Mo Xiao Yi Shi Qing

Fu Qing left quietly before Shao Ziling woke up.

"You're here? Then let's start." Yao Zhi sat in a wheelchair, facing the abyss, his voice echoed ethereally.

Fu Qing stood in the distance behind Yaozhi, with the cool wind blowing away, hair fluttering in his clothes, and he looked at Yaozhi expressionlessly.

So, let's get started.

I must win this game, there is someone waiting for me.

Fu Qing thought that Shao Ziling had woken up and was waiting for him to go back, so he couldn't help clenching his fists. In this game, he not only had to win, but also brought that thing back.

The puppet attendant behind Yaozhi was dealt with by Fu Qing in a few strokes, lying torn apart on the ground, leaving only Fu Qing and Yaozhi sitting in a wheelchair.

Yaozhi is the creator of demons, and Fu Qing is not sure that he will be able to defeat him, but he must win.

The two fought against each other, and the whip-like black blades danced in the air one by one, breaking the boundary layer by layer, appearing, disappearing, appearing, and disappearing, fighting like a god.

When taking the heart box that time, Yaozhi gave Fu Qing the last choice.

"The last choice is to kill Xiaosheng, or Xiaosheng kills you."

"Of course you don't have to choose, but Xiaosheng won't give you that thing."

I must have that thing, for Fu Zhiqi, my Fu Zhiqi, I must get it!

The blade scratched Fu Qing's cheek, and his clothes began to tear. This battle was going to be difficult after all.

Shao Ziling woke up and saw that there was nothing around him, Fu Qing had already left, the door was locked as usual, and the windows were open as usual.

Fu Qing's sword edge hurt Yaozhi, and his own blade hurt himself, but he was still as usual, as if he hadn't suffered any injuries.

Houses and dead wood have long been affected by the fighting, broken, collapsed, and chaotic.

Shao Ziling didn't know why he was extremely disturbed, and his heart trembled uncontrollably as he watched the eyes flashing through the window.

Shao Ziling walked to the window, but he didn't want Lu Yinzui to stay outside the window, leaning silently.

Shao Ziling's uneasiness and tension intensified. Looking at the window where he could simply turn over and leave the room, he struggled for a moment and made a decision.

Shao Ziling didn't know where Fu Qing was, but he knew, Lu Yinzui must know, he asked Lu Yinzui to lead the way, but Lu Yinzui shook his head and didn't speak.

Fu Qing and Yao Zhi didn't decide the winner, Yao Zhi wanted to die, but he also wanted Fu Qing to die, and he couldn't tell the reason, but he just thought, in this case, let's try his best to live alone.

It's good to be able to die, and that's probably why life is worse than death.

Even though he was full of scars, Fu Qing was still radiant and full of vigor.

Didn't lose, but didn't win either, so keep going.

When the two were about to attack again, they were suddenly interrupted by a voice: "Let me do it."

Li's appearance was unexpected by the two of them.

His eyes were empty, his voice was slurred, and he looked a little strange.

Yao Zhi withdrew his sword, smiled and said: "You already look like this, so why bother."

"Ran Hua." Same as before, the tones of the two words are different, and there is a strangeness in every part of his body.

A huge sickle appeared in Li's hand, as if entering a battle.

"I haven't seen you for so long, you have become like this after all." Yao Zhi laughed.

Li didn't reply, just stood there holding Ran Hua.

Yaozhi looked at Li, then pointed at Fu Qing and signaled him to go aside: "You, stand aside."

Fu Qing frowned and didn't move. He didn't dare to bet, in case he couldn't get that thing.

"Things are with Siri, he will look for you tomorrow." Yaozhi seemed to know what Fu Qing was thinking.

After hearing Yaozhi's words, Fu Qing took a few steps back.

Li Chi didn't move for a long time, Yao Zhi attacked first, Li only moved when he was scratched by the blade, the action looked extremely strange.

Yaozhi suddenly thought of something, and laughed loudly: "You can't hear me anymore! What are you fighting with Xiaosheng!"

Without the sense of smell, taste, sight, and hearing, except for the sense of touch, there are only tens of thousands of years of reflexive conditions for fighting movements carved in the bones.

Only when you are hurt can you feel and fight.

However, in the last battle, Li chose Yaozhi, it was him, and it had to be him.

Lu Yinzui looked into the distance, then looked at the anxious Shao Ziling beside him, put on his cloak and hat, and said to Shao Ziling, "Let's go."

Li's small body was in huge contrast with Ran Hua, the blood and pain let Li know that he was still alive.

The impact of weapons and weapons, the tearing feeling of skin being scratched, the feeling of blowing by the wind, and...not yet...no more...

can't feel anything...

Ran Hua flew out of his hand, without sense of touch, unable to feel the existence of the sickle, and unable to feel how much force he used.

Ran Hua broke away from Li's hand and pierced Yaozhi's chest, his eyes were empty, his expression was dull, and he lost his vitality.

Li fell to the ground, unable to even feel the weightlessness and pain, lying quietly on the ground, the wind was still blowing, Li could no longer feel the blowing of the wind.

I have to live, the snow is still waiting for me to come home.

……

"Fu Qing!"

When Lu Yinzui arrived with Shao Ziling, Fu Qing stood alone, blood was flying around the hem of his torn clothes.

Shao Ziling threw himself into Fu Qing's arms.

That's great, Fu Qing is fine.

Perhaps the feeling of uneasiness is wrong, but if there is any bad news about Fu Qing, it will not be regarded as overthinking.

I would rather be thinking too much, but only when I see Fu Qing can I truly feel at ease.

Lu Yinzui walked up to Li and looked down at him.

Li's eyeballs turned towards Lu Yinzui's direction, as if he could see Lu Yinzui.

Lu Yinzui could see that Li was still alive.

The color of the soul is still in Li's body, only the last color is weak enough to be ignored, and even that last bit is disappearing.

Xue, don't wait for me to go home.

Lu Yinzui could see that Li no longer existed.

The detached sex begins to disappear when the soul disappears.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to leave a last smile to the world.

The wind blows Lu Yin's drunk cloak and hat, the long blue hair flutters in the wind, and the bangs are a little messy. Even if the face is expressionless, you can feel a little sadness from the eyebrows.

Li disappeared, nothing was taken away except Li, and the torn clothes were in the same shape as when Li was wearing them, and were spread on the ground.

Lu Yinzui bent down to pick up a breastplate from the clothes on the ground, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

There is no way, no matter when, along the way, thousands of people have been saved, but they are always the only ones who can do nothing by themselves.

"Lu Yinzui..." Shao Ziling looked at the scene in front of him, feeling sad.

He knew that Lu Yinzui must be very sad.

Lu Yinzui turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Fu Qing and Shao Ziling.

Shao Ziling saw Lu Yinzui's side face through the messy hair blown by the wind, his expression was extremely calm, like a fairy isolated from the world, without human feelings.

However, Shao Ziling knew that although Lu Yinzui was expressionless, he was really, really sad.

Because, when the wind blows past Lu Yinzui, and then blows on Shao Ziling, the sadness brought by the wind will linger for a long time.

For so many years, Yaozhi has searched for a way to die, but he can't die, he can't die no matter what, it will be painful, life will be worse than death, but he can't die no matter what.

Until he got his revenge and attracted countless people into demons, he was still like this day after day, making puppets one after another, and puppets that disappeared one after another, still alone.

Yaozhi soared above the cliff, and was stabbed in the chest by the sickle from his hand. The sickle dissipated, and Yaozhi fell into the cliff.

It seems that this time I can really die.

Yaozhi closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the hand was grabbed.

Yaozhi opened his eyes and saw the puppet holding him, with the number "3507" printed on his face.

"Nine...nineteen, always...always be with the master." The broken puppet tightly grasped Yaozhi's wrist.

The wind blew off the rune ribbon on Yaozhi's eyes, revealing those cautious eyes.

The moment you hold me, my world is full of colors.

It turned out to be him.Yao Zhi thought.

The number 99 is the first and only puppet who can speak.

It turned out that it had been him for so long.

"Xiaosheng's crime is unforgivable, he should have died a long time ago." Yaozhi raised his head and smiled.

The red pupils, black eyes, and crooked smiles are actually not that scary.

The black blade passed through the arms of the two men, wrapped around the puppet's arm, and cut off the puppet's wrist in an instant.

"I just hate this world."

Yaozhi fell down together with the puppet hand that was holding her tightly, and disappeared into the abyss with that distressing smile.

If it was a Horcrux, it should be able to die.

Yaozhi lies under the abyss.

The red in front of my eyes was beating.

It was the carrion butterflies flying all over the sky, waiting for my last breath, and then pounced on me to eat me up.

How good, I'm going to die soon.

Why don't these carrion butterflies come to eat me.

Yes.

I forgot.

I will not die.

It may also die, after all, it is a Horcrux.

But I'm not dead yet.

"Don't you want to live?"

Who is so annoying.

Why bother with my death.

"Then, give me your life, okay?"

What, what nonsense.

Such a warm hand pulled me from the water to his embrace and into another abyss.

thump!

thump!

Shao Ziling's heart suddenly beat extremely fast, beating violently one after another.

It's like the power of the Soul Relief Orb, but it's not quite like it.

My head started to be confused, as if I wanted to see something, but I couldn't see anything, it was still the scene in front of me, and the world began to spin.

"It's useless, you can't see it." Lu Yinzui walked towards Shao Ziling.

Shao Ziling was sweating coldly as he watched Lu Yinzui walking towards him with distorted eyes.

Lu Yinzui knocked Shao Ziling unconscious with his palm. Fu Qing caught the unconscious Shao Ziling and looked at him with hostility for an instant.

It's no wonder that Fu Qing is full of hostility towards Lu Yinzui, after all Shao Ziling always ignores Lu Yinzui because of Lu Yinzui, and at this time Lu Yinzui knocked Shao Ziling unconscious.

"Burker, if he wants to live, he should sleep first." Lu Yinzui said, looking back into the abyss.

What exactly is an abyss, and who knows if he is in an abyss.

The Undertaker, he was actually born.

The soul-repelling pearl can peek into other people's memories, and when emotions fluctuate, they will fall into it unconsciously.

At this moment, the emotions fluctuated greatly, and the soul-restraining pearl fell into the emotional fluctuations, but could not see any memory, and could only fall into chaos and could not escape.

After all, the Soul Relief Orb can only see people's memories.

The mortician, he is not human.