Chapter 201

"Are these black mist mixed with the flesh of some powerful demon beasts?" Qin Lang reached out and grabbed a handful of black mist, but he didn't catch anything, but his hand was dyed black.

"Damn, how is it like ink? Then haven't I become a black baby now? Damn! My handsome face!" Qin Lang screamed.

"I'll wipe it, don't disgust me, okay, I'll fall asleep if you vomit my nausea. Dong Ling seemed to be really disgusted by Qin Lang, and retched for a while.

"Ouch, you're an uncle, you're an uncle now, okay? Qin Lang was suddenly afraid, and he could only sigh in his heart.

"Qin Lang, how is the coercion here?" The cave spirit was in Qin Lang's body, but he couldn't feel the coercion of the outside world.

"The coercion here seems to have weakened a little, but it is more violent, it seems to be very angry, and very unwilling, anyway, all kinds of dissatisfaction. Qin Lang closed his eyes, and when facing the monstrous coercion, he felt the emotions contained in the coercion with his heart.

"Angry, unwilling, Qin Lang, why don't you pretend too?" the cave spirit thief laughed, he found that he had been with Qin Lang for a long time, and it seemed that he had become a little obscene.

"What do you pretend?" Qin Lang's two big innocent eyes dripped.

"You also pretend to be angry and unwilling, anyway, what kind of emotion is the coercion you feel, you imitate that emotion, but you must be real, you must not miss the horse's feet, otherwise you will die. The cave spirit said faintly.

"Damn! Pretending to be my specialty, I think Lao Tzu pretended to be mentally retarded after eating the overlord meal, and no one ever found out. Those bosses couldn't bear to beat me, and they had to give me some silver taels. Hahahaha!" Qin Lang seemed to recall the glorious past, and suddenly became proud.

Dong Ling was about to despise Qin Lang, but found that Qin Lang's temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the whole person had become extremely vicissitudes, and his eyes revealed helplessness and sadness about the passage of time.

What kind of person is that?

The whole person was bent on his back, and every step seemed to become extremely difficult, although the years did not carve traces on his face, but they left an indelible vicissitudes in his heart. What kind of emotion is that, sadness and unwillingness, anger and helplessness, in the face of the passage of time, can only turn into a long sigh. Even though there is too much reluctance in my heart, I can only do nothing.

As the saying goes, sadness is also sad and bitter, and there is nothing to be done!

The change in Qin Lang's temperament directly caused an indescribable voice to sound in the Refining God Valley, that voice, as if looking for something, was extremely angry and violent coercion a moment ago, but at this moment it actually became a little softer, of course, this softness was only aimed at Qin Lang.

"Alas!" Qin Lang felt this softness and sighed deeply, as if recalling the past that had turned into smoke.

This sigh made the black mist tumble, and all kinds of emotions were transmitted to Qin Lang, some were angry, some were unwilling, some were hateful, and they wanted to be resentful, but the most was a kind of longing.

I miss my hometown, I miss my relatives, I miss my lover, I miss my children. That longing turned into resentment over time, but with Qin Lang's lament, this longing erupted again and was passed on to Qin Lang.

The boundless black mist began to squirm, and it unexpectedly dispersed automatically in front of Qin Lang's body, forming a smooth passage in the black mist, leading to a place in front of him.

"This..." Qin Lang's emotions were still being transmitted, but he was apprehensive in his heart, he really couldn't understand what was going on, he could only follow the instructions of the cave spirit.

"Why are you still stunned? The road has appeared, and you still don't go?" Dong Ling almost kicked him from behind Qin Lang.

Qin Lang stepped out step by step, although he was very anxious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush to the deepest part to see what the situation was, but he had to pretend to be thorough, and pretend that nothing leaked.

Qin Lang's pace was very slow, and every step he took seemed to have gone through countless years. In the black fog beside him, various emotions were constantly transmitted to Qin Lang.

"Dong Ling, you're right, this is indeed an ancient demon beast battlefield, and these emotions are indeed revealed only by the warriors on the battlefield. Qin Lang said in his heart.

"These are the remnants of the will of dead warriors, and now they seem to treat you like one of their kind. The cave spirit said.

"Kindred?" "I'm not a demon beast, I'm not dead, a ball of the same kind!" Qin Lang was speechless.

"When I say like-mindedness, I don't mean the same-kind in the form of the body or in the form of life, but the like-mindedness in the form of the will. These residual wills treat you as a carrier to talk to, and they also want to leave here and return to their hometown, but they are imprisoned here by a liliang. And your presence makes it possible for their last wish to come true. "The cave spirit reasoned with his countless years of command and experience.

"Yo, so I won't be in danger for the time being?" Qin Lang was immediately relieved when he heard this.

"If you don't see through it. If you are debunked, you are dead. The cave spirit said viciously.

"Don't worry, do you know what the highest level of a liar is? That is, you can deceive yourself. Qin Lang said confidently, and no longer spoke to the cave spirit, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in a shijie created by himself.

At this moment, Qin Lang seemed to have really incarnated into an ancient demon beast, experiencing an earth-shattering demon beast war, that kind of emotion was no longer pretended, it seemed to be the nature that flowed from Qin Lang's bones.

"I'm rubbing, this guy is a genius. "The cave spirit scolded, if he didn't know Qin Lang's details, even the cave spirit would have thought that Qin Lang was indeed the demon beast who had participated in this demon beast war.

"You're finally here. An old voice passed through the layers of black mist from the Valley of the Refining God, the sadness and unwillingness contained in this voice were hundreds of times stronger than those scattered emotions in the black mist, but only Qin Lang could hear it.

"Well, I'm coming. Qin Lang's eyes were distracted, and he said lightly.

"Are you sure this time?" the old voice sounded slowly.

"Certainty? There can be no absolute certainty of anything. Qin Lang began to talk nonsense, jokes, he didn't know what was going on, how could he dare to say anything.

"Alas, then why did you come here?" the words of the old voice had an undisguised disappointment, waiting for so many years, but waiting for such a sentence, how could people not be disappointed.

"How do you know if you don't try, please tell me, what should I do?" Qin Lang continued to talk nonsense, but every sentence was very rigorous, not only did there be no loopholes, but it could induce him to know the general situation step by step.

"You come down first. After the old voice finished speaking, an invisible suction force suddenly sucked on Qin Lang's body, pulling it towards the bottom of the God Refining Valley.