Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Falling.

Staring at the light that was getting farther and farther away above the zenith, Xu Yuan's consciousness continued to fall into the dark abyss.

Like lying on a sunset beach, with the rising tide, the cool tide hit his neck wave after wave from his feet.

Something was slowly drowning him.

But according to Xu Yuan's experience of death, he was not dead yet.

Death is unconscious and cold, a cold nothingness.

Now he can still think, which means he is still alive.

This physical sensation is probably an abstract expression of his struggle with Mu Nuo. Maybe when he is completely submerged by the tide, it is the moment when Mu Nuo completely devours him.

But it may also be the other way around.

After all, this process of swallowing is unknown to both him and Mu Nuo.

Xu Yuan didn't know what he should do now, and he couldn't do anything at all. Now he couldn't even move a finger, and could only passively feel everything around him.

If it was an action game, his current experience would undoubtedly be a piece of shit.

He felt that this way of devouring and wrestling must use a battle from the spiritual world to determine the devoured party.

Just like the prince of a certain comic book in the previous life fighting against the nine trumpets.

Whoever loses will be controlled.

It is really too abstract for him to be a camera that keeps watching the light in the sky gradually fade away.

The time of falling seemed to have no end, and his thoughts also continued to go away, until a certain moment, Xu Yuan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He was too calm,

even too calm and relaxed.

This is unreasonable.

When facing the White Emperor, although he was still calm, he would rack his brains urgently to find a way to survive, but at this moment, in the same life and death dilemma, he didn't think about saving himself but was calculating these things here.

Just as he worried, some changes in the devouring process affected and alienated his thinking.

I just don't know whether this influence is subjectively created by Mu Nuo or an objective phenomenon that will appear in the devouring process.

As soon as the thought flashed through my mind, a dumb laugh surged in my heart.

If Mu Nuo had this kind of brain to influence his thinking, he wouldn't have been beaten into that state by Bai Di despite having such powerful hardware.

The alienation of thinking should be a normal phenomenon of devouring.

But in this case, Mu Nuo might also be experiencing similar changes as him.

It's really unfair.

He became calm and indifferent, which was a weakening, but for Mu Nuo, the emotional kid, losing his emotions was a complete strengthening.

After muttering in his heart, Xu Yuan began to seek ways to save himself.

The physical feeling when the fungal blanket was transformed into red silk and poured into Mu Nuo's body was still vivid. This struggle of devouring would not be fully automatic, at least not completely.

He needed to do something.

Although Mu Nuo was in a state of being disabled, the gap between the two of them was still too big. If he continued to be so passive, Xu Yuan felt that he would be the one to die in the end.

Rustling

As soon as the thought came up, Xu Yuan found that the environment he was in had changed a little.

His body was still falling, but the dark inner wall of the abyss gradually raised some light and shadows, which turned into huge portraits around him.

The fall continued.

When Xu Yuan tried to observe the content of the giant shadow, it was as if the play button was pressed, and the inner portrait slowly moved.

In these shadows,

Xu Yuan saw a weak ghost born in the ghost fog and a newborn baby.

Puzzled.

What are these?

A revolving lantern?

But judging from these unfamiliar scenes, the baby should not be him, Xu Changtian.

This is the memory of Mu Xingyi and Wan.

Mu Nuoxing may really be a perfect life form.

There has never been a creature in the world who knows everything by nature. Even the human race in the world today needs to study to inherit the knowledge left by the sages, but Mu Nuo can inherit the memories of others by swallowing.

The fall continued.

But at the same time, Xu Yuan found that the feeling of being submerged by the tide was further intensified at this time, but he could only passively endure it while falling.

He watched the two grow up in completely different environments until they intersected and overlapped at a certain moment.

Then,

Xu Yuan saw the process of Mu Xingyi and Wan getting to know each other, getting familiar with each other, and falling in love, and also saw the scene of the two entering the bridal chamber.

Watching him gradually take off her clothes.

As if feeling the joy and admiration of the two in the image, Xu Yuan also smiled.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The two memories began to flicker and blur at the same time.

No, even the revolving lanterns can't pass the review?

After a flash of complaints, Xu Yuan found that the two memories had become three since that night, and Mu Nuo was born since that night, and the images around him suddenly began to speed up, just like watching a movie at double speed in the previous life.

At first it was two times, then four times, eight times, sixteen times. Until it accelerated to the point where Xu Yuan couldn't see clearly at all.

His body kept falling, and the images around him changed like a fleeting light, but Xu Yuan was inexplicably able to know what happened in those pictures.

That was their daily life as a family of three.

When Mu Nuo told her husband about the baby in her belly, the hesitation and surprise in Mu Xingyi's eyes were particularly clear.

But as Mu Nuo was born, one of the images quickly went dark.

Before falling into darkness, the last thing Xu Yuan saw was the cold and condescending gaze of a young man in a Chinese robe.

For some reason, Xu Yuan felt a kind of hatred for this familiar face.

And it was precisely this kind of emotion that made Xu Yuan realize what was happening at the moment.

What was it about hating myself?

All his inferences just now seemed to be wrong.

This space seemed to be created because he was possessed by Mu Nuo.

This kid's idea was really interesting.

Its existence itself was between the soul and the entity. If it could possess him, it would be more efficient than devouring him.

But unfortunately, Xu Yuan was immune to possession.

Looking at the ball of light on the ceiling, Xu Yuan sighed in boredom.

He didn't know how long it had been outside, but he finally understood what the big ball of light on the ceiling was.

Yantian Soul.

Although it was very far away, the breath emitted by the ball of light had been helping him to eliminate these emotions, but the hatred generated at the moment of Wan's death was too strong, so strong that even Yantian Soul had a flaw.

But it was only a little.

As the founding method of Jiantian Pavilion, Yantian Jue was really too domineering.

The memory ended, the image disappeared, and the falling tunnel fell into darkness again.

But in this darkness, Xu Yuan no longer sensed nothingness. Something turned into a wisp of smoke and merged into the light ball in the sky. Then he felt a wonderful sense of fullness lingering in his body.

The Blood Origin Heart Meteorite Art began to operate.

Cut and refine the remaining soul power of Mu Nuo, and devour and merge into the Yantian Divine Soul in the sky.

One wisp, a hundred wisp, a thousand wisp.

When everything was over, Xu Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, a young man with black smoke all over his body appeared out of thin air.

Looking at Mu Nuo approaching, and then looking at the endless pale space around him, Xu Yuan curled his lips lightly.

In the end, he still had to fight the BOSS?

But why is the body of this little ghost full of sword wounds?

Tsk tsk,

It seems that the gold content of Tianmen Sword Intent is still rising.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan slowly raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and a painful smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Then,

he raised his eyes and looked at Mu Nuo in front of him again.

The person in front of him,

Mu Nuo, whose body was as majestic as a mountain.