When she woke up again......

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She has been imprisoned by these eight unjust lings.

A cage made of fixed green rotting vines, limbs trapped in thousand-year-old chains of thorny vines.

This cage ...... It's too basic......

I don't know how long ago, I used to be in the Yujia Forest...... Ever made a large ......

Fair......

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No, I'm going to close it, close the door of this memory. Lock it up.

Find the Wraith Orb.

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was dragged all the way by the unjust Ling, and the skirt of the song was so dirty that it could not be seen.

His limbs were clinging to the dark green marsh, and his knee-length hair was dirty and wisps of hair.

Half-kneeling on the ground, her physical strength and mana were exhausted, and she was powerless to struggle, only lowered her head, and timidly peeked around with a pair of light blue round eyes.

The more she looked, the more fear froze in her eyes.

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Eight swamp wretches were heavily guarded, roaming around the cage without stopping.

It seems to be preventing the song from escaping, and it seems to be guarding the song from being dragged away by other creatures.

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These eight injustice lings were originally Poria cocos that grew near the swamp of resentful spirits, because of the infiltration of evil energy, they were immersed in resentment all day long, and they cultivated into human form, I don't know who they were driven by, Xiao Hachi thought.

Just now, Wronged Ling dragged the song, cast spells all the way to the depths of the Resentful Spirit Swamp, Xiaoba followed, and along the way, he saw that there were many other wrongs around in addition to Wrongful Ling.

Some have cultivated to a certain level, although they have cultivated to a human form, they are indeed gray-green with a pale face, the skin on their bodies is dark gray, and there is a dark green liquid sticking to them, I don't know if it is the mud of the swamp of the resentful spirit, or it is overflowing from their own bodies, and they drop down from time to time...... Disgusting!

Hachi sensed a strange fear in her heart. Looking at the gaze - next to the cage, there was still a man who had not fully cultivated into a human form, his head was not on his neck, but directly on his shoulders, his mouth was crooked, the yellow-green internal organs in his abdomen were still exposed, his arms were supported at the front of his body, and there were no fingers, and the rotting flesh attached to his legs seemed to fall off if he could not hold it, and his feet, which could not be called feet, were just a lump of carrion, as if he could not stand steadily, and he staggered forward...... It's disgusting!

She gasped.

This inhalation, a full breath of rotten gas, and then surging in the body.

The smell of the swamp, the smell of rotting dead wood, and the filth of rotting corpses surround and merge with each other, and it seems that this breath can be seen condensing into a deep shade of green.

The sour water kept running back in the belly, and something rushed up to the throat from the abdomen. I had to swallow saliva to suppress my vomiting.

Don't vomit, for if you vomit here, you can vomit the dead.

The song silently contemplated the luck, pranayama and held his breath.

After a while, the song felt underfoot—soft, sticky, moving.

Then he noticed that the ground was crawling with rotting snakes, rotting maggots, rotting centipedes, rotting crows, rotting crocodiles...... There are still some creeps that have never been seen before, all of them are pale green and slimy.

Dark green biogas rises from the ground and nourishes these creatures. The creatures were constantly making faint sounds, mixing together, and it was impossible to tell which sounds were coming from which creatures, only the noise of these faint sounds mixed together - like magic sounds, as if thousands of tiny needles were rubbing against the eardrums, and people were worried that they would suddenly stop or pierce suddenly.

Not far away, a half-man-tall rotting ant, lame and swaying, did not know where to go.

Without warning!

"gurgling—gurgling—gurgling—gurgling—"

Trapped.

After the rotting ants sank, the nest was immediately filled with the surrounding swamp, and the bubbling swamp gas was rising, as if nothing had ever sunk down.

Is it dead?

It, eaten by the swamp?

If there is a place in this world that is synonymous with decay and horror, then it is the swamp of resentful spirits, and it is well deserved!

What kind of place is this?

How to get out of here!

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After a pillar of incense, the place where the rotting ant ant sinked suddenly made a strange noise.

I saw that the half-human-tall rotting ant actually climbed up with the swamp gas in the same place.

Its rotting eyeballs bulged outward, its mouth open and spitting dark green rotting swamp mud.

Spit out, and the lame leg swayed as if nothing had happened, as if everything had just happened, but it was normal.

The rotting ant crawled to the side of the song, and the sticky skin, wet and soft, rubbed over the calf inch by inch, inch by inch, inch after inch.

As if there was nothing in sight, passing by.

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The song trembled.

This is a real swamp!

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"Whew...... Whew......"

At this moment, there was a terrible scream from the sky.

Song looked up at the sky, which was very different from the edge of the Wraith Swamp, where the sky was just gray and dark, but here, the whole sky was tightly obscured by dark green clouds, without a trace of light. In front of me, only the dark green swamp gas with a shimmering light swayed, and occasionally a moist wind wafted in, but also wrapped in a thick evil aura.

Is this the world outside of the Winged Flame Continent?

Is there no sun in this world?

The song was depressed by the sunless sky and made her anxious. The air-like Hachi empathizes.

If staying here can be full of fantasies, it must be the most horrific fantasy about merciless killing.

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"Whew...... Whew......"

Following the sound, a dark green nine-headed bird was chasing a young Kunpeng.

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