To be honest, Shuli was not sure about the existence of ghosts and gods until she reached the level she is at now.
But when Shuli stepped into this theoretical sixth realm, she always had a strange and mysterious feeling, just like when you reach out and touch the water surface gently, you will feel a thin film, but with a little force you can remove it.
Puncture.
But the film Shuli is facing now is relatively much tougher.
Over the past three years, Shu Li's various attempts have failed to break through this film.
However, Shuli could see the scene on the other side through this film.
It is a strange feeling of colorful and gorgeous colors, and there is a physical illusion that one hand can cover the sky.
And from that moment on, the surrounding environment became very different in Shu Li's senses.
soul,
This word began to appear in Shuli's mind.
Although she couldn't see this so-called mysterious soul, she could feel that it might be the soul. This was the intuition her body told her.
Shuli herself couldn't explain why, and her system just hung up at this time without giving any feedback.
The sword spirit in Nilin Sword was the first soul entity that Shuli felt through the system, although Nilin didn't want to talk to Shuli.
Therefore, this also made Shuli begin to suspect that the things she had made nonsense of before by watching Qin Shi movies might actually be true.
At least, the world of Qin Dynasty did not have the concept of parallel universe.
When Bai Yifei saw that Shuli didn't answer for a long time, he glanced sideways at her and found that she was thinking about something and had no intention of talking to him at all.
"I'm going back first. King Han has at least one less guard."
Now, with the support of Kaifangdi, King Han finally reunited with Han Yu.
Hearing Bai Yifei's voice, Shu Li came back to her senses and nodded subconsciously, "Okay, go ahead."
Bai Yifei:
He felt that Shuli didn't hear what he said clearly.
That’s all.
Bai Yifei turned around and walked towards the city.
Seeing this, Shuli also greeted Ali and prepared to return to the city.
The next good show is about to take place.
Zilanxuan ruins
The small street was already filled with the corpses of unknown killers, and the blood looked particularly dazzling under the light of the fire.
After Zi Nu once again finished killing a [Hundred Birds] killer, she slowly pulled out the blood-stained Chi Lian from the killer's body, and then stared coldly at the red owl.
"Do you only dare to send people like this to die?"
The red owl and purple girl didn't care at all about the ridicule. She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Don't worry, I really want to know how long you can hold on. At least, I still have a lot of people."
The red owl waved his hand, and five more [Hundred Birds] killers surrounded him.
They are just a group of cannon fodder, a group of cannon fodder that can be replaced by another group after one group dies. Their only value is to die.
Zi Nu held the red sword tightly in her hand and took a slow breath.
Although they are just a group of minions, no matter how much energy she has, she will be wasted by constantly dealing with groups of minions who are not afraid of death.
However, Wei Zhuang has not appeared for a long time, which shows that the battle at the city gate cannot be underestimated.
No matter what, she would have to wait here until Wei Zhuang arrives, or she would have to die here.
Zinu wiped off the blood on her face and quietly looked at the five killers of [Hundred Birds] who were gradually approaching.
Phew~
A sound broke through the sky.
A sword feather shot from another place directly killed a [Hundred Birds] killer who was just about to charge on the spot.
Zi Nu and Red Owl were stunned at the same time, and then looked towards the direction where the arrow was flying.
Looking at the familiar face, Zi Nu's face was filled with joy.
It’s Zhang Liang!
Zhang Liang, who had the foresight to come with his private soldiers, immediately rushed to the [Purple Orchid Pavilion] where the fire broke out after seeking help from Han Qiancheng, and just in time solved the crisis of the purple girl.
"withdraw!"
Although Red Owl was dissatisfied, facing the son of the Prime Minister, he had no choice but to retreat. He could not reveal his identity yet.
Bai Feng saw the red owl retreating, and then looked in the direction of the city gate where there was also no movement, "It seems the killing is over."
Mo Ya stretched out and lay down on the roof, resting his head on his head, and said with a smile, "What's wrong? At least, we don't have to take action. You don't have to blame yourself for killing again."
Every time Bai Feng kills someone, he feels very sentimental. He blames himself and is powerless, because he can't even control his own destiny, so how can he help others? Only sadness can alleviate the guilt in his heart.
Bai Feng chuckled at this, "If you cannot control your own freedom, you cannot control your own destiny, and you will never be able to escape the prison of darkness."
Hearing this, Mo Ya just smiled faintly.
He believes that if you want to control your own destiny, you must be fast enough. Only in this way can you have a chance to break out of the cage.
Because Ji Wuye was kind to Mo Ya, he was loyal to Ji Wuye, even though his hands were stained with blood, he still hoped to have freedom and hope.
He is Ji Wuye's close guard and has Ji Wuye's trust.
Rather than saying that kindness is a restraint, it is better to say that Mo Ya restrained himself.
Ji Wuye did not control him, but kindness imprisoned his heart like a chain, and his thoughts created a cage for himself.
The reason why Mo Crow is only kind to Bai Feng is because Bai Feng is light.
For Mo Ya, Bai Feng is the light that opens his closed heart, breaking in quietly, with endless hope and longing for the future.
Bai Feng made him no longer a machine that only knew how to kill like before, but he now had the feeling of being a living person.
"Did you see that sunset?" Mo Ya said softly, resting his head on his head.
The setting sun sets gently, without taking away a trace of the night. It goes calmly and without breaking. The blushing red color is like a tragic song. It sings the last trace of comfortable light, leaving behind a lonely darkness.
Bai Feng looked over, with nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes.
After light, there will always be darkness.
Light does not belong to him, and he can only live in endless darkness.
Finally, when the last ray of sunset disappeared on the top of the mountain, Mo Ya slowly stood up, faced Bai Feng who still didn't look away, and patted his shoulder.
"Let's go, it's time to go back."
Bai Feng missed the last glow of the sky, nodded, and then slowly turned around.
"Would you like to compete to see who can go back first?" Mo Ya suddenly asked.
Bai Feng smiled softly and said, "Yes, but there is a requirement."
"Oh?" Mo Ya was a little curious.
Bai Feng picked up a feather in his hand and said, "The movements must be cool."
When Mo Ya heard this, he smiled helplessly, tilted his head, and agreed, "Okay."
"Then you will definitely lose!"
Bai Feng threw up the feather in his hand, and both of them focused on the soft feather.
The moment the feathers touched the bricks, two extremely fast figures rushed out in a swish.