A big dream
A scorching wind filled with a pungent smell of burning blew slowly, and two short figures in white slowly stood up from the charred ruins.
The tender hands slowly picked up a piece of scarlet flesh from the dust and brought it close to their mouths.
“Crackle, crackle…crackle, crackle…”
"Crack..."
The horrifying sound of teeth grinding flesh echoed in the silent world.
The gilded eyes remained indifferent as a dusty child swallowed the last bite of meat, bit his bloody fingers as if with nostalgia, and walked among the ruins, looking for new pieces of meat.
Not far behind her, another child stretched out his hands to scoop up a pool of blood dripping from the sky, brought it close to his mouth and drank it.
Rustling, rustling, they paced among the ruins...
Suddenly, they turned their heads, and two pairs of calm gilded eyes looked over. There was no desire, no bloodlust, as if they were just calm and composed.
There is no pity, no cruelty, those two pairs of gilded eyes are always calm and indifferent, as ruthless as gods.
The man in purple raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, then licked it close to his mouth. He sat leisurely in the dust, not in a hurry to get up. He just seemed to have noticed their gazes and slowly raised his eyes.
The sea water slapped vigorously against the white shore, and with one sound after another, a tall figure in black walked through the thin clouds first, followed by a group of people with swords on their waists.
The black sleeves embroidered with ancient silver patterns were raised, revealing white fingers that were casually bent and placed under his lightly pursed lips. He slowly raised his eyes, and his cold and scrutinizing gaze swept over the misty fairy mountain in front of him.
He stopped for a long time, looking at the fairy mountain, but his eyes were slightly distracted, as if he was looking at something through the fairy mountain and thinking deeply about something.
The people standing behind him had indifferent expressions and were silently on guard around them.
The wind suddenly became hot and dry, bringing with it a faint smell of burning. The man in black suddenly came to his senses and frowned slightly.
"brush!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and the people behind him raised their long swords and "Swish..." quickly circled forward from both sides, forming a staggered barrier.
But as the wind blowing in his face became hotter, the man in black frowned even deeper.
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his black sleeves embroidered with ancient patterns fluttered, casting a blood-red shadow.
"boom!!!"
There was a blinding flash of white before my eyes.
The scorching air currents came like a torrent, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction. In an instant, they dispersed the slowly swirling thin clouds and mist, and stirred up the refreshing seawater that repeatedly lapped against the shore into huge waves.
Covering the sky and the sun.
“Crash!!”
The huge waves rolled up and hit the shore, splashing a lot of water.
In the still clear sky, countless trees turned into fine ash and drifted down, and the strong smell of burning exuded an ominous atmosphere, lingering between heaven and earth.
"Boom..." Among the vast undulating gray plains, the only standing figure in black suddenly trembled and half-knelt on the ground.
He lowered his head and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black and red blood.
"Cough cough..." With a low and hoarse cough, he lowered his head and slowly raised one hand to recall the blood-red shadow floating in the air.
Not enough, still not enough...
His chest heaving violently, he half-knelt on the ground, suddenly turned around to look at the vast and beautiful sea behind him, narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and murmured silently.
Blood dripped down his jaw into the dust.
“Cough cough cough——”
A deafening cough suddenly sounded, and a pool of blood fell, instantly covering the dots of winter plum blossoms among the gray soil.
…………
That last glance, their eyes met.
“Cough cough cough…”
A mouthful of blood fell on the white jade ground, which was illuminated orange by the lamplight.
With a loud "bang", the orange flame quickly extended and the lantern slammed to the ground.
The girl in white was trembling all over. She curled up in the corner of the white jade wall, grabbing the cold white jade wall with her hands. With a "wow" sound, she bent down and opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.
"Calm down." Xu Qinglin's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Jiang Jingyuan didn't respond, swallowing blood foam with a "gurgling" sound in her throat. The coldness of white jade spread to her limbs and bones. She trembled all over and opened her mouth to spit out blood again.
In the red killing realm with the silver sachet, the woman in red sitting in front of the mirror frowned.
She didn't know what Jiang Jingyuan had seen that had caused such a big reaction, but no matter what had happened, she couldn't let Jiang Jingyuan stay here...
She couldn't resist those two unknown things outside for long.
Xu Qinglin said, "Calm down, this is all fake."
It's all fake, it's all fake...
How could it be fake?
His forehead rested against the cold white jade wall, and the chill felt like the hottest fire sweeping through his body bit by bit.
It was so hot, so painful, numb and itchy, and it felt like an electric current was running through it.
The pain on one piece of skin felt a little better after it touched the white jade, but the itchiness on the other piece of skin started to reoccur.
Jiang Jingyuan huddled in the corner, trembling all over.
It’s so hot, so hot, so hot, so hot, so hot… It hurts, it hurts…
His eyes were sore, and the hot tears that oozed out of them were held in his eyes, causing an even more intense burning pain on his face and scalp.
"Don't go crazy, the illusion is over." Xu Qinglin said sternly, "Calm down, don't think about it, and you won't feel uncomfortable."
It’s over, it’s over… The girl’s trembling figure gradually subsided.
Xu Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief and soothed softly, "It's all over. It was just an illusion. It's all over. We need to leave here quickly."
It’s over…is it really over?
If it's really over, then why is it still so hot and painful...
In the dark white jade secret room.
Feng Qingyi curled up in the corner of the white jade wall, with her forehead pressed against the cold white jade wall. She grabbed the white jade high up with both hands and slowly slid down the wall, again and again, but the white jade remained without a trace.
The tears were hot, causing a burning pain as they slid across the skin.
You want to be numb, but you can't.
My heart is howling in pain and suffocating, and only tears can take away some of the pain.
If you want to be sober, then you must be resolute and endure these sufferings; if you want to be crazy, then you must be completely crazy and carefree.
Are you going crazy? Why are you going crazy?
I dare not.
I long for a big dream, but I am also afraid of waking up from it. Time has passed and things have changed, and I am the only one who has not made any progress but has regressed.
"call……"
A cold mist spread in the darkness, and the mist fell on her body, shaking her violently, and her trembling body calmed down a lot.
The pain gradually subsided, and with it came a slight drowsiness. She lowered her head and closed her eyes...
"Rustle..." Suddenly, no new cold mist fell from the white jade chamber.
The burning pain gradually intensified. Feng Qingyi suddenly opened her eyes, screamed in pain, bent down, and her forehead hit the white jade wall again and again.
"roar--"
In the hazy darkness, a golden figure appeared out of nowhere. It staggered a few steps, and its huge and bulky body fell "bang" to the white jade ground.
The golden human-faced bird statue howled in pain and rolled over on the white jade ground.
“Ahh…”
Feng Qingyi suddenly cried twice, as if she saw something she hated the most. She suddenly stood up and pounced on it, grabbing handfuls of golden feathers and strangling the neck of the golden human-faced bird statue with fierce hatred.
The burning pain swept through her body like a tide. Feng Qingyi gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes, but her hands were firmly pinching the slippery and sticky neck with sparse feathers.
"Go to hell, die, die—"
“Go to hell, die!!!”
Feng Qingyi pressed the neck of the golden human-faced bird statue against the cold white jade ground with one hand, and clenched her other hand into a fist, smashing it on the hideous and distorted face of the golden human-faced bird statue.
"Bang!"
The golden flakes shattered instantly, revealing the pale and bloody skin underneath.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Punch after punch, no matter how the golden human-faced bird statue roared, struggled or fought back, each punch hit its human face hard, smashing it to pieces, and it was still struggling and squirming.
Why…why…
Holding a handful of mud in her hand, Feng Qingyi seemed to be trapped in some kind of hallucination quagmire. Punching again and again, her whole body was in burning pain. She shed tears, sometimes murmuring "why", sometimes crying "go to hell".
Filled with endless resentment and despair, hundreds of years of regretting "what if I hadn't started from the beginning" - who to blame? Who to blame?
Blame yourself, blame yourself, hate... yourself.
it hurts.
Once you make a choice, you must accept that things may not go your way...
I know I should atone for my sins, but who doesn't long for hope and happiness? I'm unwilling to accept it, I regret and blame myself, but I'm also unwilling to accept it.
Unable to hate others, the sharp blade of hatred is pointed at oneself, and the intense resentment that grows in the scarred heart is directed at the fate and God who control everything.
He knows, yet He watches with indifference.
In the hazy darkness, a shrill wail of unprecedented intensity suddenly erupted.
If you hate me so much, why let me show up... It's harmful to both you and others, a joke that hurts both you and others.
All in all, come down to one word:
"Why……"
In the glow of the orange light, the girl in white curled up in the corner tilted her head, leaned against the cold white jade wall, slowly slid down, and knelt on the ground.
Inside the increasingly cold white jade wall, she opened her mouth slightly and exhaled clouds of gray mist.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, fell on his chin and dripped.
There was silence all around. Xu Qinglin looked at her and said nothing more - it was useless. Unless Jiang Jingyuan came out herself, no matter how much others said, it would be useless.
After all, others cannot empathize with you. No matter how much you listen, it is still unclear, and they may remain calm or laugh.
Only by following the people in the illusion in person can you know...
It hurts so much, it feels like suffocating.
It hurts so much, struggling is useless, I grit my teeth and suppress my struggling limbs... I can't resist.
Xu Qinglin looked at the girl in white quietly. Perhaps there were some faint emotions in her heart, but when she looked into it carefully, she found that she was as calm as dead water.
Breathing lightly and closing his sore eyes, Jiang Jingyuan picked up the lantern on the ground with one hand, supported himself on the cold white jade wall with the other, and slowly stood up.
When he opened his eyes again, there was a calmness, almost indifference, in his eyes.
Jiang Jingyuan turned around and looked at the intact white jade walls behind him and on both sides. He slowly stepped back, took out the plum blossom sleeve arrow that seemed to be made of ice, and aimed it at the white jade wall in front of him.
"call out--"
“Swoosh, swoosh—”
Crystal clear ice arrows flew out one after another, crashing into the white jade wall...
But it bounced back.
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