Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 80 Sound of the Abyss

"What's going on?"

"Aruo, didn't I ask you to take good care of her?"

The cat named Aruo was grabbed by Bai Wei by the back of the neck and Piti slipped in front of her. After struggling to no avail, she looked at the woman with a cold look and crossed her paws guiltily.

"I watched her sleep, meow! I promise everything will be fine inside before I go out, meow!"

The implication is that kittens don’t know where the dirt comes from.

"Is this demonic energy?"

The situation in the house was unclear, Yan's face looked worried, his voice was trembling, and he began to regret last night's negligence and hasty departure.

Bai Wei let go of Aruo, shook his head and said, "No."

If it were demonic energy, it would be easy to say. She and the white cat Aruo were both pure and innocent beings and had no fear of demonic energy at all.

"This is the breath of evil spirits from outside the world." An old voice came from behind the two of them.

"If you take another step forward, you will all be polluted. At worst, your cultivation will collapse, and at worst, you will lose your mind."

An invisible barrier stopped Bai Wei and Yan who were about to step forward to check. Old Tao Li walked up to them, frowning.

The ban in the courtyard has been activated to prevent the spread of black mist. The originally quiet and elegant small building now became gloomy and cold, and the black mist was as solid as ink.

Old Man Taoli glanced at the disciple who was in a daze on one side, sighed softly, and raised his hand to send the disciple outside the restriction.

"Yan, go and invite the deans over."

Gulu, Gulu, Gulu.

In the dream, a series of clearly audible sounds came to Sheng Fei's ears.

It's the kind of sound you make when a liquid boils, and it has to be a very thick liquid.

She manipulated Jing's body to lie down, her palms stuck into the ground, and only her head stuck out of the cliff.

The crack was really too deep. Looking down like this, nothing could be seen or said, and black ash was splashed all over his face. Sheng Fei coughed dryly and turned his face away.

She angrily wiped away the black dust on her eyelashes, and when her vision returned to clarity, there was still a strange echo in her ears, which gave her an urge to go down and take a look.

Yes, go down, go down into the abyss.

Jump down, jump down.

The whispers, like the ripples of spring water, caressing the face like the mother's soft sleeves - jump down, as long as you jump, you will be free and you can leave the dream.

"Leave...leave...go home..."

Go down, you have to go down. Unknowingly, Sheng Wei's other hand also left the thick and solid rock formation, and most of his body was hanging above the crack.

There is the answer she wants below, and she must go down.

Once you think about it, you put it into action.

However, someone grabbed her tightly.

Feeling a huge force pulling her back, Sheng Fei pressed her white arms around her waist angrily and pulled hard.

"Let me go."

"No."

The rock face was full of stubbornness, and he clenched his teeth. There seemed to be no flesh on his slender arms, but his strength was not half inferior to his brother who was born with supernatural powers. He could easily tear off the wings of a steel bird without talking.

Down.

Otherwise, Sheng Fei thought that he was extremely talented, and the previous conversation had a feeling of resentment that iron cannot become steel.

By the way, the two men's quivers contained never iron arrows, but feathers peeled off the wings of the Fierce Golden Falcon. Their sharpness was not inferior to some talisman arrows engraved with low-level spiritual patterns.

To a certain extent, it was so damaged that if Fiery Golden Falcon, who died at the hands of Iwa, could come back to life, he would be able to curse shamelessly.

As the two continued to wrestle, when they saw themselves being dragged away from the edge of the cliff little by little, Sheng Wei added a little more strength and gritted his teeth and said: "Let go! Otherwise I will take action!"

"Don't let go."

Very good, don't let it go, little boy, it seems you also need a little iron fist education.

The young man's slender wrist began to twist and deform due to the huge force, and a deep and heavy purple mark suddenly appeared on his fair skin.

Yan ignored Sheng Fei's yelling, as if the pain didn't exist, and just kept pulling her back.

Jing is his younger brother and his most important family member. No matter how painful it is, he can't just let it go.

Yan led Sheng Fei back to a safe area, a small corner behind a high slope, where the Netherworld Blood Sea was no longer visible.

As soon as he realized that the strength on his body was gone, Sheng Wei took a step forward suddenly, then turned over and pushed him to the rock wall.

Her left hand was firmly stuck on Yan's throat, and her clear eyes, which were originally filled with golden sand, were completely filled with scarlet.

"Now, do it, Jing." Yan didn't resist at all and allowed his brother to lift him up, his expression as usual.

So angry, so angry, so angry. Sheng Fei only felt more and more thirsty. The dryness traveled up and down her body with the flow of blood, gnawing at her internal organs wantonly, tearing at her meridians vigorously, entrenching herself.

Deep in every bone.

"Why don't you let me go!"

"Why don't you let me go home!"

"Why don't you resist! Why! Why!"

Hysterical shouts, one knife after another, were drawn in the air, and the corners of the angry eyebrows were carefully carved. Yan tightly covered his bleeding wrist, and his thirst for air made the corners of his eyes slightly moist.

Tears are sometimes really useful things. They can represent many, many things. They are cold and clean, and they fall on Sheng Xi's burning skin.

The seductive whisper in her ear stopped abruptly.

Sheng Wei let go of his hand and took a few steps back, his hands trembling.

Damn it, the words that came out of her mouth and the way she acted were so familiar to her. Similar situations had happened countless times in Jing's memory.

Facing his brother's beatings, Yan never resisted once.

She was now sure that there was something calling out to the well below the crack, in the sea of ​​blood, and it was definitely not an illusion.

And this may be the reason why Jing Lao ran to the edge of the cliff.

In the same way, Yan didn't care about her youngest son. She didn't allow Jing to go to the edge of the cliff, and she wasn't strong enough to stop him, so she could only feed him drugs that weakened his consciousness to reduce the impact of the weird noise on Jing.

.

"Is it just because you don't want to separate, Jing?"

After a few breaths, the purple mark between Yan's wrists began to fade, and the pulling just now seemed to have no impact on him.

He has a strong body and strong resilience. It would be a lie to say that he is not envious of him.

Sheng Fei longed for it the most.

Seeing Yan grabbing her arm again, she said helplessly: "Let go, I'm awake and won't jump anymore."

"Really?" Yan looked at the scarlet color in his brother's eyes that had not faded, and did not let go immediately.

Doubt, clear suspicion, questioning the validity of her words.

Can this be tolerated? I can’t!

So, Sheng Wei raised his hand and vowed to the sky: "It's true! It can't be true anymore, I swear to the earth!"

The small locust tree is in the middle, and the black fog has dissipated, leaving without a trace.

Old Man Taoli, Bai Wei, and four other old men gathered around the burning body on the stone flat. In their eyes, the spirit, flesh, and bones that should have been separated in the burning were stuck together in a mysterious way.

The old man on the far right had a hoarse voice. Seeing that this scene was showing signs of crumbling, Bai Wei hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"I always thought you were too kind, and hope should be firmly held in your hands."

"But what exactly did Luo Shui do to this child?"

(End of chapter)