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Chapter 31 26. The Shadow of Karaka (Weakened Version)

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    Guangcheng couldn't take it anymore, curled up on the ground and cried, his body twitching uncontrollably.

    His tear-stained face was rubbed with old dust, wet and cracked at the same time, and the mixed soil decorated him with the vicissitudes of the old man.

    The most painful cries in the world come from newborn babies and mourning relatives, and no one can tell which state the child lying on the ground is closer to at this moment, even the wisest wise man.

    Someone brushed his face, intending to wipe away his sadness.  But that person is neither the elf queen who is beautiful enough to glow, nor the blond goddess who symbolizes light.

    "It's a ghost."

    The voice of darkness whispered to Guangcheng, and countless bugs crawled into his skull through his ears, telling him the truth of the world softly.

    "They are ghosts, get out, get out!"

    "Guangcheng, wait a minute!"

    The voice behind him was thrown away, Guangcheng just kept rushing down, the door is there, the exit is there, if you take that step, the darkness will be burned, and the light will return to the earth - mistakes will also be washed away  .

    "Don't go out! Don't be fooled by it! Don't open that door!"

    Be cheated?  By whom?  What are you being lied to?  open the door?  He had to open the door to get out It was the hateful ghost that brought him in, and he was innocent, but now he had to have blood on his hands.

    Guangcheng couldn't wait to knock the door open, but his rushing steps were stopped.

    "Hey, Guangcheng? I've finally found you. How did you make it look like this? Did you reincarnate into a small flower pot?"

    It was Li Junying, still speaking in an incongruous tone.

    Guangcheng glanced back, only the endless, endless darkness and piercing screams, as if some kind of soul-touching objects were constantly colliding.  Looking back, Li Junying was in front of him.

    "What are you doing here?" Guangcheng exhaled, he didn't even leave now, or took advantage of this moment to catch his breath.

    "What do you do? I'm going to Mushroom Top. You're so mysterious, you still ask me what I do."

    Guangcheng looked at him, but Guangcheng was not sure.

    Which one is the good one?  Which one is the bad guy again?  Even if they have the same appearance, do they have to be the same person?

    Now Guangcheng only has distrust in his heart, not for Li Junying, but for the whole world.  They were all false, yet they made him cry.

    Old songs rang in his ears, people sang and danced around the fire, and he seemed to be standing on the firewood, bearing the consequences of being burned.  Fang died standing on his feet, howling bitterly to pull him closer to the fireworks-

    Guangcheng staggered, this time there was nothing under his feet.  He felt cold, and the sky was getting dark, as if there were dark clouds blocking the sun just like "that day".

    Don't talk about intuition or weird metaphysics, Guangcheng just feels very bad at the moment.  There was a chill all over him, because he couldn't figure out where his sister meant to go back when she said "go back".

    Guangcheng looked around and squeezed in between a bunch of uncles and aunts: "Dad, have you seen Guanghong?"

    Guang Dad is obviously drunk now, when he speaks, his hand movements are very large, and the volume of his voice has also increased a lot.  He grabbed Guangcheng and said, "Haha, this is my dog. I don't know where he went just nowCome on, Guangcheng, say hello to the elders?"

    Guangcheng shook off him, feeling that he couldn't find anything here, so he just slipped away.  I only heard the people behind say: "Don't mind, my little boy is afraid of strangers. This problem has not changed since he was a child, and he doesn't look like me at all."

    Then there was another chat and laugh.

    The other hand grabbed Guangcheng again from one side: "Guangcheng? It's really you, Guangcheng! I didn't see you just now, so I thought you weren't here."

    The red hair has been replaced by the new black, but Guangcheng can still recognize this person at a glance.

    Li Junying grew a little taller than before, about a fist taller than Guangcheng, but his face remained unchanged.  The most eye-catching thing is the bandage on his hand, from the wrist to the armpit.

    "You, what are you? I heard people say that you went home to recuperate." Guangcheng wanted to say that he looked like he had gone home to recuperate, and it was an injury that hadn't healed yet.

    "Yes! But I'm worried. Now that I'm back, I've become even stronger!" Li Junying was still in high spirits when he spoke, and Guangcheng couldn't find anything wrong just from the outside. If he had to say it, he could only say that he was too energetic.

    Guangcheng quickly frowned and asked him: "What are you doing here? You don't seem to meet the qualifications, do you?"?

    "I'm here to look for you." Li Junying pulled Guangcheng over, and pulled out a wooden stick from his sleeve.  The wooden strip was transformed by his hand, and the two ends were ejected and stuck to the main body, forming a bow without strings.

    This kind of thing looks like a cool toy rather than a useful weapon. Guangcheng glanced at Li Junying again, and it was obvious that this person would not care about these things.  What he said, it seems to make sense not to rest at home and come to show off his new toy?

    "I'll take it after I finish reading it!" Li Junying continued to say mysteriously, "Of course I came here for you. You can understand it as a blessing from God."

    Guangcheng originally didn't want to pay too much attention to it, but when he heard Li Junying's words, a certain nerve in him was touched.  It was as if, the plan that everyone knew about that involved him was really known by everyone except him.

    Guangcheng could no longer keep calm, those pictures were still flashing in his mind, many of them were repetitive and contradictory, and he could no longer tell which ones were real and which ones were false.

    He grabbed Li Junying by the collar and pushed him against the wall: "What are you planning? I don't care about my feelings anymore, but if you still want to find me, don't involve my sister."

    "Hey, wait, what are you talking about!" Li Junying obviously didn't struggle hard enough, just making Guangcheng unable to hurt him.  But even in this kind of contest, Guangcheng also noticed the changes in Li Junying¡ªhis strength had greatly increased.

    At first glance, Gong Guangcheng thought it was weird, but now it seems that Li Junying might really be able to pull it.

    Guangcheng let go of him, looked around and no one was paying attention to them, and said in a low voice, "Who did you practice that bow for?"

    "Me? I am for myself!" Li Junying spoke with a sense of pride.

    "I mean to knock down who?"

    "That's right, the bald man who wanted to grab your things, I thought you didn't want to mention Hey, don't, you won't cry, right? Isn't he beaten away anyway? The big man is indomitable"

    "I know." Guangcheng interrupted him. Anyway, Li Junying couldn't say much after that. He was obviously not good at persuading people.

    Guangcheng didn't know why he was crying, his body just reacted instinctively, and his mood, which had been unable to calm down, suddenly became calm.  He couldn't see anything now, except for the banquet in front of him, and the noise caused by the crowd.

    Just a voice appeared next to his ear, this time it was no longer a pressing threat, but a soothing voice:

    "Guangcheng, you are a member of the Guang family, don't be afraid of him."

    Guangcheng looked in that direction, and saw beside King Ting, the queen wearing a laurel wreath and a long white dress, nodding and smiling at him¡ªhe may have been observed for a long time.

    I said before that if someone reads this story, I will write a sequel. A few days ago, when I was thinking about the follow-up plot changes, I thought of the name "Shadow of Karaka".  Like the one whose name cannot be spoken, the darkness that shrouds the world.

    However, it is really difficult to feel that I can write two books at the same time, after all, one is already slow enough.  Anyway, "Justice" will not stop, and I think too much about the follow-up content.  In general, it is better to take a step at a time, a person who even has to think about what to eat the next morning was persuaded in this way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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