"The world of nonsense? What kind of world is that? ”

Although he was taken aback by Guoguo's sudden voice, it was curiosity that prevailed after all. Si Mo asked with great interest about this name that sounded like a nonsense.

"Uh...... Rumor has it that it is a small world under their rule......"

Simo: ...... Well, if this is fate, then everything can be attributed to the word "rumor"? But who spread this "rumor"?

"And then? Are they human? Or a demon? Or is it the Celestials? Are there any natural skills that you don't have? Also, I just found a zombie-like thing, which is also a 'specialty' of their delusion world? ”

Si Mo's series of questions obviously stunned Guoguo a little, but knowing that this was Si Mo's consistent style, it swallowed its saliva and answered one by one:

"They...... How to say it, it can't be regarded as a demon race, but it is not a human race either. It is the offspring of the beasts and the natives of that realm. You also know that the beast clan likes to produce offspring constantly, and in the demon world, they are too weak and powerful races to look down on.

But in their small world, it doesn't matter, they are 'gods'...... But somehow, the descendants of their clan and the natives of that realm will have a part of the chance of having abnormal children.

This abnormality is manifested in the fact that when they become adults, they will gradually zombify until they finally become a real corpse. The zombie-like one you see is probably one of the offspring of the disease. ”

"The innate skills of the beasts are also simple illusions, I'm not worried about this, what will the natives of their realm do? Is there something gifted about it? Otherwise, they will not take a fancy to them if they can't afford to be early. ”

"This is something that the spirit of this small realm didn't tell me. But I think what you said makes sense, those natives are definitely not simple, but they are not serious demon clans after all, at most they can be regarded as half-demons, in terms of demon power, you don't have to worry. ”

The news that Guoguo brought back made Si Mo fall into a new round of calculations, but no matter what she calculated, she was interrupted by a call from downstairs:

"Little Mo! Don't be afraid! I've come to save you with money! Liu Changxin! All the cash, airfares, and identities you want are in this box! You release Xiaomo for me!! ”

Shu Lang's voice was as clear as usual, and Si Mo's consciousness spread in the direction of the source of the sound, and a young man in sloppy clothes appeared in her consciousness.

Shu Lang's image of being a noble son has completely collapsed at this time. His hair was messy on top of his head, the stubble on his face had grown at least two centimeters long, and the bruises under his eyes could not be concealed even in the darkness of the night.

This down-and-out and sloppy appearance is like he was locked up in a secret room for a week, not Simo.

"Shu Lang, don't be impulsive, I'm fine."

Shu Lang stood downstairs, looking at the abandoned hospital building in front of him that seemed to be the remains of a giant beast in the wilderness, and was about to step forward, when he heard Xiaomo's voice explode in his ears.

This sudden sound made him even suspect that he was having auditory hallucinations, could it be because he was too worried about Xiaomo these days? He stopped his steps and shook his head, trying to make sure of his mental state at this moment.

"You heard it right, I sent you a message. You don't care how I can transmit the sound, the things we are facing at this moment are very tricky, you listen to me......"

The moment Liu Changxin, who was standing upstairs, heard Shu Lang's voice, he had already walked to the window, looking at the boy downstairs with a suitcase in his hand, and a smile was bound to appear on his face.

However, the smile had not yet fully bloomed, and the boy downstairs suddenly stopped moving forward.