It flows in the air, as if it has life, carrying the soul of Nanshu with it.
Nan Song could clearly feel the pulse of the water, a rhythm closely connected with her own life, like a heartbeat, steady and powerful.
"Thank you. I understand."
Nan Song's voice was so soft that it was almost like a whisper, but it contained an unshakable firmness.
"The Blore thing..."
As she finished her words, even if she could still finish them, her body began to gradually become transparent.
Her body seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of mist, gradually becoming blurred, as if it could dissipate into the air at any time.
Water flowed continuously from her body, as if seeing her off and leading her soul to an unknown place.
The water was clear and pure, and above the flowing golden water, it appeared unexpectedly pure and warm.
It is like a rushing river flowing from a thousand-foot cliff, carrying the spiritual picture of Nansong and rushing towards the distance.
The flowing water contains Nansong’s memories and every bit of her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
Every drop of water is like a part of her life, flowing with her emotions.
Soon, Nansong melted into the golden water. Her body completely merged into the golden water, as if she had never existed.
The golden water continued to flow, carrying Nansong's soul, rushing towards an unknown direction.
Lu Nanyao stood there staring at her hands, as if she had lost control of her body and was completely unable to move.
Her eyes stared at her hands, but she seemed to see some terrible sight, causing her pupils to dilate continuously.
Suddenly, a powerful force swept over like a surging wave, and Lu Nanyao's body seemed to be tightly bound by this force.
The blood vessels were like frozen rivers, bursting out in an instant with an unstoppable momentum.
The blood vessels squirmed wildly under her skin, as if trying to break free from her body.
The body began to stiffen involuntarily, and the originally soft skin gradually became rough, as if covered by a thick layer of wood.
The golden water climbed up Lu Nanyao's body at an astonishing speed like a golden torrent.
It spread quickly, enveloping her entire body and forming a hard shell.
As the golden water covered her, Lu Nanyao's hair also underwent amazing changes.
Their original color gradually faded, replaced by a color similar to that of the wood.
Her eyes also lost their former luster, becoming empty and cold, as if they had lost the breath of life.
In the end, Lu Nanyao completely turned into a wooden figure. Her body stood stiffly and motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.
Had Blore been there, he would have been surprised to find that this wooden figure was exactly the same as the one closest to him that he had seen in the warehouse.
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Ma Tuan ran down the stairs frantically, his footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell, like the drumbeat of fate, rapid and powerful.
My heart was beating like a drum, pounding and almost jumping out of my chest.
But he could not only hear his own heartbeat, but also the heartbeat of some unknown species. The heartbeat was mixed in the air, appearing and disappearing from time to time, like some mysterious whisper that made him shudder.
He felt that he was about to see the phantom of that thing, but it was vague, like a shadow struggling in the darkness, feeling both fear and curiosity.
The stairs extended downwards as if there was no end, and Ma Tuan had no idea what was down there.
But he would never waste time on it. The unknown and the inexplicable sense of urgency drove him to keep moving forward.
And he seemed to have seen that in the blue-gray candlelight, there seemed to be a door. That door seemed to be the entrance to another world, emitting a strange and attractive light.
Finally, he rushed to the door and pushed it open with force.
The door creaked and was slowly pushed open. A gust of cold wind blew in like a ferocious beast, roaring and blowing.
The cold wind carried a faint chill, as if it could penetrate people's bones, making people shiver.
He stood at the door, stunned by the scene before him and gasped.
This is not a room at all, it is clearly an extremely huge space!
This space is so huge that it is unimaginable. At a glance, you can't see the end at all.
In this space, there are huge pillars everywhere. These pillars are like light golden enamel wood, towering into the sky, as if they are the pillars supporting the weight of the entire world.
These pillars start from the bottom and stretch upwards, and each pillar is lit with countless small ice lanterns in the shape of blue lotus flowers.
These small ice lanterns emit a faint blue light, like flowers blooming in the snow, one after another, continuously extending to the end of the sight.
Although their light is faint, it brings a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere to the entire space.
The light grey gauze was blown down and fluttered by the wind when he opened the door, dancing in the air as if given life.
These gauze fabrics are light and soft, like dancing fairies, adding a touch of liveliness to the space.
However, the most surprising thing is that these gauze silks were not ignited by the flames of the small ice lanterns. Instead, under the reflection of the blue light, they reflected the patterns of the tea drinkers.
These patterns are vague, like secrets hidden in the fog, making people want to find out.
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