Douluo's Fire

Chapter 141 Chapter 140 There is darkness behind, please move on
Surprised in Han Chi's heart, he looked at Ye Li who had escaped from the phantom and gradually turned into reality, and walked in front of him, "Ye Li, can you come in?"

After experiencing a series of scenes, the memory in Han Chi's heart has gradually come back, and he knows what is going on with him now.

But, for him now, he couldn't touch it, couldn't hear it, the whole world was just a phantom to him, a cage from which he couldn't escape.

So when I saw that Ye Li was able to get out of the phantom and walk in front of him, I was very surprised.

Ye Li held Lihuo in his hands, the flames swayed, and the light and shadows where the flames went were slightly distorted, revealing a trace of the dark walls of the castle.

Shaking his head, "It's not possible, what's here is just a projection of me, and the fire is about to go out, so I won't be here for long."

Hearing Ye Li's words, Han Chi didn't feel lost in his heart, but looked at Ye Li trustingly, and told Ye Li what happened to him.

Quietly listening to Han Chi's affairs, Ye Li held Li Huo in his hand, and looked up into the distance, where a wisp of flame was burning tenaciously, supporting the direction of Han Chi's return.

Dragon balls, soul blood reagents, strange auras, all of these things come together to produce such a reaction. Sure enough, I know too little, and there are too many areas to learn.

In Han Chi's gaze, Ye Li nodded, holding up the flame in his hand, and in the distance in front of Han Chi, a ray of flame was burning hard, supporting a faint light.

Han Chi looked into the distance with a surprised expression. Ever since he remembered the memory, only ruthless and endless phantoms appeared in front of his eyes, and he had never seen that flame.

The flame was weak and crumbling, and the light it held up became weaker and smaller under the erosion of the surrounding darkness.

"Uncle Han, have you seen the fire I left for you?"

Han Chi nodded, indicating that he saw it. Under the light of Lihuo in Ye Li's hand, the ray of flame passed through the obstruction of the surrounding phantoms, and finally appeared in front of his eyes.

At the same time, a clear realization arose in my heart, and I was able to wake up from the endless phantom, probably because of the hard work of that wisp of fire.

A burst of light and shadow changed, and Ye Li's figure began to flicker, which surprised Han Chi suddenly.

Ye Li looked into the distance, in Ye Li's vision, the light and shadow of this world were about to change, a little faster than Ye Li expected.

Slowly handing the flame in his hand to Han Chi, Ye Li said seriously: "Uncle Han, the fire is about to burn out, there is no time for me to explain more."

"Take the flame in my hand, it will show you the way ahead and get out of this illusory cage."

Without delay, Han Chi confidently stretched out his right hand towards the flame in Ye Li's hand.

And at this time, Ye Li just finished speaking, "Uncle Han, you may hear a lot of strange things later, but don't pay attention to them, please remember, just keep going."

The light and shadow dissipated, and this phantom space finally ushered in its doomsday, turning into endless light spots, dancing wildly, trying to reorganize a new round of light and shadow world.

And Ye Li's projection, with the phantom space dissipating at this time, turned into a spot of light, leaving only a flame burning quietly in Han Chi's hand.

Han Chi held the flame in his hand, and the flames burning hard in the distance were clearly visible. Han Chi ignored the reconstructed phantom, stepped forward, and walked in the direction of the flame in the distance.

The flame in his hand burned slowly, distorting the surrounding phantoms, and a yellow light enveloped Han Chi, opening up a space, so that Han Chi would not be affected by the phantom, and walked straight forward.

Like passing through the water curtain, the phantom world goes away, and a darkness submerges, trying to drag Han Chi back to the phantom, and continue to sink.

The rippling yellow light propped up a ray of light, guiding Han Chi to continue walking forward.

But when Han Chi took another step forward, a very contagious emotion suddenly came from the flame in Han Chi's hand.

His eyes were in a trance, Han Chi seemed to hear countless people persuading him,

"I'm so tired, take a rest."

"That's right, isn't it good to lie down?"

"Go back, there is a warm home."

"..."

Like raving, it kept echoing in Han Chi's ears, and the words became more and more bad.

"Why keep going, your people are dead, your lover is dead, your closest relatives are dead, why don't you go down to accompany them?"

"Han Chi, it's so cold here, can you come down and stay with me?" A familiar female voice sounded, making Han Chi's footsteps pause, and he was in a trance.

"Xiao Chi, grandpa is here, come here quickly, grandpa found something fun for you." An old figure waved behind Han Chi with a kind smile on his face.

"..."

Familiar words, familiar figures, like a series of ropes, were put on Han Chi's body one after another, pulling out his figure, preventing him from going any further.

The raised footsteps slowly fell to the ground, the neck was slightly twisted, Han Chi's eyes were empty and weak, and his whole body was bombarded by countless ravings, and he couldn't help but walk back consciously.

The surrounding darkness seemed to be laughing, pounced on his body, trying to extinguish that annoying light.

The flame grew stronger with a puff, dispelling the darkness that wanted to drown Han Chi's body, and at the same time, the light burst out, breaking through the countless ravings entangled in Han Chi's mind.

Han Chi, who regained his sanity, couldn't help feeling afraid for a while, and at the same time fell silent. Is this the strange thing Ye Li said?

Those who can't help themselves will be infected by it, unable to resist, and dragged down by it to sink.

It was as if it popped out of my own heart, and I had an insight into my own weakness.

Holding the somewhat sluggish flame in his hand, Han Chi looked up at the kindling that was so faint that there was only a ray of light left. His expression returned to firmness, and he began to lift his steps and move forward.

The sound of da da sounded in the darkness, very regular.

The bewitching ravings along the way came out again, but driven by the flames in his hands, Han Chi walked forward with firmer steps.

Step by step, he approached the kindling that was about to perish, but still tenaciously released its light, guiding Han Chi in the direction.

With a moon-white robe fluttering on his body, Han Chi stood in front of the fire that was about to go out, raised his right hand, and the flame in his hand slowly approached.

Amidst the rippling yellow light, a kindling that stubbornly burns itself to release its light, and a flame that burns quietly, are fused together under Han Chi's heartfelt gratitude.

The flame swirls, and the warm light shines in all directions from the fire.

As the light shines, the deep darkness gradually thins out, and the ever-changing phantom space dissipates like dream bubbles.

Only Han Chi held the radiant fire in his hand, stepped forward, broke through this gloomy space, and returned to the real world.

(End of this chapter)