Chaos begins to open, and the world begins. The light and clear qi rises for the sky, and the heavy turbidity of the qi condenses for the earth. The spirit of the heavens, the turbidity of the earth......

Legend has it that the world was dark at that time, until one day the sun, moon and stars appeared in the sky, and after ruling the day and night, there was light between the heavens and the earth.

But according to legend, there is still a place between heaven and earth, a place where the sun, moon and stars do not shine, and it is the darkest and coldest place in the world.

At this time, Shui Hao was in a dark world. There is no light, no sound, and no sense of the flow of time.

Shui Hao only felt that his whole body was cold, and even the blood in his veins seemed to stop flowing, and at this moment he felt tired like he had never felt before, and his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

But strange things, his consciousness was extremely clear.

It was as if there was a thousand pounds of weight pressing on his body, hazy and out of breath, as if he was awake but not awake, as if he was asleep, he couldn't shout if he wanted to, and he couldn't move if he wanted to.

Shui Hao suddenly felt that something surrounded him, and they were very curious and timid. But, cold, very cold!

Shui Hao wanted to summarize the feelings in his heart in one word, but he rummaged through all the words in his head, and he couldn't find any one that could vividly describe the coldness.

Suddenly, Shui Hao Guan Yuan Lingzang was scorching, and the spiritual power of his whole body involuntarily operated, and a thin layer of enchantment slowly wrapped his body.

Although the barrier was dim and seemed to be broken with a snap of his fingers, it was this light that expelled the cold for Shui Hao and made him open his eyes.

Shui Hao found that this was a blood-red world, and the cold around him was a blurred shadow, they were the size of a baby, floating in the air ethereal.

The blood shadow trembled violently again, and gradually turned into a cute and cold little face.

"Mom~Mom, Mom~Mom......" They screamed and screamed, rushing towards Shui Hao.

At this moment, the enchantment suddenly lit up, and then returned to darkness.

Shui Hao knew that the stream was barely supporting, and the aura in Guan Yuan's spiritual treasure had not recovered much at this time.

And those little faces, as if they had a natural fear of the enchantment, suddenly retreated the moment the enchantment lit up, and the moment the enchantment became dim, they were ready to move again.

As if thinking of something, Shui Hao's body shook, and he exclaimed: "Ghost, this must be the ghost that Shui Bo once mentioned." ”

Shui Bo once said that people who die unexpectedly are obsessed and entangled, and they form ghosts in a specific environment. And these ghosts in front of him are obviously the babies absorbed by the blood map of mountains and rivers. The resentment of being abandoned by their mother made them linger in the body of the snake and could not die.

Looking at these ghosts who surrounded him and hesitated to leave, Shui Hao gritted his teeth and scolded hatefully: "Damn the nine tails, and those six tails." Even if there is no retribution in this world, then the master is your retribution. One day, I will make you lose your souls. ”

And Shui Hao's exclamation just now spread far away in this darkness, and it was only at this time that it came back.

In the darkness, the wails sounded again, from far and near, more and more.

The dense wails rekindled the spirits around Shui Hao, and they stared at Shui Hao in unison, their eyes bursting with scarlet light.

Shui Hao only felt his eyelids beating wildly, and his heart seemed to stop at this moment, he held his breath and looked at the red light that was constantly lighting up around him.

Immediately after, countless ghosts screamed and screamed, drowning Shui Hao like a tide.

However, no matter how weak the stream's spiritual power is, it is not something that this little ghost can blaspheme. The moment they touched the barrier, they were purified by the spiritual power of the stream, and their souls flew away.

It's just that the ghosts are clearly in a frenzy, and they scream and roar, gathering more and more, one after the other.

They have been wandering here for hundreds of years, complaining for hundreds of years, hating for hundreds of years. After coming here, Shui Hao was the only person they had ever seen, and they wanted to get into this person's chest and see with their own eyes why people's hearts could be so ruthless!

At this time, the enchantment around Shui Hao became weaker and weaker, like a flickering candle flame that could be extinguished at any time.

The ghosts in the sky screamed and roared, and if you listened closely, you would see that their voices were mixed with the sound of devil crying.

I don't know how long it took, even across the barrier, Shui Hao could hear the ghosts chirping around, and the wind was biting.

Devil May Cry grew louder and louder, and countless ghosts slammed into the barrier. With each impact, the barrier shook and the color became even darker. Although there are constantly ghosts purified by the enchantment, they are only a drop in the bucket compared to the ocean-like number.

Shui Hao's face turned blue and pale, and in Guan Yuan's spiritual hide, there was a sudden sigh, and his voice was full of helplessness and unwillingness. The brook could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

The barrier shattered, and Shui Hao was exposed to the ghosts, and like hungry beasts, they instantly engulfed Shui Hao.

In the endless darkness, countless ghosts seemed to have found their mother's arms, and they vied with each other to suck the heat in Shui Hao's body.

The ghosts wrapped Shui Hao, and rushed into Shui Hao's body, eating away at his memories little by little.

In the darkness, whose sigh is it, recounting, unwilling and reluctant, and in the darkness, whose tears are irresolvable, the eternal tenderness that cannot be dissolved.

Shui Hao only felt colder and colder, and gradually he forgot himself, forgot those unforgettable people, and forgot those unforgettable things, he really wanted to just keep sleeping.

'Bang ......'

A voice came suddenly, piercing through the screams of the ghosts, echoing through the dark space.

With this voice, an aura that was colder and more evil than the ghosts emanated from Shui Hao's body.

The ghosts shuddered, and for the first time, their scarlet eyes showed a look of fear.

That sound, whose heart is beating;

That sound, who woke up from a deep sleep.

The blood-ink-colored light suddenly lit up in his heart. It started out the size of a candle, but it grew bigger and brighter. It not only reflects the water vast, but also illuminates this darkness.

A huge suction force came from the spirit treasure in the vast water, devouring the ghosts in the space like a long whale sucking a siphon.

Immediately after, a cold voice sounded, cold and ruthless.

"I smell it, the smell of resentment, rich and fragrant! It tastes so sweet! hahaha......

Huh, let's get away...... Even the waters of Lethe River under the netherworld are not worthy of being forgotten, let alone the humble ones!

You are worthy, and you can only be my restoration. Come, you who are as small as moths......"

Shui Hao's body shook suddenly, and he only felt that there was a fire in the middle of his body, as if a flame had ignited inside, burning his cold body extremely hotly. Those lost memories also came back at this moment.

The ghosts were continuously sucked into the body, and in the spirit treasure, they were transformed into the power of the water. They seemed to be endless, and Shui Hao only felt as if the spirit treasure in his body was about to explode.

"Tsuki...... Stop, stop! I'm going to burst!"

"Haha...... Brat. Finally willing to wake up, you seem to be even more useless, and the little mermaid has allowed yourself to be hurt to such an extent. But, whoever it is, I'm going to make it pay!"

"Hu, stop~go!" At this time, the spiritual treasure in Shui Hao's body and the meridians all over his body were filled with blood-ink-colored spiritual power, and his body also swelled up like a balloon!

"Boy, do you want to die?"

"Bah, you just want to die! There are so many things waiting for me to do, and there is still the person who cares about me waiting for me to save them. ”

"If you don't want to die, let's continue to absorb it! There are few places where there are so many ghosts now. I can smell the smell of this essence blood, it is more than 10,000 years old! And we can't let it die now! I need this bloody breath......"

At the same time, in the blood map of mountains and rivers, Xiao Liu's huge snake body suddenly stagnated, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was slowly decreasing.

"Little Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the worry in Xiao Bai's eyes, Xiao Liu shook his head lightly and said softly, "Sure enough...... Sure enough, Shui Hao ...... Xiaobai, we will be able to liberate ourselves immediately. ”

Suddenly, an incomparably majestic shout came out from the huge snake body of Xiaoliu: "Demon fox, accept the sanctions! This sword is swinging for those innocent children who died in vain!"

"Bloody Waves"

The cold and evil light burned in Xiao Liu's body, wanting to ignite the snake body.

"Roar......"

In the terrible roar, with a heart-rending pain, Xiao Liu rolled and wailed on the ground.

On the red snake's body, the surging blood and qi fell off in large chunks, and the terrible wounds were exposed on it, and they were rapidly expanding.

Xiaobai silently took a fancy to all this, his eyes trembled, and his face was sad.

She and Xiaoliu reunited, and they no longer have any regrets about each other. And she is just a fox tail of the little white fox, which can only exist in this blood map. Leaving here, the only thing that awaits her is death.

But Xiao Liu occupies the body of the Ming Snake, and as the array spirit of the mountain and river blood map, he coexists with the blood map! That is to say, as long as Xiao Liu is still alive, then Shui Hao and Hu You'er will always be trapped in this blood map.

Everything at this time is exactly the choice of Xiaoliu. Provoke Shui Hao and force out his strongest means, which is enough to make Xiao Liu die. In this way, he and himself will be truly liberated. And Shui Hao and Hu Youer can also get out of the blood map.

"Roar......"

Xiao Liu let out another earth-shattering roar, and the blood-ink-colored light came out of his body, reflecting the blood map of mountains and rivers, and Xiao Bai's pale face. Immediately after, with a wail, Xiao Liu finally disappeared under the raging waves of the blood blade.

The blood gradually dissipated, and a figure slowly revealed. He held a blood-colored sword in his hand, and there was no joy or sorrow on his cold face, like a god above the nine heavens.