When the blood race wears Omega

Jin Xingzhi followed the guidance of the blood contract and came to a wasteland.

The heavy snow all over the sky isolated him from his surroundings, and that sense of loneliness made him anxious and restless.

Only the strengthening blood bond induction made him clearly know that he was approaching Yin Ran.

The heavy snow had already stained his shoes and socks, but he didn't notice it at all.

In the air, the density of snowflakes began to decrease, as if the mouth of the bag containing the snow machine was suddenly tightened, and the amount of snow produced also decreased.

The moon revealed the originally deep clouds, releasing the cool light mercilessly.

Jin Xingzhi's vision gradually became clear, and the anxiety that he knew Yin Ran was around but couldn't find anyone was constantly squeezing him, making him almost collapse.

He kept calling Yin Ran's name, but got no response at all.

He frantically searched, his hasty footsteps rolled over the snow, making sluggish and chaotic sounds.

As Jin Xingzhi ran, the blood deed around his neck seemed to have teeth, biting his neck tightly.Immediately afterwards, the feeling of biting began to tear outward, as if being forced to leave his body.

Jin Xingzhi clasped his neck tightly with his hands, pressing on the blood that was as hot as boiling water.

Eagerness gradually crushed Jin Xingzhi's spirit, and he begged tremblingly: "Yin Ran, Yin Ran... where are you... tell me where you are..."

At this moment, a bright blue light exploded in the distance.

Jin Xingzhi didn't have time to think, and ran towards the light source.Intuition told him that Yin Ran must be there.

Without the cover of heavy snow, he saw Yin Ran kneeling in the snow at a glance.

"Yin Ran—" he shouted loudly, the cold wind poured into his body along with his unsteady breathing, cutting his trachea sharply.

But Yin Ran didn't respond.

Jin Xingzhi tried his best to speed up his running pace, trying to pull Yin Ran out of the fire.

In the next second, the blue flame suddenly changed, as if splashed with blood, it exploded instantly.

The fire covered the sky and the sun, and suddenly a circular barrier rose between him and Yin Ran.

One step away, like the boundary between life and death.

"Yin Ran!"

Jin Xingzhi rushed over desperately, but was directly bounced off by the flame barrier.

He was thrown out and buried in the thick snow.The cold snowflakes spread into his neck, like tiny needles pricking his skin.

"Yin Ran, wake up! Come out!"

Regardless of the pain and cold on his body, he got up again and rushed towards the barrier.

When this was repeated for the third time, all the light suddenly disappeared.

Jin Xingzhi crossed the original barrier line, but was so sluggish that he couldn't move at all.

The burning blood pact on the neck completely calmed down, and no connection could be sensed anymore.

But in front of him, there was an almost undamaged snow field. The ashes scattered in mid-air circled around, and then walked away, as if everything that happened just now was his hallucination.

Looking at the ashes in the distance, the tension in Jin Xingzhi's mind suddenly snapped.He fell on the ground as if he lost his mind, and kept digging the snow with his hands, like a madman, trying to find something in the vastness.

His hands were so red and purple, but so numb that he couldn't feel any pain at all.

"Yin Ran..." He called Yin Ran's name over and over again, his voice, as small as a mosquito, was scattered in the wind until it disappeared completely.

"Come out, stop making trouble, come out quickly..." Jin Xingzhi groped in large swaths, and was even more flattened by the blown snow.

Something sharp cut his finger, and he didn't realize it until blood stained the snow.

He poked around in the bloodstains, and found a bloodstained silver knife, under the knife was a piece of musical score glued crookedly together with adhesive tape.

Among the blood-stained scores, there are notes that he once wrote by himself.

Trembling, Jin Xingzhi pulled out the fragmented sheet of music, tears rolling down his face uncontrollably.

Warm tears overflowed from the eye sockets, and before shed an inch, they were completely cold.

The icy teardrops turned into cold blades, slashing across Jin Xingzhi's cheeks.

This clearly told Jin Xingzhi that Yin Ran had been here before, and everything just now happened for real.

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad, he just felt some kind of sour liquid poured from his throat all the way, accumulating in his body, rippling a burst of intense bitterness.

The music score rattled in the cold wind, and each sound hit heavily in Jin Xingzhi's heart.

He lowered his eyes in pain, and saw another piece of paper pressed in the snow.

The paper was dark yellow, like the inside pages of a diary.

Jin Xingzhi tremblingly picked up the piece of paper, and finally discovered the secret that Yin Ran had kept tightly covered until his death.

When the truth of "Mortal Death" was clearly displayed in front of Jin Xingzhi, he seemed to be split in the middle by someone, mercilessly emptying out all that was left.

There was a heart-piercing roar from the empty wasteland.

Jin Xingzhi tightly grasped the piece of paper that could almost penetrate his heart: "Yin Ran, how could you leave me alone, who allowed you to leave me alone..."

As if suddenly remembering something, Jin Xingzhi's empty eyes suddenly lit up with a gleam of light.

He unzipped his jacket and found the silver bell from the inner pocket close to his heart.

He smoothed the silver bell with his stiff fingertips, shaking it in the howling cold wind.

The silver bell rang crisply, and the sound spread along the direction of the wind.

Jin Xingzhi half-kneeled, looking at a vast open space.

There was a dead silence around, only the snow blown up by the wind was responding to his hope.

Jin Xingzhi shook vigorously, trying to break the peace with the sound of the bell.

The silver bell rang tirelessly, but there was still no one around.

Jin Xingzhi yelled in a hoarse voice, with an agitated tone: "Yin Ran, you said that you will show up when I ring the bell, you can't lie to me!"

The overdrawn strength caused Jin Xingzhi to tilt overwhelmed, and fell halfway in the snow.

"You promised me, you can't break your word, you still owe me a lot of things."

He stood up, but fell to the ground again.

Jin Xingzhi knelt on the ground, with his forehead pressed against the snow through the score: "You still owe me the rest of your life..."