Sharp and broken bones pierced the flat surface of the lake, a lone tower stretched out into the icy sky, and a meandering glow covered it like a swarm of nymphs, blending a treacherous vitality into the atmosphere of death.

And in the middle of this hellish picture is my lost hope.

"Okay."

I replied, while casting all my suppressed gaze on the unconscious Yao.

The deal is over, and there is no need for me to communicate with me. In the silence, only the huge and deformed bones in the lake slowly rose, covering the delicate figure like a screen.

Standing on the shore, all that was left was the hollow echoes of the wreckage.

I clenched my fists so hard that the surging blood in my chest rushed to my brain, burning my mushy thoughts until they were shriveled dregs! No matter what it was talking to me just now, all it wanted was for me to use it in exchange for Yao's life!

How is this possible!

However, the reverberating grief and indignation only turned into a few cold snorts, and then the smoke disappeared helplessly, and I loosened my green fingertips, unable to squeeze out even a simple sigh.

After all, even if I beat my chest like a madman, I won't have the right to refuse, at least until it's satisfied, Yao won't die easily.

I still have time, although I don't have much left.

Take a long breath of gloomy air, feel the chill pass through your throat, into your lungs, and finally seep the truest and most resentful reality into every drop of blood that flows.

After a few seconds, as my eyes gradually focused, I exhaled the foul breath in my mouth as if I had unloaded my burden, perhaps because I had cleared my eyes a little, and I had a new experience.

"The most important thing now is to find her."

Muttering, I looked back at Xun's twisted corpse not far away, its dark eyes still closed, its filthy dark green blood stained its rocky face.

"Alas...... Well, who said this was the only clue. ”

Complaining, I tiptoed to a few meters away from the corpse, staring at Xun's human-like and inhuman appearance, which made me feel creepy inexplicably.

Whether it's a long-term shock, or a memory etched into my brain, I always feel that it is difficult for a creature like them to fall into such a field, and even if it is still in the case of a group march.

So what exactly is the object of the attack? What about its companions? Didn't they all resist? And no matter how big the difference in strength is, it won't all be left to rot here alone, right?

However, looking at the exaggerated wound that covered the back, at least one thing was certain - it was completely dead.

I slowed down, and I felt an indescribable chill in my heart.

To be reasonable, since Wei Ming and the village chief tore their faces, I have seen a lot of unsightly corpses and weird and disgusting creatures, but such a tragic situation still makes me can't help but feel a chill down my spine.

Xun's death is by no means a normal phenomenon, the crack that looks like being chopped out by a blunt knife may be one of the fatal causes, but the most serious thing should be the vision that occurred in the depths of this body.

I crouched down and carefully observed the flesh blooming in Xun.

The bright green blood of the jujube sprayed everywhere, and its skin seemed to have lost its support, and it was sagging on the ground. From the left shoulder to the right abdomen, the fibers of the muscles are broken and twisted together like worn wool.

And through this horrific tragedy, another shocking fact is conveyed.

In order to confirm this terrible speculation, I casually picked up the half-broken short bow, and with a frown, stretched it out to Xun's wound.

The moment the arch bone slid in, the adherent flesh was forcibly stretched open, the mucus and blood stains blended with each other, and as my movements intensified, the sound of extremely vomiting suddenly reached the cochlea, as if countless loaches were hiding in this torso and squirming wildly, or stepping into the rotting and fermenting swamp.

I squinted, and the acid water gushing out of my stomach was already reaching the base of my tongue.

After some hard work, the cortex at the edge of Xun's wound was slowly propped up into a palm-wide hole, and the light suddenly roared into it.

After seeing the image I imagined, I finally resisted the urge to vomit and came to the final conclusion.

"It's all gone......"

The internal organs and bones that should have been piled up in the skin are now strangely gone.

All that's left in front of me is an empty shell that's been scraped clean.

"Huh? It's—"

Just as I was about to get up and leave, an inconspicuous gap at the base of Xun's neck caught my eye.

When I pulled away the ends of its dark brown hair, I was greeted by a second fatal scar!

It's just that the incision is only half a finger long, and the surface is smooth and flat, and it is as small as a feather compared to the horrific sight beneath it.

But why bother? Or is this the reason why Xun died? Or was it something that deliberately took out all the entrails after it was killed? What are you going to do with it?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt my scalp tingle, everything around me seemed to be clouded, and the brutal murderer seemed to stand behind me, dormant, smiling, waiting for me to relax and burst out! Then turn me into a nameless corpse in this tomb-like structure!

Suddenly! I turned my head in a flash of lightning, and my eyes widened to look at the space behind my head!

It was still empty.

"Damn—"

I patted my chest and let out a long sigh of relief, and my tense nerves relaxed a little. But before the fear dissipated, new troubles followed.

"! How the hell can TM find it?! Lao Tzu is not a fairy! Well? Hiss – unless ......"

Thinking about it, I hurriedly leaned down my upper body and looked down at the position a few meters away from Xun. As my face almost touched the ground, a flash of light hit my pupils.

"Damn! Really! ”

The development of events is consistent with my reasoning, and whoever caused such a horrific scene must not have left no trace. And in all the evidence that is visible to the naked eye, blood is absolutely indispensable!

"Good!"

With that, I quickly got up, and my emotions gradually returned to my original calm state, and inexplicable self-confidence flowed in, and a beautiful picture of the future was slowly unfolding.

Maybe it was to convince myself, or maybe it was just a bad habit, I paced and said to myself,

"Just follow this clue and definitely find it! And with her ability, I'm afraid she would have escaped from the monster's belly a long time ago! Once with her help! Yao definitely can! Can ......"

Suddenly, I was stuck in my throat, and the end of the wrinkled scroll in my mind was also stained with black ink spots.

"What if, I mean what if...... She won't help me, so what should I do? ”

As soon as this damn thought came to me, I immediately shook my hands and laughed perfunctorily, looking like a funny actor in a black and white mime.

"No, no, no, it can't be! Hahaha, what am I thinking? She obviously doesn't hate Yao, she's obviously-"

The world fell silent for an imperceptible moment, and it was as if my heart had been pulled into the abyss, soaked in the piercing river Styx.

Because I understand that I have every reason to reject me, I am the one who involved her from the reclusive peach orchard, I am the one who gave her unfulfilled promises, I am the one who deceived her feelings, and I am the one who repeatedly disappointed her.

And even further,

She would be happy to watch me die.

"Nope."

I muttered, already having the answer in my mind.

Rather than beg for inscrutable mercy, it is better to ......

"Save only one."

The thick fog that hung in the sky shattered, and the noise of everything swept in an instant.

I heard a sharp pop from the fern overhead, burning firewood with life; I heard gnomes crouching on the side of the road, sharpening their blood-stained weapons; Buried deep in the earth, Wei Ming twisted his mutant limbs and crawled between the rock crevices; The hurricane blew through the canyon and into the secret chamber in the cliff, and behind the stone wall carved with markings, there was a sad face.

I can't forget his voice,

"No one can escape."

And the reason for this has long been told to me personally.

It was the girl I had seen in my dreams when I was still unconscious, wrapped in a white garment, and the words of mercy and mercy,

"I'm guilty."

Murmuring, I could only feel a great sadness.

It turns out that from the very beginning, I never lost the right to choose. It was my selfishness every time that I called survival that made the story develop to the point where it is today.

All the pain and struggle came from a lie.

"Jue."

I looked at my hands, which were covered in colorful scars.

Then, the joints of my fingers bent and the dusty nails sank into the soft skin of my palms, until the joints were bloodless and the pain crept up to my swollen brain, and I looked up at the tranquil white lake.

"There's still a chance."

If the culpability must disappear, at least not in their case.

No matter how immeasurable the consequences are, she also has the right to know the truth, and she must understand that the suffering she endured is because of me, and has nothing to do with Yao.

But when the confession is over, he will definitely be happy to slash the enemy, and besides, I have nothing to say.

But at least...... This link must be kept after rescuing Yao.

Click-

With the strength of my wrist, I broke off half of the sharp wooden spike from the edge of the broken bow, which was not very strong, and carefully tucked it into the cuff.

"Tsk, it's not enough ......"

Halfway through, I pulled it out with a frown. Since it was decided to force each other to death, a mere piece of wooden thorn seems to be too child's play, if it is replaced by the arrow worn by Xun, it must be-

However, before I could make a move, the strange and eerie scene was the first to pierce into the eye socket!

Xun, who was lying on his side, lay on his back on the ground at some point, and its empty abdomen had risen to the point where it was about to break, and the green blood light shuttled through it like a branch, and something was regularly agitating under the dark skin.

"-"

I watched Xun's corpse slowly retreat, and the tools used to cut themselves were also crossed across his chest.

Without the support of its bones, its flesh was like a folded garment, and its two soft arms were also waving strangely under the tremors, faster and faster, more and more violent!

Suddenly! The epileptic movements came to an abrupt halt, and time seemed to stand still.

In my frightened gaze, Xun was propped up to the belly like a pale pink page, and a crack opened. It was as if the cage that imprisoned the demon had been opened, revealing countless wriggling shadows inside the flesh-and-blood shell.

In the dim light, I saw the fingertips hanging on the membrane poking out of it, grabbing the few remaining stumps of Xun and spreading down like vines, and finally completely blocked my intermittent breathing!

As seen in the bronze gates and the secret passages of the secret chambers, these ghostly palms grow,

Pale as always.