noffsinger Chapter 599 Transformed into human form
Chapter 599 Transformed into human form
Chu Ziyu was so anxious that he was running around in circles.
Now he couldn't even use the simplest telepathic technique, let alone save people.
Seeing that Lin Ci'an's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, he suddenly grabbed the other's sleeve and dragged him to the bed.
(Hold on... please...)
When the moonlight shone through the window paper, Lin Ci'an had already fallen into a coma.
Cold sweat soaked through his clothes, and the blue lines moved under his skin like living things. Chu Ziyu curled up in the crook of his neck, and could feel his body temperature rapidly draining away.
是梦
Lin Ci'an ran in the fog.
In the distance, a snow-white figure appeared and disappeared from time to time. Every time when I was about to catch up, the other party disappeared in the thicker fog.
He couldn't shout out, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he could only watch the white spot gradually fade away.
"Who is he? Why am I so sad?"
“Conventional means can’t save him.”
6872's voice tightened, "Unless..."
"explain."
"Use your divine power to seal the sword energy. Once Lin Ci'an's body is restored to normal, the sword energy will naturally be harmless to him. But the divine power will cause great damage to this body..."
Chu Ziyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and a hint of determination flashed in his amber cat's eyes.
Once used, although it can temporarily restore the strength of its heyday, it will cause irreversible damage to the now fragile demon body.
He closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank to the deepest level. A blue and white halo appeared around the white cat.
"6872, prepare to receive the impact of divine power."
He gave the order in his spiritual consciousness.
The moment the divine power was released, the entire thatched hut was engulfed by white light.
In Lin Ci'an's blurred vision, the little white cat that always curled up in his arms slowly floated into the air. The slender cat body stretched and elongated in the light, and finally turned into a slender human figure.
——The white clothes are whiter than snow, the sleeves are as wide as flowing clouds, and there is a jade token hanging around his waist. It is the person who has appeared in his dreams countless times but he could never remember.
But at this moment, Chu Ziyu's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, with a trickle of blood flowing from his lips. Against his amber eyes, he actually revealed a kind of broken beauty.
His figure was thinner than he remembered, and the outline of his bones was clearly visible under his robe, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
The most frightening thing was his arms - spider-web-like cracks appeared on his skin that was originally as white as jade, like porcelain that was forcibly pieced together and could shatter at any time.
And his fingertips were emitting a faint white light.
His long hair was not tied up, but scattered on his shoulders like ink, but the ends of his hair had a silver halo, as if it had been dyed by moonlight.
A faint golden divine pattern appeared on his forehead, but it was looming due to the lack of demonic power, as if it would disappear at any time.
But at this moment, Chu Ziyu's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his lips.
The backlash from his forced transformation caused his meridians to burst, and his snow-white robes were quickly dyed red.
"Do not talk."
Chu Ziyu knelt on one knee and helped Lin Ci'an up, touching his heart with his bloody finger.
The white light flowed into the young man's body through his fingertips, and violently clashed with the runaway sword energy.
Lin Ci'an suddenly arched his body and let out a painful whimper from his throat.
When the sword energy was forced back by the divine power, he clearly saw spider-web-like cracks appearing on Xuetuan's wrist, like delicate porcelain breaking.
"Just bear with it."
Chu Ziyu's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but his other hand held Lin Ci'an's neck firmly. The white light became brighter and brighter, and the wounds on his body became more and more numerous.
“Boss! It’s almost there.”
When the last trace of sword energy was suppressed, Chu Ziyu finally couldn't hold on and fell forward.
Lin Ci'an subconsciously reached out to catch him, but was shocked to find that the person in his arms was incredibly light, as if only a thin shell was left.
Lin Ci'an stared at him in a daze, feeling as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
"Snow...ball..."