The blood under the flesh bank was unusually stinky, and countless blood poured into his mouth and nose, giving him a splitting headache.

Muyang was average in water, struggling desperately in the blood river, but instead it rose and sank, and was poured into countless blood water.

He did everything he could, wanting his body to slow down and use buoyancy to float up automatically. But the human survival instinct is not so simple to control. His limbs were flapping uncontrollably, and the more he struggled in the blood of the river, the more he sank to the bottom of the river.

Gradually, Mu Yang's eyes were dark, as if he was about to lose consciousness.

He felt like a small boat, held hostage by an endless sea of fate, rolling and drifting into the distance.

Mu Yang passed out in a coma.

……

I don't know how long I was in the dark, and suddenly I felt something heavy jump on my stomach, and I used my inertia to hammer myself constantly.

Stimulated, Mu Yang opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The smell is abnormal, and it is extremely unbearable.

His slap came with a smug laugh from a little girl: "Haha." "The heavy thing hit the ground and jumped on his belly, trying to give himself another hammer blow.

"Fuck off." Mu Yang opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to push the lamb dancing on his stomach.

His whole body was in pain, and the slightest movement alone had almost exhausted all his strength, and there was a tingling pain in his hands. The lower half of the body was even more unconscious, as if it had been amputated.

Mu Yang remembered that before jumping off the blood river, he broke one of his legs with the slap of a giant hand.

"This is a hand that has been single for many years, it is amazing." Thinking of the previous nightmare experience, Mu Yang couldn't bear it anymore and complained.

The lamb's bloodstained face leaned out in front of him and gave him a curious look.

The tip of the nose almost touched the tip of the nose. She also rolled in the blood river for a long time, stained with blood, and at this moment she was so close to herself, and a foul smell forcibly penetrated her nose, she really didn't want to smell it.

Mu Yang scolded angrily: "Get out." ”

Xiao Yang's face moved away, and after a while, her voice sounded in her ears again: "Uncle, what should we do now?" ”

There is no place in Muyang's body that does not hurt, and he wants to die uncomfortably. He closed his eyes and muttered, "Let me rest for a while, and I'll tell you later." ”

The reluctant voice of the lamb sounded in his ears again: "Okay...... All right. You have a good rest. ”

I don't know what, a thin layer of stuff covers me.

……

"Muyang, Muyang......"

Half-asleep, a soft female voice whispered her name.

Mu Yang wanted to open his eyes. But his eyelids were so heavy and terrible that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.

"Muyang...... Muyang ......"

"Wake up, it's not your time to sleep......"

Mu Yang struggled to open his eyes.

The female voice in the dream was gone. Instead, there is the blood-red world in front of you.

Mu Yang stared blankly at the blood-red sky above his head and asked softly, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

The milky voice of the little lamb sounded beside him: "I slept for a long, long time, until you opened your eyes and just woke up." ”

Muyang: "......"

He decided that he would never ask such an abstract question to the lamb again.

After a while, his upper body still hurts slightly, at least he can move.

There was a sharp pain in my legs, and I felt much better than I had never felt before.

Mu Yang slowly sat up from the ground and shook off the little girl's coat that the lamb had covered him, trying to see the situation nearby.

The lamb sat on his left hand, his small body curled up in a ball, like a simple tanuki.

As soon as she saw Mu Yang sit up, the little lamb shook her body, and countless blood beads stuck to her body splashed out, and many of them fell on Mu Yang.

Mu Yang blocked the blood splash with his hand, and said angrily: "You ......"

The little sheep looked at Mu Yang innocently: "What's the matter, uncle." Hey? ”

Mu Yang turned around and decided to be too lazy to bother with this little kid: "It's nothing, I'm just curious if you belong to a cat." ”

They had been swept down the lower reaches of the Blood River to the Flesh Bank, and the meat floor was empty all around. In addition to the endless river of blood around him, strips of red meat swaying in the wind were erected on the horizon in the distance, huge and incomparable, like flat high-rise buildings. If you look closely, the meat strips are also covered with tiny holes, densely piled together, and you can probably pass out directly after reading the dense phobia.

Mu Yang looked up. The sparse thick blood vessels of the arm crisscrossed and hung several hundred meters above the ground, and blood blisters flowed in them from time to time.

I don't know where the two of you are in the human body now.

"What do we do now? Uncle. ”

Mu Yang only felt a smell of blood rushing to his nose, and the lamb on the side came up again, sending his blood-soaked hair straight under his nose.

What can I do? Muyang didn't know either. He had broken both legs and couldn't even walk.

"I don't know, you can help me up first." Mu Yang sighed secretly.

With the help of the lamb's gentle little hands, Mu Yang struggled to get up from the ground.

He found that the situation was not as bad as he had imagined. I am only completely useless on one leg, and the other leg can still do the most basic movements.

It's just that with his own state, it seems whimsical to want to break his wrist with those nightmare giant hands.

"Little Lamb, is there any other way to leave the dream than to kill the Nightmare?" Mu Yang asked.

The little lamb tilted his head and pretended to think seriously for a moment: "It seems to ...... Probably not. ”

Mu Yang objected: "Then how did you shuttle through other dreams before you met me?" ”

The lamb tilted his head in the opposite direction again, and pretended to think for a moment again: "I...... I...... I do not know. I have amnesia. ”

Mu Yang resisted the urge to strangle her.

I've never seen such a stupid little kid, and if you ask her questions, either you don't know, or you have amnesia.

"Your face is so ugly, you're angry, uncle." The little lamb gently shook Mu Yang's arm and asked cautiously.

Mu Yang said angrily: "No." I'm so good. ”

He pointed ahead: "Anyway, let's go to the front and find a cave to take shelter from, it is best to heal my broken bones." Otherwise, if we encounter those giants again, we will surely die. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The lamb's little head clicked fast.

Grunt......

Before the two of them could take a step forward, an almost eerie voice sounded in their ears again.

Black lines spread from the top of the blood river, crisscrossing the flesh bank. In a few moments, their surroundings were covered with these black lines.