bullyxtreme Chapter 127 My wish is to hug you
Chapter 127 My wish is to hug you
Mei Shiyu wandered around the deserted and desolate border town, circling three times to the left and three times to the right.
To his surprise, he found himself unable to leave, as if he had stepped on a bewitching plant!
No matter which side alley he passed through, he would eventually return to the wide street he had originally traveled, where red lanterns and wine flags still fluttered in the wind.
He tried to fly on a sword, but he couldn't get high into the sky. He tried teleportation, teleportation, and flying close to the ground, but it still didn't work.
He was so impatient that he didn't hesitate to demolish the entire street.
But the pavilions, terraces, flowers, trees, and all kinds of buildings and landscape decorations will be restored to their original state the moment he demolishes them.
It was as if he had shattered nothing more than a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.
Mei Shiyu thought this was an illusion.
But then he dismissed the idea.
Because everything here is real and won't disappear because of his momentary lapse of judgment, nor will a terrifying thing suddenly appear and endlessly fight him.
Illusion is essentially a state of mind.
When the mind is unsettled, one may unintentionally enter a dreamlike state.
The illusions seen in a dream world are the thoughts, desires, fears, and hatreds in one's heart.
If this is truly an illusion, Mei Shiyu might see Li Tingyun standing in front of him in the next moment.
That's really terrifying.
Mei Shiyu was relieved that this was not a dream.
The next moment, a strange movement came from behind.
He suddenly turned around—
no one.
relieved.
It's good that no one's around. It's good that no one's around.
Thankfully, it wasn't about Cao Cao...
and many more!
There was no one there, yet he heard voices, which meant there was a ghost.
Mei Shiyu turned around and walked towards the source of the sound.
Ghosts are not scary. As long as it's not Li Tingyun, he can handle any demons or monsters he encounters with ease.
Mei Shiyu followed the rustling sound into a dead end. In front of her was a white wall, painted a ghastly white, even a little bluish, almost like the skin of a dead person.
A strange laugh suddenly came from behind me!
Hehe, haha, giggle, hehehe... There were men and women, old people and children, and the quiet, deserted corner suddenly became extremely lively.
But the excitement only lasted for a fleeting moment.
Mei Shiyu turned around, and the laughter disappeared.
Behind him, the white wall quietly underwent a transformation, and a huge, grotesque relief of a ghost face was newly created.
Four different faces, men, women, young and old, took turns occupying the center of the wall, looking down and blinking their pupil-less eyes, vying to peer at the tall, elegant white-robed immortal standing before them, seemingly unaware of the danger behind him.
The ghost face silently opened its blood-red maw.
Its mouth alone takes up two-thirds of the entire wall.
A scarlet tongue protruded from its mouth.
His drool was all over the floor.
This thing couldn't wait to roll the person into its mouth, chew them up, and taste them.
Like a summer ivy climbing a wall, it lurks under the eaves, preying on mosquitoes, waiting for the right moment to stick out its tongue...
A "whoosh" sound.
That tongue suddenly lunged at Mei Shiyu!
It was as fast as lightning.
The latter remained completely still, as if unaware.
In the blink of an eye, the tongue was severed in two.
Mei Shiyu slowly turned around. The Qing Shuang sword was already stuck in the wall, with only the hilt sticking out.
The ghost face disappeared.
The sword pierced right through the ghost face's forehead!
Unfortunately, we were still a step too late...
Mei Shiyu thought to herself.
The frost returned to its hand, and with a swipe of the blade, the white wall in front of it collapsed with a crash.
Mei Shiyu walked along this newly opened path.
We arrived at another long street.
He looked around and checked again.
This is definitely not the same street where you couldn't get out.
Instead, it's another street... one from which you can't get out.
They're still going around in circles, circling left and right, tearing down houses and destroying temples, but they just can't get out, they just can't get out, no matter what they do, they can't get out!
Alas, he's trapped here and has died.
Mei Shiyu simply found a shed.
The Azure Frost Sword transformed into a rocking chair.
He lay down in the rocking chair to rest.
It's ok.
There's always a way when you reach the mountain, and things will work out when you reach the bridge...
"Whee!"
"Aha!"
"Jie Jie Jie~"
Come again.
Mei Shiyu gently patted the armrest of the rocking chair.
A gust of wind passed by.
A gust of wind swept away.
The sword spirit had already charged ten miles away following the sound and then returned.
"Master, there's nothing there."
Mei Shiyu stood up from the rocking chair, picked up the Qing Shuang sword again, and the sword spirit, which was covered in a blood-red light, stood very obediently behind him, quietly getting closer and closer.
Mei Shiyu couldn't see the end of the long street and was about to walk in the opposite direction when she turned around and bumped into the sword spirit's arms with a "bang".
That was quite a hard impact.
He raised his head.
Even from that face devoid of features and unable to discern joy or anger, one could discern a radiant, youthful smile.
That's despicable and deserves a beating.
Mei Shiyu, however, didn't have time to be angry and asked in surprise, "When did you become able to materialize something?!"
The sword spirit said smugly, "Just a short while ago."
"Oh……"
Mei Shiyu rubbed his sore forehead, thinking to himself how he was just as solid and hard as Buhua Gu, like a lump of black iron.
"Go back now, I'll call you out again next time."
Mei Shiyu started to walk forward as she spoke.
The sword spirit ignored his command and stood motionless, looking slightly sad as it said, "Master, have you forgotten what I said before?"
Mei Shiyu turned to look at him. "I haven't forgotten, but things are temporary. I'm currently facing some trouble and don't have time to fulfill your wish."
He had made a promise to his sword spirit that on the day the sword spirit materialized, he would grant it one request. As long as it wasn't an outrageous wish, he would grant it.
"But my wish is to hug you."
The Blade Spirit said this in a particularly "obedient" manner.
His actual actions were not so obedient.
He walked straight up to them.
She grabbed Mei Shiyu's arm and pulled him into her embrace.
Hold tightly.
"I could never touch you before..."
Every time I try to hold his hand or put my arm around his waist, his spirit will slip through my fingers and into my embrace, brushing past me without a trace, leaving me feeling no warmth or softness.
"This time I want to hug as many as I want."
The sword spirit lowered its head and buried its head in his neck.
Mei Shiyu heard him mumble something:
"The scent of plum blossoms on you..."
"It smells fucking good."