Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu stared blankly.

In this distant memory that came from nowhere, he saw the carvings on the rock wall gradually taking shape, and a clear portrait gradually emerged, which was the face he had seen in the cave in Yushan Yuma .

The former god Gun, who was imprisoned in the marsh, once left many carvings on the ancient land of Yushan. They were all wiped away by wind, frost, rain and snow, leaving no trace, only the portrait of Youying remained intact.

Lu Zhengqiu raised his hand and pressed his fingers against the rock wall.

The touch left by the moss is damp and soft. However, behind the moss, there are completely different, clear and steady scratches.

He just glanced at it hastily, but he knew every trace of it in his heart.

For a moment, he seemed to be standing in front of the rock wall, holding a thin blade, carving without distraction, humming a happy song.

However, at the next moment, he sat on the rock again, cast his empty eyes forward, and quietly watched his face take shape on the rock wall.

The memories from the two people permeated his marrow and stirred in his chest.

The sun and the moon rotate, the seasons change, the sea changes...

The great sense of inversion made him dizzy, and the waves of memory tore him from all directions. He saw the Milky Way pouring from the sky, saw the black clouds engulfing the clear sky, and saw the shadow of death pressing down from the top of his head and choking him by the throat. , but something was reborn in severe pain...

He was lost in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Master, wake up—"

Di Dongqing grasped Lu Zhengqiu's shoulders, calling eagerly in Lu Zhengqiu's ear.

The stone chamber under the ground was already dark, the strong wind raged, and the black soil was rolled up and rushed to the sky. Sometimes they condensed into blades, and sometimes gathered into needles, driving away all intruders except Lu Zhengqiu.

Like a domesticated beast, Xi Rang surrounded Lu Zhengqiu obediently, made way for him, and invited him to move forward.

His shoulders were still firmly grasped, and after several unsuccessful struggles, he turned his head.

Those eyes made Di Dongqing stunned.

In Di Dongqing's memory, the eyes are light brown, warm and soft, and even the eyebrows are lighter and narrower than ordinary people. Even if the light is lost, the empty pupils still contain tenderness.

But at this moment, those pupils were eroded by the ice, and they were abnormally cold.The ice seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years, and even a raging fire couldn't melt them.

He was no longer in the eyes of his master.

He clasped his five fingers, grabbed the other person's shoulders and shook: "Master! Be sober!"

"Let go!" Lu Zhengqiu shook off his hand vigorously.

The scolding sound was cold and sharp, which made Di Dongqing stunned for a moment, and the soil around him seemed to be responding to his order, and gathered in the air in an instant, like a tiger or leopard with its fur standing on end and its sharp fangs showing from its mouth.

The black mist turned into countless blades and smashed down.

Di Dongqing let out a sob, and the falling blade roared to tear the air, and then tore his skin, leaving countless wounds on his arms and shoulders.

The severe pain all over his body almost made him faint, however, the towering wind in his ears was still demonstrating to him.

——If you continue to move forward, the next knife will penetrate your body.

"Brother Dongqing, back away first!" There was a faint shout from a distance, it was Bai Xiuchuan's voice.

He turned his head to the side, however, the figures of Bai Xiuchuan and Shen Zhaoyun were blocked by the black mist all over the sky, making them hard to see clearly.

He turned to look at the person a short distance away.

In this dark and deep world where the world is upside down, there are only the two of them left.

He had seen many people who were bewitched by Fuyao Qingfeng and lost their minds, but the situation of Master in front of him was a hundred times worse than theirs.With his fingers resting on the side of the other's neck, there was a clear tactile sensation from his palm, which keenly reflected the changes in his pulse.Lu Zhengqiu's pulse was chaotic like a drum beating, and his true energy surged wantonly in his body, as if he was on the verge of a gushing flame.All kinds of signs are alerting him - this body has merged with the soil, and it is no longer the person he was familiar with in the past.

Even so, what's the matter.

There was no retreat behind him, but he felt a long-lost relief in his heart.

It turns out that there is no way back.

Shen Zhaoyun's call sounded from a distance: "Di Shaoxia, you are seriously injured, let him go first, and we will find a way!"

He tried to answer, but his throat was dry and he could only make a hoarse and rough sound.

"I've let go so many times that I don't want to go through it again."

His voice was so small that only he could hear it.

The next moment, the black mist turned into a cluster of arrows and drilled towards the back of his hand.

"No! Don't try to drive me away—"

He let out a roar from the depths of his throat, one hand slipped from his shoulder, and wrapped around Lu Zhengqiu's waist, the other hand shook the sword out of its sheath, and with a swing of the sword edge, it split open the cluster of arrows formed by the black mist .

The unicorn sword was shining with silver light, and it cut impartially. However, the black mist quickly dissipated, flowing past the thin blade, and soon condensed into an equally strong sharp blade, attacking him again.

The energy of the soil is inexhaustible and endless, no matter how fast his sword is, it cannot catch up with its changes.

Flesh and blood alone cannot resist the ancient spiritual power.

He seemed to be walking in a sea of ​​fire with thorns on his back, his whole body was covered with scars, his pain was almost numb, he only felt exhausted, his knees bent, and he almost fell to his knees.

But he only trembled, and stood firmly again, still firmly holding Lu Zhengqiu by his side.

Holding a sword in one hand and protecting people in the other.

In his life, he has very little, but what he has lost is innumerable. The dead are hard to find, and the past is hard to recover. Only these two things are his solid support.

He felt the body just a few feet away was still struggling, desperately trying to shake him off, but he just drew his arms tighter.

As long as a person is alive, he will never let go of his attachment.Even the will of the gods cannot bend him.

"...Master, your Dongqing has grown up, and she wants to go with you."

He chewed the blood in his mouth and swallowed it down his throat together with the broken teeth.

Xi Yang once again condensed into a blade, pounced on him time and time again, and tore his flesh apart

Scarlet blood trickled down his forehead and seeped into his eyelids.forced him to close his eyes.

He propped the blade on the ground, and silently endured the torrential rain.He only felt that his body was split into countless pieces, all scattered, only the fire in his heart was still jumping.

After an unknown amount of time, the rain finally stopped, probably because Xi Rang was also tired and didn't want to entangle with him any longer.

The person in his arms trembled slightly, groping to put his fingertips on his cheek: "... Dongqing, are you okay?"

He opened his eyes with a look of confusion on his face, as if he couldn't believe that the storm had passed.But after seeing Master's expression, he finally raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a slight smile.

"Don't worry, I'm still in good spirits."

His trembling voice was unconvincing, and the smell of blood rippled in the air and penetrated into Lu Zhengqiu's nose.The latter caressed his cheek with his palm, and whispered: "Silly boy, why don't you hide."

"I knew that Master was reluctant to hurt me."

His ending sound rose, and his tone seemed a little willful and naughty, which really didn't match his bruised appearance.

Lu Zhengqiu sighed softly, and said: "I saw the memory left by Youying's remnant soul, and I am afraid that it is not something that ordinary people can afford."

Dongqing shook her head, and asked back, "But didn't you wake up?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "It's just a fluke, if something happens to me again, you must..."

Before the words fell, Dongqing raised her hand in a panic and covered his mouth.