Mu Xuehu looked at Qianqiu Yi, who was still asleep on the bed, and had a headache, oh my God, why did he die like this? It turned out to be such a big thing, especially ...... When I finally fell unconscious.

Mu Xuehu squinted his eyes, and carefully touched the ink moon chain on his wrist, he was already familiar with every pattern on the ink moon chain, and the role of the ink moon chain was only known to be used as a storage chain so far, but there was no secret realm or anything like that.

It was strange, if it was just a storage chain, then the figure of the man he saw before he fell unconscious...... What's going on?

A man dressed in white but covered with black spiritual power, no, black magic, with flowing hair, phoenix eyes and handsome eyebrows, a touch of evil at the corner of his mouth, his face was as cold as ice, and the whole person should be called a demon, which seems to be real and illusory. Beauty, although this word is a little strange to use on men, it can only be described in such one word.

The man carried an ink-colored long sword on his back, if it was said to be the Moyang sword, it was a bit far-fetched, because the evil aura of the sword was mixed with tyranny, and there was no meaning of warmth, but although the Moyang sword was tyrannical, it was not at such extremes.

In particular, the man also has a Moyue chain on his wrist, but only this thing Mu Xuehu can see most clearly, and gritted his teeth the most, he was pulled into this world without revenge in his previous life, and experienced these ghostly and non-human things, it is really ...... It's infuriating, too.

I can't help but wonder if there really is such a thing as Heavenly Dao in this world, right?

The ink lotus mark on the waist was even more tearing pain, Mu Xuehu lifted the corner of his clothes, and looked at the ink lotus mark on his waist flashing black light, the surrounding skin and tendons were exposed, the meridians were twisted, and the entire muscle was dark purple, and the ink lotus was spreading little by little with the surging of blood and veins, and now it ...... Mo Lian's pattern has covered half of her body.

At this rate, sooner or later it will spread to the face. Mu Xuehu put down his clothes and thought.

The ink lotus mark was carried in the previous life, once this mark met someone who really treated him well, when he relied on or trusted that person, he would begin to feel a faint pain, and when he met Su Yun and Mu Huahua in the previous life, he didn't know about it, and the result was ...... Including his younger brother, all died.

When he met his companion, it was also painful, but he didn't care, and as a result, everyone died, and he was the only one left. And all of them died because of him.

So when faced with Huanyue...... will be such a gaffe. Because, he will definitely kill Yu Yue.

Mu Xuehu sighed slightly, closed and recuperated, and for some reason, now he looked at everyone, everyone would have gray, red and black silk threads, entangled around those people's bodies, disappearing from time to time, and I don't know what it was. I can only guess for the time being that this is everyone's luck.

Before Mu Xuehu opened his eyes, he was shaken violently by the old lady who rushed into the room, and almost fell to the ground without sitting firmly, between which the old lady looked nervous, holding a thick cloak and a strange mask in her hand, watching her eyes open, she quickly put these things on her body. Is this going to make him coss Tangmen?

Mu Xuehu only felt that for a moment, he was wrapped in a mummy-like thing, or a mummy with a big fat doll mask on his face. Then, there was a gust of wind in front of him, and Qianqiu Yi, who was lying on the bed, was not spared, and his heart was silently balanced.

Immediately after the back sank, Mu Xuehu felt dizzy in front of his eyes, his feet were weak and he almost fell to his knees, and then a steel ball-like thing was stuffed into his mouth, and the old grandmother said with a stern expression: "Child, don't take off these things, and don't spit out or swallow this steel ball...... Otherwise, it will be absolutely impossible for you and your wife on your back to get out of here again...... It's absolutely impossible to go out again. ”

Mu Xuehu's right eye jumped a few times, and a bad premonition permeated her heart, and then she watched the old grandmother from a different background pull herself to the table quickly, let herself write strange symbols in strange words, and then warned herself to go to a cellar, not to come out for four hours, let alone take off these clothes.

And then...... Then he turned into a handful in front of himself...... A handful of ...... Sand.

Mu Xuehu only felt a chill rising from his back, and his hands holding Qianqiu Yi on his back trembled, and his scalp began to go numb......

Oh, my God!! Did he meet a ghost!! Mu Xuehu didn't think much about it anymore, and hurriedly jumped into the cellar and quietly began to count the ants on the ground......

And then the ants also turned into ...... in an instant Sand.

Oh, my God...... It's scary here!!

Don't...... It's true...... At the end of life, there is only a handful of sand left......

Originally...... Fairy tales aren't all lies