The sky is blue, the earth is green and grassy, and the top and bottom are all the same monotonous.

Zuo Kui sat between the heavens and the earth, and everything that came into his eyes had not changed for too long, making him completely lose the concept of time.

The clouds in the sky and the green waves on the ground could not tell him how long he had been sitting.

Zuo Kui can only sense it by his biological clock, and he has probably been like this for a week.

That's how he feels, anyway.

During the week, he analyzed, shouted, made trouble, ran wildly, and slept forever, but no matter how he moved, nothing around him changed. He was not thirsty, he was not hungry, he had never felt tired, and the only reason he could sleep was because boredom had made him sleepy.

After a few days of tossing and turning, he was forced to calm down, and just sat on the ground, thinking about what had happened.

In the end, he came to a conclusion.

"I'll ...... Are you locked up here forever......"

He looked ahead and whispered to himself.

After that, he didn't open his mouth again.

When Zuo Kui realized this, he completely lost the strength to fight. Zuo Kui didn't know if he would go crazy in the future because he was trapped in this endless time and space, but at this moment, he really didn't know what else to do.

He could only sit like this, perceiving his existence by remembering the past.

Zuo Kui discovered for the first time that there were some things that he could recall carefully, and he could still remember many details that could not be obtained at first thought. He suddenly realized that although he had only lived for more than twenty years, the things he could recall would be enough for him to entertain for days if he carefully combed them through.

Many things, thinking about it twice, can come up with several completely different results, which once made Zuo Kui feel very interesting.

But memories are always dead, and always doing only one thing of reminiscing can quickly become tiring.

I don't know if a few days later, Zuo Kui suddenly began to analyze his situation again, wanting to think about whether he still had the possibility of going out.

The reason he did this was not because he saw any new hope, but because he was so bored.

The first thing Zuo Kui can be sure of is that the owner of this face is definitely not a corpse and a corpse, and he knows best what the corpse and A look like. So the person who can summon the power from this body because of the Lady of the Grenade can still have such a strong momentum, I am afraid that the only person who has said in the Netherworld has been the senior brother of the former Hades King.

Without thinking about destroying the lawn, Zuo Kui seems to have released all the suffocation caused by boredom on this endless green grass. He listed his mind map by destroying the grass and wrote everything he thought and thought.

On the top of the mind map, he also used his foot to plow a big face of the catastrophe. Zuo Kui's art skills are similar to the level of drawing talismans, and in the end, he can only barely see the outline of the phantom face, but it is thrillingly ugly.

“…… Maybe I'll be able to become a painter here......" he muttered to himself, looking at his work.

Then he crooked his mouth and sat down on the ground.

"When am I going to go crazy......"

Zuo Kui looked at the sky and muttered.

I don't know how long it took, but his thoughts retracted a little, and he looked at the portrait of the foot plow in a daze.

Zuo Kui was suddenly a little curious, what kind of person was the Ghost Tribulation.

Judging from the way he appeared, he was a completely different person from the Netherworld. The sharpness of his eyes and the awe-inspiring momentum made Zuo Kui feel his scalp tingle every time he thought about it.