At first it was very difficult for me to move, but gradually I became much bolder, and the crow on my shoulder seemed to acquiesce to my actions, and did not do anything unfavorable to me, but continued to stay quietly on my shoulder.

I thought to myself that since this guy didn't plan to leave for a while, then fortunately I would ignore it for now, and do my own thing first, I am afraid that there is still a long way to go, and I can't waste too much time here, and continue to take steps towards that road.

I don't know where the end of the road is, but I know in my heart that I will not give up, I must reach the top of the mountain, that is the only thing I want to do at this moment, and the only thing I can do.

As I walked, I found that the road under my feet began to become strange, no longer like the land I had just walked on, but now it became extremely smooth, as if it had been polished by something, although it was not slippery, but walking on it from time to time made a "creaking" and "creaking" sound.

What kind of material is this, curious, I unconsciously squatted down to touch the ground in front of me, to see what it was and why it had become so weird.

The cold touch seemed to confirm to me that it was a dead and lifeless thing, no different from the path that I had walked with my feet.

"This"

I tapped it lightly with my hand for some reason, and its sound was brittle, as if it was empty underneath, which made my heart jump a few times in an instant, yes, if the strange-looking ground in front of me was empty, then it could shatter at any time.

But this is just my own speculation, there is no basis at all, not to mention that if it really breaks so easily, then I have been on it for so long, it would have broken a long time ago. I don't need to worry about it.

Now I am afraid that it is not the time to think so much, since there is such a strange terrain in front of me, and from what I know about the surrounding environment, I am afraid that it is not as simple as it seems. There must be some danger hidden in this that I don't know about.

I thought I quickened my pace, and I was on my way at most, and right now, so I wanted to get out of this strange place as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the hard ground beneath his feet instantly softened. My whole body began to sink into the ground, and there was nothing around me to grasp, and my eyes sank as I stared.

The feeling of suffocation hit my heart, and all around me was a kind of impurity that I had never seen before, which made me feel like I was wrapped in a rubber film, and the strange liquid around me seemed to form a barrier film that completely trapped me in it.

I wanted to reach out and try to see if I could open it, but my hand was also trapped somewhere, and it was difficult to get out for a while, and gradually my whole body gradually fell into a coma in such a suffocating feeling.

Everything around me was cold and cold, and I really didn't know what was going to happen next. Maybe it's like I've said so many times about death, I'm about to face a kind of death, but that's just one of my thoughts, and whether I'll really leave quietly like this depends on my own creation.

But at the moment I am really cold, the cold up and down my body is only the same feeling as the temperature of a dead man, I need a kind of warmth, I need the temperature so much at this moment, my whole body seems to be frozen, there is no other feeling except cold. I'm going to freeze to death here!

Thinking like this in my heart, I suddenly became breathing easier, and the scene around me began to change, and when I opened my eyes. I was carried on a broad back.

"Who are you?"

I asked with some strange openings. But the person in front of me didn't answer my words, just kept walking forward.

"Where is this, where are you going to take me?"

I continued to ask him for more information, why I was being carried by an unknown person at this moment when I had been in such terrible danger so far ago. I didn't continue to ask the person in front of me, for some reason, I knew that he wouldn't say a word to me, he just wanted to carry me quietly like this.

It feels very familiar, and there was once such a person who carried me on my back for a long time.

Suddenly there was an extra back in my mind, and that back may not be as wide as it is now, but it really took me a long way.

"Do I know you?"

I couldn't help but open my mouth again at it. Although he still didn't speak to me, his body trembled violently, and I could clearly feel it lying on his shoulder, so it can be seen that I know the person under him, but why did he never speak, just wearing an impermeable cloak, in this case, I would not be able to see his face.

After walking for a long time, I put my arms around his neck tightly, but he easily broke free and put me on the ground, then turned around and prepared to leave without saying anything.

"Who are you and why are you helping me?"

I know that my question is a bit too straightforward, but at the moment I desperately want to know this, who is the mysterious person in front of me, and why it makes me feel a deep sadness.

It was a kind of sadness that spread from the bottom of my heart, as if there was something hidden there, touched by the person in front of me, so my heart was actually aching for the person in front of me.

“”

He still didn't answer, but turned around and handed me a blood-red unnamed flower, which looked bewitching like a beautiful woman's face, and was held tightly in my hand.

You said that you wanted the Manju Sawa of Hell, and I will carry you to pick it

A sentence suddenly flashed through my mind, and the voice sounded so ethereal, as if it were an illusory promise.

Is this flower in his hand the flower that grows enchanting in the netherworld? I asked myself but couldn't find an answer, and I looked up to ask the flower giver in front of me, but he was already far away.

"You wait, don't go"

I don't know why I was so impulsive, but I still stood up and chased after him, and at this moment I even had a feeling that everything around me didn't matter, as long as I could catch up with him.

But who is he, can I really catch up with the?

Tears unconsciously slipped down the corners of my eyes, I opened my mouth and shouted at the person in front of me as I ran, but his figure went farther and farther, I couldn't care so much, I threw down the flower in my hand, yes, I don't want anything, I just want to catch up with him. (To be continued.) )