His voice was filled with resentment and sorrow. It sounded as if he had suffered the greatest pain in the world, or as if he had a very sad story in his heart and was crying alone in this city.
Lu Chen heard the voice, and at the same time, he also saw the mist that suddenly floated up.
Most of the mist in the world was white, but here, perhaps because of the light of the blood moon in the sky above, the mist below became a faint red airflow, slowly flowing on the roads, houses, and every corner of this mysterious city. From a distance, it looked like a blood-colored stream, quietly spreading.
Ah-Tu took a step forward and called out to the thin mist. He looked a little wary, but he didn't seem to be too afraid.
Lu Chen's expression was a little solemn. He stared at the red mist that was floating and spreading, and at the same time, listened carefully to the woman's crying voice that floated in this catacombs city. The voice sounded a little erratic, sometimes near and sometimes far, as if separated by a high wall, causing the tone of the voice to change. Therefore, although Lu Chen had some doubts in his heart, he still could not conclude that this voice was the White Lotus he was looking for.
In addition, Lu Chen also became vigilant in his heart. He had come to this underground city many times. Although the sky was full of red light from the blood moon hanging over his head, and the city was empty, although it looked very strange everywhere, this was the first time such an anomaly had happened.
To be precise, it was the first time that the people of Starry Temple had been messing around in this underground city for a long time. No one knew what kind of strange prohibition or formation they had set up in this place.
The red mist was slowly approaching, but after listening carefully for a long time, Lu Chen still could not identify the specific source of the sound. After a moment of silence, he gently patted Atsu who was standing next to him and whispered, "Can you find the place where the sound came from?"
Ah-Tu raised his head to look at the sky, but he did not intend to listen carefully. Instead, he used his nose to sniff the air a few times. After a moment, he seemed to take a hesitant step forward, and then he stopped. He seemed to be carefully distinguishing, and it was rather difficult.
Lu Chen did not urge it, but just frowned slightly and looked around.
Atsu began to walk and stop, and did not continue to move forward. Instead, it began to circle around the huge statue in the center of the city.
It took a few steps forward and sniffed. Just like that, it leisurely circled around the area. Seeing that the red mist was gradually approaching them, and when it was only about a hundred feet away from them, Ah-Tu suddenly stopped and walked in a certain direction.
Lu Chen raised his head and glanced in that direction. He found that the direction Atsu was walking in was a house that did not look much different from the surrounding. The tall door was open, and it was quiet and empty inside. There was already a little red mist in some corners.
There were a few stone steps, and the threshold was above the knees. After walking to the door and looking at the house a few times, Lu Chen once again confirmed that the house here looked almost exactly the same, except for the various sizes that were slightly larger than the normal houses in the human world.
So, who would have lived here originally?
Obviously, Atsu was not interested in this kind of question. It took a few steps forward, first jumped over the threshold, and ran into the courtyard of the house. Then, it raised its head and sniffed a few times, then stared at the direction of the house's backyard and ran there.
Lu Chen followed behind Atsu with a cold expression. He glanced around and could clearly feel the smell of blood drifting from that direction. He snorted, and his eyes slowly lit up with a dark flame. His clothes fluttered even though there was no wind, and he slowly walked over.
The woman's crying voice suddenly became louder and clearer, as if it was somewhere in front of him. And in Lu Chen's ears, he seemed to feel that the voice gradually became a little familiar. Even the originally vague crying voice seemed to have a few more words. Although most of it was still a little vague, he could hear a few words clearly.
"… Blood … Acacia … Flower … Ah …"
Lu Chen's face suddenly sank. He remembered that he had heard this song before. It was on a certain night in Kunlun Mountain, when he was still living in the thatched hut on the cliff outside Su Qingjun's cave residence. White Lotus came late at night, sat on his window sill, shook her feet, looked up at the sky, and softly sang that ballad.
Suddenly, the depths of his heart twitched, as if a cold knife had suddenly stabbed into it. The piercing pain was suffocating.
"Roar!"
In front of him, Atsu suddenly roared in a low voice, and its voice suddenly carried a violent aura. Almost at the same time, Lu Chen also felt that the smell of blood suddenly became ten times stronger. His eyes flashed, and almost without thinking, his body suddenly swept forward, like a lightning bolt.
A smear of red light suddenly flashed past, like a bloodthirsty beast pouncing over. Lu Chen's body slightly bent, the black fire on his body instantly flourished, directly turned into a black sword edge and slashed over.
The wind whistled, incomparably mournful. That blood light in the air was split apart by the black fire, and emitted a terrifying [Zi zi] sound, and then a miserable cry was heard.
A person submerged in blood, even his face could not be seen clearly, staggered backwards but that terrible black fire like a demon, did not have the slightest intention of letting him go. It directly bit him, surrounded him and then violently burned him.
Lu Chen landed in the air, his body shook greatly, retreated a few steps back, his face also turned pale.
The blood man's power was unusually great, even with his current skills, he could not withstand it, even his chest felt a pain, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.
However, Lu Chen still endured it. He turned his eyes over. Although the bloody man seemed powerful, for some reason, he didn't feel any anger coming from him.
Yes, he did not even feel that it was a living person …
Blood flowed unceasingly from that blood man's body, like a small river, and looked endless, it was unknown how much blood this person had in his body. A violent aura emanated from his body, but also contained a feeling of weakness and despair.
At the same time, the black fire wrapped around the blood man's body, the blood man clearly could not do anything about it, the black fire burned fiercely, and then desperately drilled into the blood man's body.
In that instant, Lu Chen thought of many years ago, when he was entangled by the black fire, he was in a desperate situation worse than death, and that indescribable pain.
Then, he heard that hoarse howl, as if it came from the deepest part of the soul.
Lu Chen took two steps back, although the blood man in front of him was abnormally powerful, but at this moment, Lu Chen already felt that this monster seemed to have completely lost consciousness. He turned his head to the side, and then his expression suddenly stiffened.
He saw White Lotus.
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