Silence, hypocrisy, death and absurdity, these four words seem to be quite easy to combine.

yes, Xiaoqing.

In the endless light, will you remember, the pure darkness?

Probably not, because I know you're a snob.

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Completely incommunicable from the outside world, the burial had lost his sense of the passage of time, and he wandered quietly in this space that was all black and without a trace of light, and at first glance looked like a specimen.

It's not that Qing Fu didn't want to leave here, on the contrary, he really wanted to leave this damn cage.

But all the tentative force released by the burial to the surroundings has no return, just like the light absorbed by a black hole, it cannot affect this strange space in the slightest.

Touch, hearing, vision, heartbeat nothing.

It seems to be alive and dead, and it feels very suspenseful.

Qing Fu plans to pause for a moment, and find a way to get out of this space that wants to be a specimen and looks like a cage.

Suddenly, a strong light crashed into this empty and silent world, in fact, this light was quite soft, but Qing Fu's eyes had been in the dark for so long that he felt a headache when he saw the light.

The blinding light curtain almost filled the field of vision of the burial, and he saw that the darkness that had been surrounding him was like an ant, killed by insect repellent.

Qing Fu's eyes are squinting so that the effect of light on vision is not so strong, but the light is like inviting him, inviting him to leave, or possibly inviting him back.

There's a crimson flower just ahead.

A very tempting thought flashed inexplicably, inexplicably occupying the whole person's heart.

Qing Fu stretched out his right hand, the opportunity is to be grasped, and this flower seems to be the opportunity.

Indifference to the crowd is not in line with the character of the burial.

This time, the dazzling white light completely obscured the vision of the Qing burial, and the infinite amount of death and absurdity turned black.

This was the last snippet in his mind before he lost consciousness.

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"Hmmm......"

In the large, red-colored space, I saw a low moan from the burial who was lying on the white floor in the center, and he sat up with his twitching hands on his slightly throbbing head.

Straightening up, Qing Fu instantly understood that he had arrived in a strange place.

Being in an unfamiliar environment makes Qing Fu very vigilant, and the muscles of his whole body are tense to cope with any unexpected situation.

Even though he had been prepared, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him when he put down his hand holding his head and looked straight ahead.

A lock of beautiful black hair fluttered down like a waterfall, and a pair of fox eyes were as black as an abyss.

The edges of her neckline are inlaid with lace. The shirt was fat, with long sleeves, all decorated with a large amount of crimson lace, and sometimes the sleeves were made into many segments, each of which was inlaid with lace, which was very ornate, and a dark cloak was draped over the shoulders.

Typical of the Baroque.

While Qing Fu looked at the other party with a vigilant and interesting eye, the other party was also observing him.

It's scrutiny, a look at the prisoner.

The girl's limbs were tied to the wall beside her, and the burial thought that if the wall was replaced with a cross, it would be quite like Jesus.

The other party's lips did not open and close, but Qing Fu clearly heard the other party's voice, which seemed to sound from his head.

"My name is Migalel."

The situation that the priority was controlled by the other party made Qing Fu frown without a trace, and then made an expression of nothing, and gestured to the other party with a sincere gaze to continue.

"This is the old site of the gathering of all souls, and the new festival will come here."

I really don't know what these inexplicable words are.

Qing Fu had never heard of it, and he couldn't find any relevant information from the only remaining memories in his brain, and now, Qing Fu felt that he had encountered something beyond his cognition

The other party's introduction seemed to come to an end, and he was about to open his mouth when he suddenly felt a force rush into his body.

Qing Fu's reaction, of course, was not to be completely selfless in excitement, but to bully the other party with extremely aggressive eyes.

Ling Chi was a group criminal.

The burial that was still in a gentle state one second seemed to be a different person the next.

The girl who claimed to be called Migalel or the dead face did not change in the slightest.

The limbs were still hanging from the wall.

After confirming that the power of the breakthrough would not cause damage to his body for the time being, he suppressed the urge to feel the power, and his body was forced into an unknown energy, and the power of forcibly breaking in without his permission made the mood not very pleasant.

Qing Fu felt that the extra power in his body was not quite the same as the power he had previously mastered in the all-black world, and it seemed to be something more overwhelming and difficult to understand

You don't have to think much to know who did it.

"Why?"

There is no possibility of a pie falling from the sky, unless the purpose of the pie is to stone someone

Qing Fu does not believe that all this is good for no price.

So the premise is that he must first figure out the other party's motives.

“…… You've arrived here and you've seen me. ”

The girl's staccato voice came out.

Qing Fu raised his eyebrows and looked puzzled, but did not answer, so the surroundings were silent for a long time.

"Help me find that thing."

The spirit girl's voice echoed in his head.

"For me...... Find the damned curse. ”

Liberation has always been Migalel's wish, but her identity is destined to be locked here for the rest of her life, with nowhere to go.

So she pinned her hopes on this newcomer, so that although it was somewhat inappropriate, there was really no other way.

All the options were in vain for Migalel, who could not leave captivity.

"What do you mean? I don't understand. ”

"It's nothing, it's easy anyway." The girl's slow voice seemed to be lying.

"It's definitely very profitable, I wonder if you're going to make a trade?"

The girl's voice still echoed in the space.

The burial naturally feels incredible, the price paid is very small, it can be called insignificant, and a huge amount of benefits can be obtained.

This made Qing Fu feel puzzled and even suspicious, but then erased this thought from his mind, Qing Fu had nothing worth seeking from others, and even the power that Qing Fu just had was given to him by the girl in front of him.

She has it but the girl doesn't, and what can make the other party look at it squarely is probably only 'freedom'.

Qing Fu controls his newfound power, as skilled as he was born.

The whole small space collapsed and reorganized, as if it had undergone a thousand changes in a second.

"Such a special power......"

The palm of the hand tightened violently, and the void was dispersed by the sudden force, and the part of the hand that was grasped scrambled to float out from between the fingers, gradually becoming transparent from the end, merging with the invisible air.

Qing Fu refocused his gaze on the girl.

"I want to ask a few more questions before trading, I don't know if it's okay?"