"How did I get steamed? Hallucination, absolutely hallucination!"

"Shouldn't I be watching every step in the daytime? Am I holding my hands to my chest again, this scene is a scary!"

Ling Han looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little panicked. Because he had just seen the fourth master destroying flowers with his spicy hands during the day, and steaming the jade sandalwood girl, which made him feel distressed.

At this moment, he is defenseless, sitting cross-legged in a glass round tripod, there are three legs under the tripod, and the wall of the tripod is depicted with many hideous images, which seem to have never been seen before, but the vicious and cold breath in the portrait goes straight to the bottom of people's hearts, and it is very uncomfortable to see.

Under the three-legged round dome are seven skulls in the direction of the seven stars, crystal clear, the tooth joints are clearly visible, the face is facing up, and seven light blue flames erupt from the seven violently open skull mouths, and converge into a large blue flame at the bottom of the tripod. The three-legged round tripod was shining brightly under the reflection of the blue flames, and it was magnificent, and Ling Han seemed to be sitting on a colorful flame at this moment.

"Why is it so cold? I guess my feet are on the outside of the quilt again. No, I'm going to wake up. Ling Han opened his eyes vigorously, but he didn't see the flickering light of the familiar router signal light, and what came into view was still the cold stone room, the crystal clear skulls, the light blue flames, and the chill that penetrated his heart.

After countless attempts and repeated confirmations, Ling Han was sure that he had woken up, he clearly remembered that he was twenty-three years old this year, and he would pass two rounds next year, and many brothers had become fathers, and he hadn't even touched a girl's hand; a girlfriend who was a little ambiguous with him asked him to borrow three hundred yuan, and then there was no news, and he was still hesitating whether to remind her; Mr. Rinkura's new film was only buffered to 67 percent; and the account he just opened couldn't vote for his favorite works until now......

But he was still in this completely unfamiliar environment, and he couldn't move anywhere except his eyes and thoughts, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Damn, what the hell is going on!" he couldn't help but roar in his heart.

"You finally have the consciousness, the ancients are honest and don't deceive me!" An almost equally cold voice suddenly sounded in Ling Han's heart, and he was still not sure whether he heard this voice in his ears or in his heart.

He rolled his eyes, and first saw a pair of eyes that still shone in the darkness, yes, similar to beasts, but not green, and there was excitement, fanaticism and a hint of impatience in his eyes, like a desperately hungry man looking at a chicken leg that is about to be roasted in his hand, or a desperately hungry person looking at a peerless beauty around him who wants to refuse to welcome him.

Then he saw a face, an old face, an old face full of wrinkles, so pale and full of life, that it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had just crawled out of the coffin.

He couldn't see anything else, his body was completely hidden in the darkness.

"Don't ask me who I am, don't ask who you are, don't ask where this is, don't ask where you're going, because all this is meaningless, there are still seven hours left in the little week of seven seven forty-nine, no matter which star field you come from, after seven hours you will be my reborn furnace. ”

Ling Han didn't see him open his mouth, but this voice still sounded in his heart very really, cold and ruthless, holding his full of questions in his chest.

Ling Han really felt that the back of his spine was starting to get cold at the moment, even if it was really a dream, this was definitely the person who had already hung up and came back to hook his soul, he heard his grandmother say that he would never wake up after three turns with the person who was already dead.

"No, grandpa, there are many people in this world, why do you fall in love with me?"

"Because you are like me, it is a chaotic demon life that only comes out of thousands of years, and the fate of people with this destiny is unpredictable in the second half of their lives, only you can help me hide from the sky and cross the sea, and transcend the six reincarnations, hehe, you and I have such an opportunity, and it is also a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes!"

These dry laughs were even worse than crying, and Ling Han got goosebumps when he heard it, "You old gangster, I haven't lived enough, master, I still want to take advantage of the arrival of 2012 to hurry up and fall in love, and I am still thinking about how to work hard to get on that Noah's big ship, I won't carry it like this!" Ling Han cursed in his heart, and at the same time sadly realized that he still had such a clear mind, proving that he was definitely not asleep.

It's crossed.,And there's only seven hours left as soon as you cross.,And in the last seven hours, you have to face such a lifeless old gourd face.,And the Ding furnace.,I remember that in the novels of Xiuxian, they are all looking for beautiful female disciples to make the Ding furnace.,Could it be that this old gang still has this hobby!

"Damn, this is too unreliable!" Ling Han thought desperately.

Ling Han was really a little speechless, he was the kind of person who would never be found after thirty seconds of being thrown on the street, the kind of person who played a little bit of everything, and was not proficient in anything, his work was always not up or down, and it seemed that he had never done it seriously, the game was always good or bad, and he could also shout and charge into battle with the boss, and by the way, he would pick up some leaks, and meet the real master, who was the master of a headshot. Basically, everything is about the same, although it is not left behind, but it is definitely not the beginning.

"What kind of chaotic demon life, it will only come out for thousands of years. Ling Han complained in his heart, and at the same time, he quickly put everything he remembered into operation, looking forward to a glimmer of life.

Time is still ticking, no matter what time you're in.

"Okay, the hour is almost up, the old man has been waiting for three thousand years, and he has finally lived up to his hard work, this time let those thieves and donkeys and ox noses take a look, I am the first person to open a precedent for all generations, hahahaha!" The old man with a dead face ruthlessly pronounced that Ling Han's life had come to an end, and because he was too excited, even his voice trembled a little.

He stretched out two equally thin palms, and two jet-black air currents gushed out from the palms, hitting the crystal clear skull, the pitch-black true qi poured in, and the blue flame spit out of the skeleton's mouth suddenly became a little stronger, with the continuous catalysis of the black true qi, the light blue flame gradually turned into a dark blue, Ling Han only felt a deep chill rising from the glazed ding, rushing into his own divine consciousness sea, and the huge impact made his divine consciousness begin to blur.

"Fuck, I'd rather burn to death than be frozen to death, what kind of fire is this, why is it getting colder and colder!" Ling Han scolded weakly.

The thin old man ignored Ling Han's scolding, his arms were raised, and the pitch-black true qi was still hitting the skull continuously, stimulating a pure light blue flame, and at the same time, an ancient and mysterious incantation began to be recited in his mouth, a wonderful rhythm sounded in the dark stone room, similar to the Buddhist Sanskrit sound is unpredictable, but it is full of endless cold, just like this blue flame, Ling Han almost couldn't understand anything, but he felt a stronger and stronger chill rushing to his mind, and he was struggling to support it with the last trace of consciousness.

Maybe it was the instinct to survive, or the unwillingness to cross so sadly, Ling Han's willpower at the moment surprised him, sometimes people don't push themselves, they don't know how strong they are, this still makes sense.

"You old gangster, even if I get into the tiger's mouth, I will break off your two front teeth, I will support, I will support, I will support you!"

With the chanting of the thin old man, one after another turquoise characters flew out of his mouth, spinning and dancing around the glass dome where Ling Han was sitting, like fireflies jumping in the dark, it was very good-looking, of course, Ling Han had no intention of appreciating it at the moment, he gritted his teeth and guarded this last bit of his consciousness and clarity.

"The lunar year and the moon are cloudy, and the day is cloudy, boy, help me get rid of my rebirth!" A trace of blush suddenly appeared on the thin old man's pale face, I don't know if it was excitement or his last trace of life force, "Out!" He shouted, and an ethereal figure faded out from his heavenly spirit cover, as if with a little reluctance, and as if the wind was blowing away, slowly drifting away like Ling Han, surrounded by the green flickering font, the faint figure approached the top of Ling Han's head.

"When ......"

A bell rang from nowhere, the dark blue flame was full of light, and the turquoise characters also surged at the same time, and a chill born from heaven and earth reached its peak at this moment, and the figure did not hesitate anymore, penetrating into Ling Han's head.

"I can't bear it, damn it, hang it, it's so unreasonable, I'm so fucking sad!"

In the moment before Ling Han lost consciousness, he didn't forget to complain about the thief who never listened to complaints.