In the capital city, Li Yu, who experienced life and death again in the dragon mound, escaped, and was finally released from the dungeon, sat in the ruins at the moment and rested, and spit out evenly.

He focused his mind on the breath flowing within his body, and although he was blocked from time to time, he was no longer in a hurry to resist, he tried to live in peace with the resistance, to envelop it, to please it, to move slowly between the gaps.

Then he felt his thoughts begin to rise, even out of his body. This thought suddenly bloomed like a flower above his head, and then scattered into countless powders, and slowly drifted down, so that he seemed to become an infinite number of him.

He landed on the tall plane tree beside him, and heard the sound of nourishment flowing in the meridians of the tree's branches. When he fell into the dirt, he heard the sound of insects and ants crawling and chasing him underneath the soil. He also fell on the body of Bei Yingling, the girl standing not far away, and felt the crispness and purity that penetrated into people's hearts.

He greedily wants to absorb and perceive more.

He was attracted by an inexplicable force.

This power came from the ground, it was so powerful that it could not be heard or seen, and it probably hid danger, but it made him want to see what was going on.

His mind began to follow the power. The more he pursued, the more he seemed to be caught in some kind of unfathomable darkness, and closed, nervous, worried, and anxious thoughts began to envelop him, but they pushed him to continue his search.

He felt dizzy, and his otherwise awake consciousness became blurry and even confused. He was supposed to lose all ties like a paper harrier with a broken thread, and then vomit rotten juice as his stomach swirled. But this time he connected to this force, which was too powerful and fascinating, and he followed it cautiously at first, until at a certain moment he suddenly seemed to be sucked into the abyss, and then he was instantly swept into the rushing water.

As if drowning, he felt suffocated and involuntarily, and countless chaotic fragments flashed through his mind. He thought of his parents, his sister and Uncle Wang, he thought of those enemies, he felt strongly about his incompetence, he could only be afraid, he could not protect anyone, he could only feel inferior, hurt and ashamed...... When this kind of emotion accumulated and surged to an unbearable extreme, he couldn't hold back the moment he opened his mouth, as if he had passed through time and woke up from a dream, and the light and shadow reappeared in front of him.

He stood in front of a dilapidated and gloomy house. He looked back in a trance, and found that Bei Yingling was following behind him, looking at him with a surprised face. He brought her thoughts with him.

Li Yu turned his head and subconsciously walked to the front of the house, but Bei Yingling behind him grabbed him. He looked back again, and the girl shook her head at him in fear and worry.

He also shook his head, then took away Bei Mingling's cool hand and continued to walk to the front of the house, with Bei Mingling also following beside him.

Two men stood in front of the broken panes, two pairs of dark and uneasy eyes looking into the room, and their horror was immediately magnified.

A black-robed figure in a black cloak stood sideways in front of the shriveled corpses on the ground.

As soon as Bei Mingling opened her mouth and almost exclaimed, Li Yu reached out and covered her mouth.

The figure remained motionless in place, completely discerning his face under the cover of the cloak, and only felt like a thin man, as the black robe and cloak looked completely collapsed.

Until someone walked slowly in front of the figure from a corner of the house.

The man who walked was poorly dressed and short, and from the side he was a lean boy of about the same age as the two peeping outside. Although the boy looked ahead with his eyes open, his expression was sluggish, his speech was sluggish, his lips pursed but he could not hear what was being said, he was bewitched by something.

The boy knelt down in front of the black figure, looking up and muttering. On his cheeks, there seemed to be a few words.

The black-clad figure reached out to him and clutched his neck, as thin as a withered hand as the ghost he had seen before. But even so, the hand was so powerful that it was almost embedded in the flesh of the boy's delicate neck, and the boy's emaciated cheeks could be seen quickly turning crimson, and his expression was painful.

Li Yu's eyes widened, and his heart beat wildly. He covered Bei Mingling's hand and felt a rapid breath.

It lifted the boy up, and he hung straight off the ground. At this time, Li Yu actually saw some faint light from the boy's body flowing down, passing to the withered hand of the raised tree, and into the black robe of the figure.

The boy's cheeks and body withered in agony, as the dead would go through, but only at a fraction of the rate!

"No!" Li Yu finally screamed out, pushing the door violently to get in, but even if he and Bei Yingling pushed together, the dilapidated wooden lattice door couldn't be pushed open.

They shouted and pushed and kicked, the door creaked but never opened, and they peered through the door anxiously.

Then, in his astonishment, he saw that the boy seemed to hear their cries, and his body moved, and he twisted his head out of the door with great difficulty, and then took out a dagger from his body that shone with cold light, and in the face of death, he held the dagger horizontally, and slashed at his neck.

Three of the five dead branches were broken, but the remaining two on both sides and the connection were still firmly attached to the boy's lines, and blood was gushing from the crack in his neck!

Bei Mingling screamed. "Don't!" Li Yu roared and pushed the door, but the door still wouldn't open.

The boy in the air twitched all over, his cheeks were completely withered, and blood flowed to the ground like a spring, and also flowed down the mutilated hand and the light into the black robe.

Time and space seem to stand still. The shadow let go slightly, then the hand loosened, and the boy's withered body was put back on the ground.

The boy's body stood stiff, the hand around his neck did not drop, and there was a strange hoarse groan from inside the room, which must have been made by the black figure.

The light began to flow back, from the shadows down the withered hands to the boy's body, and the blood gradually dried up, and the withered body and cheeks swelled again.

Li Yu raised his hand to push the door again, but this time the door opened, and he rushed into the door with Bei Mingling.

But in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of me was completely different.

In the darkness, the black-robed figure had disappeared, and the dead bodies all over the ground no longer existed, and in front of them, only the boy standing sideways and not yet fully recovered was still standing in place.

He's undergoing drastic changes.

His cheeks and body were not only regaining their swelling and radiance, but even getting bigger and taller, as if a person was experiencing what would have taken decades of growth in front of their eyes in a moment.

They were stunned and couldn't move.

The boy's body became as tall as an adult, and even fat, and his originally thin and dark yellow cheeks became full and round, white and shiny, and the side of his face was clearly tattooed with cyan characters, and he escaped slave.

He turned, his head bowed upright, and looked at them with a smile on his face as usual.

"My Emperor. He said with a smile, full of laughter but chilling.

"You ...... you" Li Yu was speechless in shock.

"My Emperor," said the Emperor, still amicably, "I saw you decades ago, and you shouted and woke me up from the process of death, and you broke in. It's you, it's you. ”

"Could it be...... Could it be that I saw you in the past? But ......" Li Yu was confused, and his mind was completely confused.

"You now awaken my past me. Now that I stand with you, we are the same, my emperor. A sinister smile always hung on his face.

"What exactly have you been through?"

"I have given my blood and soul to our King, who forgives me not to die and leads me into the night, and I am a slave to the night. ”

"You, you're dead, yes, you're dead, you're a ghost. Li Yu was shocked.

"I said, my emperor," he smiled, "we are the same. ”

Li Yu shook his head vigorously, and said with desperate eyes: "No, no, I'm not like you, I'm not a ghost, I'm not!"

He laughed out loud, he narrowed his eyes with laughter, bowed to him slightly, lowered his voice and said softly: "My emperor, don't worry, one day you will understand." Now, go and take a look, they, find your parents, remember, listen to Lord Nangong. ”

Li Yu's eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into the abyss again, he suddenly opened his eyes, everything disappeared, and he had to be desolate.