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Staring at the strange flowers, Ma Ling didn't know why, and his spirit was slightly in a trance.

He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them, his surroundings had changed.

It's like a space-time shift.

"It's ......"

Ma Ling's eyes widened.

It's not dark, it's just a little dim, but you can see it clearly.

Large expanses of blood-red flowers, blooming all around, like a praying palm, dragged to the sky.

A strange fragrance fills the entire space.

The original forest has been replaced by these strange red flowers, large expanses of bright red as blood, sprinkled all over the earth, looking like a carpet made of blood.

These flowers, it seems, are the only scenery here, and other than that, there is nothing else.

Lifeless and lifeless.

On the other side, Wu Hao's eyes widened, and the scene that Ma Ling saw, as he increased his erosion, was clearly presented in his eyes on this side of the World Gate.

This picture is very familiar to him!

This is ......

At this moment, the surrounding scenery is like a broken picture, and it is also breaking little by little, or it is fading from the bright red color to green, and the darkness is beginning to invade inch by inch.

"Oh no, this is going to be broken, it's time to get out of here!"

Without thinking about it, at the moment when the large saffron was about to disappear, the Maling lancet flew out and swirled and brought back a bright red flower.

At the same time, there was a sudden extremely strong devouring sensation in the body, which was mixed with a faint excitement and indescribable weirdness.

Even more excited than the last time I got the weird eyeballs of that black cavity.

This is......

The clock on the chest, want to eat this thing!

What's going on?

...... The clock wills, what is it going to do?

The next moment, without waiting for him to think about it, the clock completely cracked, and the clock will in his chest turned into countless clockwork and gear chains, and finally combined together, it turned into a huge mouth, and with a snort, he swallowed the flower into his belly.

A sense of satisfaction arises.

Roar!

The moment the flowers were devoured, the entire saffron site seemed to be completely rioting, and countless flowers flew up, swirled, and turned into an even larger flower.

The flowers erupted from the endless air current, turning into an incomparable shock wave.

A powerful shock wave swept in, and the surrounding images were further shattered, and when he was about to impact Ma Ling's side, his eyes were dark, but he found that he had returned to the dark forest.

The will of the clock also suddenly returned to the part of the chest.

Footside

The milky white flowers are still quietly there, but at this moment, the flower bones have fully bloomed.

A blood-red line, like a trail, is engraved in the center of the flower.

The traces of the path, exuding a faint light, radiated in the air, and the void became a phase, as if it were a real road.

This path, suspended in the void, extends into the darkness as if it were leading to hell.

Faintly, it seems to be able to see that on this road paved with blood-colored flowers, there are figures blowing trumpets, red sedan chairs, the hustle and bustle of gongs and drums, and paper money flying in the sky.

The figure looked back and smiled!

Ma Ling is like falling into an ice cave.

Just one glance, he felt that his soul and body were frozen, and the existence of his entire self seemed to be torn apart.

As soon as it gets dark, you're going to pass out.

In the last sight he saw, only the red-clad figure and the pair of scarlet eyes remained.

Burst!

The clock in the body vibrated violently, and a force spread throughout the body, protecting the whole body.

Ma Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees, breathing violently, gasping for air.

"Fuck, what the hell is this, so dangerous?"

It took a long time for his body to recover, and Ma Ling stood up tremblingly, his body was still a little weak.

At this time, he no longer felt the danger of this strange flower.

After thinking about it, he held the lancet in his hand and prepared to dig out the flower, but the lancet passed through the flower.

What's going on?

The flower is completely illusory, untouchable.

It's as if you don't exist in this world.

The flowers bloomed quietly, and after three or four minutes, the whole flower suddenly spread out, and the road suspended on the flowers also disappeared.

A few petals, flying to Ma Ling's side, he subconsciously went to pick it up, but he didn't expect to come into contact with it this time.

Hurriedly looked at the other petals, and they were already nowhere to be found.

There were only three petals on his body, and Ma Jiong picked up one and looked at it carefully, and found that there was handwriting faintly engraved on it.

The same goes for the other two pieces.

These handwritings, like ancient oracle bone inscriptions, and cuneiform scripts, can't tell what they are, but for some reason, the moment he saw them, Ma Ling actually understood the meaning of these words.

Manju

Sawa

Death!

"Manju Sahua?"

"Flower of Yellow Springs!"

"Flowers of the Other Side!"

As soon as I saw these fonts, the petals had already dissipated into the void.

I think of the large saffron flowers in the weird space just now, and the weird path on the flower just now.

He instantly thought of some legends.

In ancient times, there was a flower of yellow springs, blooming in the river on the other side.

Fiery red as blood, open in Lethe, bloom in Lethe, and finally Lethe.

This is the only scenery and color on the dark and dead Huangquan Road, and every person who dies is stepping on the guidance of this flower and leading to the hell.

Its flowers, which are said to contain magical powers, can remind people of their past lives.

And Manzhu Shahua, the flower demon Manzhu, and the leaf demon Shahua, they jointly guard the flower of Huangquan, but they will never meet.

I thought of the weird space full of red flowers just now, the weird bride at the end, and the weird road on the white flowers just now.

Could it be Hell, the Flower of Yellow Springs, Manju or the Sava Ghosts, and the final path is a bloody path to Hell?

"It's just, it's just that I can come across such a strange thing by simply going out to hunt, is it because my luck is too bad?"

"It's all a coincidence?"

Ma Ling pondered, put the three petals in his arms, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't believe that it was all a coincidence, and there must be a deep-seated reason.

"Could it be that it has something to do with the will of the clock?"

I always feel that the weirdness just now is not like it is aimed at me, but at the will of the clock in my body.

This point is even more confusing to Ma Ling.

What the hell is this clock will?

After the clock appeared from the heart, even if he joined the organization of the will of the clock, he still didn't know much about this thing.

Maybe the mysterious leader of the organization knows something, but for that leader, Ma Ling is also quite jealous.

I can not touch it as much as possible.

This time, in the space suspected of being a netherworld, the clock at the mouth of the heart changed for the first time, and it actually devoured a strange red flower, and I didn't know what would happen.

Feeling his body slightly, there was no strange reaction, and Ma Ling pressed the doubts in his heart.

Sometimes if you can't figure it out, don't think about it, it's useless to think about it.

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