Autumn 2023, five years after the end of the world.

In a warehouse on the outskirts of J City.

The dim glow of kerosene lamps shrouded a corner of the warehouse.

"Ah......h

A moment later, Fan Tai fell to the ground in a cold sweat holding his injured leg, and the blood stains around him meandered all the way.

"Liang Xuetao, ** don't die well, ah......!"

He shouted like a madman, his face flushed with a sickly red, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to turn into substance and shoot people through.

A few meters away, Liang Xuetao pursed his lips tightly, his expression grim.

He carefully wiped the blood stains on the dagger, and when the wailing in his ears gradually faded, he stood up and took out a multigrain steamed bun from his pocket, broke it in half and threw it over, and limped to a square table.

Putting down the dagger casually, Liang Xuetao chewed the steamed bun, then carefully took a sip of water, and his eyes stayed on a piece of jade pendant on the table.

This was forcibly ripped from Fan Tai's neck before.

Recalling the other party's reaction at that time, he suddenly had doubts.

In the last days, bartering has always been a matter of barter.

In an environment where survival is a problem, jade pendants are such jewelry, and it is obvious that they can't even change a match.

How could such a worthless thing make Fan Tai's expression change so much?

Could it be a family heirloom treasure with emotional sustenance?

Liang Xuetao shook his head.

After eating the steamed buns, he picked up the jade pendant and put it in his hand.

The jade pendant is slightly larger than the copper coin, and the whole body is dark green. The shape is a little strange, it is not the current fashionable Buddha match or the zodiac Pixiu or other pendants, but like a cloud.

There is a small dot in the center of the cloud.

Curious, he couldn't help but reach out and press it.

The next moment, something strange happened.

A boxy room appeared in front of me.

Liang Xuetao was not panicked, in fact, since Wei Hongyu's death, there were few things that could move him.

He began to scrutinize the room.

At this time, he realized that what was standing in space did not seem to be his body itself, but rather a body formed by a mass of energy.

Probably the soul, he thought to himself.

The space is about 500 square meters, about three meters high, and there are no real roofs and walls around it, but are separated by a light green circle of light.

Liang Xuetao's figure quickly floated through every corner of the space.

Aside from the scattered scattering of quick food and winter clothing, nothing else was found.

After checking it out, he suddenly had a little bit of clarity in his heart.

It is not difficult to see that these things should have been stored after the end of Fan Tai.

Liang Xuetao couldn't help but smile coldly, no wonder his reaction would be so panicked when he forcibly took away the jade pendant.

He stood still for a moment, just as he was about to withdraw from the space, when an oval-shaped green halo suddenly appeared in the sky.

Almost instantly, the halo was several times larger, and then shrouded Liang Xuetao's body.

In the next second, something suddenly appeared in the halo, and before he could see what it was, he was pulled straight by this thing.

"Boom!" There was an explosion in my head, as if it was about to crack.

Immediately afterwards, strange hot gold characters kept flashing in front of his eyes.

Liang Xuetao didn't know these fonts, but he seemed to be born with a sense of what they meant.

It turned out that this space was a treasure left by ancient cultivators, and it was passed on to future generations, hoping to give it to those who were destined.

Destined people refer to people who have wisdom roots to cultivate, obviously, that Fan Tai does not have this condition, so this great benefit fell on Liang Xuetao's head.

In addition to describing the origin and purpose of space, this text also mentions a number of other matters and exercises.

After Liang Xuetao digested the last word in his mind, he couldn't help but feel stunned: if Hongyu hadn't died, this thing might still be able to save her life.

He was sighing to himself.

Suddenly, a sharp pain swept through like a stormy wave, and somewhere in the waist and abdomen seemed to be pierced by a sharp weapon.......

His heart was not good, and the moment his consciousness withdrew from the space, the scene in front of him shocked him.

Fan Tai actually stood up for some reason, his hideous face shaking in front of him.

He held a dagger in his hand, one end pinched in the palm of his right hand, and the other end was deeply inserted into Liang Xuetao's abdomen.

Almost subconsciously, Liang Xuetao raised his intact right leg and kicked hard at Fan Tai.

"Bang!" The other party's already shaky body instantly flew out two meters away.

"If you want my baby, you have to pay for it with your life!" Fan Tai stared at Liang Xuetao with his eyes, his face was stained with blood, his teeth were grinning, and his voice was dry and torn, like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell.

Liang Xuetao looked down at the injury, thick blood was gushing out, the pain was getting more and more unbearable, and what was worse was that the strong dizziness was higher than a while, almost crushing a mouthful of silver teeth, and he only forced his body to move forward a few steps.

The next moment, he hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the dagger in his abdomen, and quickly stabbed at Fan Tai in front of him.

A terrible howl suddenly sounded in the warehouse, one higher than the other, and then slowly turned from strong to weak, and gradually returned to calm.

Liang Xuetao stretched out his blood-stained right hand to probe the other party's snort, nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and staggered forward a few steps, "Bang", as the dagger fell to the ground, he could no longer support his entire body, and slowly leaned against the corner of the wall and slid down.

The pain in his abdomen was getting worse, his body seemed to be twitching, and the feeling of vertigo almost peeled away his consciousness.

The moment darkness came, he seemed to see the figure of Ruby again, with a pale face, dry lips, and frowning eyebrows.......

He couldn't help but mutter, trying to reach out and caress the other party's brow, but he couldn't exert any more strength.

"Poof!" The oil lamp went out suddenly, and the warehouse was pitch black, and there was an eerie silence all around.

The night gradually fell, and there was a waning moon hanging alone in the thick ink-like mid-air, and the night wind whistled by, and the ghosts cried like wolves, rolling up a withered yellow leaf.......

Half an hour later, Liang Xuetao died quietly.

At this time, the dark green jade pendant that he threw to the ground suddenly burst into flames.

At the same time, a pale green halo inexplicably grew above his head.

The jade pendant conjured up thousands of points of light, like a moth to a flame, flying towards the halo......

The halo changed from light green to dark green, and when it reached dark green, it suddenly turned into a sharp sword, and slammed into his head, and after a burst of scorching light, there was no trace.

The warehouse was still dark, as if the scene had never happened.