I didn't think much about it, the castle shattered inch by inch, and suddenly my feet were empty, and I was caught off guard and fell into the darkness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The body is light and fluttering, and there is no real feeling of landing. Without giving me a chance to react, a big blue and black head rushed out from the side and bit me on the arm. The sound of chewing reaches the brain faster than the pain. Subconsciously shook his arm, but he obviously felt that the fangs pierced deeper into the flesh, and it was like a maggot attached to the bone, and he couldn't shake it off.

I stabbed it with a 'heavenly remnant', and the shrill howl almost burst my eardrums, but it managed to save my poor arm. Looking down, two rows of deep blood marks were already recovering.

Looking at the ground with fixed eyes, the guy who bit me was **** all over his body, thin skin and bones, his head was extraordinarily big, and his bloody mouth occupied half of his face. Although it was painfully unstable, the way it looked at me was a mouthful of madness. Instantly I understood its identity, but it was a hungry ghost.

Sanzang's situation was not much better than mine, but the hungry ghost who attacked him was more unlucky, and he gnawed on his left hand. It just so happened that there was a palm thunder in the palm of this hand, and it happened to be in the state of excitation, and it exploded directly in the mouth. The soul that was completely beaten was scattered.

The last scream of the hungry ghost was like ringing the rattle of the meal, and in a short moment, Sanzang and I were surrounded by water. The dense crowd of hungry ghosts stared at the two of us, and their eyes were too revealing to hide their appetite at all. The saliva was already dripping to the ground.

Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and bit it, looking like he wanted to swallow us alive. Naturally, you can't sit still, you must know that these poor insects who are hungry and crazy are not picky eaters at all, and they will definitely not chew more if they can swallow them.

The evil qi of the 'Heavenly Remnant' was directly drawn out, and there were two yellow talismans when he turned his hand. He and Sanzang took care of each other's backs, and walked along the path looming at their feet towards the mountain. Just after looking around, I could already see the huge and hideous ghost head on the top of the mountain, but it was a huge building.

No matter how many of their kind were scattered in front of him, these hungry ghosts were not at all frightened, and they still rushed forward one after another. Hunger had completely dominated their actions, and there was no sanity at all.

Rao and the two of us, after persevering for a while, also suffered countless injuries, large and small. The already thin robe, torn by them like this, completely became a beggar's outfit, and the wisps could cover some key parts.

It's just a small Hungry Ghost Path, and the only thing that can comfort us is that the top of the mountain is close at hand. Splitting a hungry ghost that sneaked up on the ear, the next step was into the ghost-faced building at the top of the hill.

The moment you step in, it is as if you have invisibly passed through a layer of diaphragm and entered another world. There are no hungry ghosts chasing after them, no hidden gusts of ghost wind, and no gloomy and dim tones. The soft white light sprinkled the entire hall, the soft music sounded in the ears, and the faint and sober fragrance caressed the nose, and the atmosphere of tranquility flowed everywhere. Stay in it and feel comfortable and relaxed.

But Sanzang and I didn't have the slightest intention of relaxing, just because of the man standing in the center of the hall. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, his facial features couldn't be seen, everything was extremely blurry.

Even the sight that fell on the two of us was extremely scattered, making it impossible to detect the source. If I hadn't seen him standing there, I would have thought that countless people were looking at me from all directions.

What struck me the most was that I couldn't feel a trace of breath from him. It's clear that someone else is there, but I always unconsciously treat it as air and ignore his existence.

A vague voice sounded, which directly made my heart skip a beat, "Is anyone here again?" He let out a long sigh, "Hey, you people are always not good at learning." I really don't even have any interest in having fun! ”

Sanzang opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Who am I?" The illusory voice paused for a moment, and suddenly had some emotion, "Haha, who am I!" I am the shackle that weighs on your heads! I'm sure you'd prefer to call me Fate! ”

This sound slammed into my heart, what an international joke! I resisted this reply in my heart and didn't want to believe it. But all the inexplicable means made me have to accept this answer. If it is the ethereal and supreme fate, Penglai's existence has a reasonable explanation.

Sanzang was obviously shocked by his answer, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he looked at him as if he was looking at a nervous disorder, "Brother, are you okay?" I guess I've been stuck here for too long, and I'm just going crazy! ”

The person who claimed to be his destiny didn't say anything about it, just waved his hand lightly, "Since it's useless to me, then let's go where you should go!" ”

The body was completely restrained, completely out of his control, and he could only stand there stunned. I watched as the milky white halo slowly hit and soaked into my body little by little.

Something flashed in front of my eyes, one after another, like a flower. When I got a little clearer, I realized that this was actually my short life. Many of them are still remembered clearly, and some things are already unfamiliar, and they are all displayed here at this time.

It was also at this time that I found that I had been living under the control of fate all my life and had never escaped. It is no wonder that King Hess lamented that he was born in the game before he died.

A piano sound suddenly sounded, recalling the whole mind, the picture in front of me also changed, something in the head was reviving little by little, and a lot of memories appeared that he had not experienced before. The green tendons in the corners of his forehead jumped again and again, and his head was in pain.

The sound of the harp sounded again, full of murderous aura, but it was not directed at me. The sudden memory was digested little by little, and he suddenly opened his closed eyes. The purpose is that Sanzang holds the piano with one hand and plucks the strings with the other, and the sound of the piano forms a substantial ripple that radiates forward. But the scene of being directly fanned by a white sleeve.

The breath of the whole body came out of the body, and there was no movement, but it had appeared in front of the fate, holding the 'Heavenly Remnant' in his hand, holding the claws into a hook, bringing up the scarlet mist, and heading straight for his life. But none of the attacks landed on him, as if through air, through his body.

Fate suddenly laughed, like madness, sweeping away the previous nothingness. The white mist wrapped around my arm, and with him, it went straight into my body. (To be continued.) )