Apocalypse Magician

At 14: in the afternoon, somewhere among the mountains.

Li Xingkong hugged Luo Yingxue, floated in the air with the help of wind levitating technique, and flew towards the east without stopping for a moment.

Suddenly, there was a faint neighing in the wind. Li Xingkong looked up and saw a Pegasus passing by. There was another person on the Pegasus. He was also staring at the direction of Li Xingkong carefully, as if he was confirming something. When he saw Li Xingkong, Xingkong noticed something, and the man quickly looked away and at the same time rode the Pegasus to increase height.

When a rare flying monster appeared here and now, Li Xingkong knew something was wrong. As expected, it must be someone from the Church Knights. However, he had always been cautious and low-key along the way, so he didn't know how he was discovered.

The cold wind swept the snowflakes, blurring people's vision. Otherwise, the Pegasus knight would not have approached for confirmation, and Li Xingkong would not have been able to detect this hidden threat. The next moment, Li Xingkong activated his wind magic, and countless wind blades flew into the sky. Only by shooting down the man here could he prevent his exact traces from being reported to the church.

The knight only wanted to confirm his whereabouts and was not greedy for merit. When he saw the magic of the great wind mage, he knew he was outmatched, so he turned around and fled on his Pegasus.

The wind blade slashed across the wing of the Pegasus, and drops of blood spilled into the sky, but it was not left behind after all. Li Xingkong could not tell the truth from the truth, so naturally he could not pursue it rashly, so he had to speed up and continue on his way. But now that his whereabouts are leaked, what will happen in the future I'm afraid my life on the run will not be easy...

At 19: in the evening, on the edge of a forest in a deserted mountain.

Under the snow-covered trees, a pair of cold eyes like a lone wolf were hidden. Li Xingkong stared closely at the church knights patrolling outside the woods not far away, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

After his first contact with the church knights five hours ago, Li Xingkong knew that his whereabouts were completely exposed, so he had no choice but to choose a place with dense trees on his escape route to temporarily block the surveillance from the air. As for the church, Mo Qianjun got the news and quickly went to pursue him. All the church knights were dispatched in batches, and finally succeeded in trapping Li Xingkong in a barren mountain somewhere in the evening.

The barren mountains and woods that have been ignored for thousands of years, but on this quiet night of snow in June, are illuminated by countless light magic arrays around them like a sunny day. A large number of church knights surround the woods, dozens of people in the sky. A flying monster flies vertically and horizontally, like huge eyes from the sky, monitoring any disturbance below.

Li Xingkong held his breath and concentrated. When the knight patrolling in front of him walked over, he picked up Luo Yingxue and tried to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from the woods.

However, before he was about to leave, a Pegasus flew past in the sky. Li Xingkong took half a step and retracted his left foot like lightning, lurking under the trees again. When the Pegasus was gone and he was about to escape again, But they found that the patrolling knight had turned around and walked back, and the gap in the encirclement no longer existed.

After the church took control of the situation, it began to close the net, continuously narrowing the scope of the encirclement from the outside to the inside. During this period, Li Xingkong tried many times to escape quietly, but the church's blockade was too tight and there were almost no obvious flaws.

The anxious Li Xingkong could only watch helplessly as the church knights gradually advanced like an iron barrel array, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller, but there was still nothing they could do. If this continued, sooner or later, there would be a situation of catching a turtle in a urn with nowhere to hide.

Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, and time passed by. After midnight and early morning, Fantasyland ushered in the eighth day of snow in June...

Li Xingkong tried all his strength and tried various methods and directions, but in the end he still couldn't break through the church's siege.

Countless disappointments eventually turned into despair. Before he knew it, Li Xingkong was in chaos. He was aimlessly bumping left and right in an ever-shrinking area. He had no idea where the target was and when he was too tired to walk. , just lie down there and find a place to hide.

If, with God's blessing, you escape the church's sweeping search, you have escaped. If you cannot escape, you will have to fight to the death!

White snowflakes floated in the dark night, and the cold north wind blew in the face, making people shiver. At this moment, in front of Li Xingkong and Luo Yingxue, there is a deserted mass grave. Several stone tablets are lying on the ground, or broken into countless pieces, and more graves do not even have tombstones.

In a coffin in front of you, two withered bones lay quietly. The two incomplete skeletons were intertwined, and it was unclear which one belonged to whom. Perhaps, this was the so-called "sleeping in the same place during life and death in the same hole" ".

The broken coffin lids were scattered around, looking particularly desolate among the mass graves. Through the dim light reflected by the white snow, a row of elegant small characters engraved on them could be vaguely seen:

"Winter nights, summer days, after a hundred years, return to his room."

There must have been many touching stories between the two people buried in the coffin. Unfortunately, no one knows it all. And how many loves and lives without tombstones are there in this barren mountain and wilderness? Who can bear witness to them?

Just like Li Xingkong and Luo Yingxue at this moment, if they die here today, no matter how touching and touching the relationship was before, they will return to dust and disappear after many years.

"Starry Sky, if you must go to hell, choose here." Luo Yingxue looked at the two indistinguishable skeletons with mixed feelings. Even though the mass graves were eerie, how could they be worth the real love of life and death? , "At least, we can be buried together like them."

Taking Luo Yingxue's slender hand and holding it tightly in his palm, the tenderness in Li Xingkong's eyes was worth a thousand words. and

Along her journey, there were many times where life and death were at stake, with both people hoping to sacrifice their own lives to preserve the other.

Li Xingkong was extremely lucky to have met such a beloved Luo Yingxue in this life, giving him the opportunity to protect her at all costs. Even if he was buried here today and had no more legends of his own in the fantasy continent, he would never regret it. !

Lying down in the small coffin, Li Xingkong gently closed the coffin lid, and then the wind magic rolled up the snowflakes on the ground and covered the coffin, leaving only a hidden vent. The space inside the coffin was invisible, so Li Xingkong simply arranged a light array, and a few rays of light danced like fireflies, dispelling the inherent gloom.

The world outside the coffin is still cold, as if falling into hell, making people feel suffocating, and the dense sound from far to near is the footsteps of death. Li Xingkong knew in his heart that the church's search was approaching, and if he was unfortunately discovered by them, he would definitely be dead.

Time passed by in a tense atmosphere. Li Xingkong hugged Luo Yingxue tightly, his clothes soaked with sweat. The two people who depend on each other can clearly feel each other's rapid breathing and violent heartbeats. Every moment may be the end of their lives. What a long and torturous time it is!

The footsteps finally began to fade away, but Li Xingkong was not in a hurry to leave the coffin. After a moment, the footsteps sounded again. Like the god of death in hell, the church members turned back to check for possible omissions again.

It was repeated so many times, and no one knew when it would end. The shadow of death always shrouded the two of them, deeply implanting despair in their hearts. Even though the time interval between repetitions became longer and longer, they still did not dare to get out of the coffin easily. .

"Yingxue, if we can still escape, we will find a place without people in the East China Sea and never come back." After escaping all this way, Li Xingkong was already tired of fighting in the world, "Okay?"

"Well, we plant cherry blossoms there. It's best to see the dancing snowflakes in winter." Luo Yingxue, who was nestled in Li Xingkong's arms, also had a glimmer of yearning in her eyes, "It's just like Xingxue City. .”

"Build a house next to the cherry blossom tree, just like in your favorite painting. It will be a world that only belongs to you and me." No matter whether he is rich or poor in the future, as long as she is by his side, Li Xingkong will be content. "Every day, from sunrise to sunset, we cultivate the fields and let go of all the distractions in the world. We are ordinary but at ease."

"Then I will prepare meals every day and wait for your return under the cherry blossom tree." A smile appeared on Luo Yingxue's beautiful face, and the beautiful fantasy about the future finally dispelled the sadness and drove away the fear.

"Promise me that every time I come back, I can see you painting under the cherry blossom trees." Li Xingkong couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Luo Yingxue painting quietly in the orphanage in his hometown town many years ago, thinking Every time he wrote, every frown and smile touched Li Xingkong's heart. The beautiful girl in white clothes and skirt seemed to have come from a dream, gentle and graceful, pure and pure.

"Every painting I draw from now on will only be shown to you." Luo Yingxue tenderly stretched out her palm and gently caressed Li Xingkong's cheek, with a serious look in her bright eyes, as if telling a story , everything she has from now on will belong to him.

"We posted those paintings on the walls of our home," Li Xingkong stared blankly at the loved one in his arms, deeply immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future. "When the children come to the house, we will tell the stories in the paintings to Xiao Xingkong. Little Sakura Snows, listen."

"Who wants to fill the house with your children..." Luo Yingxue's face instantly turned red, and she bowed her head deeply, but she could not hide her smile that bloomed like a cherry blossom.

"Yingxue..." Staring at the beautiful girl's shy face, Li Xingkong felt a deep happiness that he had never experienced before. Even if he was about to board the legendary Huangquan Naihe Bridge at this moment, he had no regrets and only hoped to drink Po Meng. When drinking soup, don’t forget this unforgettable love.