[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

The air is turbid, but the sky is shining with changing rainbow light, like a huge glass mirror hanging upside down in the sky, illuminating the chaos.

Beautiful, yet eerie.

To become one of the Four Emperors, this Sword Emperor relies on the sharp sword intent he realized when he enlightened to Taoism. This sword intent is very difficult to cultivate, but it also makes his body and will stronger than those of monks in the same realm.

So under the current situation, ordinary monks have long been confused with their five senses and their spiritual consciousness is blurred, but the Emperor of Swords can still stabilize their minds and barely see a "person" standing in the middle of the chaos.

The reason why the Emperor of Swords is not sure whether it is a human being is because the "human" is covered in black mist, and the outline of the whole body is blurred. It made Emperor Dao feel that it should be a person.

The "person" seemed to have noticed the sword emperor who had been hiding his body a hundred feet away with the secret method of magic cultivation, and "he" turned his head slowly.

Daohuang accidentally looked directly into those eyes.

In an instant, an indescribable feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, like a thousand-foot-high wave hitting his body, he was frozen and stiff from head to toe, and he couldn't move.

——There are four eyes on that face.

The King of Swords just glanced at it, and recalled a feeling that he hadn't experienced in thousands of years.

That is the most instinctive emotion of a human being—fear.

run away!run away!

Reason kept urging him, but his body was unable to move because of extreme fear, and the thought of running away kept pounding in his mind, making him have a splitting headache.

But in the next second, his head, like a crushed berry, fell to the ground with a "plop", shattered to pieces.

The sword emperor's body just fell straight from mid-air.The skills he practiced were strange, and his body was very strong, so he didn't break into mud when he fell from mid-air, but directly smashed a big hole in the ground, making a loud noise.

bang——

It was like the sound of black iron and black gold colliding with each other, which brought back a trace of sanity to the person who was about to disappear.

And this person is none other than Mo Bai.

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Mo Bai felt that he was a little strange recently.

He will always have a feeling at certain moments, a mysterious and mysterious feeling that cannot be expressed in words.

just like……

He is independent from the world and does not belong to any place. His existence is incompatible with everything around him, which is a strange strangeness.

The first time I had this feeling was 140 seven years ago.

At that time, he knew almost nothing, and instinctively got close to that person.

If it wasn't for that day, such a day would probably continue for a long time.

His body has a rebirth cycle. On the 28th day, he woke up on the first day and died on the No.20th day.

Death is very painful for him.

But in order to continue to stay by that person's side, he was willing to endure such pain.again and again.

That time, he was placed on a bed with a thick mattress, stuffed with a lot of warm Tang Pozi, but his body was as cold as ever.

He couldn't feel anything but pain.

His throat and vocal cords were so cold that he couldn't even open his lips.

But Mo Bai was very glad that he could not speak.

If there is a sound, probably only the meaning of pain can be heard inside.

Mo Bai looked at the black figure in front of the bed who was busy adding firewood and fire, walking around without rest, his eyes were full of distress.

He even wanted to tell the man that there was no need to do anything, because no matter what he did, he would be frozen to death in a few hours.

However, when the person asked nervously, "Is it warm?", "Have you felt better?", he couldn't say anything.

Perhaps, let that person know that he can actually do something for himself, that person will feel better, right?

Therefore, Mo Bai decided to continue this lie.

He blinked hard at the man, which was a small signal they had set before. Blinking twice means that the answer is yes.

Sure enough, the man seemed relieved, decisively took off his coat, got under the quilt, and hugged him gently.

Mo Bai knew that he didn't have much time left, so he couldn't bear to blink, and stared at the person in front of him closely, not letting go of any expression or movement of him.

So, he noticed.

Why sometimes, the other party's eyes make him feel very strange.

——Obviously looking at him, but Mo Bai felt that he was not looking at him.

But he couldn't help thinking too much, his body began to twitch and hurt due to lack of oxygen, and his vision gradually blurred.

After a few seconds, the organs in the body were so frozen that they could no longer move.

All is quiet.

Mo Bai thought that after opening his eyes, he would see a pair of black eyes full of concern that looked at him like many times in the past.

No.

He was in a gray mist, and there were large and small eddies distributed in the mist, constantly devouring this boundless gray mist.

Mo Bai raised his hand, but couldn't see anything.This was really weird, so he was taken aback.

And while he was stunned for a short while, there was a "click" sound of something breaking in a vortex.

sudden change.

The crisp crackling sound was like a signal.

The vortex stopped swallowing the mist, and then suddenly changed its direction of rotation.

It was devouring before, but now it has become releasing.

A black aura like silk cloth overflowed from the vortex, more and more, the black silk cloth quickly wrapped all the gray mist, and then rushed to other vortexes.

Soon, his surroundings turned into darkness.

Mo Bai stayed where he was, a little at a loss.

He always felt that it shouldn't be like this, here should be...

what is it then?

He looked around blankly, but met a bunch of eyes.

Said it was "a bunch", because those eyes were densely copied in the darkness, and soon covered his surroundings.

The pupil of that eye was a weird diamond shape, and the gray iris looked like something flowing and changing, which made him feel a little uncomfortable just looking at it.

Mo Bai subconsciously raised his hand to block it, not wanting to continue to meet the gaze cast by those eyes, which was so oppressive that he almost made him unable to move.

However, when he saw what should be his "hand", a white light appeared in front of his eyes.

This light is so beautiful, containing infinite purity and peace.

Mo Bai's heart suddenly became very calm.

Intense white light radiated from his body to the surroundings, and those eyes were so pierced that they had to close them, disappearing and disappearing as if unwilling to do so.

At the same time he heard a voice.

The voice was indistinct and hazy, and it was difficult to distinguish the gender, like a spooky ghost laughing and whispering in the ear.

The voice said, "Look, what he cares about is not you at all."