As we all know, ghosts have no tears.
Otherwise, when Xue Nu was eating red oil noodles with Gu Xu in the Jingzhou restaurant, she would have been tortured by the chili pepper until her cheeks turned red and she burst into tears.
"She is not crying, but melting."
Kong Xuansanren stared at the snow girl for a while and came to this conclusion with a solemn expression.
After Lu Shiyao committed suicide by jumping off a cliff in Yishan Mountain, her body had already been molded of flesh and blood and no longer human.
It was he who found her remaining soul.
While using the "Zhaoming Forbidden Technique" to transform her into a ghost, he also used the ice and snow of Yishan Mountain to restore her beautiful and beautiful appearance during her lifetime.
The term "ice-skinned and snow-skinned" may be just a complimentary word from the pens of literati when applied to other women; but for the snow girl, it is the real deal.
Because of this, her appearance was forever fixed at the age of eighteen, and she lost her normal sensory perception. The broken soul has been sealed in the cold body for a long time, and it seems to have gradually lost its emotional fluctuations.
Since it is ice and snow, there is a possibility of melting.
However, Kong Xuan Sanren knew that the snow girl melted not because of the temperature of the outside world, but because she was burning her own soul.
In this battle, she was determined to die.
The tip of her pen first pointed at the people of Liangzhou who were chasing Gu Xu.
In an instant, an ice wall several feet high crossed between Gu Xu and everyone, blocking them off.
"Sir, please get out of here quickly," she said with the help of the Jinghong pen to Gu Xu's spiritual consciousness.
Gu Xu turned his head and glanced at her.
He saw her stepping on the flying snow, rising into the air again, her plain white dress curling like clouds, and her long hair burning like silver-white flames.
During the recent time together, Gu Xu had already appreciated her beauty from various angles. But she has never been as stunningly beautiful as she is now.
Her eyes were filled with tears, like the rippling surface of a lake, reflecting the white world and Gu Xu's figure.
Under her powerful influence, a thin layer of frost condensed on each clone of Kong Xuan Sanren, and the movements of casting spells became sluggish.
"Go quickly," she urged again in her consciousness.
Gu Xu was in a complicated mood at the moment.
He saw the tears on the snow girl's face, clearly felt her rapidly rising aura, and also noticed her determination to return with the enemy.
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It’s just that maybe it’s because he sympathizes with her experience, or maybe it’s because the journey together these days has made him accustomed to having her by his side.
Gu Xu is notI want to watch her disappear.
Just as Gu Xu frowned, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind
"So this time, do you need my help?"
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This voice was exactly the same as his own, and undoubtedly belonged to that mysterious white-haired boy.
Gu Xu did not respond to him immediately.
The words of the white-haired boy reminded him that after he cut off the cause and effect from this world, the time for him to advance to the fifth realm was completely ripe. As long as he wanted to, he could take this step at any time.
Successfully breaking through means that he will have a new authority.
"Time" and "Qiankun" both helped him get out of his predicament and find hope at a critical moment of his life and death.
Perhaps this new authority will also be the key to breaking the situation today
While Xue Nu temporarily held back Kong Xuan San and the angry Liangzhou people, Gu Xu turned around and got into a He stood in a corner, took a deep breath, stuffed the prepared elixir into his mouth, and then closed his eyes.
The dim and lightless world of the underworld appeared in front of him again.
The Wangxiang Tower on the towering and dangerous peak was already far behind him.
He strode forward along the road leading to the underworld, and soon came to a pavilion with a simple and strange shape.
This is a hexagonal pavilion with a single pillar and double eaves. It is covered with black tiles on the top, decorated with numerous sculptures of monsters and monsters with ferocious faces, glowing with a dark red light.
Gu Xu knew that this pavilion was the legendary "Meng Po Pavilion".
Here, the practitioners will drink the Mengpo soup sent by Mengpo, and then let go of the burdens and fetters of the world, and take one step closer to the goal of transcendence.
But today, there is no Meng Po in the Meng Po Pavilion.
Replaced by the white-haired boy who looked exactly like Gu Xu.
There is a long nail on each of his left leg and right shoulder, which penetrates his flesh and blood and fixes him to the pillar of Meng Poting.
However, he smiled relaxedly and seemed to feel no pain at all.
Gu Xu noticed that the figure of the white-haired boy was somewhat translucent at this moment, not like a living person, but more like a disembodied ghost.
"You are finally here," the white-haired boy said leisurely, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Stop talking nonsense," Gu Xu walked straight to him In front of me, "Just tell me which nail I should help you pull out this time."
"Don't be so anxious," the white-haired boy said, "Why don't you be patient first? "Listen to me first. I have a better way to help you solve the problem at hand."
"By the time you finish speaking, Lu Shiyao will be dead."
As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the nail on the white-haired boy's right shoulder.
"Don't pull this one out," the white-haired boy exclaimed.
He is firstSeeing Gu Xu behave so domineeringly in front of him for the first time, he was caught off guard.
"Then I'll pull out the other one." Gu Xu let go and looked at the nail on his left leg.
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