nucmednet Chapter 185 Plot 61 My tail is about to split when I look at it.
Chapter 185 Plot 61 My tail is about to split when I look at it.
His lips had turned purple from the cold, his body was shaking constantly, and he looked at 66 pitifully.
66 snorted disdainfully, the sound resonating clearly in the cold and silence. "Hmph, a little bit of cold air can freeze you to death. Besides, I can't die even if you do." Its childish yet somewhat arrogant voice was filled with mockery towards Song Yi.
After saying that, 66 opened his mouth slightly and spit out fire in front of him. The flames gushed out of his mouth, instantly illuminating the surrounding darkness.
Wherever the flames reached, the thick fog that was as thick as substance was quickly dispersed as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and the surrounding fog soon disappeared without a trace.
As the fog dissipated, the surrounding temperature slowly returned to normal. Song Yi could clearly feel that his body was no longer so stiff, and his blood began to flow again. The original forest that looked exactly the same also disappeared, replaced by an empty plain.
On the right, a winding path appeared before their eyes. The path was like a long, winding snake, hidden in the darkness, and no one knew where it led.
Song Yi's eyes suddenly widened. He also saw strands of pink silk floating above the path. The pink silk threads looked particularly strange in the darkness.
He suddenly started to back out, a sense of foreboding washing over him. "How about we go back to bed?" He unconsciously took a step back.
66 was woken up and couldn't fall asleep. He stared at the path curiously and refused without hesitation: "No."
Song Yi hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and touched the pink thing. His hand passed through the pink smoke, but he didn't find anything unusual. He just felt that the smoke was cool and had a strange texture.
He subconsciously sniffed his hand, and a faint fragrance filled his nose. "Is someone burning incense up ahead? It smells quite nice," he muttered quietly. The scent seemed to have a magical effect, relaxing his originally tense mood a little.
66 heard Song Yi's words and came closer with some doubt. He sniffed hard, but couldn't smell the fragrance Song Yi mentioned. "What fragrance? I don't smell it."
Seeing this, Song Yi put his finger in front of 66's nose, shook his finger, and said, "Do you smell it? It smells very good."
66 sniffed again, but still smelled nothing. "No."
Song Yi frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Maybe you beasts can't smell it." There was a hint of pride in his tone, and he walked towards the path, full of curiosity about the source of the fragrance.
He walked slowly along the path, and as he walked, the pink smoke gradually disappeared.
I saw two people in heavy armor standing in front of me, guarding a huge door like two majestic statues.
An inexplicable fear enveloped him. When he looked closely, he was so frightened that he almost cried out.
Those two people actually had no eyes, and there was a dark and empty space in their eye sockets. Their mouths were tightly sealed, and their ears and noses were also sealed. Their entire faces looked extremely terrifying, even scarier than ghosts!
"Oh my god, this is abusive!" Song Yi cried in his heart.
"Did I see something I shouldn't have? Did they find out and kill me?" Countless horrible thoughts flashed through his mind, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
He quickly found a bush nearby to hide in, staring at the two men without blinking, not daring to breathe, for fear that any sound would attract their attention.
Song Yi, who was hiding in the bushes, couldn't help but look at the two men. He found that their legs were actually fish tails, which were faintly visible under the armor.
The fish scales shimmered with a cold luster in the moonlight, looking very strange. Song Yi was a little curious, "How did they manage to stand for so long? Doesn't it hurt? Their tails are about to split when I see them."
Song Yi squatted in the grass. As time passed, he felt his legs were almost numb. He frowned, endured the discomfort, and still stared at the two strange guards in front of him.
Suddenly someone patted his shoulder gently, and at the same time a deep voice sounded in his ear: "What are you doing here?"
The sudden slap and sound scared Song Yi to death. He subconsciously wanted to stand up and run away, but his numb legs did not obey him at all.
As soon as he stood up, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees with a plop. A sharp pain came from his knees. He turned his head in fear. When he saw that it was Old Man Qing, he breathed a sigh of relief, but still said with lingering fear: "You scared me to death! Old man, why are you here?"
Old Man Qing did not answer Song Yi's question. Instead, he looked past Song Yi and looked at the two guards in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes.
After a while, he turned his gaze back to Song Yi, watching him rubbing his numb legs while struggling to stand up, and said nonchalantly: "I'll come out and take a look."
Song Yi looked at Old Man Qing with suspicion, curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "Are you here to steal something?" He didn't believe that Old Man Qing just came out to take a look. This old man was usually sneaky and definitely had no good intentions.
When Old Man Qing heard this, his eyes widened and he said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by stealing? I came here to borrow. Besides, there are so many things I need here, what's wrong with taking a little." He spoke with confidence, and his shameless look made Song Yi speechless.
Song Yi looked at Old Man Qing with disdain and said "Huh".
This old man can really lie with his eyes open. He said he wanted to borrow things, but he obviously wanted to steal them, and he said it so righteously. If he wanted to steal, then he could steal. He doesn't discriminate.
Song Yi finally stood up and his eyes were once again cast towards the mysterious door not far away and the two guards standing in front of the door.
He swallowed, turned his head and looked at Old Man Qing, with a hint of nervousness and curiosity in his eyes, and whispered: "Old man, go over and see if those two can see you."
The old man frowned slightly, staring at the two guards with deep eyes, and said slowly: "They have no eyes, but they are not really blind!"
When Song Yi heard this, his eyes widened and he said in horror, "What the hell? It's blind even without eyes?"
Old Man Qing glanced at Song Yi and replied solemnly: "Puppet, these two people are now in the realm of scattered immortals, but they can still break through to a higher realm." His words were like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, instantly causing huge waves in Song Yi's heart.
The Scattered Immortal Realm was a powerful existence to him, just like an ant facing an elephant.
Song Yi subconsciously took a step back, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's go back to sleep." He just wanted to leave this damn place, the farther away the better.
Old Man Qing grabbed Song Yi, his hand like a pair of pliers, tightly gripping him, making it impossible for him to break free. "Since you're already here, why are you running?"
Song Yi was so anxious that he almost cried: "I can't beat them. Let me tell you first, if you want to fight with them, I won't fight. I'm fragile." He knew his own strength very well. Fighting with such a move would be simply seeking death.
When Old Man Qing heard this, he snorted in disdain, "You womanizer, I didn't say anything about fighting." Although he said this, he was also thinking about how to avoid the two puppets and get behind the door to find out what was going on.
Song Yi's eyes widened, and he looked at Old Man Qing in disbelief. His voice was a little distorted because of nervousness: "If you don't fight, how can you get in?"
Old man Qing touched his chin, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said slowly: "Why don't you come and lead them away?" His tone was as relaxed as if he was proposing an insignificant matter, but to Song Yi, these words were like a bolt from the blue.
Song Yi jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, shaking his head like a rattle: "Why didn't you come? I didn't go. I was stabbed to death before I could run away."
"Look at their posture, they are like two killing machines. My small body is not even enough to fill their teeth. Besides, they are from the Scattered Immortal Realm. If I lure them away, I will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth and seeking my own death!" Song Yi said while pointing at himself, trying to make Old Man Qing understand how ridiculous it was for him to lure away the puppets.