eyes.

Ye Yunlan intuited that he had misunderstood something, and wanted to explain, but even he himself couldn't tell whether what was in front of him was Shen Shu himself, or the illusion he had encountered.

At such a time, he would rather see the devil in front of him, because as long as he maintains his sanity, he can know very clearly that everything related to that person is a lie.

Because that person had already been reduced to ashes before his eyes, not even a soul left behind.

Ye Yunlan saw Shen Shu getting closer, "What do you want to do?"

Shen Shu's eyes were stained with blood, and the evil was not concealed.

He said: "I ate you."

Ye Yunlan's complexion changed, and it was difficult to understand the meaning of Shen Shu's words. He looked at the scarlet eyes of the other party, which were very different from usual, and couldn't help but took a step back.

Before he could react more, there was a flower in front of him, Shen Shu and him were very close, their hands touched the afterglow of the other's hand, and at the same time, a strange connection touched the heart .

——The Remnant Light Sword was refined by his spiritual knowledge. Although he has recognized Shen Shu as the master, he still has a connection with him.

The person in front of me is not an illusion, it is really Shen Shu!

Ye Yunlan opened his mouth to speak, but Shen Shu's chin was suddenly pinched by Shen Shu's hand. Shen Shu leaned closer, and his bloody eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, bit down.

The thin lips were bitten by the other party, like tender meat being held by a hungry wolf, but where Ye Yunlan couldn't see, darkness had already enveloped his shadow, like an evil beast opened its mouth.

Ye Yunlan opened her eyes wide, her body stiffened as she was being eaten by Shen Shu.

"Let the phantom please me, like your fellow clansmen do." Shen Shu bit his lips, his voice was low and dangerous, "Otherwise, I'll kill you."

He is used to eating monsters in the Demon Abyss, and he has eliminated many nightmares and other types of monsters along the way.

If it weren't for the fact that this illusion is quite tempting, give him? Indescribable throbbing, before actually devouring the nightmare that created the illusion.He? He still wants to tease this illusion, how could the nightmare hidden in the dark be alive until now.

In reality, the master of "he?" is always dressed in white, as cold as snow, as if he is not stained with the world. How can he be so messy and waiting here in a red wedding dress, just like a bride waiting for her husband to get married? ?

...Different from the phantoms created by the previous nightmares, the person in front of him is not active, even stiff, which seems to be different from the phantoms he encountered before.

...However, the taste of these lips is too good...

--Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

Shen Shu's face was tilted to one side by the slap, and red five-finger prints slowly appeared on it. He was stunned, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Looking back, the pale face of the person in front of him was full of anger, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and the mole at the corner of his eyes seemed to be streaming with blood.

The raised hands were still trembling, as if he was already extremely angry.

He frowned.

Is this a new trick of the Nightmare, or...

He sniffed.

No, under the body of the person in front of him that was wrapped in the breath of the nightmare, there seemed to be some vaguely familiar smells.

"...Master?"

He? He hesitated for a moment, and said.