Chapter 1273: Friends (4)
The wind was fast and extrely evil, carrying an extrely cold Yin Qi.
Pinluo was caught off guard, and just as he was about to be thrown out, hit the stone wall, and fall into the water-
“AI.” A girl’s gentle sigh was heard. Then, it was as if an invisible ‘hand’ had caught his outstretched palm in ti. A force supported him, making him feel as if he was wrapped in clouds. His falling body stopped in mid-air for a mont.
The strong wind quickly passed through his body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. It was as if his flowing blood was about to be frozen, and the chill had invaded his bones. Before he could cry out in pain, the cold wind had already blown out.
The force holding him up quickly disappeared, and pinluo’s body rolled into the boat with a bang. He fell back into the water along with the ship’s body that was jolted up.
The water splashed into the cabin, causing pinluo to shiver. He ignored the pain from his fall and sat up.
That sigh was extrely familiar, as if he had heard it sowhere before.
“Qinglu, qinglu, is that you?”
That voice was like Qing Lu humming a little tune. He had heard it before and after she died, and it had left a deep impression on him.
But at this ti, the voice had shed off the shrill and resentnt that pinluo had heard several tis. Instead, it had beco gentle and smooth, as if the resentnt in her stomach before her ‘death’ had been washed away and she had been freed.
As soon as he finished speaking, qinglu’s soul appeared in front of him from the tunnel.
She was still wearing the red Wedding dress, but her face was very different from the night of her ‘return’.
His face had turned from ashen to deathly pale, and his dark purple lips had lost their color. Although he still looked very terrifying, he had lost the terrifying hostility that he had that day.
She pursed her lips into a smile and slowly retracted her hand that was ‘supporting’ pinluo.
Pinluo had ‘said goodbye’ to her twice, and the impression he left behind was that he couldn’t hold her hand. Now, he finally held her hand, but he wasn’t the one who saved her, but was saved by her.
“You …”
When he t Qing Lu again this ti, he didn’t have song qingxiao and Xiang four to protect him, but for so reason, he wasn’t worried at all.
He had a feeling that Qing Lu wouldn’t hurt him, and she had even saved his life before.
eting an ‘acquaintance’ under such circumstances, the young man felt that he still had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask.
For example, what had happened in the Yu Lun illusionary realm, where song Qing Xiao and Xiang four were, the previous sounds and vibrations, and the palpitations caused by the cold wind, all made pinluo puzzled.
Qing Lu smiled and extended her hand to him. Pinluo was dumbfounded as he stretched his hand out.
This ti, no one stopped him. His hand passed through the cold air and overlapped with the pale little hand. The young man lost consciousness in an instant.
Images flashed through his mind like a lantern. The nine Dragons threatened the earth, the Yellow Emperor led his n to kill the evil Dragons, and the soul suppression clan guarded this place.
The mories of the Requiem clan were imrsed in the nine Springs, and the clear dew had rged with the nine Springs, so they naturally understood this part of history.
It was as if pinluo had a dream of a thousand years. He dread that the young Yi Chang built a holy temple and separated from his wife.He watched as the won of the soul suppression race huddled together and chanted spells, willingly sinking into the water.
He saw that these people would reincarnate once every few decades, and the demonic Qi would wrap around them tighter and tighter.He saw uncle Xiang and the others who had accidentally entered the Yu Lun illusionary realm back then. He heard Yi Chang begging uncle Xiang in his youth to spread the news that there was an evil Dragon here that had not completely disappeared so that the humans could think of a way to fight against this evil intention.
However, he saw that uncle Xiang’s single eye was clearly flickering with avoidance.
Longevity was too touching. Even if it was not a blessing for Yi Chang and the others, it was sothing uncle Xiang could only dream of.
When pinluo heard the young uncle Xiang’s stamring lie, the light in Yichang’s eyes dimd and turned into deep anger.
“No, no,” uncle Xiang! pinluo shouted loudly in his sleep. He seed to have sensed Yichang’s disappointnt in humans. Uncle Xiang’s reaction had hurt him, and the man who had been corroded by demonic energy for a thousand years could not hold on any longer.
Uncle Xiang was still racking his brain for an excuse, saying that he was willing to find sacrificial offerings for them to appease the spirit of the evil Dragon, but he did not ntion that he was willing to send a ssage for help.
Pinluo, who was sleeping, was getting more and more anxious. He hated himself for being so helpless. Seeing Yi Chang’s face getting darker and darker, he suddenly had the strength to shout,
“I’m willing to help you spread the news!”
With a ‘whoosh’, he sat up, and the feeling of powerlessness that bound him disappeared.
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