Sanctuary Huazhang I Mengyan

Chapter21

Dark sky, no stars, no moon, no clouds.The boundless darkness closed around, like a net of gloom and suffocation.Bright red blood drops fell from the sky, dripping on my face, giving off a more intense stench.The unbearable blood slid down the skin, and the thick texture mixed with the smell of rust made me nauseous.

I staggered along my steps, swaying in the blood dancing forest.The red trunks are light and soft, stretching gracefully; charming as if a dancer is dancing, seductive and bewitching.

Extremely exhausted, I leaned against the tree trunk and slid down from top to bottom, squatting under the tree.The exhaustion and pain made me fall asleep quickly, and I even slept soundly for a while.I didn't hear any footsteps or conversation, and by the time I realized it, I had already been woken up by a slap.

"Hey, look who this is, isn't it the honorable Young Master Yi'er!"

I took a closer look, thought for a while before remembering, then my scalp went numb, and I cursed my bad luck.Deli, who was originally strong, was thin and became a skeleton. His once dyed orange-red hair was now messy and withered, and blood dripped down his chin slowly, like coquettish blood tears.

"It's really fate, we actually met again in this kind of place."

I stuck out my tongue secretly, I really never thought that I would see him one day.Who would have thought that the last time he accompanied the most noble person in Orson to punish others, this time he would end up in the same position as the person being punished?

"Master Yi'er, why are you in such a mess! Look, the clothes are all torn, isn't it? I wonder if the bottom is also torn. See if you were raped before you came here. I don't know if it's His Royal Highness Luo Sihua It's very fierce, and it's the reason why you sold it somewhere."

"Speak up if you have something to say! If you are really angry, just beat me up. Anyway, I don't have the strength to resist now. Or you can just kill me to save me from suffering so much." I broke the jar Po fell, leaning against the tree trunk nonchalantly, with a righteous expression on his face.

"Kill you? Do you think I'm a fool? Do you still remember what His Royal Highness Luo Sihua told others before he left? ──Don't let him die too fast! This is a place that makes your life worse than death, come here It's a blessing to die early. And how can you still learn not to show weakness, do you know that your arrogant appearance makes others want to be you even more?"

He lifted my chin frivolously, I don't dodge it.

I know how unbearable I am now, and I can't attract his sexual interest no matter what.

"Will you let me go if I show weakness? I'm too lazy to add interest."

During this period of time, I discovered that for things like violence, the outcome is the same regardless of whether the process is good or bad.

He seemed to be very satisfied with a grin, and exhaled a rotten smell from his mouth: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have become more and more eloquent. What, you were abandoned by His Royal Highness Luo Sihua? I told you a long time ago, such things as bed companions It is impossible to last. Besides, you are not considered stunning, why does His Highness take a fancy to you?"

Although he didn't make a move, these few words hurt more than a slap on my face.I gritted my teeth, tried to ignore the continuous rain of blood from the sky, and said: "If you are fine, I will leave first. I heard that the Blood Dance Forest is one of the three wonders of Orson. I really want to take care of it." Go around here. I'm not like you, I lost my interest after staying here for so long."

"You are really leisurely! Then go for a walk, maybe you can remember something!"

He sneered, and clapped his hands, "It's really a good physique. You can wake up so quickly after being injured like this. You know, Yi'er, when people enter the Blood Dance Forest, their consciences have already been wiped out. There are rumors It is said that many people die here, and the environment will torture the dead."

"Actually, look, am I not tortured to death by the environment? On the contrary, I am here to enjoy myself. Weak people will be tortured to death by me because they are not strong enough. It is not up to me, don't you think?" Before that, I tortured seven people to death just now, and now the weaker people are all dead, Yier, I have no choice but to let go of old feelings."

I tried to run, but due to exhaustion, I tripped over the branches under my feet and fell to the ground.

I was soon turned over, and he stretched out a sharp branch from nowhere, tearing at me like a wild beast, and soon a stream of blood flowed out of my body, dripping from the dark sky. The blood spread on the ground with indistinguishable boundaries.

But very quickly, the blood evaporated and turned into the sky.

No wonder there is a steady stream of blood in the Dancing Blood Forest.

He grabbed my arm and twisted it back hard, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, I roared loudly.

But as if he was inspired, he reached over to my other wrist and pulled it off even more vigorously... The violent movement almost made me faint, my heart was about to stop beating, and my body convulsed uncontrollably.When the carpal bone in the wrist was completely crushed, the brain stopped thinking, and even the scream response could not be sent out.

Until I couldn't stand the pain, I kicked my legs indiscriminately, but the cry in my mouth became lower and lower, and I cried incoherently from my throat.

Eventually he got tired too, and lifted me upside down, banging my head on the ground hard.

The shock was so strong this time that I completely lost consciousness.

click, click, click...

In a trance, I heard the sound of my own blood flowing.

The blood on my face had solidified, almost sealing my eye sockets.The head and feet weighed a thousand kilograms, and there were countless blood clots, large and small.

His back and shoulders were bloody.I couldn't move my arm, my wrist and fingers were all broken, and the excruciating pain spread to the inside of my heart. I resisted the dizziness several times and didn't fall to the ground.

It really hurts like never before...

But subconsciously, I seem to feel that this is nothing.I have experienced tens of thousands of other pains than this pain.

However, the feeling of pain made me feel more and more clearly that I am alive.

I slowly moved a few steps, then stopped again.

Where should I go?Where should I hide?Red blood rained sparsely from the sky, dyeing my whole body red.The endless darkness enveloped me, and I tried to open my mouth, but no sound came out.

My body was in severe pain, and I stood up tremblingly, and walked slowly.

I felt that there seemed to be something in my mind that wanted to break through the resistance.The spirit is on the verge of collapse, and emotion always precedes reason.

I shouldn't be thinking about him anymore, but right now, he's what I'm thinking about the most.

He is holy, elegant, noble, and beautiful...

He gently wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes; he hugged me and asked me if I would like to be his lover; he hugged me tightly and said he would love me forever... In fact, these pictures are still close at hand, but now they are past and present.

I know I love him, but I really can't imagine if he really loves me.

Rosswa, Rosswa... Of course I am willing to believe you, believe that you love me.

In fact, when he asked me if I could be his lover, I wanted to answer like this: "Even if I can only be your lover for a day, a minute or even a second, I will die without regret."

Now I finally understand that sometimes people can't curse themselves.

I've really only been his lover for a day, and now that I'm dying, I've become insatiable.I really can't die without regrets, I really want to stay with him for a while longer.

Even if it's just a hoax, I admit it.Even if he just wants to play with me, just for bonding before going to bed, it doesn't matter.I just hope to see him again and hear him say this himself, so that I can give up.

I walked forward, thanking God in my heart, fortunately, my legs were still walking.Even though I was walking very slowly, many wounds were still being torn open one after another, and the pain caused me to break out in cold sweat uninterruptedly.Blood red, blood red eyes.

I suddenly remembered that I mentioned the blood-red poppies to Luo Sihua, and I said it was coquettish, passionate, passionate, and bright.But today I realized that red does symbolize coquettishness, but it is more similar to despair.

The Blood Dancing Forest was terrifyingly large, and after walking for a long time, I didn't see a single person, except for occasional mournful wailing.It took me a while to realize that it must be because the tortured person had no strength to speak out.Just like I am now: hungry and thirsty, aching and tired.

But he was struggling to survive, and he couldn't ask for death.

Vaguely, I seem to have fallen into another illusion.

This was supposed to be a beautiful dream without pain, but it felt so heavy that I couldn't breathe.

At first, a boy with light brown hair and a juicy appearance giggled, followed the pace of another boy with silver hair who was also slightly older, and held up a book of fairy tales for him to tell stories.

The silver-haired boy is very delicate, and there is a water-blue strange totem on his forehead.

The silver-haired boy lovingly hugged the former and sat on his lap, and recited the fairy tale to the child word for word.

His voice is clear, with a courage that children of the same age do not have.He looked very gentle, and he kept talking and talking, until his voice was slightly hoarse and the boy in his arms fell asleep sweetly.

Then the scene changed, the brown-haired boy patted the closed door and cried, while the guard stood aside and neither blocked nor let him go.The brown-haired boy begged them, only to see the people inside the door.The doorman didn't know what to do, and finally opened the door.

Inside the door was a silver-haired man, whose broken hair could not cover the water-blue forehead.

He pursed his lips tightly, his nerves struggling and sad, but he turned a deaf ear to the loud noise and cries at the door, and remained unmoved in the slightest.He stepped down a magic barrier, his eyes fixed on the book in his hand, and he didn't say a word to the boy outside the barrier crying until his voice became hoarse.

The memory turned to the secluded private house, where the two teenagers leaned close together.The brown-haired boy learned foreign languages ​​from a younger boy with dark green short hair.Because the boy with short dark green hair left his hometown since he was a child, he can only speak but not write.But the brown-haired boy still practiced his spoken English sentence by sentence seriously.

Later, the screen moves to the kingdom with the purple sky.The brown-haired boy met an unreally beautiful man in a flower field. The brown-haired boy fell in love at first sight without even knowing who he was.

Then the image changes dramatically.The brown-haired boy stood by the bed, his clothes open.The handsome man stood aside and sighed in astonishment when he saw the expression on his face that was about to cry.

Afterwards, the illusion also began to blur.There are only faint magic circles, swords, and screams of pain...

In the end, there was only pain left in the pale illusion, the boundless pain that tore the soul and pierced the bone marrow.

I fell into a daze, unable to distinguish what was real and what was an illusion.Only the same pain... I knew there were all kinds of tormenting visions in the Forest of Dancing Blood, but I never thought it could be so real.

The spirit began to crack, and I couldn't hold on any longer.No beliefs, no expectations, no reason to hold on.

I thought I was going to die, and with the last of my strength I barely opened my eyes.

It is said that when a person dies, he will see the person he loves the most in his life.

Yes... I did see it, Roswald... so clearly and vividly.

Opening trembling lips, I said, Roswa, I love you...

Can you hear me?

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Writer's words:

I'm really pampered, okay? I'm so disgusted myself! ~ Can you keep a ticket for those who have seen it?