Chapter 287 Prince and Princess

If Mr. Luo were here, he might praise Huai Shi that your shameless look is a bit like my youthful demeanor.

But for Luo Xian, it didn't matter whether there was another reason or whether Huai Shi might be a real genius. There was no difference. On the contrary, she became even more excited.

"In this case, it's okay if I don't need to drain the water, right?"

The coldness brought by Luo Xian's smile suddenly rushed to the back of Huai Shi's head, and the premonition of death spread crazily from his skull. The moment of trance almost made Huai Shi's consciousness subjugate to the terrifying murderous intention.

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly came to Huai Shi, held the dagger upside down, and stabbed Huai Shi in the face.

The movement was so gentle and smooth that it made people think it was a gentle caress, but in fact, what ran through the flowing movements was an out-and-out murderous intention.

Quick and fast, even with the prediction of the Mirror of Nothingness, Huai Shi still almost got a scratch on her face by this move - it was too fast, her speed was so fast that she couldn't predict it, and the first thing that came to her mind was in the preview. In an instant, she was right in front of her.

collapse!

The sword blade was blocked.

No tricks were used, but the crudest of methods.

Use force against force.

Hot blood rose from Huai Shi's left arm, and frantic power surged from his body, bringing him burning pain and almost thunderous power.

Huai Shi roared and stepped forward, forcing Luo Xian to take a step back again.

Luo Xian's eyebrows raised.

I never thought that after the combination of the mountain ghost's stigmata and the transcendental state, it could reach such an incredible level.

The ax blade fell, violently setting off a hurricane, tearing apart the ground beneath his feet. The crack extended straight forward, tens of meters in an instant, all the way to Luo Xian's feet.

Using this power extravagantly, Huaishi explored the upper limit of what he could accept, and in an instant, it broke through the air!

Muscles have their limits. Even if it is said that the power used by each person is only a fraction of the muscles, as long as the restraints are untied, they can explode to a level that scares themselves.

But there are still limits.

The level of the Mountain Ghost Stigma itself determines the existence of this upper limit.

But there is no so-called limit to the sefirot itself. After ignoring each person's special nature, level transformation and the total amount of sefirot, the sefirot, the power born from the soul and consciousness, originally It violates the basics of physics and thermodynamics.

It can reach the level of subverting the three major blockades of the current situation. As long as there are enough terrifying numbers, it may not be impossible to rewrite the world in the hands of the Creator.

The breakthrough of Drummer and Yubu lies in this. It is one of the thousands of uses of source matter in the world, and it is one of the most closely connected with the physical body.

It can help people break through the limits of their own muscle strength through the combination of pure skills and the application of essence, and release destructive power far beyond their own.

By endlessly extracting the vitality around him, Huaishi was able to transform a large amount of blood energy, which was continuously poured into the Mirror of Nothingness. With this trick-like power, he was able to master it several years or more than ten years in advance. This technique.

At this moment, he could feel that as the source of energy continued to be consumed, his power was constantly improving, step by step destroying this body that was already covered with hidden wounds.

He will die.

With the help of the Mirror of Nothingness, he stingily and fully utilized every tendon, every bone, every joint, until finally, he ushered in a total collapse.

Precisely heading for destruction.

Under such crazy operation, he could feel that his life span was rapidly shortening, as if his entire life's power was squandered in just a few minutes.

No, are there still ten minutes left?

How much time is left for him? ten minutes? five minutes? Or three minutes?

How long can he enjoy this power beyond limits before this false life is squandered?

He had already forgotten about it.

"Come!"

The sword of virtue rubbed against the sacrificial knife, and fire burst out, illuminating the mountain ghost's broken smile, and blazing light burst out from the crack in the boy's chest.

He's on fire, putting on a show for his fans.

"Time waits for me." He murmured softly, "Cherish this last meeting!"

The sword blade is coming to chop!

collapse!

Amid the roar, Luo Xian raised her arms and slashed out with her long and short swords covered with cracks. Dozens of silver-white steel glows burned out from the air. The incomplete arc seemed to be engraved in the air, tearing apart. It hit the hurricane and collided with the steel in Huai Shi's hand.

Sparks fly!

The long sword was broken, Huai Shi stepped on the money and attacked fiercely, but Luo Xian took a step back, as if she had planned it. As she trampled, sometimes a hammer flew up from the ground and fell into her hand. , drew an arc from the air, and collided with the ax blade again.

The dazzling light disappeared in a flash.

"If I had known you could be so strong, I wouldn't have had to wait so long——"

Luo Xian's expression became more and more happy. From the broken soul, the sedimentation of the abyss danced wildly, turned into pitch black, and spewed out, almost engulfing Huai Shi.

The murderous intent is bone-piercing.

"Do you know?" From the collision of swords, she stared at the young man in front of her and suddenly said: "Father, he originally wanted you to kill me."

“There’s always this unrealistic expectation placed on me.”

Huaishi slashed and retorted expressionlessly: "I seem to have said from the beginning that I don't learn these things to kill anyone!"

"--joke."

Metal collided and a sharp sound erupted, but Luo Xian's laughter in front of her could not be suppressed: "Is there someone who wants to learn how to kill for the sake of world peace?"

"Maybe you don't want to believe it-" Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh: "I was just free at that time."

"I really like your duplicity, just like love words, you can always deceive those girls who have never seen you before. In your plan, does this include me?"

Luo Xian chuckled and stepped forward. The weapons in her hands kept rotating with her footsteps, even with her bare hands. Thunder, thunderbolt, sky collapse, and earth subsidence fiercely suppressed Huai Shi at a disadvantage.

One punch!

The ax in Huai Shi's hand flew out of her hand and flew into the air. Before it hit the ground, it dissipated and condensed from Huai Shi's hand again, blocking the dagger she picked up from the ground.

It almost penetrated the thick back of the ax, and the sharp edge was just a hair away from Huai Shi's eyes.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the cold light in front of him.

No wavering.

"Yes, that's the look in his eyes."

Luo Xian's voice came from his ears, like a soft whisper. As he stepped on the crystal slipper, he appeared from behind Huai Shi like a twinkling, and whispered in his ear: "From the first moment I saw you, I just feel that we are the same person——"

"——We have survived until now by killing something, Huai Shi. If we want to survive, we can only kill more."

She smiled, stared at the profile of her kind, and told him:

"we are the same."

"Do you have magic hair too?"

Huai Shi asked back, turned around, and in half a step, slashed the sacrificial knife towards her.

"Do you have magic hands!"

The ax blade slashed down.

"Can any little animal talk to you?"

Spears swept across.

"——Will there be a young lady who can help you solve your troubles like she helped me?"

boom!

The angry sword thrust out and penetrated the air, and the straight wind left deep carvings from the end of the distant street.

Huai Shi gasped, letting the blood fall from her face, staring at Luo Xian who retreated into the distance, and told her word by word: "We are different!"

"I am Huai Shi, male, seventeen years old, a high school student from Eastern Xia, a professional cellist, an operator of the Astronomical Society, a prince of paradise, a disaster musician, a trainee demon slayer... and a lot of titles."

Huai Shi raised her head and told her: "I have a dream!"

"I want to protect my family, I want to survive through my own efforts, and I want to get ahead. I want to spend my life being respected, and when I am seventy or eighty, I want to be happy with my wife, children, and grandchildren. If you die, it’s better if you die and get into the card pool of some bullshit game and have people earn money for me!”

"I want to live, I want to live better, and I want more people to be like me!"

"so--"

Huai Shi stepped forward, chopped, and declared flatly to Luo Xian: "I am different from you!"

He tried his best to break through the wind and crush the earth under his feet. He chased Luo Xian's ever-changing shadow and chopped off the long sword, dagger and ax blade in his hand with all his strength...

This is the chord that does everything.

This is a peak that has never been reached. The burning source of matter adheres to the iron blade, bursting out a glow that cannot be seen directly, as if breathing with the steel, the power of the imprisoned hand is exerted on everyone. On an inch of steel, the iron burst out with a roar that echoed Huai Shi.

Luo Xian stepped back, and then backed away. At that moment, Huai Shi's eyes widened in disbelief.

In the reflection of the Mirror of Nothingness, there was no trace of her.

You can only see her almost flying between the burning iron lights, spinning, rising and falling, incredibly light, landing from the air, her toes tapping the ground, and her hands spread out gracefully.

Unscathed from Long Xiang's attack.

It was not an unexpected skill, and it did not even use a speed that surpassed Huai Shi. Rather, it was more like a natural reaction, just like responding to the dance partner, taking light steps and pursuing passionately. The person kept the most reserved distance, and kept the distance away, leaving him with the opportunity to have a romantic relationship.

Huai Shi looked at her in astonishment, in disbelief, almost ignoring the pain coming from her limbs.

"Um?"

Luo Xian tilted her head and looked at him in confusion, with a narrow smile: "'Ballet,' haven't you seen it?"

She stood on tiptoes again and perfectly showed the basic movements to Huai Shi from the same spot. Her eyes were wandering and focused: "I have heard the song you just chose to play... it is "The Swan" by Saint-Saëns, right?"

Huai Shi was silent, not knowing how to respond.

Her own rhythm was completely seen through by her.

No, maybe from the beginning, it was just like a joke and you didn’t take it seriously?

"I like ballet very much." Luo Xian said seriously. "Unfortunately, the teacher kicked me away after I only studied for two days... But before that, I learned "Swan Lake"."

As she spoke, she smiled softly, stepped on the silent beat, jumped and pirouetted from the pool of blood, turned her back quietly, stretched her slender feet and arms, and pirouetted lightly.

It's like dancing to a silent melody, it's so beautiful.

Finally, she turned around, looked at Huai Shi, and asked softly:

"How about it?"

"It's beautiful."

Huai Shi nodded, "It's really as beautiful as a swan."

Yes, like the swans dancing from the bloody lakeside, it was obviously a scary color and a scary sight, but with her around, everything seemed to become better.

Red swan.

"Not only ballet, but also painting, singing, and even the violin."

Luo Xian suddenly said: "I studied very hard, even if I didn't learn well...watching movies, listening to music, cooking, knitting sweaters, helping the elderly and children, donating to those in need, chasing stars, and falling in love. I’ve tried almost everything that can make people happy.”

She looked at the young man in front of her, and her smile disappeared at some point.

"But I have never experienced the kind of happiness you mentioned. Why is this, Huai Shi?"

She took a step forward and stared solemnly into Huai Shi's eyes: "How can I be as happy as you? Okay, please tell me."

"How can I become happy?"

"Please tell me."

She said, "Whatever you want, I can give it to you."

Almost like a beggar, she looked expectantly into Huai Shi's eyes, pleading for his mercy: "Please tell me!"

"..."

Huai Shi was silent, looking at her with pity, at her riddled soul, and at the darkness that had engulfed her.

Lips open and close, but nothing can be said.

I can only remain helpless and silent.

So, Luo Xian lowered her eyes clearly, as if she had expected it.

"There's nothing you can do about it, right?"

Since she was born, she has been looking forward to experiencing what others say, the happiness mentioned in preschool stories, the love mentioned in fairy tales, and the happiness that exists at the end of every story...

But what is happiness? What is happiness? What is so-called love?

"These things are all lies, right?"

As if she finally understood, Luo Xian murmured suddenly.

Those are all lies.

It's all... lies!

It was a lie that everyone used to deceive her alone.

It was a treasure that only others could show off to themselves, but she had nothing.

"..."

In the long silence, Huai Shi didn't dare to look into her eyes and sighed feebly: "I'm sorry."

"Is that so?"

Luo Xian's eyes gradually became colder, losing the enthusiasm and expectation they had just now, and gradually became as empty as an abyss.

"Why don't you leave? Huaishi, isn't the game over?"

She asked indifferently: "You have never come here for ranking. If you want, you can leave here at will, right? Why do you want to stay and play games with a female madman?"

"I originally wanted to run away, but I didn't, and then I didn't want to run away anymore."

Huai Shi said: "I want to save you."

Luo Xian was stunned.

In the silence, as if he heard a great joke, he involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, shook his heart, pulled his vocal cords, and let out a mocking and narrow laugh.

laughing out loud.

"Is that so?"

It seemed that he finally understood what he wanted to do with all his futile efforts, but because of this, he felt even more unbelievable and felt even more... absurd!

"You are really His Royal Highness, Huai Shi."

She murmured softly, raised her eyes from the whisper, and looked at the young man in front of her, revealing a ferocious and dead silence that was like the essence of the abyss.

Countless blood and water were turbulent because there was a sound of thunder in the distance.

The silence on the long broken street was torn apart, the mountains of corpses fell apart under the collision, and the curtain of blood rain was shaken and rolled in all directions.

A sharp shadow emerges from the end of the bloody rain, roaring in, condensing its own form from nothingness, and responding to the call under the trampling of the glass slipper.

Under the dark green candlelight, a huge withered pumpkin was soaked in blood. Under the pull of the skeletal horse, six huge wheels crushed the earth, bursting with thunder.

Under Cinderella's prayer, the pumpkin carriage from the nightmare reappeared in this hell, with a chilling atmosphere.

"Then please dance with me, Your Highness."

Luo Xian stretched out her hand, touched the face of the giant skeleton horse, and turned around to send an invitation to Huai Shi in the distance: "Just like you standing on the stage at that time, shining as if you could save everyone.

Please dance with me. "

In this way, he boarded the carriage of death and cast his last cold glance at Huai Shi:

"——I deeply... love you."

As a result, the skeleton war horse neighed, and bloody flames rose from the carriage, forming a real ferocity and violence. Regardless of his own strength and madness, the miracle of Paradise Road was awakened and ferociously breathed out the breath of death towards Huai Shi.

The love of the abyss rests on it!

In the silence, Huai Shi sighed, pulled out the sword of virtue, and chopped.

Iron hoofs trampled on the broken road, and the white horse returned from the void again, neighing. When he saw Cinderella on the carriage in the distance, he couldn't help but take a step back, and snorted at Huai Shi unhappily.

A pair of eyes stared at Huai Shi.

Why do you always get such troublesome opponents?

"yes."

Huai Shi scratched his head, "Why do we always encounter such difficult enemies?"

After thinking about it, there seems to be only one reason.

Maybe this world is not good to me.

But compared to others, isn't he lucky?

He has not yet fallen, has not faced unbearable suffering, torture and ravage, has not been taken away by unreasonable and sudden death, and has not been wiped out by this world.

He was still alive, still able to get up, and still able to move forward.

So where is the excuse to complain?

Now, the bitter water has been poured out, and he has not died yet, so he cannot give up here yet.

"I'm going to fulfill my duties as a prince."

Huai Shi looked at the white horse, smiled and asked, "Can you help me?"

Baima stared at him, whether in anger or frustration, and soon snorted, snorted twice, proudly puffed up his chest, and signaled him to work faster and not to delay.

It is a very powerful horse.

Huai Shi grinned, got on his horse, and looked at the figure in the darkness above the carriage.

"Ready? Your Highness Princess."

The Prince of Paradise holds the reins and sword in his hands and declares softly:

"——I'm going to fuck!"

In front of the bloody carriage, two skeleton horses neighed unhappily and roared silently.

In the darkness above the carriage, a cheerful smile seemed to emerge.

"Only you can bring me such happiness, Huai Shi."

Luo Xian raised her hand, and painful flames emerged from the ashes, covering the entire carriage. The power of the Paradise Road was traveling here, showing in her hands, placing huge power on this chariot.

She stared at Huai Shi's face, waiting for his last performance, the last trace of rare happiness she could find.

Come, Your Highness.

Please bring me the final happiness!