As soon as Yue Li finished speaking, I raised my head, but saw nothing.
But this is not because Yueli is deceiving me. It is originally made of resentment, and its perception of certain things is much stronger than mine.
Just when I was about to ask it what it had found, a wisp of red mist quietly condensed on the deserted street and gradually transformed into the image of a little girl.
The little girl was dressed very strangely. She looked to be about seven or eight years old. She was wrapped in animal skin-like clothing, and her long hair was tied up on her head by a bone hairpin. She was squatting on the ground looking for something.
"What's going on?"
I looked at Yue Li blankly: "Why do I feel that this little girl looks familiar? But no one I know has ever given birth to a child."
There was a bit of confusion in Yue Li's eyes: "I don't know, but I'm sure this little girl is filled with resentment and is definitely not a good thing. Just let her stay there and let's not go there."
I think what Yue Li said makes sense.
But I still feel a little unsure: "If we don't go through, let it dangle in front of our eyes? What if she suddenly plots against me when I drive the Dayan Star Chart?"
"With your abilities, are you still afraid of a little girl plotting against you?"
"But you said it was caused by resentment."
"That doesn't matter. The person standing in front of you is the ancestor of all resentment in this world."
It spoke with a confident attitude, walking towards the little girl as it spoke: "Wait, I'll deal with her."
Seeing Yue Li take action, I felt a lot more reassured. After all, as Yue Li said herself, anything related to resentment can't stop her.
After recalling the memories of Zhu Rongpu in my mind, I have already begun to prepare to use the Dayan Star Chart.
But at this moment, Yue Li exclaimed again: "Gu Yan, be careful behind you!"
At that moment, I broke out in a cold sweat.
I turned around suddenly and found that the little girl who was supposed to be killed by Yue Li appeared behind me at this time.
She had no intention of taking action, and still maintained the same posture as before, gesticulating with something like a branch on the ground, as if there was something magical there that was attracting it.
I stood up vigilantly, with every muscle in my body on guard, and slowly walked behind her.
The little girl still had no intention of raising her head.
But I could clearly see everything she did. On the land in front of me, she drew a small circle with a branch.
There is a stone in the middle of the circle, and hundreds of ants are connected end to end, moving endlessly around the stone.
This is a phenomenon that often occurs in reality. The ants don't know that they are circling at all. They just follow the pheromones left by the ants in front of them and move meaninglessly until they die of exhaustion.
This phenomenon is called the ants' death cycle.
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the little girl turned back and smiled at me: "Brother, do you look at us like one of the ants trapped in a circle?"
"Qingluan?!"
I couldn't help but exclaimed.
Because it was only then that I realized that the little girl wrapped in animal skin in front of me was clearly what Qingluan looked like when she was a child. Her smile and demeanor were exactly the same as when she was a child!
"Damn it, you damn Elder Ling, what the hell are you doing!"
No one answered me.
The picture in front of me began to distort, and Qingluan's childhood image gradually faded. I stretched out my hand to grab it, but I didn't touch anything.
After a while, the picture became clear again, and I found that the location I was in was no longer the doorway of the hotel just now.
This is a barren mountain. It seems that snow has just fallen in the mountain, and the meaning of wetness and coldness seems to be worming its way out of people's hearts.
"Yueli, where are you? Can you hear me?"
A shout aroused many echoes in the mountains, but did not receive any response.
The moonlight has also disappeared, and as far as the naked eye can see, apart from the barren mountains, weeds, white snow, and the blood moon hanging high in the sky, I am the only one left.
It's not that I'm afraid, after all, I'm no longer the helpless loser I used to be. I'm sure I can compete with Elder Ling even in front of him, let alone these ghost things he has done.
What really puzzles me is why this formation is like this.
I have seen Zhuo Yi use the blood moon more than once, but it just peeled off a piece of space. The same goes for Zhang Qi. There were not so many changes when she used the formation.
But it is not that simple to use it from Elder Ling's hands.
There should be other things that I can't understand. Even the image of Qingluan when he was a child - something that is buried deep in my memory can be unearthed and presented to me exactly. It's conceivable that
How far does Elder Zhiling understand the formation?
But no matter what, breaking the sky is just a formation, and as long as it is a formation, it can be cracked.
I'm too lazy to look for Yueli, and I don't worry about it being in danger. After all, it was transformed by resentment. Even if it is scattered, as long as there is still a trace of resentment in the world, it can recover, and it will just sleep for tens of thousands more.
Just years.
Without any further hesitation, I began to gather the witchcraft power in the sea of consciousness, trying to use the Dayan Point Star Array to forcefully break this formation.
But just when the starlight had just penetrated the blockade of the blood moon and shone on me, a familiar voice appeared from behind: "Brother Yan? Ouch, what are you standing here for? Qing and I
My sister is going crazy looking for you!"
This is Wu Hao's voice.
But I didn't care about him, because I knew these were all illusions, and Wu Hao couldn't appear here at all, so what was the point of me paying attention to him?
But what I didn't expect was that Wu Hao's hand passed through the star power blockade without any hindrance, and grabbed my arm: "Stop standing here stupidly, let's go, Sister Qing is still here with Daozhang Meng
Home is waiting for you."
It was precisely because of this moment of shock that the newly condensed star power was instantly shattered.
As Wu Hao pulled me down the mountain, he muttered: "You said you have to go up the mountain to find Yingying. How many years has Yingying been dead? Are you afraid that you were fascinated by some ghost?
Really, you didn’t listen to my advice and even had a quarrel with Sister Qing. You should continue to be stubborn. Half of your soul was taken away by others. If Sister Qing is really angry, see who can help you.
Be sure to remember to apologize to others when you go back later, otherwise..."
Wu Hao couldn't continue with his scattered thoughts.
Because the Jingmeng in my hand still pierced the back of his heart, and the snake-like spiritual energy on the sword also shattered all his internal organs.
"Ahem...Brother Yan, what are you..."
He turned around in shock, coughed a few times, and spit out blood mixed with many internal organs fragments: "Why do you want to kill me..."