The moment you open your eyes, it's empty, empty, endless darkness, and it's hard to know if you've opened your eyes. Even though there was no wind blowing, my skin could clearly feel the penetrating cold. What is this place? No one can say why, maybe the existence of this place is an unknown in itself, why is it here?

I don't know......

Don't even know if this unanswerable question makes sense?

Finally, something that could be seen appeared in front of me, and it was my body. It was as if he was the only luminous body in the world. Why was he alone in this darkness?

He seemed to want to move himself but found himself bound by this darkness, and he didn't know when, and suddenly, a slight light appeared in front of the dragon's eyes.

A pair of black hands appeared in front of him and slowly stretched out towards the dragon track, was the outstretched hand salvation or killing? The dragon trace was not clear, but when he was about to get closer, he realized that the hands were dripping something, as if it was blood. There is actually bright red blood flowing on the black hands, what is this going to do?

The fear began to linger in his chest, and the dragon's gaze was firmly drawn to the blood, and just as he could see it, the black hands suddenly stabbed into his chest like a sharp steel knife.

"Help!"

The first time the dragon trail reacted was to cry out for help. Although Long Ji usually doesn't ask for help, but now his body can't move, and the only thing he can do in the face of the threat of death is to call for help.

There was no response, and his cries were in vain.

Then his heart suddenly trembled violently, and his whole body sweated like rain. He didn't know what he should do, because his body didn't listen to him at all, and even if there was no response, he could only desperately shout for help.

"Help! Lin Yingbin!

The dragon trail cried out desperately, and constantly tried to break through the restraints by twisting his body. Everything was in vain, he could not do anything. This sense of oppression, this sense of constraint, this sense of helplessness that everything you want to do is futile and there is no deadline...... It's a feeling that almost strips the soul from the body!

Convulsively, the bound dragon trace felt the sensation of an electric current hitting the whole body, and this feeling started from the heart and quickly hit the whole body. With every beat of the heart, it invades the whole body, and every heartbeat can cause the tremor and contraction of the muscles of the whole body, the excitement of every nerve, and the tremor of every cell. Is this fear?

However, he did not give up the will to survive because of this, and kept calling out his friend's name, and gradually another mood appeared.

"What's going on?"

The other emotion is anger that is different from fear, which comes from hatred of one's own powerlessness. The anger seemed to take on something, and the next moment, everything was gone.

Both emotions, both fear and anger, are gone. The luster in the dragon's eyes was gradually dissipating, and he was about to turn into the eyes of the dead man, and he looked at the hands in a lost mind.

The hands stopped, and pointed somewhere nearby, and the dragon trail followed the direction.

Then, the place that had been dark appeared. However, it was not a good scene, and Long Ji almost collapsed after seeing that scene.

It was the corpses of Lin Yingbin and Liu Wufei, and there was still blood flowing next to the corpses, and the scalp of the broken dragon trace was numb for a while!

The dragon trail closed his mouth in amazement at the sight in front of him, and in his shock, the black hands came to take his life.

Long Ji's mouth could only mumbly "Ah... Ahh

Seeing that the big black hands were about to reach out, Long Ji began to call out the names of the two men.

"Lin Yingbin!?flow without flying!?" He tried to wake the two of them up with a shout, but he didn't react at all.

The dragon's whole body trembled, and gradually, the owner of the hands appeared. However, the darkness here made it impossible for the dragon to see the man's face clearly, and he could only look at his silhouette very familiarly.

Then, the man grinned.

"You...... Did you kill them?" the dragon began to become angry, his trembling pupils staring at the man in front of him. He knew that his life was short, but he just wanted to see who killed him before he died.

"That's right!"

The man's voice was very cold, and I don't know if it was because of the cold environment here or his voice, but just hearing it made people fall into the ice and snow.

"You... Who the hell is it?"

The intense fear and anger that arose in his heart invaded every cell of his body.

"Hmph, you, you'll know right away!" the man approached the dragon in an indifferent voice.

Ryuji stared at his face with wide frightened eyes, and slowly, Ryuji saw his face clearly and immediately screamed, because he couldn't accept the reality in front of him.

"How... How... How could it be !!?"

That person, that person is none other than the elder brother of the dragon's track, Kubi! It would actually be the cooly, which the dragon never expected. Looking at Kubi's face, the originally equal fear and anger in Long Ji's heart became unbalanced. Fear deepens and takes over the original part of the anger.

"No... No way... You are ......," the unfinished words floated out of the dragon's mouth.

Kubi stabbed his steel-knife-sharp palm into the chest of the dragon, and the expression on his face did not hesitate at all, and it seemed that there was no human emotion at all, giving people the feeling that it was a cold-blooded murder weapon, only terrifying.

'Smack...' The black hand pierced into the dragon's chest without hindrance.

"Don't!!" Long Ji roared one last time with all his might, and then there was a blank expanse in front of him!