Chapter 35035 She secretly called him husband in her heart
When there was a knock on the door, Zhuang Rong'er was applying her bright red lip balm.
She had never worn such a bright red dress before. Looking at herself through the bronze mirror, she felt as if she were looking at a stranger.
The world within the mirror was a different world, playing out a story both familiar and unfamiliar to her. There, she wasn't a false bride about to undergo the Moon Oath Ceremony; she was a cultivator pursuing Nightmare Lady in order to reclaim the Hidden Moon Piercing Cloud Blade.
Under the guidance of the goddess Nian You, she followed the breath of Nightmare Lady to the Moon Oath Ceremony. The first person she saw was not Nightmare Lady hiding there, nor the happily married couples, but Jing Huai, it could only be Jing Huai.
His fellow disciples were not by his side, so he dressed normally and waited for Nightmare Queen to appear so that he could subdue her. He was not doing this to obtain the first-class magic weapon, but only to restore peace to this place.
The moment the two looked at each other, Zhuang Rong'er couldn't help but stop and be distracted, her heart tightening.
But the Nightmare Lady, who had been chased by her and avoided her like the plague, suddenly returned to her side at this moment. After taking a deep breath around her, she was so excited that she couldn't help but push her towards the crowd.
The Nightmare Lady was so agitated that she appeared in her true form, and the lust and desire that spread out enveloped the entire land.
The people present were affected by the inexplicable love and began to feel hot and agitated.
A bride in a red dress with a veil was hurriedly pushed to Jing Huai's side. She was about to fall off the arch bridge and called out "husband" helplessly. Jing Huai grabbed her arm and helped her stand steadily.
Zhuang Rong'er felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart. Just seeing Jing Huai being forced into contact with someone else had already made her jealous. She turned this emotion into anger towards Yan Ji, but the elusive Yan Ji once again used her old tricks, weaving through the crowd and pushing her towards Jing Huai.
A light, cold fragrance almost filled his nose. Before touching the fabric, Zhuang Rong'er pressed her hand against his chest.
...Can she also call him husband?
How dare she!
In her anger and humiliation, Zhuang Rong'er didn't even know how she stood up, whether she was pushed away by Jing Huai or she jumped away by herself.
At a certain moment, the people whose minds were affected kicked over the rows of red candles on the grand ceremony stage, and the fire snakes quickly swept over. Jing Huai didn't have time to say a word to her, and took the lead in setting up a formation to control the fire.
Zhuang Rong'er's anger completely turned into hatred, and Yan Ji seemed to want exactly this emotion. She approached again, like an insatiable jackal - until the jackal's legs were firmly grasped by Zhuang Rong'er.
There is a kind of person who is born to be good at destroying himself and others.
Unfortunately, Zhuang Rong'er is such a person. She is not afraid of dying here, but being humiliated in front of Jing Huai is more painful than death.
The spiritual power that erupted in an instant burned uncontrollably on Nightmare Princess's body, which seemed tangible yet invisible, making her feel as if she was about to be burned to ashes in an instant!
Yan Ji roared in pain and quickly changed into Jing Huai's appearance, putting on a begging expression that Jing Huai would never make. Zhuang Rong'er became even angrier. She was sure that she would crush the monster - it was the goddess Nian You from Yingyue Palace who came in a sedan chair under the moon. She was holding a crescent-shaped jade necklace in her hand and hit Yan Ji. The next second, the monster seemed to be absorbed and attached to the necklace.
Nianyou said, "Thank you for your help, young lady. Please follow me into the palace to receive your reward."
If she had arrived a second later, Zhuang Rong'er might have been able to break the limitation that "Nightmare Queen cannot be eradicated, only suppressed."
She didn't dare to look at Jing Huai any more, for fear that he would realize that Yan Ji's sudden outburst was related to her, and for fear that he would realize that the love that Yan Ji showed was based on her coveting him.
She left with Nianyou, and after taking the Yinyue Chuanyun Sword from Liao Shiquan, she almost escaped back to Cuihuan Valley.
The ghost lady looked down on the weapons wielded by these rough people and asked her to keep them.
She put the knife into the storage and never took it out again. However, many nights later, she would think of the encounter when she was tricked by Nightmare Queen.
...What does Jing Huai’s chest feel like to touch?
She recalled her memory to that moment and secretly called out "husband" in her heart.
The person in memory will not respond or refuse.
Fortunately, no one will hear such an embarrassing thing.
It's a pity that such an embarrassing thing... he will never hear it.
…
"Madam?" The old woman touched Zhuang Rong'er's shoulder carefully. Seeing her eyes fixed on herself in the mirror, she said, "There's a man at the door looking for you. Perhaps he's your husband? Although it's not proper to meet him at this time...but maybe he has something urgent to discuss with you?"
The old woman didn't know why she had persuaded the bride to go out even though she knew it was against etiquette. Her face flushed with shame, but she still said, "Go out and meet him quickly. Don't keep him waiting."
"Husband..."
Zhuang Rong'er repeated silently, nodding somewhat nonchalantly.
She was about to stand up when the world suddenly shook silently for a moment. It was not a violent shaking like a dragon turning over, but a feeling of weightlessness that made people unable to tell east, south, west and north. It lasted for about three seconds.
Zhuang Rong'er was slightly stunned, and at the same time she noticed that everyone in the room except her seemed to be frozen. Their eyes suddenly became empty and their expressions became numb, as if they had mysteriously lost their souls.
However, all this only lasted for a very short moment.
When the tremors gradually subsided and the earth returned to stability, the confusion and trance in everyone's eyes quickly faded away, and they resumed their previous conversation and laughter, as if they had not felt the shaking of the earth at all, so they were not panicked by it, and everything just now was just an illusion of her, Zhuang Rong'er.
She looked at them intently for a few seconds, her heartbeat quickening as she suddenly realized something. She instinctively looked up at the sky, but of course, she could only see the closed roof.
Zhuang Rong'er paused for a few seconds, and at the old lady's urging, she stood up and walked out of the house.
…
"girl."
The man waiting for her at the door was still wearing a white robe that was whiter than snow, which did not match her red dress at all.
The moon oath ceremony is approaching, but Jing Huai has not changed into wedding clothes.
He no longer called her Rong'er, but called her girl.
His expression was solemn as he gave a very reasonable explanation: "Miss Zhuang, Yan Ji disguised herself as me and actually wanted to marry you in my name. I'm worried that she might harm you, so I came to discuss it with you..."
"Rong'er——"
A cry of surprise interrupted his words.
The person who came flying out of the night had a face exactly the same as the man in front of him. The only difference between them was their clothes.
Jing Huai, dressed in bright red wedding attire, looked even more alluring. A hint of anger flashed across his face as he rushed over with a sword in hand, coldly saying, "This is Nightmare Queen! Don't listen to her sophistry! You and I, let's team up and get rid of her as soon as possible!"
"You monster are really rampant." Jing Huai in white pursed his lips, raised his hand to hold the sword as well, with murderous intent between his brows.
The sound of gongs and drums rang out at the right time, and the music for the Moon Oath Ceremony had begun.
Zhuang Rong'er stared at the two of them and said abruptly, "The auspicious time has arrived. It's time for me to get married."
The scene of close combat was frozen for a moment, and the two handsome faces were filled with a one-to-one replica of astonishment.
"Whoever wins, come and be my bridegroom," she said softly with a smile.
There were some things she would rather do at the ceremony.
…
Staring at Zhuang Rong'er's disappearing back, Jing Huai in red frowned slightly. He subconsciously followed her, not caring at all that a monster with the same face as his was standing next to him, and not caring that the bloody battle came to an abrupt end without an audience.
Jing Huai in white clothes remained where he was. His eyes, hidden by the cloth, showed a hint of alertness and confusion, and he breathed lightly and carefully.
For some reason, the strong hopeless love that she had felt on the roof before had become very weak just now, even though the object of Zhuang Ronger's projected love was standing in front of her, and there were two of them standing there at once.
But that love is still drifting farther and farther away, as if it has drifted away from this world.
Instead, the strongest emotion he felt was hatred.
Why, before he even intervened, did her emotions turn to hatred?
Is it because she doesn't like the image of her beloved being destroyed by a monster? Or is it because she can't accept that her beloved has no intention of marrying her?
What is she thinking?
This uncontrollable change made Yan Ji feel awkward. He hesitated whether to continue the game or switch to a more conservative method to have a good meal...
And in the process of this hesitation and exploration, he actually developed a complex and delicious emotion, a mixture of uneasiness and curiosity, which was almost a heart-pounding experience.
His breathing quickened involuntarily as he recalled the smile Zhuang Rong'er had on her face before she left. He felt as if he had tasted a third thing—a heart-pounding madness, with a hidden desire to destroy.
It turns out that this is also a kind of emotion, a kind of excitement that carries deadly danger but makes people unable to stop.
Jing Huai, dressed in white and transformed by Nightmare Lady, raised his hand to touch his chest as if he couldn't breathe. There was a sickly blush on his face, and his tongue involuntarily stretched out to lick his lips. The next second, he also flew up and headed towards the stage of the ceremony.
Perhaps he will encounter setbacks beyond his ability to bear, but this is the price he should pay for being close to bliss.
…
“…What’s that sound?”
In the dungeon, Shu Qianhe pricked up her ears and faintly heard the sound of some musical instruments.
"Moon Oath Ceremony."
Wu Heng answered with a frown. He put his hands on the bars of the cage again, gritting his teeth, but still couldn't move it at all.
"Doesn't that mean it's almost time for the monster blood sacrifice?" Shu Qianhe felt guilty. If she hadn't had a sudden inspiration, she wouldn't have sent her uncle to jail...
"What kind of material is this prison made of? Why can't it be broken?!" The little snake lost all patience. At this moment, he also forgot what he said before that he absolutely believed in his master, and tried to find a way to save himself.
He opened his mouth wide and bit the railing, his face distorted and distorted, which made Shu Qianhe's teeth ache.
"Is it necessary to restore an illusion like this?"
Shu Qianhe said hesitantly.
Unlike the little snake who thought the illusion was ridiculously fake, she felt that everything here was too real, especially the people in the town before...
She suddenly remembered something and couldn't help biting her lip.
Yes, the reason the people here act so vividly is because they are part of the souls of the deceased citizens of Xingluo Country, trapped in the belly of the World-Devouring Whale, performing a fantasy world...
This was how it was in their previous life. The resentment that fermented so much made them lie in ambush among the devoured monks, using disguises to trick them into killing people, and then vent their hatred like water ghosts.
This life... would it be the same in this life? Only the trapped souls hadn't yet developed resentment? But they, too, had been deceived by the enchanting scene within the World-Swallowing Whale's belly?
"Wait... I've thought of a way to escape." Wu Heng stared at the dirt ground and suddenly slapped his forehead.
And at this moment, the heaven and earth suddenly trembled again.
"It's happening again, for the second time!"
The three of them stopped moving at the same time, and Shu Qianhe hurriedly leaned against the corner of the wall. In her previous life, she had experienced the earth dragon disaster that destroyed the Xingluo Kingdom. She was very sensitive and afraid of such vibrations. Even though she knew that it seemed a little different from the rolling of the earth dragon, she was so scared that her whole body tensed up.
"It's not over yet... This shaking has lasted almost five minutes. What's going on?"
Wu Heng touched the ground with his fingers, and after a moment, he said in disbelief, "Does this mean that the World-Swallowing Whale is fighting someone outside... and, and is at a disadvantage?"
This is indeed an incredible assumption.
——Who is outside?
Nian You who was seriously injured, and Ah Huai who looked seriously injured.
It is hard to imagine which of the two will be the one fighting against the World-Devouring Whale.
...It seemed that people like him, Wuheng and Xiaoshe, who were suffocated before they had time to struggle, were quite weak.
"Is there someone else outside?" Shu Qianhe perked up a bit. "Could it be that they can defeat the World-Devouring Whale from outside and let us out?"
Wu Heng scratched his chin, thinking without saying anything.
The little snake opened its mouth for the rare occasion, but did not say anything. However, in the silence, it gradually revealed an expression as if it had eaten something indecent.
Although he didn't want to admit it, at this moment, his mind was directly connected to Ah Huai's eight hundred rounds of fighting with the World Devouring Whale...
It's very unreasonable, but why is it so natural?
How could he, a mortal without spiritual power, fight against evil monsters that were hundreds of times bigger than him?
…
Just as the little snake imagined, the huge tail slapped the water, causing huge waves.
Ah Huai held the sword in one hand, breathing heavily.
The World-Devouring Whale seemed unwilling to confront him and was always intent on escaping.
In order to trap this giant, he himself was already in a mess.
As if it knew it would not be allowed to escape, the World-Devouring Whale became manic. It rampaged through the ruins of the Xingluo Kingdom, swinging its huge tail again, stirring up the seabed. The gravel and human bones swept up by the waves brushed past Ah Huai's side, leaving a scar on his cheek, and even knocked him against the stone pillar.
His chest heaved, his robes were already torn, and blood stained the water into a circle of light scarlet.
He only calmed down for a moment during the pause, as if he didn't feel any pain. He stepped on the broken stone pillar, used the force to leap up, and rushed towards the giant monster in the sea again.
The nameless divine weapon burst into a sword light in his hand. In just an instant, the sword tip had already touched the middle of the World-Devouring Whale's back. The sword was so sharp that its huge body suddenly stiffened. The next second, it turned over and fell down madly, lying on its back with its belly exposed.
This was not the posture it was used to. After shaking Ah Huai off, it quickly changed back to normal, and the water waves stirred up by its flipping pushed Ah Huai away again.
He stood in the air, his eyes coldly cast on the back of the World-Devouring Whale. He gripped the hilt of his sword, raised the sword again, and flew towards the spine of the World-Devouring Whale.
In response, he was met with an indescribable monster roar.
The World-Devouring Whale became even more violent. It opened its huge mouth as if it finally couldn't help wanting to swallow the mortal who was pestering it, but it patiently closed its mouth at the last second.
The broken city gates and tilted statues had been crushed into something even more dilapidated.
Even though it was twisting so wildly, Ah Huai still managed to stab its huge spine with the sword - however, the tip of the sword deviated by a hair's breadth, but it still pierced the flesh and bones of the World-Devouring Whale, and a liquid as black as ink as its skin flowed out of the wound, looking very dirty.
It turned over and lay down again, not moving for a long time. As if it was really enraged, it roared like a deep-sea monster again. This time, its tail hit Ah Huai directly, slamming him against a broken stone wall.
The stone wall collapsed and bricks and stones fell on Ah Huai. The pain should not be underestimated, because he was two seconds slower when he stood up again.
But he just coughed up blood in his throat, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Ah Huai raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, then stood up again with the sword in his hand, with a look of certainty in his dark eyes.
He understood.
——There, is the flaw of the World-Devouring Whale.
…
The hems of their wedding gowns trailed on the ground, and red veils decorated with gold tassels covered the brides' eyes and brows. They walked slowly across the arch bridge, heading towards their loved ones on the other side.
But when they were halfway through the road, their steps suddenly stopped. With the familiar feeling of weightlessness coming, the heaven and earth began to tremble for a long time.
Zhuang Rong'er, who was at the end of the team, never covered her head with a veil from beginning to end.
She clearly saw that the clouds in the sky were still changing, the candlelight on the table was still swaying, and the lanterns in the water were still flowing, but the people on the stage were all frozen.
To be precise, that state is not a state of being frozen, nor is it maintaining a stiff posture and never moving. Instead, it is like suddenly being out of a play, dazed, silent, and rigid.
There would not be such obvious omissions in a theatrical repertoire, unless they were not actors at all, but real people.
After all, props don’t go wrong, people do.
And the perfect props were coming towards Zhuang Rong'er.
The two men in red and white both had faces that were rare in the world, and had a temperament like a mountain spring on a cliff, even stealing the brilliance of the bright moon.
But how ridiculous it was, they didn't attack each other, but only wanted to confuse her mind - and this was the most unlike "him".
"I can't tell which of you two is Jing Huai," Zhuang Rong'er said, "but I've seen Jing Huai's eyes beneath his silk belt. All you have to do is untie the belt, and I'll know the real one."
The two of them had no objection when they heard this, and they both raised their hands to untie the silk ribbons covering their faces, as if they were confident.
Her eyes were tightly closed beneath the red Jinghuai cloth, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Jing Huai in white had a pair of sharp and beautiful eyes. Zhuang Rong'er's gaze stayed on his face for a moment, but what she recalled in her mind was the look of the owner of these eyes when he was trapped in a golden cage and was awakened by the waiter pouring water on him.
"I understand," she said softly.
She kept eye contact with the white-robed Jing Huai and said with a smile, "How could I not recognize you?"
Jing Huai in white smiled as well, but he felt strange in his heart.
But before he could think clearly, he heard Zhuang Rong'er say, "Help me now and subdue this Nightmare Queen who blasphemed you."
Jing Huai in white clothes' heart was pounding. He suppressed his ecstasy and nodded calmly.
That’s it… It went a thousand times more smoothly than he expected. He wanted Zhuang Rong to kill the other person with his own hands!
Kill this man with your own hands, and let all the hopeless love and complicated hatred be intensified by his death!
Then, he would let her know the truth, that she had personally ruined her beloved! Then he would surely taste the most painful regret in the world!
And she will never have the chance to atone for her sins in her life. Regret and hatred will not disappear, but will only become a part of her, or even completely devour her!
Just imagining it at this moment, he was already trembling and numb all over.
Jing Huai in white was the first to draw his sword. His face was cold as he shouted sternly, "Monster—die!"
"Rong'er, you have been deceived by that Nightmare Queen... Your black hair is still with me, we will be a couple forever in this world..." Jing Huai in red dodged in surprise, and took out a heart-shaped knot made of two strands of hair from his arms. However, he only had time to show it for a second before it was cut off by the sword of Jing Huai in white.
The loose hair fell to the ground, and Zhuang Rong'er looked down with an expressionless face.
Why... did he actually find this kind of inappropriate ruthlessness so sweet?!
Jing Huai in white clothes froze in his flying movement and was accidentally hit on the wrist by the opponent.
The fight between the two men did not seem to be evenly matched. Jing Huai in red was clearly in the upper hand and he was more skilled.
Firstly, this was a prop setting. How could the young genius of the Tianque Sect be unable to defeat the Chaos Monster Nightmare?
Secondly, Yan Ji was always distracted by Zhuang Rong'er's performance.
Zhuang Rong'er said, "Let him come and help her," but now he was the only one fighting against the opponent, and she...
She walked to the table of the chef and raised the red candle on the table. The candlelight flickered in the night wind. The next second, she threw the whole candlestick down without warning.
The flames fell into the mountains of silk and satin piled up by the bridge, and the dry brocade caught fire at the slightest touch.
The flames spread rapidly, climbing up along the brocade carpet of the bridge, like a golden-red dragon awakening, and it swelled larger and larger in its awakening fury...
If the people who are strangely frozen were to break free from their ignorance, I'm afraid this place would be wailing like hell on earth.
And now, everyone in the sea of fire remained silent, which made the scene even more weird!
The flames quickly licked the embroidered curtains and lanterns surrounding the bridge. Row after row of flames grew wildly and connected into one. In an instant, a vermilion sea of fire swept across the entire arch bridge.
In the sky full of flames, Jing Huai in white clothes struggled to block the attack of Jing Huai in red clothes, and his eyes staring at the arsonist Zhuang Rong'er became brighter and brighter.
He no longer hoped for her help in the battle.
He would rather appreciate her crazy behavior!
It seems calm, but it is actually burning with emotions that will only burn out and never go out like fire!
He was so excited that he almost groaned in unbearable pleasure during the fight, even if his shoulder was pierced by the red-clothed Jing Huai...
Zhuang Rong'er looked at the two people who were still fighting in the sea of fire.
Under the gaze of her, the audience, they finally engaged in a life-and-death struggle, but no one paid any attention to the blazing fire.
She wanted to take back what she had said earlier - "Props can't go wrong."
But if the props are of inferior quality from the beginning, they can be really an eyesore.
Zhuang Rong'er didn't even look at him a second time. She also flew up and wrapped the silk ribbon in her hand around Jing Huai in red.
The sword in his hand that was about to stab the chest of Jing Huai in white was easily snatched away by a piece of seemingly soft cloth. The next second, the cloth actually wrapped around his neck and tied his waist!
As Zhuang Rong'er turned his palm, spiritual power surged, and the cloth that bound him suddenly turned into an iron rope!
Poisonous insects emerged from the chains, their sharp beaks aimed at every inch of his skin, making him unable to move or even speak, because a poisonous scorpion was crawling under his throat, its tail pressed against his flesh, and the slightest movement would cause the deadly poison to seep into his entire body.
His face was pale. If he opened his eyes against the command, his eyes would be filled with disappointment and sorrow.
Jing Huai in white couldn't suppress his joy at being "chosen". His injuries seemed to be completely healed at that moment. He immediately came forward and called out, "Rong'er, I..."
"You called the wrong person." Zhuang Rong'er interrupted him casually, "You are the one who called the girl."
Jing Huai in white clothes' expression changed, but before he could step back, Zhuang Rong'er had teleported to his side and grabbed his neck with her slender white hands.
It is hard to imagine that there is such intense power in those hands.
He tried to find love, but the overwhelming hatred almost overwhelmed his senses. It was indeed delicious, but he was not able to enjoy it!
Yan Ji understood everything in an instant, but he still refused to give in.
Under pressure, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? Your emotions change so quickly? Don't you love him?!"
"Because it's not the same at all."
Zhuang Ronger said.
Not at all.
A hundred years ago, at a full moon night banquet, she got a mechanical bird and gave it to her grandparents who came to buy it out of shame.
She gave up her only interaction with Jing Huai. The two had never subdued a snake demon together, had never been invited to the main hall by the palace servants of Yingyue Palace, and it was even more impossible for them to pretend to be a newlywed couple for the so-called Nightmare Princess.
The World-Swallowing Whale designated Jing Huai as the Eye of Illusion, hoping to make her indulge herself and never wake up. She really wanted to indulge herself, but this was not her dream.
Here, Jing Huai talks about "all the people in the world", but it is just a poor imitation.
Every expression and every word of his made her more awake.
It turned out that it was not the resemblance in appearance that made her dazed, and it was not Jing Huai's face that she coveted.
Then how should she explain it to Ah Huai?
Can a person like two people at the same time? Or... has she already fallen in love with someone else?
Zhuang Rong'er was in a heavy mood, but the tight grip on her hand did not loosen at all.
Nightmare Lady struggled desperately under her hands, but she could not be moved even a step.
"I won't disappear." He said with difficulty.
"So what?" Zhuang Rong'er asked in a low voice.
"It means that you are just wasting your time and energy by treating me like this now!"
"I can afford to wait," she said, "but I can't tolerate your offense against him."
“…”
Yan Ji was stunned.
He finally realized that unlike Wu Heng, the fool who was easily toyed with by him, she had never confused lover with illusion from the beginning.
She has been loving someone who does not exist in this world.
Yan Ji hated herself for still being attracted by her unique emotions until this time.
He stared at Zhuang Rong'er with the appearance of Jing Huai, his eyes filled with strong unwillingness and interest, but his body eventually turned into invisible smoke under the pressure of spiritual power, as if it was also evaporated by the raging fire.
But he will definitely come back.
Definitely.
…
The flames roared, and the only sound in the silent world was the crackling of the flames.
Gradually, the people who were "frozen" in place seemed to respond again.
They revived in the sea of fire, but without panic or pain, they looked calm, and with a certain piety, they lay quietly on the ground and fell asleep with a smile on their faces.
One figure after another was engulfed by the flames and disappeared, but more figures came from afar and walked towards the sea of fire.
The old man with the truffle nose bent down and bowed to Zhuang Rong'er as he passed by her, and then like all the other peaceful souls, he returned to the warm and burning light.
…
The flames were surging, and a woman in a wedding dress was sitting cross-legged.
The flames formed a circle around her, and in front of her lay a man, her groom in wedding clothes, tied up with chains and poisonous insects.
——The three people, covered in dust and dirt, who escaped from the tunnel dug by Wuheng with his centipede body, saw such a strange scene at first sight.
Everything in the outside world was so different from what they had imagined. They were forced back into the cave by the scorching temperature and could only look at the ground from afar.
"What is Master Zhuang doing?!" Shu Qianhe asked in surprise and doubt, "What's going on outside?"
The woman in the sea of fire was undoubtedly Zhuang Rong'er. The corners of her clothes had been burnt, but her figure remained as steady as a mountain.
From their perspective, the flames seemed to be licking her hair, but she closed her eyes, her expression was normal, her hands were in seals, and she looked peaceful. The flames reflected on her cheeks, as if only a halo was cast, which could not hurt her at all.
The flames dyed half the sky red, and in the flames, it seemed as if countless blurry shadows were moving towards her. One after another, they stepped into the flames, and finally turned into dust in the flames and were blown away by the wind.
Wu Heng stared at the other end in a trance, and said in a daze: "She is praying for the soul..."
She is saving the souls of the people who were trapped in the illusory world by the World-devouring Whale.
Shu Qianhe's breathing stagnated. Her guess was really confirmed, and for a moment, she felt an indescribable sense of melancholy in her heart.
The little snake was also stiff and motionless.
The three of them stopped talking and did not try to cross the sea of fire to interrupt. They just watched silently.
I don’t know how long it took, but the shaking of the world never ended.
The sea of fire seemed to be weakening, and everything that could be burned would be burned out.
Shu Qianhe couldn't express the shock she felt. She just stared blankly at the woman whose face was vaguely visible in the firelight, and couldn't help but murmur, "Uncle Master... Can I become someone like this in the future?"
“…”
Wu Heng had a strange look on his face, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he just smiled thoughtfully.
What kind of person is Zhuang Rong'er?
Complex people.
They saw her finally put down her hand that was forming the seal, and when the flame was only a tiny speck left, she stretched it towards the chest of the man standing in front of her.
With one of her movements, the surrounding environment appeared to be cracked and faded like a broken lens.
But before the scene was fully revealed, a few muffled thunder-like vibrations suddenly rang out in the entire space. Although the place had been shaking continuously before, this time it was violent and carried a devastating impact - an endless pulling force came, as if something from the sky wanted to suck them out!
"Xiao He, don't open your eyes! We are about to be sent out..." Wu Heng hurriedly warned.
"I told you the master is absolutely reliable! The dungeon is here to protect us from getting burned to death! Okay... and Ah Huai is also okay..."
The little snake finally said.
——As the illusion collapsed, the World-Devouring Whale was destroyed outside.
…
The sky was spinning, the earth was swirling, my ears were filled with roars, the water was rolling, and my limbs felt heavy and weak.
Zhuang Rong'er's vision was blurred and she let her body float up and down with the current.
At a certain moment, she saw a figure.
Awkward and lively.
His figure swayed in the water, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, bloodstains spread on his cuffs and chest, the blood and sea water mixed into one color, and the hand holding the sword seemed to be trembling due to exhaustion.
Their eyes met briefly across the water. Zhuang Rong'er suddenly raised her stiff fingers, straightened her hair that was messed up by the waves caused by the sinking of the World-Devouring Whale, and then flew towards him.
Thanks to the Nightmare Princess in the illusory world, she finally discovered her own pathetic feelings—
She fell in love with Ah Huai.
The hundredth and two hundred and sixty-nine days after Jinghuai’s death.
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