After a short time, Cangyue led Furukawa through a mysterious mist, bid farewell to the land of beautiful mountains and rivers, and came to the blood-colored purgatory.

It turns out that there is a place connected to purgatory, but it is hidden in the fog all the year round, and it is difficult to detect.

Although he entered purgatory, there was an atmosphere of resentment and hatred, but this place was still different from the place where Furukawa came in before.

Furukawa was very curious, and asked, "Senior, I don't know how big this purgatory is. ”

Cangyue replied thoughtlessly: "It's not big, it's not small." The tone was extremely perfunctory, and it was obvious that the mind was not here.

He was still thinking about the change in Furukawa's body just now, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Furukawa was bored with himself, and found that Cangyue was preoccupied, but he no longer bothered, just looked around casually.

This place is more like an execution ground, very spacious, surrounded by red brick broken walls, broken chains and abandoned bones.

The axes and broadswords used for decapitation, and the knives and daggers used for Ling Chi were thrown haphazardly on the ground, rusty.

I saw a torture frame standing in the center, the whole body was made of 10,000 years of ice, even if it was separated by a few meters, Furukawa could still feel the biting cold, the slightest bit drilled into the bones, the blood seemed to be frozen, the flow rate gradually slowed down, and before he could breathe, Furukawa's lips were already secretly purple.

Cangyue ignored Furukawa's state, walked straight in front of the torture rack, and beckoned to Furukawa: "Come on, your tailor-made." ”

Furukawa was speechless for a while, what is tailor-made, I always feel that the old man Cangyue has been weird recently.

Walking to the torture rack, Furukawa was startled, gasped, and took a few steps back.

Although Furukawa is not very experienced, he also has some experience, and there are many disasters along the way, and he has been imprisoned and abused, and his psychological quality is also strong, so it stands to reason that there should be fewer things in this world that can make Furukawa like this.

Furukawa pointed to the torture rack with one hand, turned his head to look at Cangyue, and couldn't say all his words: "This, this, this... "There was a stomach in my heart: tailor-made for you big-headed ghost, what kind of thing is this.

Cangyue was still expressionless, as before, with a lot of worries.

It turned out that there were people on the torture rack, and Furukawa and the two came from behind the torture rack, and were blocked by the pillar that tied people in the middle.

There is a human body hanging on the torture rack, the reason why it is said to be a human body is because this person has no head, and the dust on the frame is thick, I don't know that he has been trapped here for thousands of years, but there is still blood foaming from the beheading place, if he continues to blood for thousands of years, it is really too terrifying.

This person is sturdy, his body is unusually strong, and the pimples on his body are not like ordinary muscles, but like armor, with sharp edges and corners, clear lines, and a dark blue color. He holds a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right.

Furukawa wondered how it was possible for a prisoner in this world to carry a weapon to the execution ground.

When he looked closely, he found that it was not like that, the shield and axe were not his weapons, but a part of his body, and the connection was flesh and blood.

In other words, he has no hands, the shield is left, and the axe is right.

What is even more frightening is that this man was not tied to the torture rack, but nailed to it.

His limbs were spread out, like a wild goose spreading its wings, and four swords ran out of his arms and calves, and were deeply inserted into the shelf behind him, and what was even more terrifying was that a spear penetrated through his chest, and there was a faint light around him, as if it had the power to suppress the seal.

What a terrible creature, or what a terrible sin it committed, that the torturer should be so jealous and hateful, and imprisoned here in such a way?

Seeing this, Furukawa's always hard heart was a little touched, and he couldn't bear it.

Suddenly, the body shook, and although the movement was extremely slight, it was still sensed by Furukawa.

Furukawa's face changed, he took a step back, and surprise and fear melted into his words: "He's not dead!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Cang Yue, hoping that he could give an explanation.

Cang Yue's face was expressionless, and his face was solemn: "He was already dead." ”

Furukawa realized something: "What do you mean by 'original'?"

"You woke him up. ”

Furukawa looked panicked and hesitated: "What are you talking about?。。。。 What is it that I am awakened to ... I didn't do anything... Don't frame you. ”

At the end, Furukawa's voice became more and more faint, and in the end, he could only see his lips moving, but he didn't hear the sound.

Furukawa didn't believe it, but was defeated by Cangyue's eyes.

Cangyue looked at him like this, like she was looking at a stranger she never knew, pursed her lips, and her old eyes became cloudy.

Gu Chuan was furious by Cang Yue's eyes, and his heart became inexplicably empty, and he even subconsciously asked himself: "Did I really wake him up?"

Furukawa glanced at the body again, the previous fear was gone, and he even felt inexplicably cordial, as if the old people were reunited, and they met friends in a foreign country, and they felt depressed for a moment.

"What's his name?" Furukawa reached out to touch the scar on his body, his movements so gentle that he seemed to be teasing his own cat, and the brownish-black in his pupils gradually replaced by purple-red.

The wind rose in the closed place for no reason, and Furukawa's clothes were blown up, flying in the air, and rattling.

Furukawa stood there like this, with a majesty on his body, and the surroundings seemed to have darkened.

"Don't be like this, Furukawa wake up!" Seeing this, Cangyue was shocked, panicked, and rushed towards Furukawa, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't use the slightest strength, and the most surprising thing was that Cangyue didn't stand firm when he pounced, and almost fell.

Looking closely, his legs trembled like playing a lute, as if he had seen the most feared thing in his life.

"Noise!" Furukawa waved his left hand, and Cangyue was directly blocked from the distance, and the powerful coercion made him kneel hard, and the ground was smashed into a depression by his knee.

Gu Chuan was still caressing the body, and muttered in his mouth: "Ask the surname for the first time, and call the name to remember the old appearance." I seem to remember you, what is your name. ”

The body actually trembled violently, making a buzzing sound, and the torture rack seemed to be pulled up in place, shaking off countless iron dust.

Furukawa faintly heard the cry.

"Master, you have not forgotten me, master! "It was like on an ancient battlefield, when the barbarians beat the drums of war, and the cry was like thunder, coming from the headless man's body.

"How could I have forgotten you, you are... Furukawa spoke softly and smiled evilly.

"Loyalty runs through the day, and he relies on Canghao. Master, I'm Hao. ”

"Hmmm... Hao, I remember, the iron-blooded warrior under the throne of the deity. ”

"Yes, master, I know that you are immortal and immortal. Now that you have returned, we too can kill the heavens, shame on you, master, and those people are waiting for you to return with you, waiting for you to take us back to rule the heavens and the earth. Hao's voice was pious and fanatical, like a careerist expressing his feelings and making great achievements.

"Furukawa, no!" Cangyue had broken through the pressure at this time and forcibly rushed over, as if to wake up Furukawa.

Gu Chuan was unmoved, but said lightly: "Cangyue, don't forget your identity, don't you dare to kill you?"

Although the tone was indifferent, Cang Yue heard a thick murderous intent, only to feel a coldness soaking into the bone marrow and freezing the heart.

Cangyue hurriedly knelt down, and Cheng bowed his head to admit his mistake: "The criminal minister Cangyue sees the emperor, please be gracious to the emperor." ”

Furukawa smiled slightly, ignored him, just turned his head to the other place, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers, and saw the distant future: "This heaven and earth, I will definitely take it back, but not now." "It seems that a prairie fire has been ignited in his eyes, and it is like a cold rain, snow and frost.

Cangyue was already sweating all over her body at this time, and her face was bitter.