"Whew!"

There was a sound in the distance, like the whistling sound of compressed ocean waves, which stimulated people's eardrums and shook their hearts.

Wang Tianlin's face turned pale, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.

Although Su Ning'an's divine sense was impacted, this degree was not enough to make him abnormal, he still stood up straight, looking in the direction of the big tree, his gaze did not shift at all, as for Xue Mingyuan, this voice had no effect on him.

There was another situation that made his face solemn.

The sound came from a distant towering tree, and it seemed to be screaming, and with this scream, a white wave rushed in all directions, and on closer inspection, it was a wave of fluffy white dust.

This white ash is very familiar to Suningan.

It was the things that were mixed in the black and gray that made him disgusted but couldn't help but touch them, and as a result, he was pulled into the second spiritual realm.

It turned out that these things came from the towering tree in the city.

Every once in a while, the tree would let out such a screech, shaking off the white things that hung on the branches and leaves of the tree, and sprinkled them in all directions with the wind, like dandelions, everywhere in the wind.

"What is this?"

Suningan asked.

Obviously, Xue Mingyuan knew this thing, otherwise, his face would not be so solemn, and his eyes would not be full of fear.

"Drunken Dream Dead ......"

Xue Mingyuan stared at the big tree in the distance and let out a sigh.

"I didn't expect that in Cixi County, I could actually bump into the legendary drunken life and dream death, it looks like a tree, but it is not a tree, but a weird, a weird that can continuously produce a wave of spiritual energy, and it is a treasure that every sect dreams of......"

He turned his head and glanced at Suningan.

"For those of us who have opened our minds, Reiki is like water, a necessity that cannot survive without it, however, for the weirdness of drunken life and dreaming of death, Reiki is a fart, just like a human fart!"

Xue Mingyuan smiled.

"In this situation, it's actually that thing farting! And we're just stinky people! ”

With that, he suppressed his laughter, and his face became solemn again.

"Do you see the white dust?"

Su Ningan nodded.

"Don't touch those ashes!"

Xue Mingyuan looked up at the white ash that fluttered in the air like fluff.

"That's why that thing is called drunken dreams and death, and there must be these things along with the aura tide, each of which was once a living being, and still has the memory of when it was alive!"

"This used to be an ancient battlefield, thousands of years ago, the Zhou and Song kingdoms fought around this city for more than ten years, countless people died here, people died like dust, for time, their joys and sorrows are insignificant, but for them personally, those joys and sorrows are the whole world!"

Suddenly, Xue Mingyuan became sentimental.

"Drunken dreams and deaths like this environment the most, the more people die, the happier it is, it likes to collect dead human souls the most, keep the memories of those people intact, and build a small world in their own bodies, and those people keep repeating their lives, over and over again, again and again."

"That's why it's called drunken life and dream death."

"Let's go, take that uncompetitive guy with you, find a place with tiles to cover your head, like you and that kid, you have never opened your mind, the aura is useless to you, but harmful, if you are contaminated with white ash and pulled into the world of the dead, it will be bad!"

Suningan grabbed Wang Tianlin's belt and dragged him into a room with walls and tiles that didn't seem to be damaged.

"What happens when you are pulled into the world of the dead?"

Su Ningan was a little curious, and he didn't know if the others would be like him after they went in.

Xue Mingyuan glanced at Wang Tianlin, his eyes were quite disdainful.

"If this muddy boy is stained with white ash, he will be swallowed up by the memory of the deceased at the first time, and he will not remember who he is, but will only think that he is that person, and so on, repeating the experiences and encounters again and again."

"The real one will also be captured by drunken dreams and death, and become new white ashes."

He spread his hands.

"To a certain extent, this kind of weak-willed guy, once he is contaminated with white ash, he will die!"

"What if it's me?"

Su Ningan said with a smile.

"You kid......"

Xue Mingyuan dragged out his voice and looked at Su Ningan carefully.

"If it were you, you should be able to hold on for a while, at first, you will still have your own memories, but the two memories are entangled, it will make you very painful, gradually, you can't tell which one is the real you, and in the end, you will also end up with that kid, unless you ......"

Xue Mingyuan shook his head.

"You shouldn't be able to."

"Can't do anything?"

Suningan asked.

"If you can insist on yourself, and keep changing the life of the deceased, remember, it has to be a very big change, so that you can break the rules and maybe get out."

"That's it!"

Su Ningan nodded.

Previously, he was able to get out of the way.

Of course, that kind of change is not completely over, if he can kill that innate master, break through the military formation, and change the fate of those ant people, maybe it can be called a change, right?

"What about you?"

Suningan continued to ask.

"Me?"

Xue Mingyuan smiled.

"Those white ashes can't touch me, and even if they do, I have the confidence to refuse the other party's ......."

Xue Mingyuan said it so categorically, but the solemn expression before was not fake, and the fear in his eyes was too obvious.

So, Su Ningan looked at him, but didn't speak.

"Although the world of the dead is terrifying, but, for those of us who are martial artists in the realm of enlightenment, it is actually nothing, as long as the will is strong enough, we can get rid of it, what makes us afraid is that we will be remembered by that weird breath, you know, although this guy is not a D-level, however, it is more difficult to deal with than some D-level weirdness."

"There's no need to ask for trouble, you say, right?"

Su Ningan nodded.

"Next, you just need to hide, wait for the talisman card on your waist to light up, and Master Miaohua activates the magic circle to pull you out, and inform him that there is a drunken dream and death here, and you can make great achievements and get a lot of merit points."

Xue Mingyuan said to Suningan.

"So, what about you?"

Su Ningan looked at Xue Mingyuan and asked.

Xue Mingyuan laughed.

"Such a fun thing, how can Xue miss it, the legendary drunken dream of death, how can I go and see what it looks like, the eldest husband is alive, but he wants to be wanton, happy and revenge, if he is afraid of danger, hide, and steal his life, it is not my Xue Mingyuan!"

Su Ningan couldn't help frowning.

Why does Xue Mingyuan's words sound a little wrong?

Although, it is not known who he is talking about.

"This kid will be handed over to you, they are all in the same door, if you can take a hand, you can take a hand, if you can't do it, it's still important to live yourself!"

Xue Mingyuan looked at Su Ningan.

"Although, I don't know how you kid did it, he was stupid as a cow on the first day, but his performance after the night was more ferocious than those geniuses, but you have a future, live well, don't die here!"

After that, Xue Mingyuan didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the door.

White ash fell from the sky, and he waved the sleeves of his robe, and the wind generated in his sleeves, sweeping it aside without touching it.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon ......"

He laughed and disappeared out the door.

The laughter echoed for a long time, rolling forward like thunder, fading away.

"Get up, don't play dead!"

Su Ningan stared at Wang Tianlin, who was lying on the ground in a coma, and said coldly.

Wang Tianlin remained in a comatose state, motionless.

"If you play dead again, I'll make you a real dead man!"

Suningan snorted coldly.

On the ground, Wang Tianlin moved, wriggling like a worm, raised his head, looked at Su Ning'an pitifully, and cried.

"Spare your life, Suningan, don't kill me!"

"The previous things were all my fault, I also told you, it was Zhu Zongquan who forced me to do this behind the scenes, and now, Zhu Zongquan is dead, compared with you, a talented and promising person, I am a piece of mud on the sole of my shoes, killing me will dirty your hands, it is better to take me as a small one, and you can hand over any heavy things to me......"

Wang Tianlin raised his head and smiled flatteringly.

That's a complete villain!

Su Ningan has not forgotten his lofty posture before, if this guy gains power, he will definitely return to his true nature.

How lowly it is at this time, how cruel it will be at that time.

Since, knowing that the other party is that kind of person, then, it is advisable to chase after the poor man, and don't hesitate when he should beat this guy to death with a rod.

The environment in front of me is so wonderful, very suitable for murder, arson, and corpses, and it seems that I am sorry for this environment if I don't do that.

Taking a deep breath, Suningan made a decision.

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard not far away.

It was the sound of someone falling from the sky and falling on the roof and breaking the roof and falling to the ground, hearing this sound, Su Ningan didn't care about killing Wang Tianlin, he rushed out with an arrow and came to the courtyard, and the next moment, he went up to the courtyard wall.

A courtyard dozens of zhang away from this courtyard has become a big pit at this time, with black ash flying, and there is also white ash scurrying.

Suningan ran past against the courtyard wall, dodging along the way, not letting Bai Ash get close.

At this time, he was still disgusted by those things, but he had not been tempted by them as he had been the first time, because the so-called curiosity touched it, perhaps because he had touched it once, and now he was immune.

In a few moments, he was there.

Jump to a high place and look down.

The ground was a huge pit, and at the bottom of the pit lay a man with a face like gold paper, and his face and chest were covered with blood.

This person is known to Suningan.

It is one of the half-step innate that follows in.

There was a murmur in his mouth.

"He Zhiqian, you can't die well!"