84_84717When Dustwind's consciousness fell into chaos, Dustwind finally understood something.

The fourth level is not a fantasy.

The tears in the Lethe River are not the tears themselves.

Hugh, I didn't mean it, I didn't even have a chance to shed tears.

In other words, the Lethe River is a dead end, a deadly game.

It's a pity that Dustwind understood too late.

But then again, Dustwind doesn't regret it.

Even if you know that you are dead, the dust wind will not retreat.

It's just that Dusty Wind couldn't have imagined that he had experienced so much in his life, and finally fell here.

............

"Where is this?"

I don't know how long it took, but Dustwind's consciousness slowly woke up.

"Am I not dead?" said Dustwind, shaking his somewhat painful head.

Dustwind got up in a daze, looking at the white world around him, and Dustwind thought hard.

But no matter how you think about it, Dustwind can't figure out what happened.

Dusty Wind only remembers that his soul was torn apart by the unjust souls in the Lethe River.

And then there was death.

After that, the dust wind consciousness woke up, and it was here that he arrived.

"Could it be that I'm in my own soul world again?" Dustwind guessed in his heart.

When Dust Wind first saw the Divine Blood Emperor, it was in such a white world.

How similar is the scene here today to what it was back then?

It's just that Dustwind doesn't know why he suddenly entered his soul world.

"The reckless earth, the bright and clear, the way of heaven is orderly, and all living beings are equal ......"

Just as Dusty Wind was looking around, an old-fashioned voice suddenly reached Dusty Wind's ears.

Dusty Wind was silent and looked around.

Behind Dustwind, Dustwind finally saw an old man with white hair and white beard.

With the experience of meeting with the Divine Blood Emperor back then, Dust Wind was not panicked at this time.

Instead, he stood quietly, waiting for the old man to come.

"Who are you?"

When the old man was closer, Dusty Wind asked solemnly.

This is an old man, plain with vicissitudes and breath.

As you can imagine, this is definitely a living for an unknown number of years.

Every gesture gave Dustwind an inexplicable pressure.

"I am the river uncle, the river spirit in the Lechuan River. The old man said lightly.

The old man's voice was majestic, but it was kind.

At least the dust wind sounds very pleasant to the ear, and it is not an offensive impression.

On the contrary, there will be a very reassuring feeling.

"Hebo?" was stunned.

The name of Hebo has also been heard, it is a great god in the era of the ancient gods!

He Bo was furious, and the earth was flooded.

This is a moody god.

At that time, it was also considered prestigious.

It's a pity that because of Hebo's moodiness, many families have been ruined.

In the end, another god wounded his left ear with an arrow, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, he actually hid in the Lechuan River and became a small river spirit.

"Human, the Lethe River is not the place you should be!"

Just when Dusty Wind was a little unsure whether this Hebo was friend or foe, Hebo's faint voice came again.

It's just that what makes Dusty Wind a little strange is that the god Hebo back then was not a good stubble.

Otherwise, it would not flood the land and end up hunted down by other gods.

It's just why it's so easy to talk now.

"The seniors, the juniors didn't mean to come, they just had to save people's hearts and had to do it!"

Dusty Wind nodded, regarded as a salute, and then said without humility or arrogance.

In the face of a person like Hebo, before the enemy is not distinguished, there is still the minimum politeness and respect for the dust.

It is better to settle the dispute, not to mention, the other party is not his own enemy, so naturally he can't lose his courtesy.

"No matter what your reason, there are only unjust souls in the Lechuan River, and no living beings will be allowed to appear, so you better leave quickly!"

He Bo shook his head slightly, and said with some displeasure.

It seems that he is dissatisfied with Dustwind's previous words.

"Leave?" Dustwind was stunned again.

Dusty Wind still doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, let alone leaving?

"There is no doubt that you are not dead. "Hebo said:

"If it were according to my previous character, I would have killed you with my own hands. But I have been cultivating my body in the Lechuan River for hundreds of millions of years, and I don't want to kill anymore, and I don't want you to die on my territory and dirty my Dao heart. So I came to your rescue. ”

He Bo paused, looked at Dustwind's skeptical expression, and continued: "Now I will give you a chance, leave immediately, and resolutely do not allow you to stay on the Lechuan River or the Nai He Bridge again. ”

Hebo's tone smacked of toughness, even a hint of command.

Dusty Wind had to sigh, this is worthy of a moody being.

I was kind to talk just now, but suddenly it seems to be extremely difficult to get along with.

"But......" Dusty Wind wanted to say something, but his words had just come out when he was interrupted by Hebo.

"No, it's impossible for you to save your companion. Your stay is nothing more than a useless sacrifice. My patience is limited, don't try to disobey my will. ”

As he said this, Hebo stared at the dust wind, waved his hand impatiently, and said:

"Remember, you only have one chance, and you can go as far as you want! ”

Hebo's last sentence used a murderous intent.

And as Hebo's words fell, Dustwind's consciousness fell into chaos again.

And by the time Dustwind's consciousness had regained his ability to think for himself, Dustwind had already stood on the Naihe Bridge again.

Before, Dusty Wind was standing here and jumping off the Lethe River.

Now it seems that Yiqiē has returned to the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion again.

And standing on the Lechuan River again, the dust wind looked down at the Lechuan River under the bridge, and the unjust soul was still sleeping, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

But Dustwind deeply remembers the pain of his soul being torn apart.

Soul pain is not the same as physical pain.

The pain of the soul is more immediate, more unbearable.

It is almost rare that there will be a dust wind of fear, and at this time, looking at the unjust souls in the quiet Lechuan River, I still have palpitations.

"Four, tell me how to get through the Lechuan River!"

Dustwind's tone sounded solemnly in his mind.

It would be impossible for Dustwind to go, unless Dustwind could rescue Bailiu and them.

Therefore, even with Hebo's warning, the dust wind will not leave lightly.

"Four, answer me!"

However, the dust wind called in his mind, but he did not get the slightest response.

Even the dust wind can't feel the storage of No. 4.

After being confirmed by Dustwind several times, Dustwind finally had to face it, and No. 4 seemed to have really cut off contact with him.

"What's going on? Number Four is my own god phantom, we are in the same mind, how can we not sense it? And even the lone wolf has lost contact with me. ”

Dusty Wind guessed more and more solemnly in his heart.

It stands to reason that in any case, even if Four falls into a deep sleep and Dust Wind can't get in touch with it, it should at least sense its existence.

It's like Montenegro.

Montenegro is asleep, but Montenegro's existence cannot escape the induction of dust and wind.

However, at this time, not only could the dust wind not sense the storage zài of the fourth, but even the lone wolf and the black mountain were not within the sensing range of the dust wind.

"Hmph, human, I've given you a chance, and if you want to make a senseless sacrifice, then I'm not going to be kind to you. ”

And just as Dusty Wind was thinking, Hebo's impatient voice went straight to Dusty Wind's soul with a murderous aura