The dazzling firelight shone on the hull of the ship, the sweat and blood on the back were mixed together, and they flowed down one after another, and there seemed to be countless snakes moving behind him, Chen Jian wanted to shake off this upsetting itch, but Bai Yao's death kept scratching his heart, and the cabin showed a black, red, and mildew sweat stain.

The fainting struck his brain, and he heard the sound of the waterfall snake swallowing its body one by one, the broken bones, the mixed flesh...... The waterfall snake came and put it in his stomach without refusing, as if he hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Why did things turn out the way they did?

He couldn't control his body, his right leg stepped on the boat, and the four fingers of his left hand were on one side, as if he was about to jump into the sea at any moment.

"Rose!"

The madman also woke up from a strange hallucination at this time, he didn't understand what was happening, but he knew that Bai Yao had fallen into the sea. Poor white girl! He prayed for her sadly.

"Do you want to be buried!?" he grabbed Chen Jian's hand and desperately dragged him into the boat.

"Let go of me!" Chen Jian roared, "She's not dead!

"Rose—"

The madman's heart was in a storm, and he already had a bony face, but now the flesh on his cheeks was sunken as if he had been gouged out, his eyes were sunk into bones, his cheekbones were towering, and his dull eyes seemed to have turned into black holes. Bai Yao is a traveler and the only guide for this journey, but this guide has entered the belly of the waterfall snake.

It's over...... Despair smeared in my heart. The madman really wants to die, as long as he gently pushes into the sea, the hungry sea monster will swallow him instantly, very quickly. Relief is like a ray of light, it splits the crimson of purgatory, twisting its multicolored form to lure the madman forward.

- One step further.

The demon in my head is whispering a reminder.

- You've been living in purgatory long enough, it's hard work, it's time to get out of the sea of suffering.

He understands that the more times like this, the more he must not lose his mind, once he falls into the sea, there is nothing, no different from death, it is more painful and desperate than death - the soul will be eaten into pieces, the consciousness called "I" will drift along the sea, he can see the sand and gravel on the south shore, the ethereal in the East Sea, and the barrenness of the North Mountain...... The souls became part of purgatory, and purgatory devoured them.

"Rose, be sober!" The madman wanted someone to say this to him, but for now, as an elder, he had to protect the young prisoner from surviving. "It was the White Maiden who saved us, and she didn't want to see you like this. ”

Chen Jian didn't know what he was talking about or doing. The soul broke away from the body and jumped into the sea of blood, he was paddling his limbs hard, and the incomparably huge waterfall snake was above his head, twelve snake heads danced happily in the sea, and it was constantly secreting a viscous liquid all over its body, polluting the entire sea to a turbid state, and the closer it got to it, the more difficult it was to swim.

Chen Jian tried his best to smash his fist on the waterfall snake, and under the cushion of the slime, his every step was in slow motion. The waterfall snake didn't move, and didn't care about this kind of petty fight.

Spit her out!

Chen Jian in the sea water was speechless, and could only keep attacking the waterfall snake, as if he was massaging it. Suddenly, a snake silently circled behind him, he felt the cold breath crawling up his back, and turned back suddenly, the pair of apricot pupils disappeared suddenly, and the bloody mouth blinded his vision.

"-Rose!"

The madman yelled again, bringing him back to reality.

He is still on the ship, and he is still alive. He felt both glad and ashamed. He didn't dare to jump, and his anger couldn't be dissipated by reason that pulled him back into the boat.

"What should we do......"

For some reason, Chen Jian suddenly wanted to cry. This long journey was destined to be full of dangers, but he never thought that Bai Yao would die like this—she didn't die, she just couldn't live.

As soon as this thought came out of his mind, he was instantly engulfed by guilt and powerlessness, and he could not breathe, and his heavy breathing could not relieve the heaviness and depression.

"Let's go. The madman stiffened up, "That's how most travelers end up. ”

"She," Chen Jian's eyes sank like two circles, "she shouldn't have stopped here...... She should be like her master......"

Chen Jian didn't calm down, but his weakness prevented him from making crazy moves anymore, he collapsed in the boat like water, and looked up, this five-hundred-meter-high waterfall was flowing as always, and a boat crossed over its head, but it was only a blink of an eye of the eternal river.

Further up, the cold-eyed white-eyed bird was still hanging in the air, it did not take a step forward, and stopped precisely at the junction of Huang Shenyuan and Shangnanhai, as if demonstrating.

"That Bird ......"

At the moment of getting out of the illusion, Chen Jian immediately understood its identity.

Huang Aimian once said that there is a white-eyed bird named "Gu Eagle", which has horns and resembles an eagle, and its call is not beneficial to a baby.

"Gu Eagle. He pronounced its name.

The Gu Eagle was not ready to launch an attack in the conventional sense at all, it had been following them all the time, just to use the illusion to make them capsize when crossing the Yellow Abyss, and everyone would be buried in the belly of the fish.

An uncontrollable urge rolled in his chest, and he wanted to rush up and press the Gu Eagle's head into the seawater, making it a funeral for Bai Yao.

But what can he do to get his revenge?

No.

Gu Carving ...... You wait for me.

Chen Jian remembered its eyes, even if they were a pair of pure white eyes, he was confident that he could distinguish them among the countless pairs of white pupils.

As if sensing Chen Jian's killing intent, the Gu Eagle actually showed a provocative smile, its gaze hit him at the speed of falling off the cliff, and then turned to Yu Min, the bird's beak moved slightly, as if it had said something.

Yumin knew that this time he couldn't wash it away even if he jumped into the sea of blood.

She wanted to say something, but her voice couldn't penetrate the waterfall that stood on top of the sky, so she could only open her mouth blankly and watch the Gu Eagle disappear over the waterfall.

Finished...... She fell to her knees in the boat, the voices of two humans veiled and buzzed in her ears.

"Gu Eagle, that bird?" the madman didn't care about Yu Min's situation.

"Hmm...... Huang Aimian said that it can create hallucinations, and the time is very short, but it is enough. ”

Chen Jian's gaze was still behind the waterfall, and he wanted to see Bai Yao swimming out of breath, and then complained as always: You don't want to pull me?

"We really can't save her?" Chen Jian humbly asked the madman.

"How can we save it? The waterfall snake is waiting for us in the back. ”

"But why...... Safe in the boat?"

"This is a mountain wood, its smell obscured our smell, and you will eat nonsense around for no reason?"

"Then we'll paddle over. ”

The madman laughed dryly: "Behind the waterfall is not a water curtain cave, there is still the sea behind it." We can't save the White Maiden, she is eaten and turned into a pile of dung, and the residue will gather into a meat puree in the sea, and the meat will not speak, will not cry for help, and cannot move in the sea. The madman's tone was very strange, he wanted to maintain his usual relaxed and playful tone, but the sadness that condensed in his chest choked him. "Besides, can you find her? This is not the sea of the world, but a sea of blood...... A sea of blood and flesh bodies—"

The madman suddenly closed his mouth.

He actually wanted to find a way to do it, but if he continued to talk about it, he would only increase his sadness.

"How could it be...... Bai Yao is a traveler, she must have a way to ......"

Silence spread between the two, and the roaring waterfall seemed to drift far away, and the only thing that could be heard was the trembling breath of the other.

"Let's go. The madman frowned. He often cried because of the pain and never felt ashamed, but now, he didn't want the tears to fall.

Chen Jian lay dejectedly, letting the current lead them farther south. The sound of the waterfall faded by minute, like a funeral band fading away.