Chapter 269: What can move?
The overwhelming light was leaving him, and Bailian's world suddenly fell into darkness.
In the courtyard outside the window, the old tree will bloom at some point.
The flowers are fragrant at night, the apricot blossoms are rustling, and the light and shadow are swaying.
The female corpse sat down under the red silk ribbon of the beam, staring into the void with her dull gray eyes.
Balian's eyes were a little distracted, and his pair of dark eyes were like two deep whirlpools in a dream, as if his consciousness was chaotic and he didn't know where he was.
In the ever-beating heart, a corpse bead ignited, suffocating in the chest, emitting a fierce but dying light.
Beside his ears, for a moment, there was a confusing illusion of the sword tower, and for a while, it turned into Fang Geyu's face of defeat with his eyes closed tightly, helplessly weeping.
Both of them are trapped in the confusion of memories of the past. If they cannot overcome themselves, how can they bring each other back to the reality of the world from the end of the other shore.
But unknown to the two of them, at this moment, the female corpse’s blind eyes fell on their two tightly held palms.
She clearly couldn't see anything, but as if she had some realization, her eyeballs gradually became bloodshot.
The sarcastic sneer on her face became deeper and deeper. She danced lightly with her ten fingers, like rain, falling on the human skin drum head fiercely and quickly.
The fingers flicked quickly, and the bloody lips murmured.
“The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaking and the dew turns to frost, and the swallows say goodbye and fly to the south.” Why should Yanliu send it elsewhere? ”
"My humble concubine stays alone in the empty room. I am worried about you and dare not forget you. I don't realize that my clothes are stained with tears."
The red thread of the two-phase ghost marriage winds into a snake in mid-air, and quickly turns bright red from the wrists of the two. It fell off from the mark.
The slender red thread was stretched to the extreme, both ends were sharp, and with two hisses, it sank into the hearts of Bai Lian and Fang Geyu respectively, but it did not cause any blood damage to the two of them, and then The red line quickly disappeared.
Bailian only heard a buzzing sound in his head, as if a bow string was suddenly broken.
He raised his fist and smashed it towards his heart. Blood rushed up from his mouth, and the fishy sweetness in his throat made his dark and deep eyes briefly clear.
Not daring to delay at all, he was about to raise his fingers to gently rub the jade in the green water, summoning the strange little sword, but found that his arms were so weak that he could not use even half of his spiritual power and physical strength.
Bailian was shocked.
The female corpse tilted her head and let out a soft sigh, as if she did not expect that Balian could break free from the soul-obsessing technique of the human skin drum again.
However, the more you resist the soul-obsessing magic, the stronger the feedback will be to erode your body, taking away control of your body.
So what if it is a state of clarity.
Bai Lian gritted his teeth and called out incoherently: "Fang... Ge..."
At some point, Fang Geyu, who was lying on his side, changed into an oppressive posture, petite and exquisite. All the bodies were pressed against his body.
I don’t know what kind of sad thing I dreamed about, but the long black eyelashes were stained with tears and trembled.
The corners of her eyes were wet and red, with lingering tears, and her thin body was trembling slightly. However, the slender arms that tightly tightened his waist were extremely strong, but they did not lose all strength like him.
Bailian has never seen such an abnormal Fang Geyu, and his call is not meaningless.
The girl who was pillowing on his chest slowly opened her eyes, waking up from her slumber. Her pupils as bright as obsidian seemed to hide thousands of sorrows, which eventually turned into mist, and her tears rolled down into beads. On that delicate and elegant face It slipped silently from his face.
For a moment, he looked extremely sad. Seeing her like this, Balian didn't know where he got the strength to raise his fingers with difficulty, and weakly wiped the corners of her eyes.
He said: "Stop crying."
The threads of ghost marriage are closely connected. What he experienced just now was not only the despair he once had, There was also Fang Geyu, and he also got a glimpse of it.
At this moment, he finally understood who the two people Fang Geyu originally said he wanted to save with the emperor's secret treasure in Xianling City were.
No, in a sense, the two people Fang Geyu wanted to save couldn't even be called human beings.
This is the real sadness.
Bailian bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain took back a little control of his body. He wanted to say that the threat of the female corpse was still there, so Fang Geyu should cheer up first.
But the next moment, Bailian noticed something strange about Fang Ge Yudi.
Her eyes were bright, but also dark, like a bottomless cold pool. She seemed to be awake, but in fact, her soul was still sinking into silence and was nowhere to be found.
The eyebrows are elegant, the eyes are full of tears, the girl's long dark hair is spread on both sides of his chest, and the remaining red at the end of the eyes has not yet faded away.
She suddenly laughed infatuatedly, and moved forward like a clinging cat.
Bailian was stunned for a moment, and he was not allowed to stop anything. The girl's eyebrows were pressed against his chin.
Rubbing it gently like a baby, she exhaled a warm orchid breath with red lips and white teeth, and breathed on Balian's neck. There was a pool of water in her eyes, and she said in a greasy voice: " Si Chen, Si Chen, I have a nightmare, please come and comfort me quickly.”
This voice was so soft and frightening, so crisp.
The girl's beautiful voice still contained a bit of grievance that made her choke up in shock, and she softly called his name, looking completely pitiful.
Where can I see even half of the arrogance and arrogance of the usual eldest lady.
It's like a hedgehog with its sharp thorns plucked out, its soft belly exposed unpreparedly, and its sound is like a kitten's claws scratching people's hearts. It does not have any lethality, but it makes people feel sad. The person is itching terribly.
Bailian couldn't decide for a while whether Fang Geyu was awake. If he didn't wake up, why did he call his name?
But if he was sober, there was absolutely no way that Fang Geyu, whom Bai Lian knew, could show such a soft side.
The soft breathing brought a somewhat ambiguous warmth, which warmed the skin on his neck.
Bailian rolled his Adam's apple involuntarily, and was about to speak when he heard Fang Geyu make a light noise, as if he had discovered something interesting: "What is it? Can it move?"
She While squinting his eyes and chuckling, he pressed his head, opened his mouth slightly, and took a gentle bite on the rolling Adam's apple of Gulu.
Bailian did not make a sound, but his brows were extremely low.
There was a pair of sharp tiger teeth under the girl's lips, grinding them like a milk dog's teeth. He could clearly feel the soft touch.
This is definitely not Fang Geyu in a normal state!
He tilted his head and glared hard at the female corpse in red.
As if she sensed Balian's gaze, the female corpse smiled coldly, her ghostly body fluttering in the windless under the beams, and there was a sound of drums around her waist.
“I captured a fragment of her soul and allowed her to see the deepest fear in her memory in her dream. You must have experienced it too. I don’t know when you felt like this. Courage to be able to wake up from the illusion of memories
But she is not so lucky. Fear and despair have taken over her entire soul. Now she seems to regard you as Si Chen in her mouth and as her last support. ”
Bailian’s body was slightly cold.
(End of this chapter)