Chapter 395 Illusion
Xiao Changheng stood in the center of the tower and slowly looked around.
He was very familiar with this location. It was here that they met last time. He and Yun Qingqing stood side by side facing the overwhelming thunderclouds, ready to make a last-ditch effort to fight against the thunder.
But even though this tower held such important memories, he now realized that he had never actually looked at it carefully.
His gaze moved inch by inch, and the runes on the ground had completely disappeared, but there were still some burnt marks.
If you look closely at the eight columns, you will find that they are actually eight different colors. However, after years of wear and tear, most of the colors have faded, and the difference can only be vaguely seen from the tortoise-grain paint on the corners.
Above his head, the top of the tower had long been shattered by thunder, and the rubble on the ground had not yet been cleared.
Xiao Changheng looked for a long time, and all he saw was the same scenery; he felt increasingly lost.
What exactly is she looking for?
He sighed secretly, withdrew his gaze, turned around, went down the stairs and came to the eighth floor.
The two of them had been to the last few floors of the tower together. Xiao Changheng could even recall her every move, every decision, and the soft whispers she had whispered into his ear while hiding herself.
And on the eighth floor, she carefully and laboriously drew a huge rune array with blood on her fingertips...
Xiao Changheng looked at the runes still on the ground and his heart skipped a beat.
These runes were not the ones drawn by Yun Qingqing, but the runes that were already on the tower when they first arrived.
He remembered that the last time was on the seventh floor...
Xiao Changheng turned around abruptly, walked down the stairs quickly, and came to the seventh floor. Sure enough, he saw the stone table that had been there before, still placed there intact.
And on and outside the stone table, there were still those strange and twisted runes, spreading out in circles and spreading throughout the entire hall.
The talisman formation that Yun Qingqing had originally drawn was also gone.
Xiao Changheng's gaze hesitated and slid along the edge of the stone table, but he never dared to look directly over.
His breathing became a little rapid and he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.
The last time he looked at those runes, it was an extremely terrifying experience. He was struck by despair, as if everything he cherished in the world was destroyed. Although it was only for a moment, it almost destroyed his will.
Xiao Changheng lowered his head with rapid breathing, staring at the palm of his hand, two voices in his heart constantly fighting.
Is it possible that this is the clue she is looking for?
The last time he was here, he felt worse than death after just a quick glance, but Yun Qingqing was not at all stressed by the patterns on the table.
Is it possible that, given her realm and cultivation level, she would turn a blind eye to this clue?
There are always some things in this world that cannot be solved by strength and realm alone.
Is it possible that I am the only one who can help her with this matter?
Xiao Changheng's Adam's apple rolled violently, he closed his eyes, and slowly walked towards the stone table.
He had been blind for a long time, so darkness was no problem for him at all. He easily touched the cold and mottled table top.
His fingertips slid across the runes deeply engraved on the surface of the stone, and he couldn't suppress the trembling, it was hard to tell whether it was fear or excitement.
He only knew that if he opened his eyes now, he would most likely fall straight into the hell of despair just like last time.
But it is also possible to help her break the impasse.
Xiao Changheng's chest heaved several times. He held his breath and opened his eyes.
…
Yun Qingqing finally found what she wanted on the outer wall of the lowest level of the basil.
She did not feel happy or relieved. It could even be said that what she hoped most on this trip was not to find anything familiar.
She sighed softly, flew her sword straight to the top of the tower, and prepared to call Xiao Changheng.
But just when she had flown over two floors, she suddenly felt a sharp "buzzing" sound in her head, and at the same time, the palm of her right hand felt hot. She was startled and immediately looked at her palm, only to see a golden rune shining.
Yun Qingqing's face changed and she rushed straight up. After passing the seventh floor, she rushed back and finally found Xiao Changheng lying beside the stone table.
"What's wrong with you!" She rushed over in fear.
I saw him lying on the ground with his body curled up, his eyes open but his pupils not focused on any one spot, and he was completely motionless and lifeless.
Yun Qingqing felt as if a large hand was squeezing her heart tightly. She immediately helped him up and put him on her lap, reaching out to feel his pulse.
But he found that he could not detect any pulse at all.
She took a deep breath and quickly tried to feel his strength and breathing. At the same time, the clear light in her eyes almost overflowed as she scanned his entire body.
The purple aura is still there and the luck has not diminished.
But this person's breathing, pulse, and heartbeat all disappeared!
Her heart became more and more flustered. Light condensed from her fingertips and reached towards his brow, but as soon as she touched it, she withdrew her hand as if frightened.
The soul is gone! His soul has disappeared!
Yun Qingqing suddenly turned her head to look at his waist, took the Bagua formation plate that had not yet been repaired in her hand, quickly raised her hand and made a gesture, sending a wisp of spiritual consciousness into the stone plate.
She kept repeating in her heart, I must be there, I must be there...
However, looking at the gray space in the stone tablet, Yun Qingqing's heart sank to the bottom.
She withdrew her consciousness, opened her eyes blankly, and her heart was overwhelmed by boundless panic and self-blame.
Why did she leave him alone in the tower? Why didn't she repair the amulet earlier? Why didn't she spend a bit of her spiritual consciousness to protect him! Why...
Why did she bring him here... It would be safest to leave him in the Seven Stars Palace...
Yun Qingqing stared blankly at Xiao Changheng's face. His handsome face was as pale as paper, and his familiar black eyes were empty, looking blankly into the void.
Ever since she met him, he had never been as unreal and fragile as he was at this moment. He was clearly in her arms, but she felt that he was about to disappear in front of her forever.
Her consciousness suddenly became a little hazy, and everything at the moment felt so unreal.
She felt as if she raised her head and shouted something heart-wrenchingly, but she could not feel her own movements or hear any sounds.
But she knew what words she was shouting.
That's a person's name.
“Qingqing…”
A voice suddenly came from somewhere.
It was as if a light was lit in the endless darkness, and in an instant the darkness faded away, and everything around became alive again.
Yun Qingqing suddenly came back to her senses, gasping for breath, and found that she was neither crying nor looking up, her eyes still fixed on the man in her arms.
And he was still the same as before, with empty eyes, no life, and a missing soul.
But Yun Qingqing regained her senses. She immediately helped him up and leaned him against her shoulder, then used some hand gestures to form a formation.
Although I don't know what happened just now, that was definitely not her normal self!
Because she knew best that even if he looked dead and even his soul had disappeared, as long as his luck was still there, everything else was just an illusion!
Not to mention, the red line between the two of them is still firmly connected, and it is more conspicuous than ever before!
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