The sunset sun shone in a hollow valley with a colorful glow.

From time to time, small fish poke their heads out of the shallow water.

The light tail stirs the surface of the water and swims around in their own world.

And suddenly, a wave of soft footsteps approached the place.

Then came the sound of talking.

"Is it reliable? If we fail to turn defeat into victory, I'm afraid Zhang Zhiye won't be fun there. ”

Xu Zhulin pushed the tip of his nose and smiled.

"Dead fat man, don't worry, I still have a trick if this plan doesn't succeed, this is the forbidden land of the Ghoul Mountain, we only take their lifeblood."

Li Wuya raised his hand slightly.

"Stop for a moment, after all, we haven't been to this place before, don't be careless, let me take a look with the pregnancy pupil."

"If I could, I would cut off their destiny power first."

Xu Zhulin hesitated slightly, and after ensuring safety, everyone dispersed.

While protecting Li Wuya, he waited for the result.

And Li Wuya did not hesitate, suppressed the worry in his heart, and the spiritual power converged on his eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of ordinary eyes glowed with red and purple light.

Li Wuya closed one eye, and the red light disappeared.

Only the purple light was left between heaven and earth, and there was a mysterious and mysterious power corresponding to him, which reflected each other with the purple mang.

A moment later, Li Wuya opened his other eye, and a tyrannical red light suddenly flew out.

Then two wisps of blood flowed from the corners of Li Wuya's eyes, and Li Wuya slowly closed his eyes.

"Yazi, are you alright?"

The first one who was chubby and concerned came over and held Li Wuya.

"I'm fine, it's just that my spiritual power has bottomed out, and I'm a little uncomfortable."

"The opponent is too strong, I can't hurt him, and I was injured by his fate thread."

Li Wuya smiled bitterly.

Xu Zhulin pondered for a moment and replied.

"Don't use your eyes lately, otherwise too much will hurt you."

Everyone nodded, thinking so in their hearts.

Feng Yu Yao reminded.

"We've all attacked people, will they already feel where we are!"

Li Wuya raised his head and wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes.

"He can't feel it now, I think he hurt me, and he is not happy, and he has to lie in bed for a long time."

"I'm going to keep the plan."

Xu Zhulin simply shook his head.

"I'm absolutely against it, I think we need to send some masters to deal with people, and Ghoul Mountain is obviously a gathering point for abilities."

"He can't be alone, and if we don't succeed in beheading, I'm sure it will be very difficult for us to quit."

"We have to be accountable to ourselves and to our squads."

Li Wuya pondered, and then picked the corners of his mouth.

"But Ghoul Mountain must know that there are many dangers, if we send out the masters, once it is time to employ people."

"Even if we are safe, won't all the previous efforts be wasted?"

"We can't gamble and don't dare to bet, we don't have the strength, and we can't even be given the opportunity to flip the chessboard when the time comes."

Xu Zhulin's fingers lightly tapped the buttons of the combat uniform.

"If one person doesn't go, we'll be surrounded right away."

"But if we go, there are not enough people here, and we can still get close to each other by laughing or transmitting voices with spiritual power."

"In the end, this flaw was invisibly solved."

Li Wuya grabbed a handful of hair and bared his teeth.

"What if you can't share and eat together?"

Xu Zhulin's fiddling combat uniform hummed.

"This problem does not exist, if their important things are moved, the danger of their other places will be subconsciously ignored."

"Even if I encounter a master who is harder and more difficult to deal with, I can transfer and use guerrilla warfare to grind out the opponent's manpower."

Li Wuya thought quickly, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

After a while, it will come slowly.

"Then I ask us to do it first, or your statement will not be true."

Xu Zhulin's eyes darkened and he scolded.

"I wanted to stop you from some danger, as for such a search!"

Li Wuya spread his hands and smiled.

"I'm the captain, is there a comparison?"

Xu Zhulin was stunned for a moment, and the two smiled.

"I'll just bring my eldest brother and Kong Jing here."

Then Xu Zhulin snatched the words first.

"Take a doctor."

Li Wuya waved his fist.

"No need, if you can, let Long Yunbiao follow us."

Li Wuya nodded, turned his head and commanded.

Long Yunbiao obediently walked to Xu Zhulin's side.

Xu Zhulin was slightly surprised, and exclaimed that a fool is a good person who recognizes people.

Li Wuya didn't care much either, and the two discussed other things.

After discussing everything that could happen again, they took their own people apart.

Xu Zhulin quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests with Kong Jing, who was cold and relaxed, ready to work at any time, and Long Yunbiao, who was silly and simple.

Here, Li Wuya and the others also went into the mountains and forests.

And inside a white room.

A small and delicate woman raised her head, and two lines of black blood flowed from her nostrils.

Then some came out of my ears.

She didn't wipe it, but just lay down on the ground.

Whisper.

"It's finally here, when am I going to be free."

"It's finally here."

The words fell, and the room fell silent.

Only from time to time, the woman flowed down the white neck stalk, and a drop of blood dissolved in the white bones.

The sound of ticking and ticking, like the clock of death beating.

It calculates the trajectory of life, the impermanence of life, the change of time, the unpredictable horror of the four seasons.

It seems that with this voice, even the picturesque foot of the Poetic Ghost Mountain is a little terrifying.

And in another room in Ghoul Mountain.

A man with a leopard's head, ringed eyes, and extremely long arms was wrapped in a group of iron chains like a rice dumpling.

Both shoulders, knees, and dantian, and even in college, they were pierced by iron chains with iron cones at the front ends, and then locked together.

The man remained motionless as if he had no pain.

The blood from those wounds had long since congealed into a brownish black, and the man occasionally found himself laughing at himself disapprovingly.

But today he not only opened his eyes, but instead of being sad, he looked at the land in the distance.

He hadn't laughed for a long time, his stiff muscles moving a little, and he barely showed a smile that looked like a crying smile.

The sound of dry bark striking iron rang out.

"Yes, yes, the opportunity has come, this time I have another chance, my plan must be successful, not sloppy."

As the words fell, the man leaned back in, and there was a rattling sound from the chains on his body.

Heavy and bleak.

And all this is unknowing, and it is slowly happening.

Each reaps its own interests, not for life, but for the means?

Maybe all this is the distance of the rivers and lakes, or maybe it is the danger of human sophistication.

No one dares to say it, and no one can say it clearly.

This is the voice of a river and lake.

Maybe, maybe.