When he took off his clothes, he found that the cross-shaped pendant hanging on his chest had been stained with his blood, and the left arm, which had a big wound, had recovered as before, and the so-called scars could not be seen at all, which made Su Mingyue a little incomprehensible for a while.

Could it be that I have become the chosen one mentioned in the notebook? This kind of self-healing ability is impossible for ordinary people to do, although Su Mingyue has completely believed what is said in the notebook at this moment, but after all, it is a strange world, and he still wants to confirm it.

After making up her mind, Su Mingyue held the cross-shaped pendant in her hand again and recited one of the spells in her notebook.

“Draw your sword！”

This time was different from the last time, something magical happened, the dazzling golden light bloomed from the cross-shaped pendant with the recitation of Su Mingyue's incantation, and almost instantly, it turned into an ancient long sword, and at the same time, he also felt a warm power flowing in his body, it seems that this is the legendary wish power.

The sword is three feet long and two fingers wide, and in addition to an inverse lightning symbol, there are two ancient seals engraved on the hilt, and these two ancient seals are the name of the sword, Tianxuan.

At this moment, Su Mingyue's heart was extremely excited, but he soon calmed down, since everything in the notebook is real, what level am I at now?

In the face of unknown things, even Su Mingyue, who was seriously ill in the second year, couldn't help but be full of doubts, this is not a joke, don't rush over, people don't save themselves, then it's a lot of fun!

Originally, Su Mingyue wanted to call his father to ask about the situation, but the ghost knew that Su Zihua sent a text message first, and the content of the text message was as off-line and unreliable as ever, believe in yourself?

If it weren't for Su Mingyue being Su Zihua's son and knowing his father's speaking routine, the ghost would believe this kind of serious nonsense!

Whatever, it's impossible for a father to hurt his son, right? These seventeen years can't be raised for nothing and let me die, right? Unless I'm not my own, right?

Su Mingyue didn't know what a big flag he had set for himself while convincing himself, but none of this mattered, time was precious, saving people was important!

According to the spell in the notebook, Su Mingyue cast one of the pink diaries given to him by He Fang, "Tracking!"

As the incantation was pronounced, a plain butterfly flew out of the diary, and then slowly flew in one direction, Su Mingyue reduced Tianxuan into a pendant and followed closely behind.

The torrential rain was still falling, lightning swept through the sky from time to time, and the dark clouds became thicker, even though it was only noon, but it felt like night.

Su Mingyue held an umbrella and followed the plain butterfly embodied by the spell to Central Park, and the moment he saw the small lake in Central Park, a strong sense of déjà vu suddenly enveloped his heart, and the fragmentary pictures in his dream flashed in his mind, as if he was about to recall!

However, at this moment, all the fragments of the picture suddenly disappeared, as if there was an invisible hand interfering in the dark, not allowing him to remember all the fragments of those dreams.

Su Mingyue shook her head violently, leaving this sense of déjà vu far behind, because the plain butterfly had disappeared over the central lake, which meant that this was the illusion node where He Fang's soul was.

“Real world!”

As Su Mingyue's incantation was recited, the huge central lake was boiling over!

"Roar!"

"Sonorous!"

The world began to become distorted, the sky seemed to be divided, the thick dark clouds strangely turned crimson and changed shapes crazily, terrifying roars, the sound of chains breaking free, carrying endless despair like a wave towards Su Mingyue!

"Wow!" A claw full of scales was raised high from the boiling lake, and with a terrible roar, a monster five meters tall and covered with bone spurs appeared in front of Su Mingyue.

Scarlet eyes, rotting wings, and hideous bone spurs protruding from every joint, sharp and twisted, devilish faces unleashing the most primitive and deepest despair!

And above the monster's head, there is a gallows with an ancient ritual as if to judge an angel, and the girl tied to this gallows is He Fang, who is asleep!

Su Mingyue stared at this monster whose body was boiling with dark flames and exuding instinctive despair, and an emotion called fear was not controlled by him at all, and it turned over in his heart! He tried hard to stand up straight, and his weak will power flowed wildly in his body against the storm of negative emotions released by the undead!

“Draw your sword！”

From the moment he pulled out Tianxuan, Su Mingyue completely overcame the fear in his heart, but the undead would not give Su Mingyue time to pose and familiarize himself with the role of the Chosen One, the undead's spiritual power fluctuations were at least B-level peaks, its speed was incredible, with infinite flames and sharp bone spurs, it slammed towards Su Mingyue, with Su Mingyue's only F-level strength level, there was no time to dodge.

The huge force blasted Su Mingyue away, smashed a rockery fiercely, and the blood was spit out by Su Mingyue as if she didn't want money, saying that she believed that her world existed because of me? There is a big-headed ghost!

Su Mingyue's consciousness quickly blurred, the vitality was passing rapidly, the weak wish power had basically been dispersed by the violent spiritual power, and the despair and fear at this moment were like lead blocks, making Su Mingyue's body unable to move because of the constant spasms of pain.

The monster roared mockingly at Su Mingyue, and the turquoise flames swept towards him with strong spiritual fluctuations.

"How dare a little F-class Chosen One provoke the majesty of my Glerior, hum, lowly worm, you can never comprehend how delicious a girl's most sincere and passionate emotions are!"

Su Mingyue, who was buried in the flames, vaguely heard the monster's mockery, but the strong burning sensation did not allow him to react too much, his clear eyes were already dimmed, and his dark pupils were gradually dilating, at the moment when he was about to completely lose his life, he did not complain about Su Zihua's text message that the dead were not worth their lives, and what was reading in his mind at this moment was the content of He Fang's diary.

Su Mingyue looked at the last thing He Fang left him, the fire of life was already extremely weak, and when he was dying, he seemed to see a girl smiling at him, and then, his world was completely dark.

The little girl stood in the central park of the real world, holding Hello Kitty in her left hand and a piece of chocolate in her right hand and eating it in small bites.

She couldn't enter the sealed land, so she could only stand here at this moment, even if she knew that Su Mingyue was about to die completely......