Chapter 451 The Melting Snow Girl
As we all know, ghosts have no tears.
Otherwise, when Xue Nu was eating red oil noodles with Gu Xu in the Jingzhou restaurant, she would have been tortured by the chili pepper until her cheeks turned red and she burst into tears.
"She is not crying, but melting."
Kong Xuan Sanren stared at the snow girl for a while and came to this conclusion with a solemn expression.
After Lu Shiyao committed suicide by jumping off a cliff in Yishan Mountain, her body was already mutilated and no longer human.
It was he who found her remnant soul.
While using the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique" to transform her into a ghost, he also used the ice and snow of Yishan Mountain to restore her beautiful appearance during her lifetime.
The term "ice skin and snow skin" may be just a compliment written by literati when applied to other women; but for the snow girl, it is the real deal.
Because of this, her appearance was forever fixed at the age of eighteen, and she lost her normal sensory perception. The broken soul has been sealed in the cold body for a long time, and it seems to have gradually lost its emotional fluctuations.
Since it is ice and snow, there is a possibility of melting.
However, Kong Xuansanren knew that the snow girl melted not because of the temperature of the outside world, but because she was burning her own soul.
In this battle, she was determined to die.
The tip of her pen first pointed at the Liangzhou people who were chasing Gu Xu.
I saw an ice wall several feet high instantly crossing between Gu Xu and everyone, blocking them.
"Young Master, get out of here quickly!" She used the Jinghong Pen to send a message to Gu Xu's spiritual consciousness.
Gu Xu turned his head and glanced at her.
He saw her stepping on the flying snow, rising into the air again, her plain white dress curling like clouds, and her long hair burning like silver-white flames.
During the recent time together, Gu Xu had already appreciated her beauty from various angles. But she has never been as stunningly beautiful as she is now.
Her eyes were filled with tears, like the rippling surface of a lake, reflecting the white world and Gu Xu's figure.
Under the influence of her powerful magic power, a thin layer of frost condensed on each clone of Kong Xuan Sanren, and the movements of casting spells became sluggish.
“Go quickly!” She urged again in her consciousness.
Gu Xu was in a complicated mood at the moment.
He saw the tears on the snow girl's face, clearly felt her rapidly rising aura, and also noticed her determination to return with the enemy.
He knew that she was burning her soul in order to briefly gain the strength to fight Kong Xuanren, thereby buying time for him to escape.
"What an idiot." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
Kongxuan Sanren has many clones, and there must be countless ways to save his life. Even if Yuki-onna burns her soul, she can very well wipe him out of this world.
Besides, facing the Kongxuan Sanren who are proficient in the way of cause and effect, even if Gu Xu can escape successfully, where can he escape to?
Kongxuan Sanren will be able to discover his whereabouts sooner or later.
"Stop it!" He shouted to the Snow Girl using his spiritual consciousness, "You can't solve the problem by doing this!"
But Yuki-onna didn't listen to his dissuasion this time.
Her eyes first glanced at the people who had turned into ice sculptures, and then she smiled faintly at Gu Xu.
Her smile is very shallow, but it gives people an amazing feeling, like the ice and snow melting, the warm wind blowing on the face, and the green willows sprouting new buds by the river bank.
Gu Xu suddenly understood that she burned her soul not only to save him, but also to atone for her crime of massacring people.
Her nature has always been simple and kind. When she realized that hundreds of lives were on her hands, her heart was undoubtedly heavy and painful.
Death may be a relief for her.
It’s just that maybe it’s because he feels sympathy for her experience, or maybe it’s because the journey these days has made him accustomed to having her by his side.
Gu Xu didn’t want to watch her disappear.
Just as Gu Xu was frowning, a familiar voice suddenly sounded deep in his mind:
"So this time, do you need my help?"
This voice is exactly the same as his own, and it undoubtedly belongs to the mysterious white-haired boy.
Gu Xu did not respond to him immediately.
The words of the white-haired boy reminded him that after he cut off the cause and effect from this world, the time for him to be promoted to the fifth realm was completely ripe - he could take this step at any time as long as he wanted to .
Successfully breaking through means that he will have a new authority.
"Time" and "Qiankun" both helped him get out of his predicament and find hope at a critical moment of his life and death.
Perhaps this new authority will also be the key to breaking the situation today?
While Xue Nu temporarily held back Kong Xuan San and the angry Liangzhou people, Gu Xu turned around and got into a corner, took a deep breath, stuffed the prepared elixir into his mouth, and then closed his mouth. On the eyes.
The dim and lightless world of the underworld appeared in front of him again.
The Wangxiang Tower on the towering and dangerous peak has been left far behind him.
He strode forward along the road leading to the underworld, and soon came to a pavilion with a simple and strange shape.
This is a hexagonal pavilion with single columns and double eaves. The eaves are raised and the corners are raised as if flying. It is covered with black tiles and decorated with numerous sculptures of various monsters and monsters with ferocious faces, glowing with a dark red light.
Gu Xu knew that this pavilion was the legendary "Meng Po Pavilion".
Here, the practitioners will drink the Meng Po soup sent by Meng Po, and then let go of the burdens and fetters of the world, and take a step closer to the goal of transcendence.
But today, there is no Meng Po in the Meng Po Pavilion.
Instead, there was the white-haired boy who looked exactly like Gu Xu.
There is a long nail on each of his left leg and right shoulder, which penetrates his flesh and blood and fixes him to the pillar of Meng Poting.
However, he smiled relaxedly and seemed to feel no pain at all.
Gu Xu noticed that the figure of the white-haired boy was somewhat translucent at this moment - not like a living person, but more like a disembodied ghost.
"You are finally here," the white-haired boy said leisurely, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Stop talking nonsense," Gu Xu walked straight up to him, "Just tell me which nail I should help you pull out this time?"
"Don't be so anxious," Bai Bai The young man said, "Why don't you be patient and listen to what I have to say first? I have a better way to help you solve the problem at hand."
"When you finish speaking, Lu Shi Haruka is dead."
As he said this, he reached out and held the nail on the white-haired boy's right shoulder.
“Don’t pull this one out!” the white-haired boy exclaimed.
This was the first time he saw Gu Xu acting so domineering in front of him, and he was caught off guard.
"Then I pull out the other one?" Gu Xu let go of his hand and looked at the nail on his left leg.
(End of this chapter)