The tide is sound.

The sea of blood here is not viscous, it looks more like dyed water, and it is naturally like the sound of the tide, although it is noisy, it has the ability to calm people down.

The ripples under the carriage also dissipated in the waves.

Wang Shi and the actor looked in different directions, each with different thoughts.

The actor smiled again and said: "Who can tell the difference between truth and falsehood in this world? The important thing is not whether it is true or false, but whether you believe it or not, as long as you believe it, it is true." Do you believe it?"

Wang Shi didn't answer, just remained silent.

Is what the drama said true? Can seven points be true? Wang Shi couldn't guess it clearly, and he couldn't analyze it, he was willing to believe it or not, so he could only be silent. Deep down, he still wants to see the truth, after all, there is always a truth to things.

Silence is also an answer, and the actor changed to another smile and said, "That's all I know about 'Swallowing Clouds', do you have any ideas?"

Wang Shi had to suppress all his thoughts in his heart, no longer thinking about things related to the play, and said: "As you said, you can't feel any margins. But one thing is strange, it seems that we are the only ones here. ”

"So we're going to be in danger soon," said the play. ”

The so-called "Swallowing Clouds" must have sucked into the stomach more than once what had broken into here, but there was nothing else in Wang Shi's field of vision, which could only mean that they were all dead.

Wang Shi looked down at the sea of blood, looked up again, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the water surface is constantly rising, and there is also a sea of blood on it, and we will soon be crushed in it." ”

The drama asked, "How much longer?"

"About half an hour. ”

Xi Zi thought for a moment and said, "If we can use the 'Cloud Swallowing', we may be able to reach the last city directly." "The blood-colored mist envelops all the cities, which means that the "Swallowing Clouds" can reach anywhere. It's a good idea, but there's no way out of it right now.

"Do you know where this is?"

"Can't be inferred. ”

"So it's not above the Nameless Land, so you can't deduce it?"

"Yes. The actor immediately understood what Wang Shi meant, and his hands were filled with black and white qi, and he cast a Chonghe Dao, but he suddenly disappeared.

"You can't have a magic bronze ring in it, otherwise it will be extremely easy to store. In the same way, spatial spirituality cannot be cast within the spatial spirituality. We are in its belly, but also in another space. But where there is space, then there should be size. ”

The actor shook his head and said, "This is different. Don't you notice it? The blood mist here can obstruct perception, even you can't detect the border, and the size of this place can change at will. Even if you reach the border, you won't be able to break through the place like you did in the 'Chonghe Road'. ”

In this case, how do you get out of here?

Wang Shi began to think, and the drama also thought about it, but they were all at a loss, as if they wanted to let a person eat the sky, how to eat it?

The madman pulled the actor back to the carriage and whispered: "Little fairy, don't get so close to him, he is not good, he will harm you!"

The actor smiled and said, "He won't harm me for the time being." ”

"And what about after that?"

"In the future, who can say for sure. ”

The madman said with great seriousness, "I can say for sure! As long as you don't go near him, you'll be well alive." He's not right in his eyes!"

The actor touched the madman's unkempt hair and said, "We should think about how to get out of here now." ”

Wang Shi and the drama can't think of things, and it's even more difficult for them to think of them, but they all need to think about it seriously, otherwise no one can leave here, and it's good to be able to provide any dead end.

The closer the blood in the heights, the tighter the tide.

Wang Shi got out of the carriage, used a spiritual power line to connect himself with Xizi and the others, and began to walk on the sea of blood.

Just meditating and thinking about it may not be able to find a way out, so it is better to take a walk.

Circles of ripples rippled under his footsteps, spreading to the surroundings, and Wang Shi gradually drifted away and gradually disappeared from everyone's field of vision. Fortunately, that spiritual power line is still there, so I won't lose his news.

Looking down at the ripples under his feet, Wang Shi still couldn't find any ideas, so he couldn't help but stop and look up.

The sea of blood is low, about to merge with the sea of blood below, what will happen at that time, that is something that no one can predict, but it will certainly not be good.

Although the two old monsters are strong, they will never make a move, they will only watch Wang Shi and them die, and such a thing still depends on themselves.

The more this time comes, the more you can't be in a hurry, otherwise you won't be able to think of a way.

This sea of blood is not viscous, so you can see your own reflection, Wang Shi lowered his head, looked at his reflection, and tried to sort out the only clues he had obtained, hoping to find something.

Suddenly, Wang Shi's eyes narrowed, looking at his reflection, he seemed to suddenly think of something.

——

Xizi sat in the carriage, leaning back slightly, his eyes closed, not thinking about how to get out of here, his mind was a little messed up now.

Why did you tell Wang Shi that story today? It seems so abrupt, there is no logic at all, and it is full of loopholes, how could Wang Shi believe it? Why is he usually calm? Why would he tell such a clumsy lie?

And most importantly, why do you say it now? Just because you came to the last ten cities, saw the swallowing clouds, and remembered who told you this legend?

calmed his breath, and the distractions of the drama could not be suppressed, but the scenes of the past became clearer and clearer, and they couldn't be stopped at all.

......

It was a small town, just like the nine-headed town that I had passed through before, but it was even smaller, and there was no powerhouse in it who had access to the Xuan Realm. The sudden appearance of an elixir that could leap to the Transcendent Realm naturally caused an extremely tragic fight.

Naturally, the actor can kill everyone, and his strength is quite strong no matter what. He finally found a child hiding in the corner, but the knife in his hand did not hesitate and slashed down.

"Brother, I want to live. The child's voice was so small, like a mosquito fly, and his eyes were full of cowardice and fear.

For some reason, the hand holding the knife trembled, perhaps he had imagined the same thing as this child, and said the same thing.

In the dimly lit hall, the actor also looked at the tall back timidly and fearfully, and begged, "Mother, I want to live." ”

"Then go to the Nameless Land and live. ”

So, the actor who has nothing comes to the nameless land, where it is extremely difficult to live.

"Brother, I want to live. The child begged again, his eyes full of pity.

The actor no longer hesitated, the knife in his hand fell, and blood splattered.

It's just that instead of killing the child, the drama left a scar on his face.

The child didn't cry, and still watched the play pitifully. If you can live, this pain is nothing.

Xizi said coldly: "Remember, if you want to live, you can't ask anyone. What anyone promises you is not true, only what you can do on your own is true. If you want to live, you can only ask yourself. ”

"I remembered. ”

"Scars on the face...... Does it hurt?"

The kid shook his head.

The actor said angrily: "You have to hurt to the bones, remember it all the time!"

The kid nodded hurriedly.

So, the actor took the child and began to live in the nameless land. It's hard for one person to survive, and it's even more difficult for two people.

Fortunately, that kid is a very good tool, and he learns everything very quickly, and even surpasses the drama in some aspects, and will always stand in front of the play.

Along the way, the two of them were extremely lucky to come to the last ten cities.

The play is intact, and the child is covered in dirty bandages and constantly coughing up blood, but he still stands firmly by the play's side.

No one cares about them, they're just too insignificant. So they also entered the blood mist, but they couldn't even deal with the demon beasts that emerged, and the whole realm was still too weak.

The child stood in front of the play again and again, and the blood on his body became more and more dirty, and he was about to lose his footing.

Finally, the two were besieged.

"Brother, don't go any further, I can't go forward with you anymore, I'm dying. ”

"Even if you die, I'm going to move on!"

"Brother, if I'm dead, there will be no one to block the attack for you. ”

"Are you doubting that I will get hurt? I can't move forward without you?" do you really think you're important to me?" said the drama with a sneer.

"Brother...... Ahem......"

Suddenly, a demon beast that surpassed the hidden realm of the gods appeared on the opposite side, and the child immediately blocked in front of the play.

Burst!

The claws easily pierced through the child's body.

"Brother, go back. ”

The actor was not moved, and immediately took the opportunity to cut off the head of the demon beast, took out a blood-red demon pill, and said with a smile: "You are really a good brother!"

The child smiled, knelt down, and whispered, "Brother, this is the first time I've praised me." ”

......

The scene in front of him became more and more blurry, and the drama finally suppressed all the distractions, and he knew that it was just another deception on his part.

It's not the truth that matters, it's whether you're willing to believe it.

The actor can only choose to believe the things that seem good, deceive himself again and again, and try to cover up the truth.

What he recalled before was also false, and the real scene was much more cruel than these.

With a long sigh of relief, the drama smiled: "Maybe today is his death day, and I will tell you that story." ”