Twilight Speaker

Chapter 163: Dusk is cold, dawn is bright

“Aa ...

The little ghost looked at Chen Xiang, got frightened, and tried to dive into the ground.
Chen Xiang was quick-witted and stopped him.

"You...you said you wouldn't hurt me!"

The little ghost opened his mouth in a hurry, his soul flickering wildly, as if he was afraid.

"You've become weaker."

Chen Xiang frowned slightly. The last time he saw the Dusk Ghost, although the other party knew nothing and was like a newborn baby, he had extremely terrifying power, far superior to himself.
But now when we see it again, the Dusk Ghost has become a "little ghost" with a very low sense of existence and is extremely weak.

The mirror's voice sounded at the right time:

"I think, perhaps, it is because the great Lord of Dusk has completely fallen."

Chen Xiang fell silent.

Yes.

That could only be the reason.

Huang Hun's soul was destroyed by his own hands. As its mirror image, the little dead soul naturally declined as well.

But logically speaking, shouldn't we die together?

As if seeing the doubt in Chen Xiang's heart, Mirror said softly:

"Hey, you don't know this. The mirror world is just a mirror world after all. It is synchronized, but not completely synchronized, just like the Titan cannot synchronize your authority."

"When the main body dies, the mirror image will only decay to the limit, but it will still exist after all."

"The main body and the mirror image are two different individuals after all."

Chen Xiang suddenly realized and played with the palm-sized little ghost, who was trembling and almost crying.

After thinking for a while, Chen Xiang asked again:
"Then what do you think of the mirror? Can 'He' still enter the divine corpse?"

"Should. be able to?"

The mirror replied uncertainly:

“Even though he is extremely weak, his foundation as a great being is still there, or in other words, his status is still there. Logically speaking, he should be able to adapt to the divine body of a great being.”

After a pause, it looked at the panicked, confused little fellow and continued:
"But instead of counting on Him, you might as well count on transforming this Invincible Mirror King into a soul and letting it reside in the divine body!"

"Too."

Chen Xiang looked at the trembling little ghost and smiled bitterly. It can be seen that this little guy is really ignorant, just like a baby.
But that's a good thing.

He is like a blank sheet of paper, a clean blank sheet of paper. What the future will look like depends entirely on how you paint on this sheet of paper.

Thinking of this,

Chen Xiang's heart moved slightly, and he pinched the little ghost:
"Little guy, you stay here alone day after day, year after year, don't you feel lonely?"

The little ghost trembled and spoke timidly:
“What is loneliness?”

He was confused.

Chen Xiang pondered for a moment and then said:

"To put it another way, do you want to change your life?"

The little ghost shuddered:

"I don't know."

Chen Xiang smiled, lifted Him up, and held Him at eye level with his own, and they looked at each other:
"Are you willing to follow me? Once you leave this dead place, you will have company and will no longer be alone. You can see the prosperity, experience it firsthand, and even ascend the throne in the future."

The little ghost huddled up into a ball, crying:

"You, you, you, as long as you don't hurt me, anything is fine!"

Chen Xiang burst out laughing.

for a long time.

He held the little dead soul in his hand and walked to the huge, cold god's body:

"Little guy, try to see if you can get in. Come on, try."

The little ghost hesitated for a while, floated up gently, squeezed into the divine body without difficulty, and then became silent.

Chen Xiang waited patiently.

Time passed by bit by bit in silence, and the cold god's body remained motionless.
Just when Chen Xiang thought he had failed and wanted to call out the little ghost.

‘Buzz! ! ’

There was a roar.

It is the roar of blood starting to flow again.

The divine corpse opened his eyes.

"Is that so?"

The gigantic corpse that stretched ten thousand meters across lay on the ground like a kitten, speaking pitifully and clumsily:
"Did I do the right thing?"

Chen Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up:

"That's right. Come on, try it. Can you stand up?"

"Yeah!"

Shen Hai responded clumsily with a majestic voice, and his limbs began to twitch.

The space was shattered, the entire cracked red moon trembled slightly, huge splashes of mud and rocks were shaken into the sky, the divine skeleton threw his hands, and millions of tons of land were thrown into outer space.
"Ouch, I can't stand up!"

The majestic and terrifying divine skeleton made a majestic, terrifying and extremely contradictory sound with a crying tone.

The mirror said with a mixture of laughter and tears:
“He can indeed enter the divine corpse perfectly, but he is still too weak to control such a huge body. Of course, perhaps it is also because he is not used to it?”

Chen Xiang rubbed his forehead helplessly, placed his palm on the body of the divine skeleton, and sensed quietly:

"I can feel that the little guy can indeed fit perfectly into this skeleton, but the fit is not comfortable. It will take a long time for him to adjust. Little guy, you come out first."

The God's Skeleton lay on the ground, nodding its head awkwardly and pitifully. The ground was torn apart as its head pounded.
Amid the flying dust, a small ghost that looked like a fluffy ball crawled out from the head of the divine skeleton.

Chen Xiang waved his hand, and the latter flew over obediently and lay quietly in his hands.

"You should get used to this big body first. I will come to see you from time to time. When I calm down a little, I will take you out to play. Do you have a name?"

He wasn't going to continue calling the little guy Dusk.

The dusk had finally passed.

The little ghost blinked:
"I don't have a name!"

"Shall I get one for you?" "Yes, yes, yes!"

Chen Xiang stroked the little guy who was curled up like a ball, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:
"The other you is the sun, called dusk, which means you will bring dusk to all the betrayers, disobedient people, and disloyal people."

"You are actually the sun too."

"From now on, your name will be Liming."

"Dawn." The little ghost repeated awkwardly, and timidly asked, "Does it have a nickname?"

"Yes."

Chen Xiang smiled and played with the little guy:
"As for your nickname, I'll just call you Little Fur Ball."

The little fur ball was stunned for a moment, then he laughed happily:

"It sounds good, it sounds good!"

He didn't seem to be that afraid of Chen Xiang. His body rolled and rubbed against Chen Xiang's palm, seeming to be very intimate:

"I feel like you have a very comfortable aura, very, very intimate."

The little fur ball spoke softly and rubbed Chen Xiang's palm like a coquettish cat.

Chen Xiang's eyes softened and he laughed heartily, which was a rare occurrence.

The mirror suddenly appeared, rushed forward, twisted the mirror body, and knocked the little ball into the air. The little ball was frightened and shrank suddenly, but the mirror
It lay in Chen Xiang's hand, twisted the mirror body, rubbed Chen Xiang's hand, and said proudly:

"This invincible mirror king can do it too!"

Chen Xiang felt a toothache:

"Are you jealous?"

"Stop your fart!" The mirror was unhappy: "If the ball can do it, why can't the invincible mirror king do it?"

Before he could finish his words, a handful of mud hit the smooth mirror surface with a 'pia' sound.

The little fur ball floated up high in the air, its soul power pulling the mud towards it:
"bad guy!"

The mirror was enraged and also floated up into the air, suddenly appearing above the little fur ball's head. It then pressed down heavily, pressing the screaming little guy into the mud.

Then it shook the mirror vigorously:

"You are brave!"

Chen Xiang felt the pain in his tooth roots again.

He picked up the mirror in a bad mood and glared at it, then he also picked up the poor little ball of fur.

After calming down, Chen Xiang stared at the little fur ball, feeling the familiar scent on his body, which was similar to that of the red moon, and sighed softly.

"Little guy, do you know why you were given the name Dawn?"

The little fur ball stared at the mirror angrily, his ghost eyes wide open. After hearing Chen Xiang's words, he retracted his vicious gaze and said blankly:

"I have no idea."

Chen Xiang patted the fur ball:
"You are the sun, and an old friend of mine was also the sun; he was the dusk, and you are the dawn, Sun. Actually, every moment, every moment, is dusk and dawn."

"There is such a saying"

"When the sun extinguishes and sets over the mountain, taking away all the desolate afterglow."

“That’s when it burns and climbs to the top of the mountain, spreading its blazing morning light.”

"I will complete the duties of dusk, and then you will be the dawn, witnessing the first moment and every moment when I sit at the highest point again."

Chen Xiang's voice was very low, and Maoqiu didn't understand it, but he was suddenly touched. His heart was beating and trembling. He felt that he had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say.

One man and one ball, just sitting there in silence.

"Cough cough!"

The mirror broke the silence loudly:

"What about me? What about me?"

It twisted the mirror body wildly, almost comparable to Lu Sangdou's waist.
The atmosphere that had been brewing with great difficulty was broken, and Chen Xiang gritted his teeth in anger:
"You? Aren't you the Invincible Mirror King?"

"Oh, that's right!"

The mirror is smug.

Chen Xiang had nothing to say.

After a long while, he placed the fur ball next to the divine remains and spoke gently:
"I'm about to leave. You should try to adapt to this big body first. It won't be long. I will come to pick you up and take you out to have some fun. I will take you to see another you."

Maoqiu nodded silently.

Chen Xiang patted Him one last time, put away the mirror, and did not stay for long. His body twisted and turned, and finally returned to a point and disappeared.

On the way back to reality, Chen Xiang asked thoughtfully:

"Mirror, how long do you think it will take for Furball to take control of that body?"

"Hard to say."

The mirror hums:

"Look at how stupid he is. He won't be able to stand up in ten or eight years!"

"You don't have any nice words to say"

………………

The ball of fur was floating in the air, swaying and stunned for a long time.

"I have a name."

He laughed happily, entered the divine body, and tried very hard to adapt to this big body, even though it was very tiring.
But He never stopped.

"I want to stand up!"

The divine corpse made a stubborn and majestic sound.