"Captain, dare to fight me?"

In the dream, the voice of the wind suddenly became loud, and he asked loudly.

"The wrath of the horseman, the inadequacy and the plan."

The captain's voice was very gentle, as if he were speaking word by word into Fenglan's ear.

"The price!"

Suddenly, a beast's roar erupted from Fenglan's chest, and the surrounding void changed violently.

corpse

Slowly emerge in front of you,

Radiating a faint pale golden glow,

The head, wrapped in a thick gray cloth,

There is a jagged mark on the neck.

Chest

Slightly concave, with a blue-black glow radiating,

Strange tooth marks on the edges of the depression,

It's like being branded with a mouse's tooth.

Around the corpse, it was getting darker and darker.

Fenglan walked over,

Like a ghost drifting through the air,

At first sight, I was attracted by the mark on my chest, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

The imprint, the specific appearance, can't be described,

Complex and mysterious, like the overlapping of countless eyes.

Feng Lan touched the mark with his right hand, nothing special.

The corpse, little by little, disappeared into the darkness, and did not know where to go.

"Tricks!"

Fenglan's voice returned to whispering.

"Who is he?"

"Why am I here?"

"Abominable Captain."

"I'm losing control of myself."

"No, my first mate." The captain's voice came slowly, "It is a long and lonely process for the trick contract to come into effect. If you weren't too strong, and you hadn't been swallowed up by the treacherous contract, and you had your will controlled, could you imagine your current form?"

"I can't." Feng Lan's voice returned to a loud and hearty voice, a heavy voice from his chest, and he said slowly, "There is no power to sacrifice my life."

"Perhaps, you are the only seed that has a chance to win."

The voice faded away, disappearing into time and space.

"My hunch has come true."

Fenglan woke up and heard a familiar voice say.

"You didn't want to believe me." Jia Yucong smiled and continued, "Fenglan, what should come will come after all. Then, you may be in a state of serious illness at any time, or you may be in a state of madness."

"Oh!" Feng Lan sat on the edge of the bed, his chin in his hands, "What a strange dream!"

The more you kill, the more you can awaken the call of the dark forces to you.

However, if you want to carry forward the Heavenly Sect, if you don't kill, you can't."

Jia Yucong shook his head and said, "No one can help you. It was a lonely journey."

Fenglan came to his senses completely, moved his muscles, and walked to the table and sat down.

The two old friends, Jia Yucong and Long Wumian, have not changed, but their two eyes are shining with a strange light.

"I want to know more about the Chaotian Sect."

Fenglan went straight to the point, and what happened to him just now was treated as non-existent.

"The antiquity of the Chaotian Sect is by no means comparable to the Five Righteous Sects.

In other words, the Five Positives are only the remnants of the countless rising stars, and the five quite powerful Xiuzhen sects.

The mountain gate of Chaotian Sect is built on a large whirlpool, which is divided into two veins, yin and yang, with the yin vein being strong and the yang vein weak.

The Yin Vein disciple never leaves the maelstrom and focuses on the maelstrom.

The Yang Vein disciples are more like servants who listen to the call, and they sometimes have footprints of going out and walking.

Chaotian Sect is planning a big plan that is related to the safety of the Taiming world."

Jia Yucong smiled and said, "I was hit by you."

"Talent and strength can't fully support your ambitions." Long Wumian answered, "It's good to do it yourself."

They both got up at the same time and took their leave.

Fenglan was confused, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Matrompool?"