PFC Chapter 471 The constant provocation (plus 2)
Chapter 471 The constant provocation (plus 2)
Therefore, Zixi missed Baiyuan, and Wanhe missed his master. The sadder Zixi was, the more painful Wanhe was. The sadder Wanhe was, the more Zixi was affected.
Anyway, when it comes to heartache between two people, Zi Xi must bear more than Wan He.
Therefore, there are so many things that can make Zixi sad that you can dig through a sack with your eyes closed.
Zixi refused to open the door, feeling confused and heartbroken. She was trapped in a small world, where all she could see were gray and black city walls, lifeless and without hope.
Her heart ached in pain, and she seemed to hear the sound of the horn again.
His mind was unstable, his divine power was weakening, and the light of the Tianhua Umbrella dimmed. At this time, a black smoke suddenly rushed out from the darkness. Zixi reacted very quickly and ducked sideways.
At the same time, a ball of Jiunai True Fire fell from the sky and landed on the Tianhua Umbrella.
With a twist of Zixi's wrist, the Tianhua Umbrella turned into a long pink sword. He raised it high and dropped it heavily. The fire ball of Jiumei True Fire was split into countless small fires and scattered around.
How could she forget that there is a candle dragon watching eagerly in the sky, and a mysterious dragon waiting for an opportunity on the ground.
This small world has long been locked.
Her hand pressed on a door involuntarily, and the door opened without much effort.
There is another world inside. It seems that the air here is fresher and the temperature is not so hot.
She stepped over.
There is a plum blossom branch in the corner, branching out diagonally. The plum blossoms are blooming in the wind, but there is no fragrance. Moreover, it is a green plum blossom.
The green color of the hosta is like the battle robe on Bai Yuan.
The green plum was standing in the corner. As she looked at it, she saw the green plum turn into Bai Yuan. He stretched out his hand towards her and smiled warmly: "Zixi, come, I will take you to see it." nice one--"
Zixi's tears burst into tears in an instant.
With so many things standing between them, how could Bai Yuan still smile at her as before?
She blinked her eyes, tears rolled out, her vision became clear, and it was still the green plum blossoms that were blooming.
Zi Xi was surprised. She actually had a hallucination in Wan He's tune?
Is Xuan Yaoqin too domineering, or is Wan He's ability much greater than she imagined?
What's even more strange is that she didn't take any measures to deal with it.
If Wan He can really give her more illusions about Bai Yuan and immerse herself in them, it doesn't seem so bad.
She didn't realize it, but she had become addicted to the feeling.
But when you become deeply addicted, there will be a huge gap when you see the reality clearly, and the warmth you feel will be instantly withdrawn in a cruel and extreme way.
If you can't get it, it's better to never have it, don't provoke it, and don't have unrealistic extravagant hopes.
However, Wan He played the Xuan Yao Qin and played Farewell Shang in exactly the same tune that kept provoking people.
Give you everything you want, as much as you want, but the duration is so short that it makes you trance-like, obsessed, and tortured.
Zixi was confused and confused. A dull atmosphere enveloped her heart. The past was so painful that she couldn't bear to look back.
But the memory is like a storyteller, using a tone full of local accent, jumping over puddles and small villages, waiting for the fate of meeting.
Turning around, she pushed open the blooming green plum, opened another door, and saw the gray peonies all over the ground.
The flowers in Shura City can bloom all over the city without care and nourishment. They are peonies that have no color tone. They want to be low-key but because they are too beautiful, they have not lost their original color.
Why, it’s all Shura’s stuff.
Bai Yuan owed her hand and walked through the corridor lined with gray peonies on both sides.
Zixi panicked and opened a door again. The towering ginkgo tree saw sunlight falling mottledly from between the leaves and scattered on the ground in bits and pieces.
Zixi raised her head and closed her eyes, as if she could smell the unique smell of ginkgo.
"Zixi——"
She opened her eyes, and the voice in her ears was disembodied. She searched aimlessly, her eyes slowly moving across the small space.
"Zixi——"
It was the same gentle voice. Zi Xi didn't find anyone, but when she heard the voice, she could imagine that the corners of the speaker's mouth were raised, his eyes were gentle, and he looked at her with affection.
“Zi Xi—let’s not fight anymore, okay?”
Zixi opened her mouth. She didn't want to fight, but she couldn't give up the hatred between her country and her family.
"Ayuan, you and I are burdened with too many things. Now, you and I can't be just you and me. There are too many things between us -"
That battle is bound to happen, and it will definitely end in a fight to the death.
If someone must die, then she chooses herself, fights hard, does her best, and exchanges one life for the peace of her family. Her pattern is for the world and the prosperity of her family and country. Her wish is that the wilderness will last forever and the people will be peaceful. .
Wan He saw a different world through Zi Xi's eyes, but she was not moved by Zi Xi's incident.
Her heart is so small that it can only hold the life, death and well-being of the people she cares about. Her world is so big that besides herself, there are also people who love her living there.
But she couldn't care about the people in the world for the time being.
A person who can't even protect the relatives he cares about, how can he talk about the common people in the world?
Zixi suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a phantom appeared in front of his eyes. Only then did Wan He focus on the phantom in front of him.
The red figure was holding his hands on the wall and his face was pale.
She could feel that Zi Xi's soul was very weak.
But this is not the end.
Wan He plucked the strings with one hand, and the speed increased instead of decreasing. He made a secret with one hand: "Meet each other thousands of miles away, shrink the ground to an inch, and the fire lin beast comes——"
Zixi just pushed open a door and faced a blazing fire, from which a misty fire lin beast appeared.
The Fire Lin Beast was sleeping soundly in the Demon Flame Mountain area. Suddenly it felt its master's call. Before opening its eyes, it changed its position. When it opened its eyes, it saw Zixi opening the door and appearing.
It was so frightened that it literally jumped three feet high, and the flames grew in size. However, it reacted so quickly that it turned around and ran away without fighting.
Ouch, this woman's face is so pale, she's so scared.
As a result, after just two steps, he seemed to wake up completely. His four hooves came to a sudden stop, and the dust flew up and started to smoke.
No, isn't it the one summoned by the master when it appears here?
The owner was probably also frightened by this woman, so he called it here. To be honest, after following the owner for so long, he had never been summoned before.
You can't retreat, you can't retreat. If you run away, you may be beaten to death by the naughty fox.
The Fire Lin Beast turned around, the flames all over its body surged, its hooves dug holes in the ground, it snorted hard, and a ball of flames sprayed towards Zi Xi.
In terms of momentum, it is really very powerful and compelling.
Who would have expected that as soon as this ball of fire erupted, it would be swallowed up by a stream of Jiunai True Fire that suddenly descended from the sky, turning into a powerful stream of fire sweeping across the body.