Chapter Ninety-Five: Death Is Approaching
readx;?“ There is not the slightest change in hell, and the deathly silence is terrifying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The living Hades and the little lady upstairs are having fun. In the midst of pleasure, the living Hades will not forget the enemy downstairs, and when he wakes up from the dream, he will be even more crazy, and he will cruelly destroy that terrible life.
Ye Wuxian suffered this catastrophe both unexpectedly and suddenly, never thought that Yan Jiawang would collude with the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch and a group of devils, let alone that the red-haired ghost king was still alive and would come here on a stormy night. What is puzzling is that the devil came too timely and saved Yan Jiawang's life in the blink of an eye, which is a bit incredible.
The "male lion" is already in great distress and is about to embark on the road of no return, and the tragic tragedy cannot be escaped, nor can it be reversed, so it can only be wantonly slaughtered by the living Hades. This is the reality, a reality that is extremely cruel and powerless to change. What's even more cruel is that not only will he lose his life, but even the villagers of Lake Village will be wantonly bullied by the Living Hades and trapped in the bloody storm. Thinking of this, he became more and more angry, and despair welled up in his heart. He was furious and miserable, both angry and frustrated by his inability to relieve his fellow villagers, and grief-stricken by the inability to fulfill his vow of revenge.
Ye Wuxian recalled the pain and sorrow of his childhood, tears flowed down his face, the pain was unspeakable, the wounded heart was still bleeding, and the desire for revenge suddenly rose. However, the cruel reality made him extremely desperate, and the hope of revenge for the dead could no longer be realized. His vow has not yet been fulfilled, and his grand ambition is waiting to be revealed, but if he falls into the hands of the enemy, all his wishes and even his life will dissipate like smoke. He has no martial arts, but he is powerless to get rid of the entanglement of death, and he is about to die, although he is extremely reluctant. The result was so unexpected and cruel that he had been tortured to the point of madness, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse. In the end, all he was left with pain, sadness, tears, lamentation......
Outside the small building, the wind was howling, the rain was pouring down, and everything was drowned in the dark wind and rain. In the small building, there are two worlds entirely. Upstairs, a man and a woman are playing and entertaining, happily wandering in a wonderful place. In the "underworld" downstairs, there were low sighs and endless sorrows, and the atmosphere was even more dull and gloomy, which had overcome the terrible hell.
As time passes, Night Without a Trace gradually calms down, and it is necessary to face up to the cruel reality, sadness and despair are useless, they can only add to the pain, which will make the emotions more impulsive and even discouraged. He didn't admit fate, he was unwilling to wait for death, he looked around, thinking about a way to get out, if he wanted to find a way to live, he must slaughter the living king of Hades to avenge his hatred. He was in an extremely difficult situation, not only was he alone, but his hands and feet were tied, and his body was tightly tied to a thick stake, and it was not easy to break free from the shackles of death without even a little movement. He closed his eyes sadly, sometimes sighing, sometimes pondering, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes meditating...... Time is quietly flowing, and there is still no hope.
From time to time, there was the sound of laughter and talking from upstairs, which did not sound clear, but the sound of sharp arrows pierced the soul of the night without a trace......
The night was deep, the "sun" upstairs was quiet, and the "hell" downstairs was silent, and both worlds were as quiet as death. In the midst of the raging storm, the ghostly building is eerie and terrifying. There was a high and low snoring sound and a whisper of dreams in the "Yang Room", and two happy souls were sleepwalking sweetly. There was a low snoring sound in the "underworld", and the sad and tired night did not know when he fell asleep, I don't know if he was also in a dream, and what kind of dream it was......
The wind is rushing, the rain is splashing, the lightning is tearing, the thunder is striking, and the time is passing silently, and a horrific murder is about to come. The night was deep, and I was walking towards the dawn in a daze, and I didn't want to stop and ask about the vicissitudes and changes in the world......
I don't know how long it took, the snoring of the "sun" woke up the lonely soul in the "hell", and the night opened his eyes without a trace and looked around, the "hell" was dim and dark, and it was gloomy and silent. He lamented in his heart: "Alas, I am already very anxious, how can I still have the heart to sleep, it is really hateful, it is too wrong!" He was strongly blaming himself in his heart, looked at the dim oil lamp, listened to the endless wind and rain, felt the violent lightning strikes, and felt the sadness of his miserable fate and the sorrow of the Cheng family, as well as the hopelessness of avenging his righteous parents' family, he was deeply saddened and saddened, and tears kept flowing......
The hateful "yang" dream is in full swing, the terrible "underworld" dream is difficult to come true, the sad fate is still miserable, and the terrifying ending has not changed in the slightest. The painful "lion" is desperate and is helplessly stepping towards tomorrow's death......
Locked up in "hell" by the night without a trace, he is being hugged tightly by death, ruthlessly cannibalized, and it won't be long before he loses his life. When he said goodbye to the world, he fell asleep in a groggy state, which is both incomprehensible and deeply regrettable. This is a pity because he has not much time to live, and every minute and second in the yang world can be said to be hard to buy, but it is a pity that he has been consumed meaninglessly and ruthlessly! He has consumed an extremely short and precious life, and no matter how he can comment on this, it is impossible to exaggerate.
Outside, the wind howled, the rain poured, the thunder rumbled, and the lightning was amazing. The momentum is violent, the rage, the ruthlessness, the shock...... It makes the great earthquake tremble, and makes all things frightened.
This small building, which looks like a warehouse, is not surprising, but after being carefully built by the Living Hades, it is now two worlds separated by yin and yang, and the two worlds are close at hand. The two worlds were furiously whipped by howling winds, ruthlessly swept away by downpours, violently shaken by rumbling thunder, and violently slashed by sword-like lightning. Under the coercion of the earth-shattering momentum, Xiao Lou trembled like a huddled ghost, and he was about to be destroyed.
Ye Wuxian looked at the eerie and terrifying "hell", listened to the roar of the storm, under the strong shock of thunder and lightning, the vow of revenge was surging and rising, the anger distorted the handsome face, the will of hatred hit the blood-dripping heart, and the whole body roared like a raging fire. He can't wait for death like this, the hatred of the Cheng family does not allow him to die, he must survive, the family feud of his righteous parents can only be avenged by him, and he must not easily lose his life; and the missing Hongyan sister must continue to search, and on the day of reunion, he can comfort the souls of his parents in heaven......
No matter how grim and cruel the reality is, no matter how indifferent and ruthless the sky is, the night without a trace must not die, and he must not! He does not admit fate, let alone accept the theory that he is swayed by fate, if there is fate, he must find a way to change it, he must change it, he must try to defeat the god of death to avenge the blood sea one by one, and to fulfill the long-cherished wish and mission he has dreamed of one by one. He really wants to live, not to mention that his family feud needs him to hate it, just so that even the villagers in Lake Village must not die, otherwise once it is tomorrow, the villagers will be bullied by the living Hades, and I don't know how many families will be separated and their lives will be ruined.
Ye Wuxian doesn't want to die, he can't die, he can't, his mission and the safety of his relatives are not allowed to die, he must break free from the prison to slaughter the living Hades. However, thinking about it, the reality in front of him is extremely cruel, and the hope of living is extremely slim, his hands, feet and body are firmly bound, unable to move at all, unable to extricate himself, and it is difficult to escape from the hands of death. In the small building, there is only the enemy of the "Yang Realm", the Living Yama King and his little lady, and no one sympathizes with him, let alone rescue him, how can he escape the mercy of death?
The mysterious fiery red "meteor" in the night without a trace fantasy has no movement, and the faint dream has been shattered. It is not known whether that mysterious thing is good or evil, and if it does appear, it may bring even greater disaster. Besides, the earth is dark, the sea of people is vast, he is just a drop of water in the sea without a trace at night, that mysterious thing is high above, how can he be found, he can only wait for death.
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