sing to the boss

Chapter 170 Holy Ruins
St. Mary's Trail

Qing Yi looked at Soul Devourer jumping forward and burst into laughter. This girl was getting cuter and cuter.

"Master Xianggong, do you want to enter the Holy Ruins?"

Suddenly, Soul Eater turned around and asked.

Tsing Yi nodded.

"Then I'll take you in to play for a while?" Soul Eater blinked playfully and said.

Tsing Yi heard it, so casual?

He frowned slightly, looked at Soul Devourer's unstressed expression, and thought for a moment: "Would it be better to wait until the sect master is ready before asking?"

There is nothing wrong with this method.

Is it not kind to go in quietly?

Well, in fact, he was afraid of any harm to Soul Devourer and other issues.

Soul Eater sniffed her nose and hummed softly: "I am better than that third princess."

For some reason, his tone was a little sour, like a spilled vinegar bottle.

Tsing Yi: "???"

He was a little confused, did he do something strange?
It seems that he didn't do anything to make Soul Devourer jealous...

But how did this vinegar bottle turn over...

"OK then."

If this meeting is dismissed, it will be death...

Only then did Soul Eater smile, take Qing Yi's hand, tear open the space in front of him, lead him and step in.

There was a change in front of him, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere followed.

The space was closed again, Tsing Yi first glanced around.

I saw that the surrounding was covered with black.

The trees are black, the grass is black, the mountains are black, and the water is also black.

Except for the gray sky, it was all black and unknown material.

"Is this the Holy Ruins?"

The dark atmosphere made Tsing Yi very uncomfortable. In this kind of scene, there is no life or death. Where did other things come from?
There are two types of forbidden areas.

Habitat and Jedi.

habitat.

Among them, adventures and crises coexist, and the Jedi is the place of death.

In layman's terms, it's a place of evil.

A place where there are pros and cons.

The forbidden place in front of you is the place of death.

There was no life to speak of.

Tsing Yi recalled Qing Yan's words that it was opened once every ten years, and disciples entered it to reap adventures, which meant that it should have been a place of birth in the first place.

Soul Eater also glanced to one side and said: "This place is even weirder than last time."

The last time here refers to the Tianwaitian where the original house was sorted with the word "dead".

Not only are there no rules, they don't even understand what kind of place it is.

Tsing Yi can breathe because of Soul Eater.

Lost the scrying technique, and found that there was nothing to detect.

"Let's take a look first." Tsing Yi said that standing still is not an option.

Soul Eater nodded.

The two walked forward side by side, stepping on the ground, so these black grass and trees are all real things.

There was no moving matter in the air, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was no sound at all.

There was not even the sound of Tsing Yi trampling on the ground, this illusion made Tsing Yi almost feel that he was deaf.

Walking straight forward, I don't know how long it has been, the gray sky is getting darker and darker.

I don't know if it's nightfall or getting closer to the destination.

The more he walked in Tsing Yi, the more strange he felt. He found a problem. The trees in front of the mountain in front of him were still the same, and the visual distance was still in the same position.

So is he moving forward or staying put?

He tilted his head and was about to speak, but his body shook, and he quickly let go.

The hand that was holding Soul Eater turned into a branch.

"what happened?"

Tsing Yi frowned, except for his own voice, he could no longer hear any other voices, so it was no wonder why he didn't hear Soul Eater say anything.

Where did the soul eater go?
There is no other way, the octave of sound is activated.

Shadows gathered behind him.

The octave of the stars is useless, only the octave of the moon.

Just be more...

Purify!
The light blue light swayed around Tsing Yi as the center, which made him even more strange.

Purification is useless!
It's a magical operation.

Tsing Yi stopped the useless work, and the octave of sound has no effect on it?
Then he walked forward and tried to call Soul Eater a few times, but there was no response.

After walking for a while, the scene remained the same, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Does he seem to be standing still in a painting now?
"But why did Soul Eater disappear?"

Tsing Yi couldn't figure it out, but she wouldn't leave either.

Right now, it seems impossible to leave.

"Since the Saintess Sect is shrouded in it, is this somewhere in the Demon Spirit Map..." He murmured in a low voice, "Or is there an eye?"

Beside him was still the big tree, completely black, only the height of Tsing Yi, motionless.

Turning the tree around in a circle, the picture behind the tree remains unchanged.

I rolled my eyes, what kind of crap is this?

Qing Yi's mouth twitched, he seemed to have encountered a problem.

The screen does not move, but he can walk in it, how to solve this kind of problem...

Isn't it clueless?

There is only one point where he can breathe.

It was because of Soul Eater before, but now?
After pondering for a long time, I still don't understand.

Really clueless.

Tsing Yi couldn't understand, so he could only try to move forward.

Walk aimlessly.

I still don't know the time, nor how long I've been walking, except that the gray color in the sky has deepened a little, there is nothing else.

I even think this change is an illusion.

Then go again.

Walk aimlessly.

go, go, go, go...

No end in sight.

at last……

Tsing Yi is tired.

Quit doing it.

He's going to piss off.

Dead Tsundere is about to explode.

Finally, I saw something different.

"This is……"

Tsing Yi looked straight ahead, as if he saw a red light on the mountain.

Deep red, the kind of deep red that can't be seen unless you look carefully.

I didn’t want to leave, so I took out the mini paper airplane, then rode on it, and found that it was really dusty.

It's just that the speed seems to be not very good, and it can only fly by rubbing the ground.

Further up, you will find that the mini paper airplane is no longer controllable.

Can only control to move forward.

Beside, is still the tree.

It has never disappeared, and it has also left.

Flying to autism, Tsing Yi found a problem.

I'm afraid the background won't change, but the red light is getting closer.

It's not a visual problem, it's simply a background.

The place where he is now must be inside the Demon Spirit Map.

Not somewhere, but in the magic map.

What the hell is a magic map?

Going further, Qing Yi discovered a problem. The emotion rising deep in his heart was a bit suspicious.

All kinds of negative emotions became active, especially his temper, which became a little anxious and anxious, and the inexplicable anxiety made him not want to move forward.

This is a thought, and it is also the most authentic reaction of the body's feedback.

Qing Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, these things never existed before, but now they are like an awakened extinct volcano, still churning and about to erupt.

The sudden familiarity made him uncomfortable.

Can really toss.

In my mind, a broken picture began to coalesce, a picture within the fragments.

It's no longer bloody, but a whole piece of gray and black, just covered in mosaics.

It's like a pair of words with only black ink splashed on them and a little gray dotted on them.

"Tsk."

Tsing Yi's expression was slightly cold, this unfinished game will continue again...

(End of this chapter)