Huangfu Weifeng felt like he was in the mountains, surrounded by gravel and invisible mountains, the sky was as blue and black as the rocks, and the desperate dark yellow and blue-black huge rocks filled the view, and this place made people feel oppressive and unbearable everywhere.

But Huangfu Weifeng saw far from knowing this, and he didn't know where he was and didn't doubt why he was here, and he also saw a lot of strange people, like the mountains and rocks here, these scrawny people were completely invisible, like a moving stone in the shape of a human figure, these people who seemed to be hard labor were only tied to a rag to cover their shame, standing at the bottom of this valley full of gravel potholes, and the number of them extended to the distance that could not be seen.

"Is this hell?" When Huangfu Weifeng stood on a high place and asked himself and no one answered, he turned around and saw Xiao Wuming standing beside him, perhaps saying that this person was just a ghost pawn who looked exactly like Xiao Wuming.

If this is hell, then Xiao Wuming, whom Huangfu Weifeng saw, is a jailer!

The Xiao Wuming that Huangfu Weifeng saw was wearing a black-gray majestic and exquisite flying fish suit, changing his common image of short hair and refreshing, combing his waist-length, clean and neat hair, and his originally delicate and white face revealed a cold and ruthless Ling Ruo that Huangfu Weifeng had never seen before.

I saw that Xiao Wuming, who looked beautiful and white, stood in front of those strange people, looking at this group of people sternly, this group of prisoners who were already so thin that they were invisible, like dry puppets, seemed to be afraid of him. When Xiao Wuming stood there, the original wails were swallowed back into his stomach, and he didn't dare to say a word, just lowered his head and carried the stone with a shovel and dug down blindly.

"You didn't cherish your life well in your lifetime, you were fierce and fierce in your life, the world over there can't tolerate you, you can only stay here, you can't even die, you can only carry mountains and rocks here, keep digging down the mountain, until this mountain hell is dug through by you before you can be reincarnated again, you are just a group of insignificant prisoners I took over, honestly finish this hundred years of hard work, don't make a mess for me!" Xiao Wuming stood on a huge stone at a high place, condescendingly looking at the group of laborers under his feet with disgusted eyes, his robe fluttering in the wind, and the jailer Xiao Wuming, who was like a crown of jade, looked at Huangfu Weifeng's eyes, and also made him understand that this was a dream.

No one answered whether this was hell or not, in this gray world that was even more desolate and lonely than the illusion created by the flower fairy, except for these strange people, there were only bottomless ravine stone walls, full of dark clouds and faint cold sunlight.

That strange Xiao Wuming, as soon as Huangfu Weifeng saw him, he immediately realized that this was a dream, because that Xiao Wuming was so fake, the Xiao Wuming he had seen was absolutely impossible to be so... Handsome, so Huangfu Weifeng dared to conclude that this must be a dream.

Indeed, Xiao Wuming, who is indifferent in a strong outfit like the clothes of the ancients, does seem to have a more cold, arrogant, and high-minded temperament, like an inviolable immortal, who is the ruler of this world. Xiao Wuming's high-minded temperament made Huangfu Weifeng very disliked, although Xiao Wuming was also very indifferent on weekdays, but that kind of Xiao Wuming was just speechless by his extremely naïve IQ and behavior.

He was standing next to Xiao Wuming, but Xiao Wuming never looked at him, just stood on the edge of the valley, looking at the boundless gray world, standing there like a stone sculpture, if it weren't for the brilliance in his eyes, then Huangfu Weifeng was afraid that he thought he had turned into stone.

The dark clouds above the head kept surging, but no thunder could be heard, and the whole world was only the sound of wind and the grinding of sand and stones.

Xiao Wuming stood on the stone closest to the ground sky, looking at the endless black and swarthy valley, looking at this young man, Huangfu Weifeng seemed to be able to experience Xiao Wuming's loneliness, although the person's face was not obvious, but Huangfu Weifeng only stayed here for a while, and began to miss the excitement outside.

In fact, Huangfu Weifeng doesn't know where he is now, his existence here is just a consciousness, if it weren't for the fact that there is a Xiao Wuming here, he can't wait to wake up immediately, it's not like watching those scantily clad sinners digging mountains.

"Is that person really Xiao Wuming? Could it be Xiao Ming's past here! Huangfu Weifeng guessed correctly, and it was easy to guess, he didn't understand why he could see Xiao Wuming's past, but Chi You, whose ability had not yet been fully discovered, had no need to doubt himself at all, and just took this ability for granted.

Xiao Wuming just stood there and looked into the distance, his robe floated with the wind, Huangfu Weifeng couldn't feel the cold, but he felt a little cold when he looked at Xiao Wuming, but Xiao Wuming didn't feel a little flinching because of the coldness of the wind, Huangfu Weifeng could clearly feel that Xiao Wuming was very lonely, and even Huangfu Weifeng saw Xiao Wuming's tears brewing.

At this moment, there was a sound of "whirring ~" from the empty mountain stream, which was different from the obvious sound of the wind horn, and if you listened carefully, you could hear that it was a pair of wings flapping vigorously.

It was hard to see anything approaching in the dark mountains, but you could hear the sound of the wings approaching.

Xiao Wuming still looked at the front indifferently, and soon, the person who came revealed his true face, another one who was wearing similar clothes as Xiao Wuming, but with an extra domineering cloak on his body, and a man wearing a pitch-black suit, spreading a pair of black eagle wings and flying towards here.

"Zheng Yi!" Huangfu Weifeng has been paying attention to the mountain, and when he saw that the person flying in the wind was actually Zheng Yi, Huangfu Weifeng was not surprised. just began to speculate, thinking about what kind of relationship Zheng Yi and Xiao Wuming had.

He also has long hair, but the hair only reaches the shoulders, which looks fluffy and messy, maybe because he has been flying! Zheng Yi was holding a sword in his hand, compared to Xiao Wuming, who looked noble and cold, Zheng Yi, who was busy flying, looked like a loyal guard.

Vibrating his wings, Zheng Yi quickly flew in front of Xiao Wuming and landed opposite him. Zheng Yi, who was much taller than Xiao Wuming, directly fell on the opposite side of Xiao Wuming, who was less than half a step away, Xiao Wuming was not afraid of the dangerous comer, raised his head and cast his slightly indifferent and kind gaze on Zheng Yi.