The eternal fate leads the world's choices, even if they resist stubbornly, they can't get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth, and they will only fall deeper and deeper after all......

In the boundless sea, the rolling waves are surging and rushing with a whistling sound, and the terrifying sound seems to declare the majesty of the sea, which makes people afraid to go beyond half a step. On that sea, only the salty sea breeze dared to be involved, and with the raging waves, it took a vigorous step forward.

The wind and waves surged, and even the color of the sky became more gloomy, and dark clouds gathered, covering the sea and adding a bit of horror to this mysterious sea.

"Where is this?"

A voice with doubts sounded abruptly on the surface of the mighty sea, but it was immediately drowned out by the roar of the sea, as if it had never appeared.

After a few moments, the voice rang out again, "What's going on, where is this?"

It was neither the sound of the wind nor the water, but the voice of a mysterious man speaking.

The mysterious man appeared here out of thin air, without any warning, and what was even more strange was that he did not have any support under his feet, just suspended on the surface of the sea, his ethereal body looming, as if it could dissipate at any time.

It was hazy in front of him, and the mysterious man struggled to open his slightly closed eyes and look at everything around him through the gaps in his eyes. Water, on all sides, and it is constantly gushing. It smells salty in the air.

"It's the sea," the mysterious man muttered to himself, making a judgment, he had never seen the sea, only learned about it in books, the endless sea, the rolling waves, and the salty wind, all exactly as depicted in the book.

Suddenly, he saw an illusory shadow appear on the surface of the sea. The heavy eyelids and the dim sky had a great impact on the vision, but there was no obstruction on the sea, so the mysterious man still spotted the shadow for the first time, but he couldn't see what it was.

As time passed, the shadow enlarged before his eyes, and the mysterious man finally saw what it looked like, it was a ship, its dilapidated hull like a cork floating on the sea, at the mercy of the waves, it was not moving, but drifting with the waves, and at any moment it could turn over like a dead fish.

The dilapidated hull of the ship had an ancient atmosphere, and the broken sails and tattered planks seemed to tell people about its age, and the mast of the ship was crumbling, and the mast was full of scattered ropes, and under the rope there seemed to be something hanging from it, and it was heading towards the mysterious man.

The mysterious man's eyes were staring at the bottom of the rope, and his slightly narrowed eyes were completely open at this moment, it was a decomposing corpse.

The wrecked ship carrying the corpse stands out in the vast expanse of the sea, and the corpse sways gently in the sea breeze.

A terrifying aura rushed into his heart, and the mysterious man wanted to move his body, but found that he couldn't do anything, and could only watch the ship get closer and closer.

What the hell is going on? The mysterious man's mind was in turmoil, he didn't understand why he was here, he didn't understand where the wrecked ship came from, everything was so weird.

The sea breeze blew more rapidly, the whistling continued to echo in my ears, and the dark sky became more gloomy.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt fell from the sky, and the brilliant light hit the sea, and the dazzling light brought a ray of light to this dark place, but the mysterious man did not feel a trace of comfort, his eyes were always attracted by the corpse on the ancient broken ship, the moment the light flickered, he seemed to see something terrifying, his face was dead blue, and panic kept coming to his heart.

Ignoring the rumbling thunder in his ears, the mysterious man continued to stare at the ancient wrecked ship, trying to confirm something, and when the lightning came, he happened to see the corpse through the light.

All the corpses were the same, and the mysterious man was very familiar, and the corpses were clearly exactly like himself. The lower body of the corpse was decomposed, but the face was extremely intact, except for a little loose hair that obscured the face from being clear, the others were indistinguishable from the mysterious man.

Yanchuan is the name of a mysterious person, but who is the corpse on the ancient broken ship?

Looking forward to the next lightning coming, Yan Chuan didn't believe his eyes, thinking to himself, he must have seen it wrong just now, maybe it was because of the oppressive environment here, yes, it must be like this.

The lightning arrived as scheduled, and Yan Chuan concentrated, his eyes motionless, staring at the face of one of the corpses, wanting to find out what was going on and see its face clearly.

Under Yan Chuan's gaze, the light flickered, and with it, the corpse's eyes, which were originally closed, opened without warning.

Yan Chuan was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to hide back, but not only could he not retreat, but his body still had a tendency to pounce forward, his mind was blank, and the feeling of suffocation instantly permeated his whole body.

Imagine when a person is staring intently at a corpse, any movement may bring shock, let alone the corpse opening its eyes as if it were alive.

Although he panicked in his heart, this time, Yan Chuan finally saw the appearance of the corpse clearly, its appearance was the same as his, but the corpse that had already decomposed suddenly opened his eyes, it looked really weird, at this time, he had no idea of studying the corpse at all, he just wanted to escape from here quickly.

However, the corpse had a special attraction, which sucked Yan Chuan's whole person and made him unable to move a single bit. I don't know if the broken boat carrying the corpse floated towards him with the waves, or if he was sucked towards the corpse, Yan Chuan only felt that he was getting closer and closer to the corpse.

Soon, Yan Chuan and the corpse were close at hand, and even without the light of lightning, Yan Chuan could clearly see the outline of the corpse's face.

The eyes were facing each other, Yan Chuan forgot his fear, watching the appearance of the corpse continue to enlarge in his eyes, and the handsome temperament between his eyebrows gradually came to his face, he no longer felt fear, but suddenly had a strange thought: really handsome. The fear was so great that he had forgotten what he was afraid of.

What am I afraid of? Yan Chuan couldn't help but think, am I afraid of death? No, death is just a kind of sleep, I don't want to die, but I am not afraid of death, besides, isn't that myself? What is there to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Yan Chuan's body gradually relaxed, and his heart calmly faced the corpse......

The raging waves were still raging, but there was no madness before, a lonely broken ship was floating with the waves, the swaying hull seemed to be about to collapse at any moment, the waves crashed on the boat, making a creaking sound, the sea water through the broken planks at the stern, constantly pouring into the boat, it was strange that the broken ship was still moving strongly, and there was no sign of sinking.

I don't know how long he has been asleep, but when Yan Chuan opened his eyes again, it was still on the sea, he could feel his body shaking constantly, and his drowsy head made him too late to feel more.

Shaking his head, Yan Chuan tried to make himself more sober, this flick, he found that he had found a little control of his body, yes, it was a little, only the head could move, his body was tied by a rope and hung on the mast beam of the ship, no longer unable to move like before.

Yan Chuan glanced around, and next to him was a corpse that looked like him. At this time, Yan Chuan was hanging on the previous broken ship, becoming one of the many corpses, and he kept floating in the sea with the ancient broken ship.

Before he had time to think about it, Yan Chuan fell into a deep sleep again, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a looming figure suspended in the air in front of him, and the surprised and frightened eyes of the figure were exactly the same as his previous self.

Is it another one? Yan Chuan's heart was full of questions, what was going on? He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

The old wrecked ship carried Yan Chuan towards another "Yan Chuan" in this way, and when Yan Chuan thought that there would be another hanging corpse on the ship, an accident happened.

A bolt of lightning struck the ship with lightning speed.

Crackle-crackle-

When the lightning met the hull, there was a cracking sound, and the hull was not damaged, and there was no change in the corpses hanging from the ship.

Everything seems to be the same, but is that really the case?

After breaking the boat in the lightning split, Yan Chuan felt a spiritual shock, his body was full of strength, people yearn for freedom, and at that moment, he subconsciously wanted to break free of the rope that bound his body.

Trying to push outward, the rope tied to Yan Chuan's body was broken.

Losing the support of the rope, Yan Chuan fell directly and fell on the boat. Standing up with the pain, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and there were people all around. All the corpses had broken free of the rope and were all alive, watching each other wary. Before that, they did not die, but fell into a coma like Yan Chuan, and at this time they were finally relieved and immediately came to their senses.

The appearance of the corpses is exactly the same as that of Yan Chuan, except that some of them have some decomposition on their bodies, and they should have been hanging on the broken ship for a while.

"Where is this?"

As soon as Yan Chuan wanted to speak, he heard a voice from the bow of the ship, which was another "Yan Chuan" suspended in the sea before the lightning came, and he also landed on the ship. He had not been hung on the ship before that, so he was the first to open his mouth.

No one answered his question because no one else knew the answer to the question.

Yan Chuan recalled what had happened before, glanced at the other "Yan Chuan" who was talking, and had a guess in his heart that other people should have come here inexplicably like himself, and then they were hung on the boat inexplicably.

Another question asked by "Yan Chuan" is also what Yan Chuan wants to know the most, but it is estimated that there is no way to get an answer now, but there is one point, which may be answered immediately.

Thinking of this, Yan Chuan asked, "My name is Yan Chuan, what about you?"

"My name is Yan Chuan. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and then said in unison.

After getting a positive answer, Yan Chuan's heart moved, sure enough, they didn't just look like themselves, they also had the same name, why did they have so many themselves? No, there is only one Yan Chuan in this world, and the others are all fake.

Kill them, and I'll be able to get out of here. This idea came out of nowhere, but it was irrepressibly generated in Yan Chuan's mind.

The fist in his hand was clenched, released again, clenched again, and his heart continued to struggle, and finally, Yan Chuan still let go of his clenched hand, and he gave up this crazy thought.

Yan Chuan looked around and found that the other "Yan Chuan" had different expressions, some of them had a kind face, as if they were treating friends they hadn't seen for a long time, while some were curious, and suddenly found so many of themselves, so they naturally had curiosity, and even more of them showed a fierce light, and they wanted to kill other people with the same thoughts as themselves.

But in the next second, Yan Chuan knew that he was still different from the person with a fierce face, because he finally gave up this idea, but that "Yan Chuan" did not. I saw that he suddenly rushed towards the person next to him, wanting to burst out and kill the person next to him.

Knowing the man's thoughts, Yan Chuan was about to speak, but he noticed that there was a sudden strong wind around him, and the lightning in the sky began to pour wildly, and it seemed that all of them had gathered on the ship with a purpose.

At the same time as the lightning fell, Yan Chuan vaguely heard a voice, a voice with majesty and unquestionable sound, as if coming from the distant sky, but it seemed to rise from the deepest part of his heart, mixed with the deafening thunder and lightning slowly diffused out, "The spirit dirt, violating the rules of heaven and earth, all of them will be wiped out." ”

Before he had time to think about the meaning of this sentence, Yan Chuan was struck by lightning, and this time, he was at least bombarded by thousands of lightning bolts at the same time, and of course, under such a dense lightning, no one else was spared.

After a long time, the lightning finally calmed down, and the sea surface returned to its original appearance, as if nothing had happened.