"Whoa......

Waves swept onto the beach.

The footprints of different shades were gradually erased under the washing of the waves.

The colorful lights behind him make Sanya's night look more vibrant than during the day.

In a bar on the beach, a young resident singer is singing a song "Forget the Water" affectionately

On the beach, a man walks on the beach with a woman dressed in red by the hand, just like an ordinary couple.

Zhao Ke lowered his head and picked up a conch from the sand under his feet, and used his source hand to clean up the sand in the conch.

"Legend has it that the conch is the gramophone of the sea, and people's memories are all contained in it, but I don't know if it's true."

As Zhao Ke spoke, he turned around and handed the conch in his hand to Ji Wusui beside him.

Ji Wusui looked at the conch in his hand.

looked at Zhao Ke again, put away the conch silently, and there was no reluctance or sadness on his face.

just looked at Zhao Ke in front of him very seriously.

Because she doesn't know if she will have a chance to see him again in the future.

Or the next time I saw him, the man in front of him had become a faltering old man.

"Take care."

Ji Wusui raised his head, and the big red coffin broke through the void and appeared behind Ji Wusui.

Zhao Ke waved his hand.

When Ji Wusui said these two words, he thought of many ways to say goodbye in his mind.

But in the end, the farewell of the two was surprisingly bland.

There is no reluctance to cry, and there is no sadness like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Only look at each other and smile, forget each other in the calm of the rivers and lakes.

As the poet Milan Kundera said, "It's a world where it's fashionable to leave, but we're not good at saying goodbye." ”

The big red coffin was resealed, and the two looked at each other hurriedly through the gap where the coffins merged.

Time seems to go back to the day when he carried the coffin out of Changbai Mountain.

The snow flies in the white mountains, and you will see it for life.

Maybe until the moment when tears rolled down the corners of their eyes.

only to understand what kind of stinging pain in my heart is.

A red star rushes into the starry sky from the shore and eventually disappears into the night.

She's gone!

Zhao Ke sat alone on the beach.

Listening to the song in the bar not far away, the song of forgetfulness, sitting alone at dawn.

Until the sun breaks over the shoreline.

The orange-red sunlight shone on Zhao Ke's body, as if the haze on Zhao Ke's body was swept away, making Zhao Ke's body full of vitality.

In the black and white pupils, a blazing flame couldn't help but burn.

Sit up from the beach, smiling on your back at the sky.

He is not He Quanshun.

He is not Qi Liang either.

He is Zhao Ke, and he will neither choose to sink in the dark, nor lose his fighting spirit in the dazed, because there are more things waiting for him.

Ji Wusui's departure not only made him depressed, but made the fire in Zhao Ke's chest more and more vigorous.

Because he also wants to see what kind of world the enlightenment in Ji Wusui's mouth is.

Zhao Ke turned around and walked out of the beach, and at the same time, through the heart of the fat pig, he and Camille were informed.

After returning to the villa.

Wang Mazi also came out of the ghost market.

Plus the bantam tiger that Zhao Ke released from the bottle.

Zhao Ke's team and his party were all assembled.

"Hey, Asako, what's going on, Captain."

The bantam tiger fluttered and landed beside Wang Mazi, squinting at Zhao Ke who was sitting on the side with a smile on his face, and asked in a low voice.

He always felt as if Zhao Ke had been stimulated by something.

Don't talk about him, the fat pig and others on the side are the same, worried about Zhao Ke.

The fat pig glanced at the time on the clock.

It's less than five minutes until the tournament.

They had received a reminder from the mail.

It's just that until now, Zhao Ke hasn't even said a word from beginning to end.

"Commander, what are you thinking?"

Finally, the fat pig couldn't bear it anymore and asked Zhao Ke.

In the face of the fat pig's inquiry, Zhao Ke just looked at the time on the clock until the second hand of the clock began to tick and was about to go to 12 o'clock.

Zhao Ke's eyes became fiery and excited, he raised his palms, turned his head and looked at everyone present: "Are you ready?" ”

Fat Pig and the others were stunned for a moment, but they quickly understood.

They looked at each other and got up from the sofa, put their hands on the back of Zhao Ke's hand, and looked at each other, everyone's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

They know very well that maybe after this fight, someone will disappear from the ranks forever.

But from this day forward, none of them are alone anymore.

There are convincing teammates behind them who support their courage.

At the very least, they won't have any thoughts of backing down until their companions disappear.

Shouted in unison: "Ready! ”

"That'...... Just kill him cleanly! ”

The excitement in Zhao Ke's voice could not be suppressed, and the powerful battle intent seemed to be pouring out of his chest, infecting every member of the group.

At this moment, the flame in Zhao Ke's chest not only illuminated the confidence of the entire team, but also made everyone regard him as the backbone of the team.

"Kill!"

With a neat roar, Zhao Ke and the others received a reminder from the stamp album at the same time.

It's different from the way you enter the normal horror space.

At the same time that everyone received the reminder, the space in front of them seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible big hands, and a huge black hole appeared in front of Zhao Ke and the others.

Zhao Ke put the bantam into the bottle and stepped into the rift.

The fat pig and the others behind him, like the soldiers behind Zhao Ke, disappeared into the depths of the rift with Zhao Ke.

Meanwhile.

The whole ghost city at the same time.

The entire trading market was stopped.

Overhead, the sky with trading stamps gradually turns into a giant screen.

Regarding this battle, everyone can go through the ghost market screen together and watch the whole process of this battle.

There is no doubt that it will be a feast.

Even some postmen who are about to enter a new round of horror space.

It will also be at this time to get a message.

[During the tournament, all horror space missions are temporarily suspended.] 】

In other words, except for the postmen who have already entered, the other postmen do not need to worry about the problem of the horror space until the end of the tournament.

This unprecedented feast is bound to accumulate enough audiences to witness.

Of course, it will also be a huge market for ghost markets.

Whether it is the Red Smoke Restaurant, or other restaurants, the clubhouse will open the best viewing position as soon as possible.

All postmen only need to spend 10 points to buy a good spot, and enjoy VIP service throughout the competition.

The leaderboards of the ghost city are all gone.

There was only a brand new list in front of everyone.

Standings.

The list of all those who entered this tournament is on it.

A number that was beyond everyone's expectations.

A full 31 people participated in this ghost market battle.

In addition to Zhao Ke's several candidates.

As long as you have a gold stamp in your hand, you will be able to enter.

If you don't have a gold stamp, you can also buy a ticket to enter.

Therefore, the number of participants in this ghost market competition far exceeds that of the red mother-in-law, no, it should be said that it exceeds the number of participants in the previous competition.

Among them, there are many familiar names that appear on the list.

Such as Qi Liang and Lu Hao, the appearance of these guys is not strange at all.

There was even a rumor in the ghost market recently that the golden short sword that emerged from the altar was obtained by Qi Liang.

Although it is a rumor, it is not entirely groundless.

At this time, Qi Liang's name appeared on the list, which is a strong evidence.

Otherwise, Qi Liang came from so many postage points to buy a ticket that has been speculated to a sky-high price.

Everyone in the ghost city can see at any time the points earned by the people on the list in this competition.

The Red Smoke House will also open up a huge gambling market.

and various activities will also be launched.

For example, you can choose a member to bet on support, and if that person reaches the top 10 points, his multiplier will also increase.

You'll also receive a special benefit from the Red Smoke House.

The more points a member has, the higher the ranking, and the more amazing you will get.

You only need to put in a little bit of postage, and if the member is competitive, you can earn it back just by the gifts you receive.

It's a lucrative book.

Of course, the premise is that each person can only bet on one object, and there are only three chances to bet on the price.

Even those low-level postmen will be excited to participate in such activities.

It is conceivable that during the existence of this ghost market competition, the entire ghost market will gather a huge flow of funds.

Almost all industries will be driven.

It's just these, the red mother-in-law doesn't care anymore, such a huge income will only become a bonus for the next ghost market owner.

It has nothing to do with her.

The only thing that disturbed her was that until now, she had not found any trace of Luo Nu, who seemed to have completely disappeared without a trace.

As for the list of this tournament, there are many unfamiliar names in it.

But what is certain is that among these unfamiliar names, there will inevitably be Dang Shen and Luo Nu, who have been selected early on.

If their candidates come in.

It is said that Luo Nu should not have refused to appear at this time.

This feeling made Granny Hong's face always cloudy, which was very bad.

"Mother-in-law, several adults have arrived."

Mo Ju cautiously lowered her head.

Time, space, sacredness, darkness, the Constant, Chaos, and the Prophet, seven of the ten postmen were already sitting on the specially prepared spectator seats in the Red Smoke Pavilion.

Except for the dead Dangshen and the disappeared Luo Nu, only the red mother-in-law, who represents the extinction, was not present.

"Got it!"

Granny Hong nodded, and when she walked past Mo Ju's side, her palm gently swept over Mo Ju's shoulder; "I've taken back your slave seal, and when this tournament is over, go to the Forsaken Lands, where it's not happy, but at least the rest of your life will be easy."

Mo Ju was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person was refreshed, kneeling down towards the back of the red mother-in-law with red eyes, and sobbing as the red mother-in-law left the room.