There has never been a more sober moment than I am now, running with my legs outstretched, hoping to get out of this predicament, but there is endless darkness in front of me, and nothing else, and can I really escape from this place? It's been too long, and there will really be people who remember who I am, who I am, and whether I'm still alive.

"Quick, get out"

Who's calling me, I can't tell at the moment who is calling me, or if it's not calling me at all. And who would that voice be calling?

"Let's go, don't be back on the seventh street, never"

Who is saying this to me, why does my heart hurt so much?

"Who, who are you?"

I reached out to touch the darkness, but a door appeared in front of me, and although it was faint, I really saw it.

Reaching out to push it away, the whole person fell out, with a vibration like motion sickness.

"Are you alright?"

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the old woman's face.

"I'm out!"

I took a long breath and grabbed the old woman's arm excitedly.

"Yes, you're out!"

The old woman seemed to sense my excitement and gave me a warm hug.

"Books, My Books"

Suddenly remembered that I had come out with a book just now, but the book was not in my hand at this time, so I withdrew from the old woman's arms and looked around anxiously.

"You found it?"

The old woman also looked nervously to help me find it, but after looking around, there was a trace of disappointment in her eyes, and even I squatted on the ground a little dejectedly.

"Don't worry, if you do find it, it's right next to you."

Yuan Ming stood next to him coldly and said such words, I instantly remembered the relationship between Yuan Ming and the seventh street, presumably he must know something, but this is not the time to ask this, because I have found that everything around me is gradually collapsing, if I don't think of a way to stop it, it is estimated that it will not be long before everything here will completely disappear in this shock.

Meditate, will it really appear? Only ghosts know this, but Yuan Ming seems to know something, but he doesn't say it, and I obviously don't know anything, but it seems that something is pulling me, really?

"You have to find that book, only that book can save this place and Ziwu, only the power of that book. Do you understand? ”

Yuan Ming saw that I was already in an impatient state, and there was really no way, so he stepped forward and grabbed my shoulders and shook me desperately.

"But how do I know where that damn ghost king's note is?"

I had used almost all my strength when a black light flashed in my hand, and a random book with a very strange cover appeared, suspended in the air.

"I think, I found it"

Pushing Yuan Ming away violently, it seemed that no one but me could see the book, I reached out and held it easily, and instantly felt as if there was a power transmitted into my body through this book. The power was cold and exuded a faint loneliness.

"What do you say that book is called?"

Yuan Ming stood up like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his eyes facing me, as if he wanted to see through my soul.

"Diary of the Ghost King!"

I didn't know why I said these four words easily, of course, it was these four words that completely made Yuan Ming in front of me collapse, he seemed to be instantly sucked away by something and all the strength of his body fell to the ground, and his hands kept hitting the ground.

"How could it be, how could it be the ghost king, I am really ridiculous, I even hope to seek that little redemption from the evil ghost king, I am really a fool, he is the king of the ghost world, how can he pity me, a cowardly human being! You don't need to, take that person and leave! No one has been able to save the mound, and I'm going to be with me forever and I'm going to disappear here. ”

He cried as he spoke, and the man called Zhang Lao was almost like two people.

"Master, if this is really providential, the old woman is willing to accompany you."

The old woman on the side also seemed to feel Yuan Ming's sadness, and knelt on the ground and made an oath.

"Smack"

The crisp voice made Yuan Ming look at me in disbelief.

"Coward, are you going to give up before you start working hard?"

I feel sad, and even feel worthless for Zi Wan, if what she has always loved is such a man who has not started to work hard and gave up, then what is the meaning of Zi Wan's love!

"You don't understand, I'm not a coward, but I'm very wise, if the ultimate salvation comes from the ghost king, then everything may become even more unbearable, if you regret it at that time, it is better to give up, this may be the best ending for us."

He whispered that at this moment he no longer had any extra strength, as if someone who had been tired for a long time could finally stop and rest and sit there.

Is that your answer? Although I don't know who the ghost king in your mouth is, what I do know is that no matter at any time, don't give up easily, as long as there is one percent hope, then you must persevere to the end, maybe with the help of this power, there will be a miracle. ”

I don't know what I'm talking about at the moment, but I feel like my spirit is already in a state of chaos, Ghost King, this name is not a good word to hear, and I can still say such a thing.

"Yes, maybe you're right, after so many years, if you don't try, I'm afraid I won't be willing even to die, then I'll make a deal with the ghost king again! I hope to gain the strength to compete with Ziyi. ”

Yuan Ming closed his eyes as he spoke, sincerely not knowing what Nan Nan was doing, he raised his face suddenly, and looked at me with both eyes.

"With the help of the power of the ghost envoy, I sincerely ask the great ghost king to give me a little mercy on this poor spirit people, and give me your strength to save my eternal lover, for her, I am willing to sacrifice my soul to become your faithful servant."

With his words, the book in my arms suddenly broke away from my hand, and a page automatically opened in the air, and a long and strange mark suddenly appeared in the air, which looked like a black ghost claw, it grabbed Yuan Ming fiercely, that is, Fit's weak **, and then, the hands withdrew from Fit's body, but at the same time, something seemed to be caught back into the book by the ghost claw.

The book in the air closed again and returned to my hand as if it were attractive.

I could feel the weight of the page in terms of weight, which was a strange feeling.