Chapter 45 Festival

He waved his hand, and then the huge thing suddenly fell from mid-air.

—The scary thing is that the arm that just waved doesn't seem to be my own.

She endured the pain and wanted to get up to check Yan Xi's injuries next to her. However, as soon as she left, she was pressed down again, and she heard loudly in her ears: "Don't move! Get down!"

The injury was so severe that Yan Xi still had so much strength, and Na Sheng was crushed to death as soon as he raised his head.

At the same moment, the earth-shattering boom shook her eardrums. With her face pressed against the ground and in the corner of her eyes, she was shocked to see a huge firework blooming from several tens of meters away, reflecting the sky red.

The fragments were blown to her face with the hot wind, cutting her skin, but Na Sheng was stunned looking at this wonder, feeling like a dream, until Yan Xi let go of her hand and the Dongba girl Ignorant.

"Oh my god...what are these?" Na Sheng opened his eyes wide as he watched the rising flames and muttered to himself, "I'm not dreaming, am I?-Yan Xi, Yan Xi?"

She supported the ground with her still movable left hand, struggling to get up, but when she looked around, she found that Yan Xi was no longer there, and shouted.The shadow of the shark warrior was reflected in the red sky ahead. Yan Xi, who was hunting with long hair and covered in blood, ran towards the wind falcon that was still on fire and threw himself into the fire without hesitation. .

"Yan Xi? Yan Xi! What are you doing!" Na Sheng was taken aback, ignoring the pain in his body, and chasing after him.

The oncoming heat made her unable to breathe, the aluminum sheet melted, and the wooden birds snapped apart. However, in such a precarious wreck, Yan Xi dragged his badly injured body into the wind falcon, leaned down, and tried to pull something out of the open skylight of the wooden bird's head. However, his physical strength was no longer able to support him, and instead he was dragged down on the burning wind falcon.

"Yan Xi!" Na Sheng ran up, ignoring what was going on, and at the same time he went down and grabbed the thing in Feng Falcon. Feeling cold and soft in her hand, she gritted her teeth, cooperating with Yan Xi and exerting force at the same time.

"Plap" as if something suddenly broke, the weight on their hands suddenly became lighter, and the two of them staggered back together.

"Run away!" Yan Xi suddenly shouted, grabbing what he pulled out of her hand, turning his head and rushing.

As if some flammable part had been burned, the fire was so big that it licked the corners of the clothes of the two of them. Na Sheng couldn't see the direction at all, but ran desperately following Yan Xi, away from the wind falcon that was about to burst open.

"Jump!" Running without knowing the direction, his eyes were soaked with tears by the smoke, and suddenly he heard a cry of drinking in his ears. She leaped forward with all her strength, and there was a bang in her ears, and the water flooded the top of her head.

In the loud explosion, countless debris cut across the water above the head like a sharp sword.

I don't know how long it took, and I didn't hear Yan Xi's voice again. Finally, she couldn't hold her breath and surfaced to breathe. It was completely quiet outside, only the crackling of burning wood was faintly heard. Qing Shui flowed quietly, and under the dim starlight, she saw Yan Xi sitting on the bank of the river."Hey, you didn't call me when you came out by yourself, you want me to drown—" She crawled out wet, and found that the coat was all soaked, and she was out of breath. She cursed, and suddenly she didn't know why she paused suddenly, no. Dare to speak again.

Yan Xi was full of blood, sitting on the bank of the river with his back to her, looking down at something, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Yan Xi...?" She suddenly felt the heaviness of the atmosphere, did not dare to speak loudly, asked softly, and walked over.

"Don't come here." Suddenly, Yan Xi said, raising his hand to stop.

However, Na Sheng had already reached his side, looked down, and suddenly screamed.

"Don't look!" Yan Xi pulled over the broken skirt and covered the fragmented corpse in his arms. He held the broken sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword held a dug out heart, and the blood poured down.

Seeing the dead man with a broken stomach, Na Sheng fell on the bank of the river in fright, feeling his hands were soft, and muttered: "You, you..."

The hair of the corpse protruded from under the placket, dark blue, like long algae against the river water, flicking.

Yan Xi didn't look at her, closed his eyes slightly, his lips moved, as if he was thinking of something, but there was no sound. For a moment, he opened his eyes, threw the heart far away, lowered his head, and gently covered the corpse's dark blue eyes with his fingers, and whispered: "Brother, go home."

Na Sheng stared straight when he saw the skirt pulled away from the dead man, his mouth widened because of shock, but he couldn't shout: 雛人! The man who was pulled out of the wind falcon was actually a dead shark!The limbs of the shark who died under his clothes were incomplete, his feet were broken at the knees, his chest was pierced by broken aluminum pieces, and his whole body had no intact skin because of the impact of the final explosion—but the strange thing was that he was bleeding. There was no trace of pain on his pale face. The abnormal calmness made people shudder.

Watching Yan Xi push the dead shark to the edge of Qingshui, she quickly took off the broken feather robe on her body and handed it to him. Yan Xi glanced at her, silently took it, wrapped the shark's body, and pushed him into the water.

The corpse slowly drifted with the waves, and gradually sank, and finally the dark blue hair also sank. A large group of peach blossom jellyfish surrounded the body, sinking like petals around the body.

"Let's go." Yan Xi stared for a moment, then said lightly, standing up with a broken sword and starting on the road.

Na Sheng followed him silently. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "That person...is also a shark?"

"Yeah." Yan Xi replied and continued to walk.

"Aren't you compatriots?" She couldn't help but puzzled. "Why would he help Cangliu Empire kill you?"

"Do you think they are willing?" Yan Xi stood still suddenly, looking back at the sheng, his eyes seemed to burn with fire, "Do you think they would?!-They were controlled by ten witches with puppet insects! Come to kill their kind !"

"Ah..." Thinking of the strange and painless look on the face of the dead shark just now, that Sheng shuddered.

"The Wind Falcon is very difficult to control, and once dispatched, if it cannot return to the White Tower on time, it will fall to the ground-in order to prevent the Wind Falcon from falling into the enemy's hands, someone must give up the opportunity to escape and destroy the Wind Falcon." Yan Xi watched Looking at the sinking corpse, there was a painful light in his eyes, "We sharks are inherently inadequate in strength, but their agility and speed are outstanding, and they are very suitable for manipulating machinery. Equipped with a shark man puppet to control. They can't think, are not afraid of pain and death, and at the last minute they will die with life and wind falcon."No wonder, the soldiers of the Cangliu Empire who had abandoned the wind falcon just now walked so simply. It turns out that there is no worries for the future—Na Sheng looked at Yan Xi in a daze, and muttered: "So, that means...you, you must kill each other with your kind?"

"There's no way. In fact, the only way to contend with a machine like Wind Falcon is to first shoot down the mackerel puppet that manipulates the machine while it is flying low..." Yan Xi turned his head and stopped looking at the dead kind. , On the road, said lightly, "Even so, they are still our brothers and sisters, they are innocent. Puppet insects are planted in their hearts, so they must dig out their hearts so that they can return to the sea to sleep well... "

Yan Xi walked on the road, covered in blood, but he straightened his body and looked up at the stars in the sky.

"In the legend of our sea country, after all the sharks die, they will return to the endless blue-free from all shackles and become water vapor rising in the sea, ascending to the heavens, ascending... On the shining stars.” Walking on the road, Na Sheng heard Yan Xi’s voice slowly, calm as a dream, “If you encounter a cloud, it will instantly turn into rain and fall back to the ground and the sea...”

Na Sheng looked up at the dark sky, and suddenly tears filled her eyes.

She turned her head to look at Yan Xi, but the face of the shark warrior was still calm, without a trace of sorrow—"Sorry, I never cried"—a moment ago, at her request, he smiled lightly and refused.

How can we not cry? If you fight alone until you are both opponents, how can you avoid tears?

"People say that fish can't see water just like people can't see air... But those who speak don't know how cruel the distance is." Yan Xi walked quietly along the road to Taoyuan County, looking up at the stars. It's been seven thousand years...Whether it is the Kongsang people or the later Bingzu people, they all regard us shark people as inhuman things, talking beasts, which can be raised for profiteering... Why do you think this is what."

"I used to say that I have time to explain to you the story about the sharks in this land. It is actually very simple." Yan Xi quietly looked at the stars, wondering how many stars turned into the sharks' souls, and he heard them from his side. The girl who said aloud explained, "There is a record in the "Liuhe Shu":

"The sea country, go to the cloud and desert for a hundred thousand miles, and scattered into three thousand islands. The sea is surrounded by islands, and the water is blue and blue. The name of the shark is blue and the sea. There are sharks in the country, with human heads and fish tails, beautiful songs , Weaving water as silk, falling tears into beads, gentle and gentle temperament, taking the dragon as the guardian god. Yunhuang people catch his treasure for his treasure, break his tail into a leg, collect his tears into a bead, and entertain people with his voice, Selling for profit. However, it is often hindered by the Dragon God. Seven thousand years ago, the star emperor of the Piling dynasty destroyed the sea country, combined with the power of the six kings, captured the dragon and settled in the abyss of Cangwu under the Jiuyi Mountain.