Yan Shan felt the filthy black mud completely wrap his body.

Zhou Bai in front of him slowly walked by in his last sight, his face seemed to be constantly melting, revealing the pitch-black filth under his body.

A cold voice came from the distorted form.

"Originally, before I started to talk about the Tao, I just wanted to cultivate quietly and live the life of an ordinary student......

"You really shouldn't be in charge of so many things. ”

Yan Shan continued to burst out with the Yuan Shen Power in his body, but he felt that the Yuan Shen Power was being frantically eroded as soon as it was outside his body.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't even shout a word, he could only watch his vision be covered by darkness, his consciousness became more and more dim, and finally he lost consciousness completely.

In the haze, he seemed to have entered a dream.

In the dream, he himself came to the boundary position of Donghua City at a height of 2,000 meters, looking at the endless black earth, and there were subtle whispers in his ears, as if he was aware of the sound of Suosuo, which made people want to hear it, but they couldn't hear it clearly.

A feeling of utter despair continued to melt into his heart.

He slowly pulled out a dagger and heard the constant exclamations coming from behind him.

Turning his head, there were a large number of guards, as well as Meng Ruocun and Qiu Xingze, their mouths were closed one by one, as if they were talking anxiously about something.

But Yan Shan was no longer interested in listening, he took the dagger and stabbed it into his heart.

The next moment, his whole body was like a stone, and he fell to the ground violently......

Bang!

......

In a room in the office of the Ministry of Plague, Meng Ruocun sat opposite Qiu Xingze, with an incredible look on his face: "You say...... Yan Shan is missing? How is this possible? Such a big living person has disappeared in Donghua City like this?"

"What are you kidding?!"

"Isn't this human territory?"

Listening to Meng Ruocun's questioning, Qiu Xingze sighed lightly: "Things are not that simple, Yan Shan's disappearance is related to 1029. ”

Dream Ruocun: "1029?"

Qiu Xingze thought that the other party had also cooperated with them to come to Donghua City to investigate before, so he explained the situation, and then said: "1029 has a dark power unimaginable to humans, and it is also the source of this accident. ”

"According to the information we gathered, Yan Shan lost his mind on the way to the station, and while running at high speed on the road, he attacked other citizens, and shouted something, as if he was extremely nervous, and many of his actions were the same as those of other victims of the 1029 attack......"

"We suspect he was attacked by 1029"

Meng Ruocun muttered, "How can this be?"

Qiu Xingze said: "In this 1029 attack, there are many people who disappeared on the spot, I hope you are mentally prepared"

"It's too inexplicable...... isn't it," Meng Ruocun clenched his fists and said word by word, "Don't you think it's too inexplicable?"

"What a good person...... If you say you're missing, you're missing...... If you don't see it, you're gone......"

"What kind of world is this...... How long will the Heavenly Dao be distorted......"

Looking at the somewhat excited dream, Qiu Xingze sighed: "I don't know either." But until the distortion of the Heavenly Dao is over, we can only do our best to fight against him, and then try our best to live. ”

"This may be the only way we as humans can fight against him. ”

Meng Ruocun said slowly: "I want to go back." I'm going to get back to Central City right now......"

Although I have known since I was a child that this world is very dangerous, the cultivation itself is like walking a tightrope, the stronger the strength, the more dangerous it will be once it is distorted.

A powerful monk may also lose his mind at a thought, and his years of Taoism will turn into nothingness.

But this time, what happened in Yanshan had a more drastic impact on Meng Ruocun.

Because Yan Shan was not cultivating to go mad, but was attacked by monsters.

An immortal god of the seventh realm, the son of the righteous god of the plague department, can be killed so powerlessly that he can't even see a person alive or a corpse.

A strong sense of crisis came over her and made her want to get back to Central City as soon as possible.

In the process of Qiu Xingze sending her out of the office, Meng Ruocun could see that a large number of staff were constantly stationed, mixed with many monks.

Dream Ruocun: "They are?"

Qiu Xingze: "Oh, they're new support. Such a bad distortion has occurred here in Donghua City, and the plague department will not give up. ”

Meng Ruocun looked at more and more staff, looked at some of the monks, and some of them had an aura even stronger than her.

'Knowing the danger...... And still rushed over?'

This world is dangerous. ’

But as long as you have more power, a higher status. Naturally, countless people can take risks in my place and solve all kinds of problems for me. ’

With a yearning for strength and power, Dream Ruocun returned to Central City.

In the following days, more plague monks were stationed in Donghua City to study, explore, and search the entire incident, but there was no result.

Yan Shan also seemed to have completely disappeared, and no one found any trace of him.

The arrival of a large number of plague monks, and all kinds of domineering or tough search actions, directly caused a lot of chickens and dogs to jump in Donghua City, and even affected the normal teaching of Donghua Daoist School.

After several protests from the Sanqing Daoist School and the dismount of the Great Elder of Kyaukjiao, the plague department relented again.

Most of them wandered around the dark corners of Tunghwa Castle, and were particularly interested in strange things.

......

In a daze, Yan Shan slowly opened his eyes, he looked at his body suddenly, and found that he was intact at the moment, and his body couldn't be healthier, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice came, and Yan Shan looked over, it was Zhou Bai lying on a sofa, holding a cat in his arms, touching the cat and reading a book at the same time.

Yan Shan's cold hair stood up in an instant, and in his eyes, Zhou Bai in front of him was not a human at all, but a monster wearing human skin.

"Don't be nervous, you're not dead yet. Zhou Bai said slowly: "But don't do superfluous things if you make any moves, I can stop you instantly, you can't escape." ”

"It's also very hidden, and if you make a little noise, no one will notice it. ”

Yan Shan didn't speak, just glanced at the book in the other party's hand, and then looked at the environment he was in now.

A huge room, surrounded by the plague's missing instruments.

Not only the equipment, but also a large number of books and experimental materials were all placed on the ground haphazardly.

A flash of realization came to Yan Shan's mind: 'He is studying the data and experiments of the plague department?'

At the same time, Zhou Bai said: "Let's talk, I have a lot of things to ask you, I think you are the same, right?"