Using the power of the Rakshasa Ring to whip the souls in these blood is indeed a bit too extravagant, among them, there is still some Zhao Zhu deliberately angry in it, after all, along the way, he has been "bullied" a little ruthlessly, and it is inevitable that some anger will accumulate in his heart.

Of course, entering this mission world, Zhao Zhu is not the only one who feels depressed, this kind of thing, of course, is "rain and dew".

The other three people are all the best among the leaders in the same period, whether it is in the mission world or in the real world, they can almost be called the strongest under the administrator, but in this mission world, it is enough to choke.

Don't say anything else, let's just talk about Subei, you have to learn zombies to sneak in and steal things, this plot is a bit like a Hong Kong version of a zombie movie, which was almost unimaginable before.

This gifted magician who was grounded by the group leader early in the past basically relied on his absolute strength in the mission world to crush the past, where is there a need to play such a roundabout tactic? Originally, he was proud of himself and did this kind of thing, it can be seen that he should have been "taught" enough, maybe like Zhao Zhu, he was able to survive here, but it was also a little luck, otherwise he might have died a long time ago.

This task world was deliberately set up by the group leader, just to let Zhao Zhu and a few people hit their heads and break the bloodstream.

Zhao Zhu now feels more and more that he understands the urine nature of the group leader more and more, you can't be too proud, after being proud for a long time, the group leader will start to teach you to be a person, and even directly let you be a ghost.

The puppet swayed out of the blood water, a bit like a drunk drunk, revealing a kind of satisfaction and dizziness, for it, happiness came too suddenly, this devouring, directly helped it quickly complete the primitive accumulation, it felt that as long as it combed and digested these swallowed grievances and evil spirits, maybe it would be able to directly improve its life level, of course. This can only be done with the help of Zhao Zhu, otherwise as soon as it reveals too much aura in the real world, it will immediately be thundered by the sky.

He picked up the doll and threw it back into his backpack. Zhao Zhu took one last look at the blood that had become significantly thinner than before, turned around, and continued to walk forward.

Continuing on, the lights began to gradually turn from red to green, and then. Zhao Zhu saw figures on both sides in front of him.

Instinctively hesitated for a moment, and finally determined that the figures were sculptures, and they knelt on the ground, bowing to the royal road, and the sculptures were very rough, but very divine.

This kind of charm is the most rare.

Of course, this verve is also an elusive existence, a lot of things. For example, the work of art is done vividly, like a real thing, but it lacks charm, but it is not as good as a scribbled outline, such as Qi Baishi's shrimp, and such as the Leifeng Pagoda on the edge of the West Lake in Hangzhou.

There are only a few piles of waste stones left in the real Leifeng Tower, and even those waste stones are real or fake, it is not known, and now the Leifeng Tower on the edge of the West Lake is a reinforced concrete building. There is also an elevator inside that allows you to lift and save effort, but because it is on the edge of the West Lake, the music of "Waiting for a Thousand Years" is constantly played, and visitors walk here. is often able to make up for himself by himself, as if he is really standing in the Lei Feng Tower, under his feet, and has really suppressed the White Lady.

This is Shen Yun, which triggers your own inner feelings.

Faced with these sculptures, Zhao Zhu was a little scared. As if these sculptures would suddenly get up and attack themselves at some point, Zhao Zhu didn't feel that he had a bit of a snake shadow, but this feeling was too strong.

As I continued to walk on the royal road, the pressure on the sculptures on both sides was getting bigger and bigger, as if I was walking on the world's highest wire bridge, trembling and walking on thin ice.

This feeling began to superimpose, pressing Zhao Zhu's nerves a little bit, and then, Zhao Zhu saw a sedan chair, which is not the kind of sedan chair that is common in TV dramas, in fact, it can be called a sedan chair in the strict sense.

The shelves are very large, the pomp is very sufficient, I have seen this car on the carving of the bronze giant gate before, and now I see it again, and I can feel a kind of extravagance, and at the same time, the vague vicissitudes of life add a sense of solemnity to it.

The surroundings of the man were covered with red veil, which made it difficult for people to see it, and Zhao Zhu's spiritual power could not enter it.

Will there be anyone inside?

Zhao Zhu didn't know.

Zhao Zhu once sat on the chariot, but not in reality, but in a dream, in the cemetery of Xu Fu, when Zhao Zhu entered the dream of the ghost tide, everyone around knelt down, Xu Fu rode over, let Zhao Zhu take a seat, and then this chariot was taken by Xu Fu to the Han Dynasty, looking down on Weiyang Palace.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, in fact, Zhao Zhu has no choice, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of him, he has to wade through it, he can't complete the task, or die, rather than being directly wiped out by the group owner who is aggrieved, Zhao Zhu is more willing to fight.

Continuing to walk forward, he walked to the side of Man, Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of the red yarn, and then lifted it.

Inside, there are people!

A ...... wearing an official hat Woman!

When the red veil was lifted by Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu felt that his heart was as if he had been pinched fiercely, and he was so uncomfortable that he knelt on the ground, and the feeling that his heart was about to break was so clear.

However, when Zhao Zhu's knees just hit the ground, he felt that the man in front of him actually began to move.

Among the sculptures on both sides of the royal road, sixteen sculptures got up together, carried the car, and began to move forward.

Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand, wanting to re-grasp the corner of the red veil, but suddenly felt that the internal organs in his body were twisted and hit at the same time, and the whole person's face became extremely pale, and finally collapsed on the royal road, drenched in cold sweat, and when this painful feeling that almost made Zhao Zhu want to leave the body gradually disappeared, there were sixteen sculptures missing on both sides of the royal road, and there were no more statues.

Of course, when you look ahead, even their shadows are gone.

Zhao Zhu suddenly wanted to burst into foul mouth at this time, but as soon as he lifted his breath, he felt a hot pain in his lungs, and he only saw that the woman was wearing an official hat, but he didn't even see the woman's face clearly.

It's a big loss.

After a long time, Zhao Zhu relieved his breath and stood up again, there was still a faint pain in his body, obviously even if it didn't really hurt the root, but it also made the internal organs feel uncomfortable.

Staggered and continued to walk, it wasn't that Zhao Zhu wanted to catch up with Shangman in front, but he had no other choice but to continue walking along the royal road.

Walking and walking, the previous discomfort was finally overcome by Zhao Zhu, of course, it was also the role of the moon ring, constantly combing Zhao Zhu's body.

In front, there was a bridge, in many underground buildings, Zhao Zhu saw the bridge, generally in the ancient tomb, the bridge represents the meaning of the dead, represents a kind of excessive sign from the world of the living to the world of the dead, but obviously, the bridge here should not represent this meaning, because through this bridge, Zhao Zhu saw that there are many kinds of such bridges, bridges are connected to bridges, a bit like the feeling of Jiangnan water towns, but even if it is the most primitive time in Jiangnan water towns, it may not be so dense and vertical, and there is no water here, It's all neatly tiled.

Zhao Zhu got on the first bridge, there was no Meng Po and no ghost, very ordinary, very ordinary, so ordinary that Zhao Zhu himself didn't believe that it would be so ordinary, stood on the bridge for a while, touched the railing, it was made of stone, but it looked like jade, in the polishing process, it was really ingenious.

When he got off the bridge, Zhao Zhu frowned, in front, there was water.

Moreover, the water level is rising.

Zhao Zhu jumped over and came to another bridge, when he walked to the middle of the bridge, which was the highest position of the bridge, and then looked at both sides, the water had already overflowed, and all around, the originally dry floor tile floor had become a lake.

Then, looking into the distance, Zhao Zhu saw the shadows of more than a dozen boats, vaguely seen, and the sound of silk and bamboo came, as well as men laughing loudly and women cheering coquettishly, all of which were beautiful sounds.

Zhao Zhu leaned out, stretched out his hand, touched a handful of water, and put it in front of his nose, and he actually sniffed out a faint smell of wine from the water.

"Wine pond meat forest?" Zhao Zhu said thoughtfully.

At this time, a ship came from not far away, and the people on the boat obviously found Zhao Zhu, and someone shouted here, but they didn't know what they were shouting, because the accent was very strong.

At this time, Zhao Zhu's mind was thinking that popularizing Mandarin was really important.

Although he couldn't understand what the people on the boat were shouting to him, when they got closer and closer, Zhao Zhu still saw their appearance clearly, most of them were women, a few were men, of course, it was not very real, this was not a real picture after all, but it could be a phantom of memory, or it was recorded by these bridges.

Of course, what caught Zhao Zhu's attention the most was a woman wearing an official hat, which looked unique, and her graceful posture with an official hat was a kind of ancient primitive version of the uniform.

The woman turned her head, as if looking at Zhao Zhu, and then threw something casually, Zhao Zhu reached out to catch it, it was a wine glass, or it would be more appropriate to call it a wine bottle, there was wine in the wine bottle, and at the same time, there were women's red lip prints on the edge, exuding bursts of aroma and intoxicating.

But at this time, Zhao Zhu didn't mean to be intoxicated, should he drink this glass of wine?

If you shouldn't drink it, maybe everything around you will disappear immediately, and if you drink it, what will happen?

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zhu felt that he was drinking a glass of guillotine wine, and put the wine into his mouth at the red lip position, the wine was not very strong, because in fact, the ancient wine-making technology was limited, and the degree of wine was not very high.

Seeing that Zhao Zhu drank wine, the boat came over, and the woman spoke:

"Get in the boat."

Zhao Zhu understood these two words. (To be continued.) )