On this day, a large number of people forcibly broke into the sphere of influence of the Shanhai Sect.

The reason is very simple, Ji Xiaoyue appeared there with the treasures that everyone wanted.

And the Shanhai Sect, which has always been difficult to mess with, seems to acquiesce to people entering the sphere of influence, and no longer cares about Ji Xiaoyue's affairs.

And because of the prestige of the Shanhai Sect, no one dared to make trouble in the sphere of influence of the Shanhai Sect.

At this time, Muzi came to the edge of the cliff, leisurely and comfortably looking down at the abyss. If you ignore the location, everyone will think that she is here to play.

Twenty meters away from Muzi, many people were waiting for them.

This season, what do you want to do on this cliff?

Everyone was puzzled, and there was a glint of greed in their eyes.

I didn't think it was they who forced people here.

Muzi took out the jade beads in his sleeve and tossed them in the increasingly greedy eyes of everyone.

There are many people's eyes staring directly at Muzi's hand, for fear that she will accidentally throw the artifact into this abyss.

When the time comes, there will be no such thing.

"You hand over the things! spare you from dying!" Someone saw that Muzi didn't care, and hurriedly spoke.

A lot of people chimed in.

"Yes, as long as you hand over the things, we can spare your life. ”

"Isn't it a pity to die with something that is useless to yourself and something that is useful to others?"

"As long as you hand it over, you can leave here safe and sound today. ”

Muzi held the thing in the palm of his hand, smiled faintly at the man, and then stretched out his arm, and underneath was a bottomless void.

Someone was anxious when they saw Muzi moving like this.

"Don't think about it. ”

"You only have one life. ”

"Hand over the stuff and we'll give you whatever you want. ”

One by one, the conditions began to be proposed, each one of which was enough to make the hearts of the outside world excited.

Their idea is very good, but it's a pity that they are facing Muzi.

"Isn't Ji Xiaoyue from your sect?" someone saw someone from the Shanhai Sect coming, so he spoke, "Quickly persuade her." ”

Someone immediately made way for the middle-aged man to pass.

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, and he coughed unnaturally, secretly scolding the one who was too talkative just now.

"Ji Xiaoyue, do you really want to be obsessed?" The middle-aged man walked up to him, looked at Muzi, and said in a solemn tone.

I thought that Ji Xiaoyue was desperate and would automatically return to the sect, who knew that this kid was so stubborn, he would rather die than return to the sect, but everyone in the world knew about the existence of the jade bead, not to mention how bad it was, if he retrieved the jade bead, he would have to make a lot of effort to cover up his traces.

Anyway, the task given by the sect does not include Ji Xiaoyue's life and death, so let them fight by themselves!

"Xiao Yue, do you regret it now?" The middle-aged man saw that Muzi ignored himself and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Mu Zi glanced at the other party lightly, and saw the middle-aged man take a step closer without a trace, and she moved a step towards the edge of the cliff very calmly.

Seeing the other party like this, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make any more unnecessary movements.

Now everyone is staring, and it's not easy for me to make it too obvious.

Now that he has the things given by the head in his hand, he is completely sure that he will get the jade bead back, but Ji Xiaoyue seems to be difficult to fool recently.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he looked at the person next to him.

The man walked in as if he had been deceived by something.

The change happened in an instant, and everyone did not expect it.

"She's falling!" the middle-aged man looked at the person next to him in shock, "What are you pushing her down for?"

The man woke up and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"Could it be that you took that thing?" the middle-aged man had a skeptical expression, "So, you pushed the person down to die without proof?!"

This sentence was expanded by the middle-aged man's deliberate efforts, and it was enough for those present to hear it.

The scene was in chaos.

"Tsk, it's falling again, that's enough. Muzi held his chin in one hand and closed his eyes while feeling the rising air flow around him.

Without the expected pain, Kiko opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings.

It's a lot like a battlefield.

The sky was as if it had been stained red with blood, emitting a bloody glow, and there was no sun or clouds.

Looking ahead, there were layers of corpses, and the stench of decay was everywhere.

Thinking of this, Muzi slowly lowered his head, wondering what the soft thing he was feeling.

Then, he saw his left hand pressing a white skull, with a part of rotting flesh on it. Muzi was originally lying down, but when he saw this scene, he stood up "poof", and where he was lying just now, there were several mutilated corpses.

A deep chill crept into his heart, and his face, which had always been indifferent, broke into another expression for the first time.

What exactly is this place?

Her current thought is to find a place to wash up a few times!

It's not easy to find a place to put your feet, and corpses are almost a road.

I tried to find the wood at the place where I put my feet, but I didn't find it, and the body behind me was moving.

First his hands, then his feet, he staggered to his feet.

First one, then two, then a group.

Wherever Muzi passed, the corpses stood up.

Some have become skeletons, while others have bodies intact.

In the silence of the world, there was no sound at all, and as time grew, there were more and more corpses behind Muzi.

A quarter of an hour later, the jade beads glowed so hot that the wood was almost thrown out.

When I looked behind me, I saw only a large patch of black press.

With a chill in his heart, something was moving under Muzi's feet, and it turned out to be a miserable white hand that grabbed his ankle.

The owner of the hand suddenly raised the fleshless head and opened his mouth: "Giggles, I found you." ”

Holding back the chill in his heart, Mu Zi kicked away with his other foot, and that hand, perhaps very fragile, was kicked into a few pieces of white bones scattered indiscriminately with a strong kick.

Muzi didn't look at the back, so many corpses, they can walk, and they came to her side, let her find a place to calm down!

Damn it, what the hell is going on here!

Muzi ran so that his legs were unconscious, and he saw a soft light suddenly in front of him, and there was nothing near the light, like a vacuum.

He measured how far he was from the light, and his gaze flashed with determination.

The exhausted body seemed to be full of life at this time, and the footsteps were running fast.

In the place that Muzi didn't see, the jade beads in his sleeves were emitting an unusual light, like blood.

It was only a few steps away from the location of the light, but it was like something was blocking it.

Seeing the place they had just passed, those corpses also stood up.

The beads in the sleeve didn't know when they appeared in mid-air, and they only focused on the Muzi in front of them and didn't see it.

Kiko stretched out her hand and tried to get closer again, she wanted to see what was so special about this light.

Unexpectedly, his fingers could touch the light this time, and a terrifying suction came from his fingers.

His expression changed, and his fingers were about to be withdrawn, but he disappeared there with the whole person.

The large piece of black pressure behind him was not moving at this time, as if it had been pressed the pause button.

A blood-colored jade bead emitted a faint light, quietly suspended in mid-air.

Muzi felt this pull and reacted quickly to stabilize his body.

Only then did Muzi open his eyes when the air flow around him stopped.

It was dark, and here, Muzi could only hear his own breathing.

Muzi sighed and walked forward slowly.

Stretching out his arm, groping beside it, it was empty, walking for a while, just rubbing it to see if there was a support point or something.

Just when Muzi's patience ran out, his left hand touched a smooth stone wall.

Muzi walked along the path while holding on to the wall with his hand.

"That's enough, when this girl finds her way out, she will definitely treat you well!"

Gradually, in addition to the sound of Muzi's footsteps, there was the sound of water droplets falling all around, which sounded extremely empty.

The touch of his left hand was too right as he walked, Muzi frowned, and the darkness lit up all of a sudden.

It's good to carry a fire fold with you, isn't it convenient to use?

However, Muzi thought about it in his mind, as if he had never come out with this thing, and the fire fold was found in his clothes.

In the light of the fire, Muzi saw the walls and the contents on them.

It's okay not to look at it, Muzi wants to turn back when he sees it like this.

The smooth wall, the material is very weird, in the firelight, there is a forest atmosphere, white texture, giving Mu Zi a bad feeling, Mu immediately did not think about that possibility.

Move the fire fold to the right side of the wall, and look at the past one by one, all the murals are there, like a story.

In the silent darkness, a chill flashed in Muzi's heart, and he suddenly withdrew the hand that was on the wall.

The cold color on his face has not disappeared since just now, but has become more and more cold.

Extinguish the fire breaker, and with the feeling of the route just now, he walked back.

She must not have slept well lately, so she came back here, and now she is going back.

Just as he turned around, the lights of the two by two came back from the direction in front of him, and they all turned on.

It's as bright as day.

Only then did Muzi notice that he was in a passage, and glanced at it casually, all the pictures painted on the walls on both sides were carved pictures with a white background, and his eyes looked at the ground under his feet, the color was no different from the wall.

He continued to walk expressionlessly, knowing that a wide open door appeared in front of him, emitting a faint white light.

There was an air stream flowing from the white light to this side, and the smell of blood was thick in the air.

"Something is wrong, this blood seems to be fresh?"

Walking into the door, Muzi stretched out his hand and touched the white light, and the expected suction brought himself out.

The blood in the sky seemed to be brighter, and the corpses that covered the mountains were covered with black flowers, indicating the signs of death. And in the distance, a large piece of black pressed things rushed here with scattered but neat steps, and Muzi could see with his eyesight that it was the group of non-people who were chasing him when he came.

At this time, a person appeared, standing in the sea of corpses and blood, facing the army, with his back to Muzi, killing a person in the world.

At this time, a small bead suddenly appeared in front of Muzi, and it also turned around, as if it was triumphant.

"Where did you go?" Muzi searched for beads in his sleeve, and sure enough, he was gone.

The bead seemed to be afraid of something, and suddenly disappeared.

The man seemed to move, but he didn't look back, even from a long distance, Muzi could feel the monstrous momentum.

The cold voice was mixed with a faint question: "Who are you, why are you here?"

Muzi didn't see the person's face clearly, she knew that someone would deliberately cover her face, and her strength was lower than that person, so she couldn't see it.

I vaguely felt that those eyes were very dead and silent, without a trace of anger.

Those who did not receive an answer seemed to have lost their patience, snorted coldly, and the figure was gone.

Then the overwhelming murderous aura directly defeated all the ensuing army, and it was wiped out in just a moment.

Feeling the huge power, Muzi understood that the target of the murderous qi included himself.

His mind was racing, and Muzi's fingers hanging by his side were about to move.

"Are you an idiot, still standing there stupidly?" the voice was as cold as snow, without a hint of human warmth.

Muzi always felt that this voice was very familiar, and it was very close to him.

The owner of the voice seemed a little dissatisfied: "It's stupid enough to fall into here." ”

The voice came from his head, and Muzi only began to realize it from the second sentence.

The next second's reaction was: This person doesn't want to live anymore, does he?

Muzi heard clear footsteps in his head, and walked one by one, and then a slender figure slowly appeared in front of him, like a broken light slowly gathering.

At this time, Muzi's clear black pupils reflected a person who could see the outline of his body clearly, but he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly.

"Hello, first meeting. The man spoke.