88.Chapter 88

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date="2020-11-26"

title="88.Chapter 88"

weight="106482"

series = ["Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms"]

mode = "manual"

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Yu Jingzhong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground, only to feel the sharp pain in his throat as if he had been pierced, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Not far away, the head shook his body, and then touched his neck slightly uncomfortably.

"How is this going……"

"Mirror reflection." The head said with a slight smile, his eyes flashing with jokes, "It is an inevitable phenomenon when using Yata Mirror to attack its owner."

He didn't say it, but his face clearly read "You shouldn't be so naive, thinking that it's easy to defeat the villain boss."

reflection of mirror? Can all attacks bounce back to me? Damn what's going on? !

Yu Jingzhong's heart trembled. The first reaction was to die with this person today. After thinking about it and reacting again, Tian Qizhi, who has been enchanted, must be more resistant to fighting than himself, and it must be himself who died first after losing.

At that moment, Yu Jingzhong remembered that he had insisted on being a normal human before. Zhou Hui always half-jokingly and half-seriously told him to eat elixir, but he never took it seriously, and suddenly his intestines were blue.

Oh shit!

What should we do now? !

The head had sleeves on his arms, unscrupulously revealing his opened neck, and walked very leisurely.

Yu Jingzhong reluctantly stood in front of Yan Lanyu, pointed his muzzle at the head of the left chest, hesitated for a moment, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Do you want to shoot? He didn't believe that someone could stand up after a hole in their heart.

But what if the other party really doesn't care about the damage of the sex, and he himself gets dumped first? !

The head of the head showed an interesting expression in his eyes, and he walked step by step, and he was almost close. Yu Jingzhong no longer had time to hesitate, gritted his teeth and raised his hand with a shot, hitting the head of the boss!

With a loud bang, the leader staggered back a few steps, and Yu Jingzhong fell to the ground!

Yu Fu might have never experienced this kind of severe pain in his entire life. For an instant, there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, that the Qiong Yao drama put "My heart hurts so much that I was dying", which was the feeling of dying.

In a daze, he saw the boss pull Yan Lanyu up from the ground, coughing violently and smilingly said: "You really shot. I can't see that you are kind of..."

Yu Jingzhong's strength did not know where he was, suddenly stood up and rushed to the head, with his weight, he pushed the opponent down on the rock, and punched him down with a fist!

In fact, he was already in pain at this time, even every nerve was trembling like an electric, and the muscles of his arms and thighs spasm violently. The reason for being able to hold this breath in his throat is not so much physical strength, as it is all due to willpower.

He didn't know where his fist was hitting, and he was sure to hit a stone several times, and the blood spilled along the cracks of his fingers. What's more frightening is that every punch that hits the head of the body returns to him with the same strength, the pain makes him numb, his consciousness falls into a strange trance state, and the retina is full of golden light due to intense hyperemia.

His finger bones were almost shattered, he let out a hoarse roar, and hit the ground with a fist against the face that he had shunned suddenly!

Cracked fine lines are instantly left on the surface of the rock, bang! With a clap of applause, Yu Jingzhong kicked over.

"Whhhhhhh..." With every breath of Yu Jingzhong, the nasal cavity was filled with the smell of rust, and he staggered up from the ground. I saw the head leaning against the dead tree, wiped the blood from his mouth, and smiled: "It is indeed Yata Mirror Heart..."

Yu Jingzhong's ears were full of blood, but he couldn't actually hear what he was talking about. It took him a long time to reluctantly focus his gaze, and he looked very embarrassed when he saw Tian Qizhi bleeding from the corners of his eyes and nose.

Yu Jingzhong felt strange in a trance.

How can a man who doesn't bleed a drop of blood even when his heart is pierced by a bullet?

His thinking was affected by the severe pain, and he looked at his right hand dullly after several seconds.

——The hand was covered with mud, the joints were cracked, and Bai Sensen's finger bones were faintly visible. The nails pinched the palms to bloody flesh, and it didn't look like a human hand anymore.

However, the pentagram on the palm of the palm is still very clear, with countless fine spells around it, even shimmering through the fragmented flesh and blood.

...Is it because of it?

Yu Jingzhong has studied the Yata Mirror, and he knows that the symbol representing it is not like this. The Pentagram is actually the totem of the Onmyoji. Each onmyoji has its own unique pentagram. Although it looks exactly the same, it actually shows thousands of subtle differences because of the difference in personal mana.

So, is this pentagram actually Yan Lanyu?

Is it the soul that Yan Lanyu uses to wrap the mirror heart?

Yu Jingzhong gasped heavily, a huge sadness and anger suddenly poured out of his heart. The emotion was so strong and violent that it swept through all of his consciousness like a hurricane, and even completely covered many severe muscle and bone pains.

He was still desperately protecting me until the last moment, but I couldn't save him.

I can't even take him back.

Yu Jingzhong's throat was congested, he gasped in a hoarse tone, and clenched his back teeth.

Tian Qizhi got up, although his demon body had been completely destroyed and looked a little embarrassed, but it was still much better than Yu Jingzhong, who was so scarred. However, as he walked towards Yan Lanyu, suddenly there was another gunshot in his ear, and his knees fell on his knees.

Damn it!

I saw Yu Jingzhong smashing the gun heavily on the ground and leaping forward. The action was almost desperate, pushing the head of the boss down the mound!

In the chaos, the master grabbed Yu Jingzhong with his backhand. In the process of rolling down, the two even shared the burning of the sharp dead branches, gravel and the hot ground in the explosion, and then fell heavily into the stone pit with a bang.

Yu Jingzhong spouted a mouthful of blood, and Tian Qizhi squeezed his neck with his backhand!

The silent struggle for a few seconds was like a tragic pantomime. In the dark, Yu Jingzhong's hand was bloody and blue veins burst out, and he lifted it up inch by inch and got stuck in Tian Qizhi's throat.

This is just a matter of life and death, but every millisecond is infinitely stretched, and it will never end in suffocation.

Yu Jingzhong has never felt like this, so clearly and truly, that all this is about to end today. His life is about to end here, turning into bones, turning into mud, and disappearing forever on this exotic land.

Just die, he thought calmly.

Even if she is immortal, Yan Lanyu can't make it, so I just go with him. I heard that Huangquan Road is not easy to walk, so I will be a company with him, maybe I can reincarnate together in the next life.

His fingers are still pinching Tian Qizhi's throat like iron tongs, but his mind has fallen into darkness in the chaos caused by lack of oxygen. His eardrums roared from the collision of blood, sounding like the sound of ocean tide.

It was like the last night he had dreamed of with Yan Lanyu.

The flames blazed on the sea, and countless pale arms waved like a forest in the devil world. On the cross-like wooden stake not far away, the grown-up young Yan Lanyu broke free of the rope, stepped barefoot on the sea, and walked to Yu Jingzhong.

Yu Jingzhong was floating in the waves, raising his head to look at him.

Yan Lanyu's body was mutilated as if it had been cut by a knife, with muscles and bones exposed. His face was a strange grayish white, without any anger, like a hazy sky.

His eyes were muddy and unclear, and he was no longer alive. However, Yu Jingzhong could feel those eyes looking at him.

Very sad, missed, and looked at him tenderly.

"...Lan Yu..."

Why are you hurt?

Who made you like this?

Yu Jingzhong opened his mouth in vain, but couldn't make any sound.

A sad smile passed across Yan Lanyu's face, pointed at herself, and said silently. He could not hear his voice at all in the stormy sea, but his mouth was very familiar, as if saying: I am...

What is it?

Yu Jingzhong's mind became more and more chaotic, and he had reached the end of the force.

The real, last moment.

Yan Lanyu squatted down and pressed a kiss on the corner of Yu Jingzhong's lips. Although he knew that it was just his soul, the touch of his lips was so real that even the cold and desperate breath came through his nose.

Yu Jingzhong suddenly realized something, and then Yan Lanyu reached out and grabbed him, and suddenly pulled him out of the sea!

Wow----

The sound of water splashed, Yu Jingzhong's eyes flashed, and the scene changed in an uproar!

I saw him return to reality from the illusion, the hard and hot ground beneath him, his hands still pinching Tian Qizhi's throat, and the sound of blood around him was not the sound of water, but blood!

——It is the sound of blood splashing out of Tian Qizhi's chest!

Yu Jingzhong's pupils tightened, and the pressure on his neck loosened in the next second, and fresh air poured into his lungs, causing him to spasm and cough!

"Cough cough cough!!..." Yu Jingzhong turned on his knees, clutching his neck and coughing up black blood. He trembled violently for a long while and looked up. The sight in front of him was stunned.

Tian Qizhi fell to the place where he was fighting with him just now, his chest was pierced by a sharp weapon, and a lot of blood was constantly pouring out. And what stood in front of him was the young Yan Lanyu in the illusion just now!

Yan Lanyu seems to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and his face has not changed much, but because of his lifelessness, he looks extremely disappointed. In contrast, he was very calm, staring at Tian Qizhi slightly, his right hand and four fingers hanging together, blood crisscrossing, and his fingers gathered on the ground.

It was he who pierced Tian Qizhi's heart at the very moment of his death!

"...Finally...Finally forced you out," Tian Qizhi uttered a word, bleeding came from the corner of his mouth, but his expression still seemed very happy:

"Now, you haven't seen you like this for many years. It's really missed... You can't pretend to be stupid now, right?"

Yan Lanyu stared at him quietly.

The wind blowing from the other side of Huangquan passed through the mountains and forests, brushed over the mounds, and swept to the boundless night far away, with countless resentful spirits crying and obsession, and rushing to the distance.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Yan Lanyu said lightly after a long time.

His voice was very hoarse, it seemed that his vocal cords had been damaged, and it sounded a little weird.

But the indifference and alienation in it, separated by the yin and sun and the long years, has not changed.

"Still sticking to the role of'stranger'? It's really your iconic line." Tian Qizhi laughed, covering his mouth and coughing, as if shaking from his chest.

He was seriously injured, and Yan Lanyu pierced his heart directly, which was fatal.

"But forget it, I just want to know what you are now-the wrong beginning of the story is corrected, and the ending should change to another direction, right? I'm just a little curious... nothing."

Tian Qizhi turned his head and looked at Yu Jingzhong, he even laughed a little teasingly: "I have reminded you, Mr. Agent, the villain died of curiosity."

Yu Jingzhong half-kneeled on the ground, panting, unable to say a word.

"Curiosity is common to everyone, and we must respect the villain's curiosity."

"It is often the key to the protagonist defeating the villain in the ending of the story."

...

Could it be that he hinted at such a direction from the beginning, what is in his mind after being caught? !

"It has been a long time since being enchanted, and you won't really die, but this is no longer where you and I should be." Yan Lanyu paused, and the ending sound disappeared in the air, like a long and silent sigh.

"Come on, Tian Youjun. The soul has a distant place where the soul should go."

He stretched out his hand and Yu Jingzhong suddenly had an ominous premonition, and suddenly shouted: "No!-Yan Lanyu!"

However, the latter just raised his head and smiled at him. There was bitterness, nostalgia, and helplessness in that expression, but something deeper was hidden, as if it was a kind of relief.

It is like a pedestrian who has seen the end point after a long journey, and like a worshipper who finally puts on his bags and sets off towards the distant mountains.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand to press on Tian Qizhi's heart, and a golden pentagram engraved with complex spells suddenly appeared on the back of his hand!

Yu Jingzhong looked at his hand in astonishment, and as expected, the five-pointed star was gone. Then the space-time gap in mid-air collapsed suddenly, like a black curtain slowly opened, behind the curtain was the endless abyss of hell, countless entangled miserable ghosts came crying!

The cold air current formed a hurricane, and Yu Jingzhong fell to the ground in the chaos, and the gate to hell instantly swallowed Yan Lanyu and Tian Qizhi at the same time.

"Yan Lanyu..." Yu Jingzhong broke out an angry roar: "Yan Lanyu!!"

He almost climbed the rock and rushed over, saying that it was too late, then soon, and in a thousandth of a second he ran into Yan Lanyu's finger!

——But then, the hands of the two crossed, Yan Lanyu fell into the abyss, and waved to him with a smile.

That was the last scene that Yu Jingzhong saw before the gate of hell was closed.

"Yan Lanyu! Come back!!"

The void vibrated suddenly, and the air closed silently. The illusion disappeared completely in the wind, and within a few seconds, even the last shadow was completely gone. Only scarred and charred rocks remained in the mountains, as well as blood stains left after fighting on the floor.

Yu Jingzhong's blood was cold all over, his hands and feet were soft, and he couldn't stand up after shaking several times.

No, it's impossible...

It must not be like this...

He grabbed the clods of dirt, crawling almost rolling, and rushed back to the mound just now in a swift and embarrassing manner. He couldn't feel the pain of being cut and abraded by the gravel at all, and he couldn't even hear any sound. Only the blood hit the top of his head and eardrum, and the heart seemed to be tightly constricted by several iron wires into a piece of meat that would burst at any time.

With a bang, he overturned the mound and fell to the ground. He couldn't even get up and looked forward.

——Yan Lanyu lay there quietly.

He seemed to be left alone on the ground, with his chest motionless, as if he didn't even have the slight ups and downs of breathing, completely fused with the cold, deep night in the distance.