Stray Chapter 50: I miss you

Murong Ziying's expression was very ugly. He flew with his sword and soared into the air. After leaving the house, what he saw was not the outline of Chenzhou City that should have appeared.

It was a foggy, dark night, and an extremely strange landscape. He could see various ruins of buildings below. It was a black city ruins, which seemed to be the ruins of Chenzhou City that had been destroyed for countless years...

Although he still insists these are fake, he just can't see where the problem is because everything is so real.

Murong Ziying did not waver easily, but continued to fly with her sword. The speed of her sword escape was a hundred miles, and she left the black city ruins in an instant.

Outside is a dark land shrouded in night. You can see dry rivers and huge rocks in the distance. There are also dark and rolling peaks. You can continue to look far into the distance above the desolate and miserable scenery, and you can even see the horizon. At the end there is a cloud as heavy as lead.

It seems to be a huge storm that surrounds the whole world, causing the whole world to fall into the demon world.

Death.

Spooky.

Gloomy and cold.

It seems that in a situation he doesn't know, the heaven and the earth usher in a big change, the world is dark and doomsday, the catastrophe turns everything into ashes, everything has come to the end of despair, everything is covered by darkness, everyone is desperate And die.

The expression on Jianxian's face became more and more stern, and a moving expression flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he still didn't say anything, just tried his best to urge the sword light, spread out his consciousness and swept the sky and the ground at the fastest speed. Fly all the way forward.

However, he roared thousands of miles along the way, and saw the ruins of towns and villages that he was familiar with or unfamiliar with, and the ruins after the destruction of various scenery, Murong Ziying stopped for a while, I even went down to investigate it myself.

But the more he confirmed it, the more his heart sank.

Too real.

Or there is no falsehood at all.

This is a real world of the end of the world.

Although Murong Ziying was reluctant to admit it, he was indeed shaken. There is no way to be unshakable, because all his perceptual feedback is telling him that this is the real external environment, not some fantasy.

It's not easy to stick to your own ideas. When one person says you're wrong, you may not take it seriously. When two people say you're wrong, you may sneer. When three people say you're wrong, You may also be dismissive...

But when there are more and more people denying you, it is often difficult for you to stick to your original idea, and it is only natural that you will doubt yourself whether you are wrong.

It is always more credible to suspect that something is wrong with yourself than if the whole world is wrong. When the whole world is denying itself, then the self-confidence that you are not wrong will of course be shaken.

This is the situation at the moment, and Murong Ziying will inevitably be affected. This is not a question of whether the Dao Heart is firm or not - the Dao Heart Firmness should mean that there is no doubt about the path you want to take, no complaints or no complaints. Regret, rather than refusing to believe what you don't want to accept.

The sword has escaped for thousands of miles again. If this continues, they will return to the former Kunlun Mountains, but Murong Ziying still finds nothing, only darkness covers the earth, and everything has turned to ashes , everything you see is hopeless black.

He still insists that none of this is real, but if it were a fantasy, it would be too scary.

After pausing in the air for a while, then gritted his teeth, the Sword Immortal finally turned around and returned to the same path, galloping along the way. Continuing to wander outside like this has no practical significance except to make yourself more and more uncertain.

If you want to break the game, then starting from the place just now should be the most feasible, and he is not worried about those people acting alone.

It's just that at this moment, Murong Ziying is a little worried about whether she can return to the original place. After all, they are already deeply involved in the situation.

He didn't know that when he subconsciously worried about something like this, the heart-like fluctuations in his heart were projected in this vast dream, and spread out, like falling on the water. A stone was thrown, splashing a circle of ripples.

But when it hits the shore, the ripples will reflect back in circles. At that time, something will really start to happen, and once he has more violent mood swings because of those things , it will further cause a chain reaction——

Ripple out with more violent ripples, and then continue to reflect back. Until the situation became more serious, the entire water surface was completely turbulent, and even a violent storm was rolled up...

That is to say, the more he worries about what to fear, the more corresponding phenomena will appear.

But in the final analysis, the reflected projection was caused by the fluctuation of his own heart image. It was something he was worried about and feared. It was like punching a wall and hurting his fist.

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"Miss Han, we'd better wait until Uncle Zi Ying returns before making a decision..."

"But he's been gone for a long time, we can't just wait here all the time, do nothing?"

"This... But Uncle Zi Ying's cultivation has reached the realm of gasification sword, and he is the person with the most advanced skills among us..."

In the deserted and dimly lit yard, Han Lingsha and Huai Shuo had a little argument. The reason was because a certain sword immortal said he was going to see the specific situation, but he never came back. what's going on.

So Han Lingsha felt that she couldn't wait any longer, she had to take action, she couldn't sit still, how weird this place looked. But Huai Shuo thought that he shouldn't be so rash, and it was best to wait for his uncle to come back.

The two of them insisted on their own words, and the others frowned, some didn't know how to choose, because whether it was Han Lingsha or Huai Shuo's statement, it seemed to have its own reason.

"Then let's make a compromise and wait another quarter of an hour. If your uncle doesn't come back, then we won't be able to waste time here any longer..."

In the end, it was Han Lingsha's suggestion. She didn't want to conflict with the important combat power of the team at such a critical time. It would be unwise to do so, and Huai Shuo agreed after thinking about it.

The current situation is unknown, but all the fools know that they must be tricked. It seems that they are trapped in a long-abandoned haunted mansion. Before, they were careful not to make a sound, for fear of being discovered by the people in the house.

Now, no matter how loud they speak, no one will come to check, there seems to be nothing here, everything has been dead for countless years.

The surroundings are dark and barren, without any life.

The stars and moons in the sky are also obscured by dense dark clouds. They seem to be looming, but in fact, they have never appeared again. The darkness is overcast, which not only makes people feel extremely depressing, but also makes people even confirm the current situation. Time can't do it.

Only the room next to everyone is quite new and complete. It is spotless inside, and there are candles shining through. It looks extremely eerie and out of place in this abandoned house...

Han Lingsha also felt that this kind of environment made her feel nervous. In addition, the stern young Jianxian was gone forever, so she thought of leaving here as soon as possible.

The mausoleum of the Huainan Kings, where there are many evil spirits and ghosts, has passed by. This kind of gloomy and eerie scene has no real threat and danger. In fact, she should not be moved.

However, she just felt that this place was particularly depressing. The silence was filled with a creepy atmosphere. Under the psychological pressure brought by self-suggestion, she always felt that this place was even more terrifying than the dangerous Huainan Mausoleum. many.

Others obviously think so too. They'd rather have something really pop out than endure this invisible repression and fear here. The creepy atmosphere where people are slowly suffocating is much more comfortable.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

Of course, Murong Ziying, who was worried that she would not be able to come back, did not come back.

Everyone waited patiently for a while, but there was still no change. Now let alone Huai Shuo, even Xuanji couldn't say anything. And the two of them are indeed beginning to shake, thinking that it is possible that the uncle has encountered some trouble and is now fighting alone?

If you and others take action, you might just destroy the conspiracy of the mastermind behind the scenes and help Uncle Zi Ying break the game.

"Whether it will be separated or not, let's go out and take a look..." Han Lingsha was also confused, pointing to the courtyard wall.

Others have no objection. After all, Murong Ziying said before that she wanted to go out and have a look, instead of exploring deeply the deserted mansion that was beyond recognition. Until now, she has not come back. If it is for the sake of safety, it is best for everyone to go first. Better to go out and look for it.

This ghost place is really too weird, no one thought it would be so vicious before entering.

Han Lingsha dexterously climbed over the tall courtyard wall and landed on the street outside without making any sound. She glanced at the empty street and found that Chenzhou City at night had not changed.

The streets are empty, the houses on both sides are dark, only a few houses are lit up occasionally, no different from before.

No difference? Could it be that, in fact, something like a fantasy formation is specifically aimed at the sword immortal before? These little shrimps are not in the eyes of the other party at all?

Han Lingsha made such an inference. When she turned around, she couldn't find anyone else jumping over the wall, so she couldn't help frowning.

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The girl in red suddenly found that the surroundings were terribly quiet. She was worried that she would be separated from everyone as soon as she climbed over the wall, and found that what she worried about seemed to come true...

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The sun is shining, and spring is full of peaks.

In a simple pine wood house, a young man in animal skin with clear eyes and strong eyes sits on his familiar bed with his arms folded. Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he frowns and realizes that things are not simple.

Yun Tianhe didn't know why, but he just followed Lingsha over the courtyard wall and lost his mind for a while. In a trance, he actually returned to the wooden house on Qingluan Peak.

And the Lingsha in front is gone, and the large group of people around are all gone, I don't know where they went.

Faced with such a bizarre situation, even if it is a savage on the top of the mountain, it will naturally be subconsciously surprised, and it is impossible to say that it is heartless to accept it like this...

"Hooho..."

At this time, a low roar of a beast suddenly came from outside.

"Boar!"

Yun Tianhe's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he looked around, he picked up his longbow in a conditioned reflex and rushed out the door.