NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 682 We are all losing ourselves
Suzaku nodded, "I hope so.
But it would be useless even if she left the scorching sun behind?
Only Lord Jiu Lou can use the scorching sun. Even in September, using the scorching sun will cost a lot. "
"Someone will help her." The high priest thought of the strange bald head and gently stroked the cover of the book with his palm, delicate and ferocious.
"We can get answers to the questions we can't answer in Tingfeng City. This is also the purpose of sending the blazing sun to Longshan Mountain."
The cover of this book looks like a human face peeled off alive.
The facial features were deformed due to dryness and hollowness, and the mouth was smiling, directly to the left and right sides of the book, but there were two beads full of lines embedded in a pair of eyes, which looked very strange.
Suzaku doesn't like this book. When he sees it, he will think of those bad memories.
No matter what angle you look at it, you will have the illusion that you are looking into these eyes, which will make your scalp numb.
She asked, "Would Jiang You suspect that you sent Lie Yang to Longshan on purpose again? After all, she had sent the Heart of Black Flame back before."
“She may be suspicious, but she will keep the useful things.
A greedy monster who will not refuse tempting prey because of any risks. We're all the same, so I understand her..."
Seeing that the high priest was about to open that person's Facebook, Suzaku's eyes showed fear and he quickly disappeared into the darkness behind the high priest.
If the Heart of Black Flame is the medium, then that book is the source of all their power.
But everyone remembers how terrifying this source of power is...
Suzaku went to Baihu's house after the high priest went to bed.
As soon as he entered, he found Bai Hu lying on the bed, and someone was applying medicine to him.
"Little Suzaku, why are you here?" Bai Hu's nose twitched and he could instantly distinguish the smell of Suzaku.
Without looking back, he waved his hand and asked people to go out.
Suzaku stepped forward, took the ointment from the man's hand, and applied it to the wounds on Bai Hu's body.
But in fact, it doesn't mean much if there is no ointment on this wound, because the white tiger's back is dark, like a patch of black moles, and above the black are all deep and shallow ravines.
However, Suzaku still applied the medicine to him very seriously, "Does it hurt?"
"What does this hurt? It's just a little skin injury." A stream of hot breath came out of the nose of the white tiger mask.
From the back, you can see that at the neck, the white tiger's skin has naturally grown together with the tiger head mask and cannot be separated.
It's like, it's like a person is born with a huge tiger head on his body.
"Little Suzaku, if you have any questions, just ask."
Suzaku paused and asked in a low voice, "Go to Tingfeng City and see September?"
"I haven't seen her, but after asking about her, I heard that she is the proprietress of a dark hotel. It seems that she coaxed Gu Mingshi's grandson into a daze. He really started playing the game of retreating from the world with her.
only……"
Bai Hu sighed again, "The plan failed, and her good life should be gone.
Jiang You is so cunning. He has been guarding against Jiuyue from the beginning to the end. I don't know if he is very clever or not, but his level of caution is simply abnormal.
I doubt she even trusts the people closest to her. "
Suzaku applied ointment to the wounds on Bai Hu's back bit by bit, hesitating whether to speak.
But if he still didn't say anything, he felt a little panicked.
She needed someone to talk to about these fears.
"The high priest..."
"What happened to the high priest?"
"He took out that book again." Suzaku's voice trembled when she thought of the weird human face book. She suppressed her fear several times, but the fear still spread along her bones.
Bai Hu, who looked indifferent just now, was silent, and his moist nose twitched slightly.
The last time the high priest took out this book, it was Hope Base and No. 9 City who joined forces to attack Dawn Tower.
That time, he and Qinglong lost their faces forever, peeled off their facial features, and completely integrated with the mask, gaining even more power.
This time, who is it?
Suzaku, or Xuanwu?
Bai Hu smiled calmly, trying his best to make his voice gentle.
"Little Suzaku, are you scared?"
"I'm not afraid of this mask, I'm just...a little afraid of pain, so I want to find you to get some medicine, just in case...you know, the high priest's skills are not very good, it hurts.
If it is Xuanwu, I will give Xuanwu anesthetic.
If it were me, I would use it myself. "
Bai Hu, "Have you ever thought about what if the high priest chooses you two at the same time?"
"Oh, yes, what if it's two people." Suzaku's small voice came from the mask, "Then...can you please give me two doses of medicine?"
She suppressed her fear and tried to look brave.
"Look, it would be great if we had a master of surgery here. Face transplantation is painless. In fact, if you think about it, it's similar to plastic surgery. Didn't many people in the past have plastic surgery for beauty? There's nothing to be afraid of."
Her words were a little incoherent, and she didn't know whether she was talking to Bai Hu or herself.
Compared with the owners of various buildings, the four high priests have stronger abilities.
No, to be precise, the other three priests are powerful.
Suzaku has almost no offensive capabilities, she is just the shadow of the high priest.
Qinglong is the absolute number one combat force of Dawn Tower and is in charge of the armed forces of Dawn Tower.
White Tiger's combat power is second to Qinglong's, and he is responsible for running attacks. He has made countless hostile bases in Dawn Tower cry for mercy. There are not many places where he can suffer, and Longshan is the second one.
The god Xuanwu appears and disappears, and it is said that he is helping the high priest find a new entrance to the abyss.
Any one of these three people can attack a medium-sized base alone.
On the way back, Suzaku carefully hid the medicine and waited for the high priest to summon him.
Even in her dreams at night, she dreamed that she had been skinned, and her bloody head was put directly on the Suzaku mask. She watched helplessly as her flesh and blood grew together with the Suzaku head mask, and the thin mycelium penetrated into her skin and The five senses are inseparable...
I had nightmares all night long.
I spent several days in a state of uneasiness.
Finally, she accepted the fact that she was about to merge and was ready for it.
But a few days later, she saw Xuanwu who was summoned back.
He knelt in the main hall against the light, and prostrated on the ground devoutly, "Thank you to the high priest for this!"
The tension in Suzaku's heart finally broke, but at the same time, even greater fear surged into his heart.
The high priest was weak, his hands were shaking slightly, and he could no longer hold the knife.
The crescent-shaped stone knife was put into her hand.
The high priest said, "Suzaku, come..."
Xuanwu took off the Xuangui mask, revealing his young face.
He held the black turtle mask in front of him and looked at Suzaku with a smile, "Little Suzaku, please."
Suzaku looked at the high priest desperately, but the high priest had already turned his back.
She looked at the empty Xuanwu head mask again. Inside the empty mask, many white hyphae began to grow along the skin at some point. Those hyphae were like countless tentacles, exploring the air lightly.
Xuanwu, who took off his mask, was just a young man in his early twenties, even with a boyish look on his face.
He is only a few years older than me.
Suzaku's pupils trembled violently, and he wanted to refuse, but his hand refused to obey and took the stone knife.
She suddenly felt that all this was so cruel... Each of them was like a lonely boat carried by the rapids, involuntarily going with the waves. From soul to body, they were irresistibly losing themselves.