Chapter 250 Second Time On

"So cold... so cold..."

Suddenly, a weak female voice slowly poked her head out from the darkness on the side.

She was wearing a thick black dress that looked like a raincoat, and she was wearing a hood-like hat with her head down. She couldn't see her face, but she was not tall, and she seemed to be shivering.

She held a few small figures in her hand, and they all stood in the shadows outside the firelight, as if they were all her children.

"It's so cold... Please, do me a favor... Let me and my child come over to enjoy the fire..." The woman lowered her head and begged weakly.

Lin Xin watched her stand in the dark holding her child, with her head bowed in a hood. Her children also lowered their heads, couldn't see their faces, and didn't say a word, so quiet... so quiet that they didn't seem to be alive!

He didn't know why this idea suddenly appeared in his mind, but he couldn't help it, that's how he thought of the word.

"Please... please do me good..." The woman stood on the edge of the fire, pleading constantly, as if she was really about to freeze to death.

Lin Xin thought about it.

"Where are you from?"

He intends to collect some intelligence information from this woman.

"I beg you... please do me a favor..." The woman kept repeating a sentence as if she didn't hear his question at all.

For some reason, seeing her like this, Lin Xin couldn't help feeling a little sympathy and pity in his heart, and he opened his mouth immediately.

"In that case, then you go in..."

Halfway through the speech, he faintly felt his scalp tingling, something was wrong, because he immediately saw the woman suddenly raised her head, on a pale and bloodless face. Some protruding eyeballs stared straight at him. That gaze was a little hairy, with a faint trace of joy.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist.

puff.

Suddenly there was a sound of flames, and Lin Xin's eyes blurred for a moment. When Lin Xin looked back, he saw that the woman and her child had disappeared.

"You have to be careful." Hongye Sword Master's voice suddenly came from the darkness.

His figure also appeared on the edge of the fire very quickly.

"Be careful of what?" Lin Xin asked back.

"This fire represents your life. Your soul, the source of all your essence." Hongye Sword Master said calmly, "The things just now are all trying to extinguish and devour your source."

"Origin?" Lin Xin didn't understand the word for a while.

"From the moment you enter, the range of the fire you are standing in is the area illuminated by the fire of your life. Once you leave here. Or if the bonfire is extinguished, then you will die too." Red Leaf Sword Master explained.

Lin Xin's heart moved, he held the red flower sword, and the spiritual energy was slowly injected. I want to activate and summon Inmantor.

But the blade didn't respond at all, and the summoning failed!

"Summoning creatures is useless. This is not reality, nor is it the Kingdom of Two Faces... By the way. Do you have any treasures on your body that can resist decay?" Hongye Sword Master asked.

"Yes." Lin Xin nodded.

"Put it on your body alone. The effect will be very weak. You'd better put it in the bonfire. It is the fire of your life, the fire of all your origin. Using this treasure to fully strengthen the origin may be able to fundamentally change Maximize the role of treasures."

Red Leaf Sword Master explained carefully.

Lin Xin nodded slightly. It really made sense. He took the herring lantern off his chest, held it in his hand, and walked to the campfire.

"What should I do?" He still believed in Hongye Sword Master. After all, the opponent's strength was much higher than his own, so there was no need to deliberately plot against him.

"Throw that treasure into the bonfire, that's all." Hongye Sword Master whispered.

Lin Xin held the herring lantern and was about to throw it into the bonfire when he suddenly felt an inexplicable awkwardness in his heart.

He hung his hands over the fire and stopped.

"Hongye Sword Master has never talked so much before. He used to be neurotic, and he never said a word. Why did he become so talkative today?"

He turned his head to look at the place where the other party was.

But unexpectedly, he looked at the sky, there was no one there, only an empty and dark place.

Feeling a little chilly in his heart, Lin Xin put down the herring lantern and put it in his heart again.

"You let it go? Why don't you let it go?"

The voice of Sword Master Hongye came again, and it seemed to be a little hurried.

Lin Xin looked around, but he couldn't see him at all.

He simply sat firmly by the fire, turning a deaf ear to all sounds.

Time passed slowly, and Lin Xin didn't know how long it had passed. He only knew that he was getting more and more hungry and thirsty, but he didn't dare to leave the fire.

Whenever he wanted to leave to find some water, he would immediately be urged to sit down again by a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

After repeating this several times, the hunger in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The food in his storage bag was quickly eaten up, but the sky was still black without any light.

He didn't know how long this time would last, and the bonfire showed no signs of weakening and burning out. But instinct told him it was best to leave it that way.

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In the woods by the waterfall.

Red Leaf Sword Master walked aimlessly, neither fast nor slow, as if he was taking a walk for an outing, surrounded by extremely dangerous beasts like snakes and scorpions, seeing him from a distance, or smelling his scent, they would Run away quickly.

In the lush and dangerous forest, he felt like he was in no man's land.

After walking for a long time, he slowly stopped in a wide forest.

In the middle of the forest, hung a wrinkled old man with white hair and dirty clothes.

The old man's body was tied around his neck with a large amount of white silk thread, and he was hung among the five trees. There were circles of fine formations on the ground under him, as if forming a fixed formation to trap him.

"You are still the same." The old man closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

"How many people came in on the ninth floor?" Hongye Sword Master asked slowly.

"There are more than a hundred people. The group that came in within fifty years is almost dead." The old man replied.

"Did you find any seedlings?" Hongye Sword Master continued.

"You have thousands of incarnations, don't you have a guard on every floor?" the old man asked back.

"You know, I'm only awake for two hours a day." Hong Ye shook her head.

"It's only during these two hours that I dare to come to see you." The old man also smiled wryly. "Where the lion used to be. Did people go in again?"

Hongye was silent for a while, then nodded slowly.

"Two of them went in...both have great potential."

"Just watch, just watch, don't interfere."

"I'm watching the one in the underworld. Qiushui is watching the other one."

"Sword Master Qiushui...is she still alive?"

"Last time. Only Dalbergia died." Hongye fell silent after speaking.

The old man sighed.

"Where's the white sparrow?"

"When I went crazy, she didn't have time to run away." Hongye paused, "I ate her."

The old man was silent for a moment.

There was no words for a long time, and it seemed that he barely recovered his emotions. He just spoke again.

"That's fine, she has always loved you, so she can be with you forever..." Instead, the old man showed a sincere smile of blessing.

"Enter bliss forever. Get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"Perhaps." Hongye Sword Master remained expressionless. "I came to you to get some bizhen fruit."

"What do you exchange for?"

"A drop of blood." Hong Ye said lightly.

"Two drops."

"A drop."

"Two drops!" the old man emphasized.

"Half drop." Hongye remained expressionless.

"You are really... well, drop by drop." The old man said helplessly, sighed, and carefully pulled a white beard from his chin. Throw it forward lightly.

The beard fluttered slowly and landed on the dirt between the two of them.

hiss....

As soon as it touched the soil, the beard suddenly burrowed into the soil. Disappeared soon.

Both waited patiently, watching where the beard disappeared.

soon. The white beard protruded from the soil, and then quickly thickened. Branches that diverge into branched branches.

The branches grow taller and bigger. In just a dozen or so breaths, it grew into a small silver tree as tall as a person.

The small tree quickly grew dense green leaves, and each leaf was as crystal clear as jade. Abnormally beautiful.

Soon, large and small flower buds appeared among the tree branches. The silver flowers were like peonies, opening slowly, gorgeous and noble. After a while, the petals withered and fluttered down one after another, and silver mice unconsciously formed from the buds, hanging upside down on the tree trunk.

The silver mice are all connected to the tree trunk with slender tails, motionless, silver and smooth. After taking a closer look, I found that it was a silver fruit in the shape of a mouse.

"There are thirteen in total." With a move of Hongye's hand, all the mouse fruits fell automatically, flew towards his cuff, and sank into it.

After that, he stretched out his fingers again, and put them in front of him.

With a click, one of his index fingers broke off automatically and flew towards the old man.

The index finger dissolved in mid-air and turned into a ball of translucent light red blood, which seemed to be wrapped with a bit of dazzling red light, emitting light continuously.

Hongye's complexion also paled slightly, and a trace of tiredness flashed in her eyes.

"Is he worth your investment?" the old man sighed.

"I have been paying attention to him. Among the group of people who entered, he is the one who has the most nourishing life. He is also the one who knows the Youfu the fastest. He is still the one who can use the local forces to help the fastest. Until a while ago, He survived the ecstasy once and was safe and sound." Hongye Sword Master explained lightly.

"It's safe and sound...he hasn't been here for more than fifty years?"

"yes."

"No wonder..." the old man understood.

"I'll go first." Hongye turned and left with the mouse fruit.

The old man was left looking thoughtfully at the ball of blood floating in front of his eyes.

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"It should be five days."

Lin Xin sat by the campfire, motionless.

The surroundings were still pitch black, with no moon, no starlight, only the bonfire in front of him was burning brightly.

The intense hunger and thirst constantly stimulated his nerves. He wanted to go to a place not far away to drink water, but the instinctive sense of threat and crisis kept reminding him that once he went, he might never come back. coming.

And the food in the storage bag seems to be consumed very quickly, and I don't know why, obviously with his current state, there is no problem if he doesn't eat or drink for a while, but at this moment, he feels numb . (to be continued ~^~)