At this time, in the world, spirits have rarely appeared, and the aura in the world is very low, and in the human world, it is also a depressed world.

Suoran, there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, the people are left behind, the white bones are exposed in the wild, the emperor who is in the prime of life dies strangely and violently, and the successor is actually a young emperor with the same puppet,

It seems that he was played by concubines, eunuchs, and courtiers, and everyone in the world thought that the emperor was obsessed with carpentry and kitsch, so that the power fell aside.

In the court, the forces of all parties are fighting openly and secretly, the waves are surging, the tide of the country is scattered, and during the apocalypse, countless strange things have happened one after another.

Whenever it is night, in the capital, there is a strange wind, as if there is a demon infested, about to endanger the common people, whether it is a puppet or a puppet is controlling people,

Is the man on the dragon chair just a puppet under the compromise of the ministers? And the ministers, why not be puppets for the trend of interests, however, the puppets will eventually get out of control one day......

Yakumo Zi walked in a poor countryside with the light of the sky, the gap between the underworld and the human world became more and more obvious, and the thickness of the barrier, even if it was Yakumo Zi at this time, it could not be easily broken,

In order to save some effort, and in order to see the scenery along the way, and the different pleasures brought by humans, the two decided to find a connection point through the underworld in the world.

However, the landscape of this road is not beautiful, deserted villages, wreckage, broken corpses, the air is filled with death and filth, if you change to before, such an environment is easy to breed monsters,

But now, except for the ownerless lonely soul, there are even one or two evil ghosts that have become a climate, the world is long, and how many unjust souls sigh, bloodthirsty flies and insects laugh at the sky,

The world is turbid, and it is inevitable that the flesh and blood will be separated, and the hearts of the people will be ghostly, and such an environment does not seem to provide any fun for the two.

In this way, the two of them hurried aimlessly, and the fresh smell of blood in the air attracted the attention of the two, and the gap between Yakumo Purple has always been a voyeur artifact,

I saw that the blade slashed his throat, a bloody arrow spurted out, and a man who looked like a farmer fell to the ground, his eyes revealing bitter hatred, and he was reluctant to give up on life.

"Dare to stare at me!" The person who spoke pulled out the corpse's eyeballs, pinched them, and threw them on the ground.

"Hurry up and get your things right, it's time for us to go back!" If we continue to rub it down, the group of pigs is coming, although we are not afraid, but after all, this is the territory of the Central Plains!

There are many people, and you also know that the greatest ability of the people of the Central Plains is to be able to give birth and raise - it is impossible to exchange our lives for them," a tall and thin man shouted.

"Hahahaha!"

"So we're actually helping them, preventing them from starving to death if they raise too much and can't eat."

"So it's a bunch of pigs! Hahaha! ”

"If we kill such a few people, I'm afraid it's not enough for them to be born in a day!"

"Hahaha!"

"It's almost—it's time to go."

As soon as the man finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him, as if the scene of this slaughterhouse was just an after-show.

Yakumo Zi was indifferent, for a big monster like her, countless scenes ten thousand times more tragic than this have been seen, and even the driving force behind the scenes, asked Yakumo Zi to borrow a fan,

Walking slowly along the road, I occasionally met a few outsiders, and Tianguang didn't ask anything else, just killed a fan and walked towards the place where the laughter came from.

“…… Phew-gone-" There was a person hiding in a private house next to him, he had just seen Tianguang kill a few brothers like cutting melons and vegetables, so he was so frightened that he hid in the nearest room, and looked at Tianguang through the crack in the door and walked over, "I have to inform the others......

Tianguang looked at the direction he was far away, instantly disappeared into the quantum sea, returned to his ontological form, and followed the person who left, A breeze blew, rustling between the leaves, and he felt a little itchy scratching on his face, and Dahm reached out and broke the branch,

"Huh? Again? There was another tingling on his face, a snap, and another stretch of his hand to break it, and it wasn't long before the tickling sensation came from his face again.

“！！！” With a burst of irritability in his heart, Damm wanted to cut off all the branches around him with a knife.

While he was thinking, he suddenly felt his hair being hooked by a branch, "Nima! And there's more! He scolded and turned his head to look behind him.

“……”

The green branches and buds had somehow turned into dry arms, and the canopy was covered with faces with rotting sarcomas, and his hair was being pulled back by these arms.

The terrible faces around him slowly surrounded him, some laughing, some crying, but after approaching him,

Without exception, all of them turned into angry and hideous expressions! They opened their rancid mouths and spoke of their resentment.

Whether he remembered it or not, these were the people he had killed, and this scene destroyed his psychological defense, although he didn't believe in the dead seeking revenge, but the bloody ones were in front of him,

See...... Hell......" Damm drew his scimitar, cut off his hair with a single blow, and jumped from the tree, while the branches behind him slowly grabbed at him as if they had two hands.

Dahm looked back at the demon tree, the faces had become angry, and his mouth was cursing, and a green strip was attached to the back of the face, slowly protruding from the canopy with his face.

Dam, thinking nothing else, ran all the way out of the woods.

"Ha-ha-ha" his heart beat violently, and he ran wildly with all his might, passing through one tree after another without stopping, and as he continued to advance, the scene around him was constantly changing.

The trees twisted and spoke, the earth rotted and stenched, the dirt under his feet turned into a large pile of rotten flesh, and the bloody and blurred human faces continued to emerge from these pieces of flesh, and Damm stepped on the "path of human faces",

Terrified, he kept yelling and screaming, trying in vain to embolden himself, and soon ran out of the woods, but he still did not dare to stay,

Continuing to urge his legs like lead to keep moving forward, he ran and ran to the grassland and came to his own door.

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to lift the tent and walked in, and there was only darkness in front of him at first, but slowly the light appeared,

A silhouette gradually appeared in front of him, the outline of a face—a big smiling face facing him, no different from the rotten face before,

But all this was undoubtedly telling him, and he still squatted on the tree, it turned out that the previous escape was only a dream, and he had never left the tree from the beginning to the end......

"No !!!"