mtl008 Chapter 205 lingering fears
Chapter 205 lingering fears
His face, which had always radiated confidence and charm, now seemed drained of all life, becoming incredibly haggard. Especially the corners of his mouth, which usually held a faint smile, now drooped limply like a puppet with its strings cut, devoid of any life.
His lips, once rosy and lustrous, now seemed to have been ravaged by a long, cold winter, long since lost their former vibrant color. They now took on a chilling grayish-white hue, like the devastation left behind by a horrific disaster. That grayish-white hue not only evoked a deep sense of despair, but also seemed to foreshadow an irreversible fate of decline.
His face, as if ravaged by the merciless passage of time, appeared incredibly haggard and frail. His skin, once smooth and delicate, was now covered in wrinkles, deep and shallow, like cracks in parched earth, a startling sight. His eye sockets had sunken, his eyes had lost their former brilliance, becoming dull and lifeless, like two fading stars. His lips were pale and trembling, as if even speaking required immense effort. Seeing such a face, one could not help but feel a surge of pity, as if one could sense the suffering and torture he had endured.
Seeing this scene, Fang Congyi's heart sank suddenly, and he cried out inwardly, "Not good!"
At that crucial moment, time seemed to freeze, yet in reality, it was only a fleeting moment. Before anyone could react, before they could even spare a second to think, her figure flashed by like lightning! Like an arrow shot from a fully drawn bowstring, she rushed straight ahead with unparalleled speed and power.
In the blink of an eye, she had reached Lu Yan's location at lightning speed, closing the distance between them to within striking distance. And in that instant, without a moment's hesitation, her movements were fluid and seamless. She swiftly raised her right arm, drawing a graceful arc through the air at a speed that was astonishing, like a raging storm.
The next moment, her fair, slender right hand rested firmly and firmly on Lu Yan's slightly trembling wrist with lightning speed. The entire process was clean, precise, and without any delay or hesitation, as if everything had been carefully calculated and rehearsed.
At that moment, as her fingertips gently touched Lu Yan's skin, an unprecedented feeling struck her nerves like a flash of lightning across the night sky. It was a piercing coldness, like a cold spring from the polar abyss, carrying with it endless chill and mystery.
This icy coldness was like a surging tide, sweeping over her like a tidal wave, completely submerging her. It came so suddenly, without any warning, and so intensely, that Fang Congyi was completely unable to resist it.
She couldn't help but furrow her beautiful brows, a look of deep surprise in her eyes. She wondered inwardly, "How could he be so cold? This is beyond my imagination! Is he hiding some unknown secret? Or has he suffered some special curse or injury?" Countless questions swirled around her mind like snowflakes. And yet, the icy chill continued to penetrate her fingertips, seeming to penetrate her soul and explore the most hidden corners of her heart.
At this crucial moment, everyone's attention was focused on Fang Congyi. His normally stern face was now filled with a solemn and cautious expression, as serious as a general facing the enemy. His eyes, as deep as a pool of water, narrowed slightly, and his gaze shot straight at Lu Yan, not far away, like a sharp arrow, not daring to slack off or lose focus for even a moment.
Then, Fang Cong took a deep breath and slowly extended his right hand. His movements were gentle and slow, as if he were holding a priceless treasure, fearing the slightest mistake and damaging it. When his hand was fully extended, palm facing upward, it rested steadily in the air, motionless.
The next moment, an astonishing scene unfolded! Fang Congyi closed his eyes, his mind focused, and he began to mobilize the pure and rich spiritual energy hidden within his body. As if summoned by some mysterious force, this spiritual energy instantly became active. Like joyful, surging streams, it flowed swiftly through Fang Congyi's intricate meridians, creating gentle ripples wherever it passed.
At that moment, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force and rushed madly towards Fang Congyi's right palm. He looked solemn, his eyes slightly closed, and after taking a deep breath, he began to carefully control this surging and powerful force.
Fang Congyi concentrated on controlling the flow of spiritual energy, allowing it to flow continuously into Lu Yan's body through his palms at a slow yet extremely steady pace beyond ordinary people's imagination. Every trace and every bit of spiritual energy was precisely controlled by him, not daring to make the slightest deviation or mistake.
As time ticked by, everyone was surprised to discover that strands of crystal-clear white light began to slowly emanate from Fang Congyi's palm. These rays, like nimble spirits, danced lightly and silently, immersing themselves in Lu Yan's body. Like magical keys, they gradually unlocked the unknown mysteries hidden within Lu Yan's body...
However, just as that mighty, surging spiritual energy, like a raging sea, swept towards Lu Yan with overwhelming force, everyone stared wide-eyed, holding their breath, waiting to see what would happen next. However, no one expected that the moment this spiritual energy, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, touched Lu Yan's body, something unexpected happened! Lu Yan, who should have been shattered by the impact of this spiritual energy, suddenly began to emit a faint golden light. This light was very weak at first, but as time went on, it became increasingly dazzling, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire space. At the same time, the air around Lu Yan seemed to be affected by some mysterious force, and began to violently distort and fluctuate.