The trunk is uneven, the surface is smooth, emitting a faint dark cyan shimmer, and the few leaves are blue-black, and all of them are concentrated at the top, which at a glance does not look like a small tree, but like a giant bamboo shoot.

There are no branches, only one main trunk, from top to bottom, from thick to thin, about one meter long, if he didn't see all the roots around, Chen Yu would directly think that this is a big bamboo shoot.

The world is so big that there are no surprises. It is not unusual to have such a strange plant, but it is incomprehensible that this little tree can still thrive after being soaked in such a putrid and disgusting liquid, and the leaves of the tree show no signs of decay by the foul-smelling water...... Chen Yu had to marvel at the tenacity of life.

Chen Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and stared, staring at the gray soul.

The water was originally clear and transparent, but when it fell, it turned into a fishy slime, which must have been greasy.

According to common sense, once a person dies unjustly, the soul must have an obsession, that is a persistent resentment, which cannot be diluted with the passage of time.

After more than 1,000 years of accumulation, the resentment has not only not deepened further, but gradually faded.

On the contrary, this pool of unknown liquid is extremely strange, especially the small tree, which is lifeless, and always exudes a smell of death and decay.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu came to a bold conclusion in his heart: Could it be that these droplets of water are washing away all the resentment on the body of the unjust soul? Then these liquids fused with resentment slowly accumulated in the small pool, and after hundreds of years of concentration, they formed the viscous liquid that is now smelly and disgusting?

Quite possibly!

In this way, in this small pool, all of them are precipitated with more than a thousand resentments and evil thoughts?

In this way, this small tree, which is not good-looking, uses resentment as nourishment, absorbs the evil thoughts emanating from the soul, and thus grows into this appearance?

This conjecture is too bold and exaggerated. So much so that Chen Yu felt a little funny. But if it weren't for what Chen Yu thought, how should these things and phenomena be explained?

If Chen Yu's conjecture is true. This pool of viscous liquid is the evil resentment that has accumulated for thousands of years, and this little tree is the product of resentment nourishment.

This is also the depths of the earth, the land of extreme yin, and it is the place where yin and evil qi gather. However, there were not ten thousand but eight or nine thousand people who died in the mountain of mass graves, and such a deep resentment gathered here, coupled with the time span of thousands of years, how terrifying the life would be.

At this time, Chen Yu was less than a meter away from the small tree, separated by the roots of the small pond, except for a little restlessness, everything else was fine.

I don't know what the psychology is, maybe it's curiosity. Chen Yu suddenly had a longing, a strong longing...... He was eager to get a closer look at the little tree.

This desire directly drove his footsteps, crossed the roots of the tree that blocked him, and originally only wanted to take a look at the shore, but his toes were tripped by the roots, and Chen Yu stumbled and stepped into the pool.

Like foul-smelling sludge, the blue-black thick liquid quickly engulfed the soles of Chen Yu's feet, and in an instant, Chen Yu's whole body was agitated, and he kept convulsing as if he had been electrocuted.

"Ahh

A cold current rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai, Chen Yu's whole body was shocked, and one foot that fell into the viscous liquid had already lost consciousness, crispy and numb, as if a weak current was flowing all over his body, and a force was constantly rushing in the flesh and blood.

Chen Yu subconsciously shouted, and then his feet were weak, his center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person fell forward.

At this moment, Chen Yu leaned forward with a "hey", grabbed the small tree with both hands, and his body was stable, but his legs were sitting on his knees in the viscous liquid.

Slippery and icy to the end. As soon as this touch came to mind, Chen Yu's face suddenly turned pale and he was in a cold sweat.

"Uh...... Yes!! ”

From the slime, a stream of cold energy poured into his body like a flood eruption, violent and domineering.

This energy is mixed with a cold chill, through the flesh and skin, soaked into the blood, into the bone marrow, everywhere it goes, it is like ten thousand ants gnawing at it, and it is better to teach life than death.

The heart-rending pain made Chen Yu's whole body tremble violently, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept falling, Chen Yu bit his lower lip tightly, because of how hard he used, his teeth were deeply selected into the flesh, blood gushed out from his chin, and a drop fell into the mucus......

Chen Yu's voice was hoarse, he couldn't make a sound, he felt that the power in his body was like a meat grinder, crushing all the way, his flesh, meridians, and internal organs...... It seems to have been scarred, and it has all been ground into a pulp.

This kind of pain, which cannot be expressed in words, is heartbreaking, and life is worse than death. Chen Yu's current expression can no longer be described as hideous, his facial features are completely distorted, and he doesn't even know his mother.

The consciousness is vague, the spirit is ethereal, and life seems to be about to end...... But Chen Yu never gave up, because he couldn't compromise on it.

has come to this point, it is completely his "self-inflicted", who is to blame? The path is your own choice, don't regret every step!

Xiao Xiaoxiao is still in dire straits, it is a life-and-death moment, how can he give up?

"Ahh

Chen Yu grabbed the small tree and vented all his painful emotions in this way, because the strength was too great, the joints made a "gurgling" sound, so much force, this small tree with only three thick roots did not move at all, and there was no tendency to break.

However, blessings do not come together, and disasters do not go alone. Just when Chen Yu cheered up and resisted, the thick liquid was like quicksand, and there was an invisible force in the mucus, slowly pulling Chen Yu down.

Now exhausted, once he sinks, all that awaits him is death.

After realizing the danger, Chen Yu's lower body had completely sunk in, and it was not a way to go on like this, the strength in his hand increased a few points, holding this life-saving straw, and pulling himself up.

The surface of the small tree was slippery, and the hands slid up and down, and the force was too great, causing the palms to wear out the skin, and after a while, blood flowed all over the trunk.

Chen Yu was in a trance, and he didn't even notice that the blood flowed out for only three seconds before it soaked into the trunk......

After the painstaking torture, the situation reversed, and the Yin Yang Demon Pupil seemed to realize that there was an invasion of foreign enemies, and with a "poof" sound, the light was flourishing, Chen Yu's eyes flickered, and a trace of coolness spread from his eyes to his whole body.

At this point, Chen Yu felt a little better.

The yin eyes emit a pale blue glow, radiating to the surroundings like a water curtain, like ripples of water, like a dream.

But the good times didn't last long, the two forces met in a narrow way, like a-for-tat against Maimang, and immediately fought together, but the strength of the two sides was comparable, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat in a short time.

The body suddenly turned into a Shura battlefield again, and it was Chen Yu who suffered.

Chen Yu felt that two more powerful forces were rampage in his meridians, and the internal organs and meridians were seriously damaged, and he was tossed like this, and the iron man might not be able to stand it, let alone Chen Yu, who was already dying?

"Poof!"

Chen Yu's face flushed, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the small tree was shrouded in a blood mist.

At this moment, the treetop of the small tree trembled slightly, and suddenly the blue light flickered, and in the scarlet blood mist, it was like a demon opening its eyes.

In an instant, there was not much blood mist left, and all of it was sucked into the sac by the small tree. But this is far from enough, it's like waking up a gluttonous beast, and you won't stop until you are full!

The green light was dazzling, and a burst of suction came from the trunk of the tree, and the blood from Chen Yu's whole body flowed backwards, through his arm, and then continuously into the trunk.

Bathed in the youthful brilliance, Chen Yu only had one feeling, and that was disgusting!

Nausea and vomiting, the qi and blood in the body rolled, and the excessive blood loss in a short period of time almost made Chen Yu faint.

Chen Yu never expected that things would become unpredictable again, who would have known that this little tree would intervene?

Miraculously, the cyan glimmer and the pale blue light did not repel each other, but blended with each other, slowly, with the intention of merging......

Lingering and fluttering, slowly rising like cooking smoke, the ghosts above the small pond were directly surrounded by clusters.

This time the ghost resentment has been washed away a lot, and it is very calm, but now I don't know what I am angry again, a hundred ghosts suddenly rioted, and the ghosts cried wolf, which was extremely desolate.

The blood slowly drained away, and it felt like life was passing, but Chen Yu never let go. His Yin Tang was black, there was no trace of blood on his face, it was a sickly paleness, it had reached this situation, Chen Yu still refused to admit defeat, gritted his teeth and insisted!

However, God just didn't want to go with him.

"Click!"

Hearing only a slight cracking sound, Chen Yu raised his head violently and stared at the small tree in front of him with wide eyes.

A crack appeared at the root of the small tree, and it continued to expand, under Chen Yu's gaze, until it broke completely.

"My day!"

Chen Yu exerted his last bit of strength, groaned, and finally grasped the broken trunk and slowly sank into the slime.

The cyan light disappeared, but the pale blue light still shrouded the small pond, dazzling in the darkness, like a pale blue cloud.

After some time, the ghosts of the riot gradually calmed down, and shuttled back and forth among the gloom above the small pool, and then, as if they had been succumbed to evil, one after the other, plunged headlong into the pool, merging with the viscous liquid.

It wasn't until all the hundred ghosts melted into the liquid that the pale blue light gradually dissipated.

For a moment, it was as if the whole world fell silent.

"Gollum...... Grunt...... Gollum ......"

A few bubbles broke the silence, as if to tell something, and in the darkness, a pool of water seemed to sink a little......

The viscous liquid is decreasing!