Douluo's Digimon Sign

A series of familiar figures appeared in Mu Hua's field of vision, especially that pink-blue figure, cold and dangerous, like a rose with thorns.

There are also former companions, teachers, and seniors who all look at him with a look full of hostility and murderous intent, which makes people tremble all over, feel shaken, and feel a sense of unreality in their hearts.

Is this a fantasy or reality?

Isn't it all too real?

Especially the way the Shrek Seven Devils looked at him, as if they were enemies, made him feel a pang in his heart, his chest constricted, and he almost couldn't breathe.

"Mu Hua, you go to die!"

Holding the golden dragon spear in Tang Wutong's hand, Tang Wutong pierced through the void directly, and broke the silence with an incomparably loud dragon chant. The majestic and noble aura surged around like a lotus flower.

Faced with this coercion, Mu Hua frowned slightly, but still reacted, and directly summoned the armor, which possessed the body, and amidst the raging fire, Mu Hua avoided the blow by relying on the increased power of the armor.

At the same time, Mu Hua shook hands and felt a destructive force condensing in the palm of his hand, as if it could strike down at any time.

Such a result made Mu Hua under the mask not feel a little nervous. Since the armor can be summoned, at least he is real here.

But.......

Just when Mu Hua was thinking, Tang Wutong came again, and at the same time, there were Shrek Seven Monsters, Xuan Lao and other high-level siege.

That cold aura and familiar appearance, even if they were fake, were the same as real in Mu Hua's eyes, except for the coldness and murderous intent.

This is what is said about true and false, false and true, true and false at all times.

At this time, Mu Hua has gradually lost the distinction between reality and fantasy, and only feels that the irritability and depression in his heart are getting bigger and bigger, and he feels disappointed and ashamed of his unbearable and uncomfortable performance.

He should take action and interrupt them all, but every time he wanted to take action, images would appear in his mind inexplicably, which were memories of being with them.

In these memories are the powerful enemies they faced together, the dangerous and exciting experiences, and the past of supporting each other.

These pictures kept flashing by like a slideshow, causing Mu Hua to be unable to calm down for a while, or to be ruthless enough to kill, and could only be beaten passively.

Boom!

Another shot hit Mu Hua's armor, splashing out countless sparks. Although he had the armor's strong defensive power, he still had to take a few steps back, causing a burst of dust.

At the same time, there are several soul skills that restrain Mu Hua like a series of sets, making him miserable for a while.

He Caitou's suppressing firepower, Xiao Xiao and Jiang Nannan's restraining power, Xu Sanshi and Beibei's perfect cooperation, and Huo Yuhao, who made Mu Hua feel the most uncomfortable but also had no solution, his mental power was unparalleled.

There was also the siege of Xuan Lao and other strong men, which suddenly put Mu Hua in a crisis, and his aura instantly weakened a lot.

Because he couldn't do anything at all. As long as he saw those familiar faces, Mu Hua couldn't help but feel cruel. After all, they were the ones who helped him when he was in the most critical moment, and they were the ones who cared about his life and death and grieved for him. Absolutely.

This point, he had already seen this point when he was about to fall into the valley of the end.

He could only defend passively, but after a while he was immediately in crisis.

His heart was gradually filled with depression and irritability.

Why, why do you have to do this.

Why, all my ways of survival must be blocked and completely blocked.

Why, I can't really make up my mind and make the most correct choice! ?

At this moment, Mu Hua's heart gradually fell into darkness, which was eroding her heart bit by bit.

Just when Mu Hua was about to be completely dragged into the abyss and plunged into a situation of no return, a clear and rather childish voice sounded.

"wake up!"

As soon as these words came out, like a thunderbolt on the ground, it exploded in Mu Hua's ears, causing his mind and even his soul to be stirred up in an instant.

The next second, Mu Hua trembled all over as if awakened from a nightmare, and opened her eyes in vain. Drops of cold sweat were flowing on her cheeks, and she glanced around with palpitations.

What came into view was a little girl with a pale face and vain blood, looking at him full of worry and joy.

In front of the two of them, Wu stood with a knife, watching the outside world full of fear and uncertainty, guarding them all the time.

In the outside world, there are all kinds of people, some of whom look like spirit possessors, or hold something similar to a soul guide, with fierce eyes, staring at the three of them, Mu Hua, with unbearable hunger and thirst.

This scene made Mu Hua stunned, and then, as if belatedly aware, he noticed a touch of sweetness and fishy smell in his lips.

"Great, Brother Mu, you, you finally woke up."

Because there is no overly hospitable and enthusiastic disposition, even though Mu Hua was dissatisfied, he was forced to introduce him to Hong Liu.

At this moment, Hongliu's petite body was swaying, her eyes were tired and dull, and her originally delicate and lovely face also took on a pale, snow-like color.

And on her mutton-fat jade-like wrist, some blood sacrifices continued to flow. Thinking of the sweet and fishy smell on her lips, Mu Hua immediately judged something.

"you....."

Mu Hua was a little complicated. He had clearly criticized this little girl before, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually lend a helping hand to him. Otherwise, he would have been completely trapped in that illusion and unable to extricate himself.

That's right, Mu Hua's judgment was that Hongliu saved him, and the act of judgment was Hongliu's blood.

Although I don’t know the principle, I can tell it by thinking of a series of experiences.

"It's okay, Brother Mu."

On Hongliu's pale and delicate face, there was a reluctant, weak and comforting smile.

"Hongliu's blood is a bit strange, it can break through all illusory and negative influences, and I don't quite know what this means."

"According to the friends and adults of those uncles, this is a phenomenon of blood returning to the ancestors. Although I don't know the reason, I am still very strong and useful anyway."

"So don't worry, I'll recover soon."

As he spoke, Hongliu suddenly closed his eyes, and his dim eyes fell completely into darkness. Then his delicate body seemed to have been drained of strength by the tide, and his whole body fell down helplessly.

Upon seeing this, Mu Hua immediately reacted and hugged Hongliu's body in his arms, and sent a trace of breath to her to prevent Hongliu from falling into a more dangerous state.

Moreover, Hongliu's physique is indeed peculiar. When Mu Hua sent a trace of breath into her body, traces of blood gradually appeared on her face that was originally as pale as snow, which obviously seemed to turn around.

This is shocking.

This speed of recovering qi and blood is not at all like that of an ordinary child.

When Mu Hua saw this scene, her face was full of confusion, confusion, and at the same time she felt ashamed.

Leaving Hongliu's identity and specialness aside, she saved herself recklessly, and her previous indifferent attitude destined Mu Hua to relax a bit from her hostile and guarded mood towards Hongliu.

No matter what her purpose was, it was a fact that she saved herself.

Mu Hua came to Wu's side with Hongliu in his arms, staring at the outside world, his eyes were full of fierceness, roaring and laughing wildly like a beast from time to time, like piercing the sky, deafening, disturbing and full of depression.

Moreover, although there are no corpses around Wu's side, it can be seen from the battle marks left here, the smell of blood everywhere, and the state of panting and shortness of breath from time to time, that there was a big battle here before.

Therefore, this place has long become a land full of murderous intent, and they are fish and meat hanging on the chopping board. When they are unable to struggle, it is their fate to be slaughtered.

"How about it?"

Mu Hua hugged Hongliu's body and came to Wu's side, looked at the menacing and extremely strange crowd around him, and pondered for a while before speaking.

"not so good."

Wu glanced at Hongliu, who was hugged by Mu Hua and fell into a deep sleep, but was gradually returning to health and rosy, and then responded: "You have also seen the situation here. We seem to have fallen into a trap somewhere. The dark residents outside are trying to Kill and devour us completely.”

"Even with my all-out fighting, we can still only hold back for a while, not to mention that there is an enchantment here to restrict us. I am afraid that after a while, we will not be able to hold on anymore."

"Moreover, with the existence of this enchantment, the dead soldiers here can't sense it, so naturally they can't rush to kill them."

When Wu said this, he was still staring at the outside world, screaming and screaming, as if he had no sanity, only a killing beast remained.

Mu Hua was also quite surprised by this, these people seemed to be different from the human beings he met at the beginning, more like they had been injected with something and became some kind of weird existence.

Originally, Mu Hua suspected it was a Digimon, but they were obviously not, they just possessed the ability of a Digimon, but the aura was obviously human.

But the way of death is consistent with the disappearance of Digimon's data.

This made him quite puzzled and puzzled, but now is obviously not the time to think about these things, and being unable to speak out of their fatal crisis with a flat face means that he must have a way.

Or else he would simply give up and return to the embrace of death.

But Wuwu has lived in this strange world for three years without dying. It is obvious that he still has the will to live until now.

Therefore, Mu Hua was silent again for a while, and said: "Is there anything you can do?"

Wu Wenyan glanced at Mu Hua, and then focused on the sleeping red willow, "Yes."

Seeing Wu's eyes on Hongliu, Mu Hua's heart skipped a beat, his eyes slightly rippled, but he still said calmly, "What is it?"

Wu looked directly at Mu Hua, and Mu Hua collided with her eyes without any aversion.

"According to my judgment, this enchantment should generate negative emotions, so as to achieve imaginary and subjective inability to get out, or in other words, it specifically absorbs negative emotions, thus creating this enchantment."

"I have lived in this world full of killing and betrayal for three years. Naturally, my state of mind will not be affected by it. And Hongliu is too young and doesn't have so many thoughts."

"So the problem is you."

Mu Hua was silent for a while after hearing Wu's words. Although he already knew the reason, he still had nothing to say.

Because, this is indeed the fact. No matter how powerful his mind is, no matter how powerful his talent is, he still experiences too few things.

And according to Wu's words, it was because of him that they were now trapped and locked in this barrier.

Therefore, even though Mu Hua was anxious, he could only listen quietly.

"If you can't decipher the negative influence in your heart, then we can't get out no matter what."

"In that case, there is only the second option."

As he said that, Wu's eyes seemed to have changed, ruthless yet rational, staring at Hongliu in Mu Hua's arms with all his eyes.

"Her bloodline is very special, and her ability to forcibly separate you from the backlash proves this."

"Since that's the case, then use the power of her bloodline to forcibly remove this barrier, otherwise everyone will die."

When Mu Hua heard the words, he took a deep look at Wu, and found that his eyes were extremely serious and firm, as if he believed deeply.

He lowered his head and glanced at Hongliu in his arms, and said, "What will happen to Hongliu...?"

"I don't know, maybe she will die, but seeing as she will return to normal so soon, maybe she won't."

Useless is a kind of indifference, and judging a person's life and death with great interest, as if treating everything as a game.

If you can win, win, and it doesn't matter if you lose.

At this time, Mu Hua remembered that Wu Ke had lived in this dark world full of killing and betrayal for three full years.

He had only stayed here for three days, and he felt a little out of order, in a trance, and was unacceptably shocked by a series of cruelty.

But Wusi stayed for three full years, and the horror and cruelty involved were unimaginable.

Mu Hua was silent again, or calmed down, and said in a low voice: "In that case, why don't you kill me? Since this barrier was born because of me, then if I die, the barrier will also disappear. .”

As soon as Mu Hua said this, he stared at Wu closely, as if he wanted to see some abnormalities in his eyes or some subtle movements.

Sure enough, he still didn't believe Wu.

Since he didn't care about Hongliu's life or death, he cared about him, and why should he care about him?

Mu Hua didn't know either, so he could only take this opportunity to find out.

Wuwenyan was silent for a while, chuckled, and turned his gaze to the crazy, roaring crowd who had completely lost their minds.

The depths of his eyes revealed a hint of complexity and sadness that he didn't even know he had.

"I don't know. Maybe you make me feel like a flesh-and-blood person. In fact... I really long to be someone like you."

"It's like Hongliu, but I promised a guy that I will protect you well."

Mu Hua was silent again when he heard the words, Wu gave a vague answer, and did not reveal any useful details.

Even if he asks in detail, the other party may not give him a real answer, or every sentence is the truth, but when connected together, it is a real trap.

Mu Huachen took a deep breath, calmed down, then looked directly at Wu, and said forcefully, word for word: "You don't need Hongliu's bloodline. If this barrier is caused by my negative emotions, then Let me solve it."

"If I fail, you will kill me directly, or I will die directly from backlash."

Wu Shen glanced at Mu Hua, who was extremely serious and showed no trace of cowardice or regret, and then said: "If this is the case, then I will directly choose to take action, and I will resolutely implement it even if I don't lose face."

Mu Hua remained silent, just sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath, he knew that no matter what he said, it was useless, he could only verify it with facts.

Although Hongliu's identity and purpose are still unclear, at least he knows how to repay his kindness. In any case, this time it is both for himself and to repay Hongliu's kindness.

Thinking like this, Mu Hua completely emptied her mind, entered a meditative state, and entered her own mental world again.

And when entering the mind world, those familiar figures appeared in front of Mu Hua again, still full of murderous intent and cold-faced as before.

Seeing the faces that were once so close and supportive of each other turn into enemies again and again, including murderous intent, Mu Hua still felt complicated even though she knew it was just an illusion.

Because, he knew that this place might be an illusion, but it was also his true inner thoughts.

But now, he just wants to face reality!

A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

Tang Wutong's pink-blue beautiful eyes, which were as bright as gems, were filled with coldness, looking aloof and cold. The moment he made a move, he had fatal murderous intent, going straight to Mu Hua's heart, intending to kill him completely.

And the attacks from the rest of the group also came one after another, Huo Yuhao's Ultimate Ice, and Caitou's cannon fire, the cooperation of the other Shrek Seven Monsters, and the serial attacks of Xuan Lao and other senior teachers.

This kind of murderous intent can be said to have gathered the high-end powerhouses from half the continent. Mu Hua can enjoy such treatment, which is considered unparalleled in the world.

For a time, Mu Hua suffered terrible blows and injuries, not only physically, but also spiritually. Every companion had shared troubles with him, poured out their hearts to each other, and it can be said that they are very close.

There are also teachers who took good care of him and left indelible marks on Mu Hua's heart.

However, the so-called more cherished things are smashed, the more desperate and the more broken.

This kind of pain and cruelty cannot be understood or endured by those who have not experienced it personally.

However, after Mu Hua had experienced Tang Wutong's unfeeling before, and also experienced the cruelty and murderous intent of him in this dark world, his heart had already undergone a great transformation.

Maybe it hasn't been fully displayed yet, but the current scene is stimulating Mu Hua's consciousness and mind.

A large amount of flames splattered, and the armor that was actively protecting had disintegrated automatically. The terrifying lethality directly caused Mu Hua to retreat dozens of feet, splashing a lot of smoke, dust and blood.

Those blood flowed from those wounds, even with Yanlong's defensive power and boost, Mu Hua's real combat power has actually reached the Title Douluo.

But those present were either top experts or peerless geniuses, so Mu Hua was still terribly traumatized.

But no matter how painful it was, it was incomparable to the despair and darkness in his heart. In other words, he could no longer feel the pain and was completely numb.

Swish!

Another shot came, this time with a domineering aura that devoured everything, just like before in the Valley of the End, Tang Wutong charged towards Mu Hua with murderous intent and coldness all over his body without hesitation.

With this blow, even the air was crushed and exploded like thunder, forming a terrifying coercion and momentum.

Coupled with the development of her own blood and martial spirit, it can be said that she is going all out.

Even in the illusion, Tang Wutong's abilities and talents were fully demonstrated.

And at this moment, Tang Wutong was about to give Mu Hua the final blow!

However, when the all-swallowing dazzling golden light completely occupied Mu Hua's pupils and was about to disperse and kill him, it completely stopped.

The fierce wind rushed towards Mu Hua's cheek like a bone scraper, causing bursts of pain, but his face was expressionless and showed no emotion at all. Instead, he stared at the golden dragon gun in front of him with a cold and ruthless expression, and was filled with murderous intent. But it is the beautiful shadow that gradually dissipates.

However, they saw that Mu Hua's entire hand was pierced by the Golden Dragon Spear, which had absorbed and devoured all the life in it, turning it into pale bones.

However, even so, Mu Hua still had no troubles, and even the bones directly stuck the Golden Dragon Spear, making it unable to move.

Tang Wutong frowned slightly, constantly using the power of blood and the Golden Dragon Spear, trying to shatter Mu Hua's whole body, and then pull out the Golden Dragon Spear, completely destroying her.

Mu Hua just looked at it calmly, her eyes neither disbelieving nor dim. Instead, they were neither happy nor sad, as if she didn't care about anything.

"I...like you very much, so much that I am even willing to sacrifice everything for you."

Mu Hua said to Tang Wutong calmly, or perhaps talking to himself.

Tang Wutong's pretty face in the illusion became colder and colder. Hearing Mu Hua's words, he remained indifferent. Instead, he increased the speed of his blood circulation, hoping to kill Mu Hua completely.

"I know I love you very much, but reality makes it impossible for me to do this. I'm sorry and very calm."

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have treated you as Dong'er from the very beginning, and brought you huge troubles and troubles."

"Perhaps, my Dong'er has already disappeared, just like a dream. When I wake up, it is time to disappear and forget."

"So...goodbye, it's time for me to wake up."

After the words fell, Mu Hua didn't take any action, but the whole world began to collapse and collapse.

Moreover, both Tang Wutong in front of him and everyone Mu Hua knew well began to turn into light particles little by little, shouting in horror, staring at Mu Hua in disbelief.

It seemed that he couldn't believe that this scene would happen.

"Mu Hua, no, Mu Hua save me, I am the one you love!"

"Help Mu Hua, save me! I'm your best friend!"

"Bastard, you bastard, we Shrek taught you so much, now you want to avenge your kindness!?"

The figures of the rest like Huo Yuhao and others also turned into light particles and dissipated in an instant. At this time, they showed their will to kill the enemy Mu Hua for the first time.

However, Mu Hua just looked at him with a calm expression, showing no joy or sadness. He had no feelings at all, only a numb and stiff heart.

Until the world collapsed, everyone's figures turned into nothingness, leaving only voices of resentment and abuse completely drowned out.

And the enchantment of the outside world was also opened at the same time.

And some dead soldiers, like ghosts awakened in the abyss, opened their dark and deep eyes and drove towards the opened enchantment.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but reveal a strange and brisk smile.

At the same time, Tang Wutong, who was far away in the outside world and was in meditation, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear fell involuntarily from his beautiful face, sliding down his cheek.

She opened her dazed and dazed eyes, and subconsciously reached out to pick up the drop of tears.

In other words, it wasn't tears, but a piece of amber-like crystal, in which blood, or flowers, like Tai Chi Yin Yang fish flowed.

They were two flowers that were similar in color but not used. One was bright and the other was as deep as dark red.

But she didn't care about this at the moment. Instead, she lowered her head in despair, buried it tightly in her chest, and cried silently.

Even she didn't know how desperate, heartbroken, and regretful she felt at this moment.

Three lives and three lives have been in love, and the soul of melancholy dreams has broken into the other shore.

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