Ability Shuttle: Don't mess with the black boss

Chapter 87: Demon Transformation Hall (8)

"No, haha, senior brother, come up and catch me, or I won't go down." The woman named Axuan smiled even more happily, the warmest sun in midsummer was not as radiant as her coming.

Huangfu couldn't speak, but he didn't leave either.Instead, he stood blankly under the tree and looked at her sitting on the top of the tree.Time is as still as still water, just as the wind sweeps away the clouds like a dead pond.

In this vast sky, it seems that there are only the two of them, and it can only accommodate the two of them.

After an unknown amount of time, Axuan on the branch finally couldn't hold back anymore.

With a sound of "噗", a light and beautiful figure landed on the ground steadily, slim and graceful.She pursed her red lips slightly to express her dissatisfaction: "Brother, you are so uncooperative, it happens every time, it's not fun."

The Huangfu voice ignored Axuan's muttering, but gently stroked her hair with his palm lovingly, and urged dotingly: "Stop messing around here, master told us to hurry up and practice, before it's too late, If it doesn’t work out in a while, it will be boarded.”

Hitting the board, this made the woman named Axuan turn pale with fright, and ran forward with Huangfu's voice: "Then you didn't say it earlier, I've been playing for so long! It's all your fault when the master asks later! "

"Okay, okay, is it all my fault?"

On the grassland in the wilderness, two light figures galloped recklessly in the waves of the vast green sea.The white clothes on the ground, the blue sky and the green earth are all harmoniously integrated into one.The red clothes jumped into the air, and the sharp arrows slid across the sky with a glamorous light.

This situation is very eye-catching.

The scene in the dark tunnel changed again, and I stood there motionless, witnessing everything in this scene.

This woman named Axuan seems to be childhood sweetheart with Huangfusheng.

I watched the scenes in the picture appear like flowing water, wave after wave, scene after scene.

They practiced, played, and cultivated together in the morning and evening, and the description of their appearance as a man and a woman could not properly highlight their pairing.

The dark beams left complex reflections on my face.And my expression became more and more clear in the old past on the screen.

In this scene, I saw that Axuan was wearing a silver-white dress, and a few auspicious clouds were drawn up at the neckline with silver threads.But what makes people frightened is not the white body, but the red that keeps gushing from his chest.

Fresh blood kept seeping out like a fountain, and after a while, those auspicious clouds were stained into bewitching fire auspicious clouds.She fell into a pool of gurgling blood, the white was eye-catching, and the red was shocking, adding a few touches of weirdness to the atmosphere inexplicably.

Her face had lost all color, and her face and lips were paler than rice paper.Sweat was dripping on her forehead.Beads of sweat had already completely wet the hair on her temples and forehead.She was in so much pain that the wound had made her numb from the pain.

She fell to the ground, her waterfall-like long hair was not tied up with a headband, it was scattered scattered, a kind of unruly and messy beauty.She was already furious.

Then, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the vast sky.She closed her eyes slowly, and finally a drop of crystal tears flowed from the corner of her eyes.

The teardrops slowly slid down her cheeks, and there was a desolate tear stain on her gradually icy face.

She closed her eyes, and the fragrance faded away.The soul left Axuan's lifeless body, and with the slightest blow of the strange wind, the last breath of fragrance was wiped away, and the soul flew away.

I cried.I don't know why, seeing a woman who looks exactly like me die so tragically, my heart will throb.

This kind of sadness is indescribable.That kind of pain, as if I had turned into a rotten thousand-year-old tree like mud, and in the torso, there were countless maggots, which were biting fiercely, bit by bit.

I couldn't help covering my heart with my hands, suppressing my sadness and lamentation and continuing to look down.

This is another scene.The walls are overgrown with weeds, tall and dense trees, and strong moss grows between the trees, which fully demonstrates how wild and wild it is here.

Looking down, there is a winding mountain path, winding and extending into the distance.The surrounding area was eerily quiet, even if there was only a little bit of disturbance, it would be seen clearly.

The rapid sound of hoofbeats came from far and near, and the sound of horseshoes became louder and clearer.I guessed that there should be a group of people passing by here.

Afterwards, I saw a group of people speeding past here at high speed, as if there was something urgent waiting for them to deal with.The horse's hooves stepped on the ground in a hurry, and the dust raised up blurred my vision.

But at the end of the day, I also saw clearly.The person at the head is Axuan's master.

I held back my curiosity and continued to look, only then did I realize it.It turned out that they wanted to collect the last trace of wandering soul left by the dead Axuan.

I saw them looking for it with great pains, crossing mountains and wading through rivers and lakes. They searched hard for about several days, but still failed.

It's all due to that gust of evil wind, which was too violent and arrogant, blowing Axuan's soul to pieces, which undoubtedly made it more difficult to find her.

My sight has been focused on the screen, and it is difficult to move my eyes away. I can't find Axuan's wandering spirit. They are anxious, but I somehow am even more impatient than them.

My eyebrows have never been stretched since I entered this third-level world, and now, it has become a deep Sichuan character.

I wait and see anxiously, how the funeral will develop, I really want to know.

Heaven pays off, Axuan's weak wandering spirit was finally found by them.

I was so ecstatic that I almost didn't jump up with a smile on my face.For some reason, I always have a vague intimacy with that Axuan, as if I and her are sisters born together.

I saw them escorting the wandering soul to a certain place in a flash, and I was afraid that in the few days left, even the last trace of Axuan's remnant soul would not be able to keep it.

Qing Dynasty!My eyes lit up, and my dark pupils also brightened a bit.

Why did they come to the Qing Dynasty?I was full of doubts.

Then, however, the mystery was revealed.

I saw a pregnant woman who had just given birth lying weakly on a hospital bed.The breath is very weak.Her heart was ashamed, her eyes were lax, and her eyes were staring straight at the ceiling. The living lost their souls, and the walking corpse was even more daunting than the dead.

The woman's mouth has been whispering something.Listening attentively, she was faintly repeating a few words: "My child, my child..."

Looking to the side, sure enough, a female nurse was holding a baby girl in her hands.The baby girl lying in the swaddle quietly closed her eyes, her hands and feet curled up, and it seemed that she was about to sleep forever.

The nurse seemed impatient, but she wanted to speak but she had something to hide. After trying to speak for a long time, she still couldn't get out what was stuck in her throat.

After brewing for a while, she could only shake the baby girl's body leisurely, trying to make her let out an earth-shattering cry.

But not as expected, the baby girl in the arms of the female nurse was already dying, and it seemed that the moment she was delivered from the mother's womb, she was doomed to die on the road to death.

Seeing this, I actually screamed several times, because the woman lying on the bed is not my mother in this world? !

I felt a chill down my spine, and I already had a premonition of what was going to happen next.

As expected, I saw Axuan's master squeeze all of Axuan's wandering spirit into the baby girl's body.

A second later, the baby girl coughed slightly, followed by what everyone present hoped for.The baby girl was crying loudly.

Her feet kept kicking and her hands were waving wildly, and her loud crying turned the atmosphere in the delivery room from sadness to joy.

"She's alive, she's alive! It's a miracle!" The nurse happily announced the good news.

The mother on the hospital bed also came back to life suddenly, tears of joy filled her eyes, and there were endless gratitude in the tears.I saw that everyone present was very pleased.

Same, me too.Axuan saved me, and I also saved Axuan.

It turned out that we were actually the same person.A Xuan is me in the previous life, and I am A Xuan in the future life.

I suddenly realized that it is no wonder that we, who have never met before, can have such a sense of deja vu. It turns out that we are of the same root.

I watched the baby girl grow up little by little, and survived by luck.

Life, is it not a lucky thing.It's a pity that the slight fly in the ointment is that this baby girl has forgotten all about her previous lives.All the old things have been wiped away without leaving a speck, which is more thorough than the effect of the Mengpo soup on the Naihe Bridge.

"Bang Dang" shattered all my contemplation, and my thoughts scattered all over the ground like bead curtains cut by scissors, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

I hurriedly regained my senses and went to find out what happened.

The picture returned to Huangfusheng's body again, but this sunny boy facing the wind in the jade tree was sitting decadently on the wooden bench in the inn, drinking dull wine.

Grief filled his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of the depression in his chest.

His chin was covered with beard stubble, like an upside-down needle, very depressed.In just a few scenes, he has fallen from a handsome and beautiful boy to the current sluggish appearance.

He picked up the bowls with his hands, mouthful after mouthful, bowl after bowl.With the effort of half an oil lamp, he drank the whole pot of Nurhong on the table in one gulp.

His demeanor was slightly drunk, but the look in his eyes was unusually sober.

(End of this chapter)