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It doesn't have any complicated thoughts, it's simple and simple, and it's not its fault that it has never been out of the cemetery, but it blames itself for it, which makes Mo Xuan feel guilty and distressed.

"It's okay, I don't blame you, it's just right, you haven't been here, I haven't been here either, let's just break through together. Mo Xuan rubbed the little guy's head with pity and said with a smile.

"Woo ......"

The little fat dog's pure big eyes looked at Mo Xuan, as if asking, really don't blame me?

Mo Xuan understood its meaning, smiled and wiped it with his forehead, and said, "Naturally, I won't blame you, we are good friends and good partners......

Friends, partners......

Hearing these two words, the little fat dog was stunned, and just looked at Mo Xuan, as if he couldn't react.

After a long time, it nodded fiercely, and affectionately stuck out its tongue and licked Mo Xuan's chin and neck.

This little guy was clean, without the slightest impurities, and licked Mo Xuan endlessly.

"Huh...... Okay, okay, let's get down to business first, and then make a fuss when it's resolved!" Mo Xuan smiled and rubbed the little fat dog, letting it slowly become honest.

Under Mo Xuan's comfort, the little fat dog became happy again, lying on Mo Xuan's shoulder, relaxed and comfortable.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Mo Xuan felt that with this little guy by his side, he was not so depressed in this city of bones!

In the midst of such chatter, Mo Xuan suddenly felt that someone was looking at him, and his gaze was extremely cold.

Mo Xuan couldn't help but look up, and then when he saw something, he couldn't help but tremble.

I saw that in front of him, a corpse suddenly hung on one of the two stone pillars, and it appeared so suddenly, without warning, and it was extremely weird.

Mo Xuan wiped his eyes fiercely, and finally convinced that he was not mistaken, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He clearly remembered that there were no corpses here before, not even ropes, how could there be corpses suspended?

But now, how did a corpse pop out of nowhere? It's a little weird.

Mo Xuan didn't notice this change at all, he was just communicating with the little fat dog, and he didn't see it until now.

Looking at the hanging corpse with a solemn face, Mo Xuan felt weird no matter how he looked at it.

"...... Thousands of Dollars"

Under Mo Xuan's gaze, suddenly, a hoarse and ugly strange cry came out of the mouth of the hanging corpse, and the closed eyes also opened instantly.

This startling change directly frightened Mo Xuan staggered back a few steps, his scalp was about to explode, his chest was almost frightened out in one breath, and his black head stood upside down.

On his shoulder, the little fat dog was also curled up in fright, and his hair stood on end, like a hedgehog.

"This ...... What the hell is this......"

Mo Xuan's legs trembled and he stepped back, away from the stone pillar and plaque, and couldn't help but mutter.

On the stone pillar, a smile seemed to appear on the miserable white face of the hanging corpse, and the eyes without eyeballs were round open, and black blood flowed down and slipped down the face.

This scene became more and more weird the more you looked at it, and there was a faint sound of crows chirping all around, but Mo Xuan didn't even see the shadow of half a crow.

"Woo ......"

The yin wind howled, like a ghost crying wolf, and the rolling white mist rolled endlessly, gradually obscuring the cemetery.

Mo Xuan ran away, not daring to turn back at all, and after a long while, he finally stayed away from the cemetery, and then he was relieved to stop and take a breather.

He had palpitations on his face, even if he left the cemetery, he still had a hair in his heart.

"Calm down, calm down, you have to be calm......" Mo Xuan gasped as he kept saying to himself.

In this kind of Jedi, only calmness can have a chance of survival, otherwise you will definitely die.

It was precisely because of this understanding that Mo Xuan kept adjusting his state, and after a while, he finally regained his composure.

"Woo ......"

The little fat dog curled up in a ball, revealing two large eyes at this time, scanning the surroundings vigilantly and fearfully.

Mo Xuan also looked in all directions, he now that he had completely stepped into the city, and he was walking on the ancient road of the City of Bones at this moment.

The ancient road is paved with bluestone slabs, leaving mottled traces on it, and it is extremely ancient.

In all directions, there are no buildings such as attics, all of them are bronze ancient halls, most of which have rust and seem to be about to decay and disappear.

Each bronze ancient hall is incomparably magnificent, located in all directions, and its heyday should have the atmosphere of the heavenly palace.

Looking around, Mo Xuan was very afraid of these bronze ancient palaces, and he didn't dare to approach them easily.

After identifying the direction, he followed the ancient path, intending to reach the gates of the City of Bones and leave the hellish place.

Mo Xuan thought of it and did it, and moved quickly, saving himself from stopping in place and seeing something ominous.

In this way, he walked on the ancient road, the mist covered all directions, and his figure shuttled through the mist, as if he was about to be lost.

An eerie and eerie atmosphere permeated Mo Xuan's body, and his gaze was always on the bronze ancient palace he had passed.

Now, almost all the ancient halls are closed, and there is not the slightest gap.

Although he was very curious about what was in the ancient hall, Mo Xuan didn't dare to break in, that was not bold, that was not afraid of death, and went to find death!

"God forbid, let me find a way out......" Mo Xuan looked extremely nervous as he walked forward cautiously.

He didn't know anything about this place, so he could only rely on his own judgment, slowly groping around, looking for a way out.

There are countless ancient halls, Mo Xuan avoided approaching as much as possible, and all of them bypassed!

The fog was thick, and the outline of the temple in the distance loomed, and gradually, Mo Xuan began to see the corpses on the ancient road, all of them died peacefully, as if they were asleep, lying in all corners.

Some of the corpses still maintain the posture they had before they were alive, or carrying a flat pole, or carrying a rice bowl, or playing and playing......

It seems that these are ordinary people, and it is conceivable that the original appearance of this place should be extremely prosperous and lively, just like the downtown streets today.

It's just that all the prosperity has now turned into loess, and all the old people have turned into corpses at this moment.

Walking on such an ancient road, Mo Xuan's heart was beating for a while, and he was cautious to the extreme, his nerves were tense, for fear that a certain corpse next to him would suddenly jump up.

It is not surprising that he has this kind of worry, as the so-called once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, and the terrifying scene he experienced outside the cemetery made him still a little afraid.

In this way, Mo Xuan reminded him to cross the ancient road with fear, and after some twists and turns, suddenly, he stopped!

I saw him staring at the front with a terrifying expression, and among the countless corpses, there was an ancient coffin, covered with red paint, which was a little trembling red.

"Woo ......"

The little fat dog barked at this time, as if sensing the slightest hint of something, and one of its ears stood up high.

"You...... What did you hear?" Seeing the little fat dog pricking up his ears, Mo Xuan couldn't help but ask.

The little chubby dog nodded, his big eyes flashing with panic and fear.

Mo Xuan frowned, and listened carefully.

At first, Mo Xuan didn't hear anything, but soon, his expression moved, and he heard a burst of singing.

Someone singing here?

This immediately made Mo Xuan's eyes freeze, and his ears pricked up, wanting to listen carefully.

Gradually, the singing became clearer and clearer, making Mo Xuan really creepy.

The song is melodious, coming from nowhere, although it is beautiful, but it exudes a strange feeling.

This song is a woman's voice, and just listening to it seems to be able to see the wonderful posture of a peerless beauty.

Mo Xuan listened to this song and felt the vicissitudes of life, as if this song did not exist in the present, but was transmitted from the ancient past.

Therefore, Mo Xuan couldn't judge the source of the sound, it seemed to be everywhere, and it seemed to be only around.

In the huge city of bones, such a melodious singing voice suddenly appeared, how strange it was, it made Mo Xuan's heart beat rapidly.

"It's better not to listen to it......" Mo Xuan faintly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly closed his ears.

However, this move is useless, and the soul that this song can transmit cannot be separated no matter what.

After this, Mo Xuan's face was very solemn, and he immediately walked quickly, wanting to leave as soon as possible to see if he could get rid of this strange and melodious singing.

But when he took a step, he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and every step was extremely difficult.

At the same time, a thick mist enveloped him, and the haze turned by these dead gases seemed to turn into water at this moment, flowing on this ancient road.

And Mo Xuan was now like he was stuck in the river, his feet stuck in the mud at the bottom of the river.

This made Mo Xuan's heart cool for a while, and when he raised his head suddenly, there was now a mist in front of him, flowing like water, and the vermilion coffin had disappeared.

"Boom la la ......"

The mist was like water, surging towards Mo Xuan, and gradually, a smeared red color bloomed in the forefront, and the mist came to the face.

The white mist seemed to turn into blood in an instant, rolling in, but it did not contain the slightest trace of blood.

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

When the fog was all scarlet, a cry came from the end of the river of fog.

It sounded like it wasn't one person crying, but a group of people, extremely sad, and the crying was heartbreaking.

With the sound of crying, paper cutouts began to appear in Mo Xuan's sight, flowing down the river of scarlet mist.

There are countless paper-cuts, all of which are hideous ghosts, like laughing but not laughing, crying but not crying, weird to the extreme.

As the paper-cutting floated in, Mo Xuan's crying became louder and louder, as if thousands of people were crying, noisy, combined with the ancient melodious singing, Mo Xuan's head felt like it was about to explode.

Countless paper-cuts floated past Mo Xuan, like paper money, and that eerie feeling made Mo Xuan's pupils freeze.

Mo Xuan had a hard time moving, so he could only look at the end of the Foggy River and try to calm himself.

Gradually, in the grimace cutouts, something new appeared!