Yan all over the world

Chapter 172: Long wind and cold sun, bones like frost (6)
Following behind Liu Cheng who was walking at the end, Mu Xin gently patted Liu Cheng's Baihui acupoint, Liu Cheng was startled and his eyes brightened.

I knew he was awake, and hurriedly signaled him to keep silent.

I pointed at Fang Yijing, Mu Xin shook his head, I understood what he meant, Fang Yijing was a reckless bluff, really woke him up, afraid of bad things.

Mu Xin's palm seems simple, but it used seventy percent of his true strength. The magic sound is really powerful. There are still as many as 300 people who are fascinated. If you really want to untie them one by one, Mu Xin may not He died of exhaustion of true strength, he had no choice but to follow and see what happened first.

The three of them silently followed behind the flow of people, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked straight for about an hour. In the dark night, the desert scenery was the same, and they really couldn't tell where they were, but they seemed to be heading west.

I gradually felt something was wrong.

Mu Xin has already gasped slightly.

We looked at each other, Mu Xin nodded, and with a flick of his finger, a stone broke an ordinary red willow beside him.

move on.

Half an hour later, when we walked to a pile of gravel, our expressions suddenly changed.

In front of the gravel, a red willow was broken in two and fell to the ground.

We've been going in circles!
My face changed: "Yan Corridor?"

The Swallow Corridor is one of the three great formations in ancient times. It is as famous as the Dianpu Road and the Beidou Bridge. The Feiyan Corridor has a series of twists and turns. Grandpa only knows a little bit about it.

If it's really the Yan Corridor... I feel a chill in my heart, I'm afraid these three hundred people will not be able to get out even if they are exhausted.

Mu Xin shook her head: "It can't be the Yan Corridor. This formation must be set up with objects, and there will be no shortage of people who set up the formation, otherwise I will not be able to get out. Look at this vast desert, where there is nothing. How can you hold objects?" Illusion? And how to locate the gap? I guess, it is still the strange sound, that thing has the effect of confusing the mind, and it just lures us to wander around in place."

I frowned and said, "That's weird. If the ghost city really exists, the voice should be leading us there, but why does it make us circle around in place? Once it turns to dawn, what are they doing?"

Mu Xin was also puzzled, and I said, "Since it's a strange sound, the three of us cover our ears and try. If we can find out the source of the sound, we can save the brothers from the Undead Camp from running around."

At that moment, the three of them tore off their clothes and covered their ears. Liu Cheng went ahead, and Mu Xin took my hand and said, "Follow me, walk in a straight line, and don't leave."

I smiled slightly, and held his hand behind my back, and the three of them walked with their eyes down.

Mu Xin's hand was very stable, and the palm wrapped around my slightly cold fingers, and the warmth came from me. I pursed my lips, and suddenly felt very fond of it.

At this moment, the feeling of being loved, like the spring breeze, suddenly changed the bone-piercing cold wind, bathing my whole body.

In front of me, the long and thin figure, with firm shoulders, has become the most vivid silhouette in my memory when I look back and look back.

Very stable, very peaceful, very... cold.

My face suddenly changed, and I looked up at the hand holding me.

At some point, Mu Xin's hand that I was holding tightly disappeared out of thin air, and the palm of my hand was actually a cold bone claw!

The bones are sparkling, and there is a strange light shining under the moonlight!

My whole body trembled, my hands loosened, and my bones fell to the ground, sinking into the yellow sand in an instant.

Mu Xin, where's Mu Xin!

The white mist rises in front of my eyes, the dead branches flutter like ghost shadows, and the distant wind blows like ghosts crying. For a moment, I feel cold all over my body.

But with a flash of skill, how could Mu Xin's hand turn into a bone?
Is it phantom?How did that icy cold feel so deep?is true?How can there be such a ridiculous thing?

I took a breath, bit my finger open, blood flowed out, I waved the bloody finger forward, and said in a low voice, "Break!"

The human body eats water and grains, produces blood through subtle changes, and dominates the strong energy, which can break all evils.

Blood splattered, the blue shadow in front of my eyes appeared and then disappeared, the white mist dispersed, and a person beside my ear whispered: "Huai Su?"

I let out a long breath, looked at Mu Xin with slightly wet eyes, and said with relief: "Ah... I'm fine, you're always here, it's so good..." I quietly hid my fingers, preparing to wipe off the blood.

Mu Xin's sharp eyes saw my movements, she immediately frowned, and said, "What's wrong?" She stretched out her hand and pulled out the finger I wanted to hide.

I smiled awkwardly, and was about to explain the wound on my finger indiscriminately, when my eyes fell on the finger, I froze for a moment.

Smooth fingertips, flat and clean, no scars!
What about the ragged slit that I bit open so hard?where it goes?
Could it be that my sprinkling blood to exorcise demons is also an illusion?

Or did I not get rid of that evil thing at all, and what I see now is also an illusion?I haven't woken up from indulging in hallucinations at all?

What is illusion and what is reality?

This him in front of him, or not him?

Taking a deep breath, I didn't think about it anymore, I stretched out my hand and pulled Mu Xin, just groping randomly.

Clothes...exquisite and smooth materials, fingers...warm and delicate touch...face, handsome and elegant eyebrows...lips, soft and moist...

Uh……

I suddenly withdrew my hands as if bitten by a snake.

On the opposite side, a young man with a blushing face and half a smile, his pupils are like black jade, his face is like a green lotus, his eyes are always clear and sharp, now his eyes are as charming as a dream, and they brush my fingers like feathers.

A sharp bite mark.

I numbly caressed the finger marks bitten by him, guessing that my face must be as red as blood at this moment.

Fortunately, Mu Xin is an honest gentleman, and he is also a smart honest gentleman. He helped me find a step: "Huai Su, are you fascinated by illusions? Are you believable now?"

I coughed a few times and said, "I believe it, I believe it, very sharp teeth, I've never heard of ghosts having teeth."

Mu Xin smiled, the smile was slightly meaningful, I really didn't have the face to keep looking at him, so I had to turn my head away.

Ah!
With a low cry, I said, "Is this...a ghost town?"

The steps are made of white jade, the tiles are glazed, the body of the hall is built of huge milky white stones, painted with entangled branches, strange and enchanting flowers, and the pillars are also of strange styles, like water flowing upstream, splashing open flowers on the top, just The palace has been polished by wind and sand for countless generations. It is dilapidated and old. The mottled and peeling wall bricks are like countless pairs of indifferent eyes, quietly looking at the far-reaching sky.

(End of this chapter)