Under the rays of red light, the waves of filth surged.

Qing Han's eyes condensed slightly, and he let go of his cheek in his palm.

Her eyes were confused, sometimes flashing pain and astringency, sometimes joy.

The waves rolled in one after another.

Qing Han raised his hand and patted the boat, and the boat suddenly shone with black light, no longer swaying by the ripples.

Rumble!

The turbid waves of Sanzhang continued to lap the side of the boat, and the water splashed like a solid and instantly shattered, raising pieces of red smoke and dust.

The smoke rose to its limit, and the red dust flickered and fell.

Qing Han gently raised his right hand, brushed a strand of black hair on his forehead, and kneaded his fingers with each other, leaving a fine red powder, and a faint fragrance poured into the tip of his nose.

The woman on the side was originally dressed in red, with long black hair, but at this time, the red clothes were more vivid, and the long hair hung blood-red, not only did not have the slightest sense of disobedience, but looked more harmonious, as if she was like this.

The last red wave hit.

Qing Han's eyes flashed with black light, and after seeing the situation in the waves, he moved his steps and moved away from her.

Five bronze snakes burst out of the waves, hissing Huang Xin, only their red pupils glaring into bells, wrapping around her neck and limbs.

Four interlocking hooks burst out of the water from both sides of the boat, two of which pierced her shoulder blades and then tightened, and the other two pierced her ankles and then tightened.

"Take sorrow and tears, remove their bitterness, and leave their sweetness. Qing Han pointed at her eyebrows, her struggle was more intense, her left eye was sad, her right eye shed tears, the corners of her lips were full of bitterness, and her eyebrows struggled tightly.

Not long after this pointing, the woman in red had no joy or sorrow on her face, only pain remained on her face.

Seeing her change like this, Qing Han smiled slightly, "After such a lifetime of suffering, you can boil a pot of good soup, even if you are an acquired god, her wisdom is extraordinary." ”

The iron hook that hooked her shoulder blade and ankle trembled, and the black rope linked behind the iron hook slowly pulled.

Thump!

The girl barely struggled to resist, and was pulled into the river of blood by the black rope.

The blood wave then subsided, and the surface of the river suddenly became calm, and the color of the water changed from blood red to black, exuding a cold aura.

Qing Han took a deep breath, showed a happy face, raised his foot and stepped forward, his body left the boat, stood on the surface of the river in an instant, and then slowly sank.

Grunt......

After his body sank completely, black bubbles gushed out one after another.

It was pitch black underwater.

Qing Han walked slowly at the bottom of the river, and although the black light in his eyes was covered, he could still see the distance clearly.

There were bursts of ghostly crying and laughter in his ears, and the touch of pulling his shirt again and again couldn't shake the paranoia at this time.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the chain breaking the water sounded.

Qing Han was instantly restrained into a ball, as if he was walking too slowly, and the chain suddenly pulled, causing his body to shake back.

Immediately afterward, all I could hear was the sound of bubbling water.

............

This is a giant sword inserted at the bottom of the river, it can be seen that it was originally black, and the sword body is covered with long black chains, which should have been idle here for too long, and the iron chains have faded a little.

There are countless black bones on it, tightly bound by the black rope, their final movements are not exactly the same, some should be desperate and waiting for death, the bones are still relatively complete and normal, and some should be desperately struggling at the end, the bones are not only twisted and mutilated, but also the teeth are wide open and crooked, so that the mud and sand below reveal a lot of stumps and broken teeth.

Without exception, they exude a terrifying aura, and they must have something extraordinary in their future lives.

And how many people are buried deep in the sand?

Who knows......

It is worth mentioning that the mud and sand are purple and very viscous, and the faded parts of the sword body are a little subtle, which at first glance looks like stars in the night.

The chain was always tightly wound, and Qing Han was pulled to the top of the sword.

Anyway, he tried his best, but he couldn't break free from the weird black rope, so Qing Han simply stopped struggling.

When his body stopped moving, he saw at a glance the endless bones in front of him, and one of them was still alive.

It was the red-haired woman in red.

However, her bright red clothes turned into dirty black clothes at this time, her skin that could be broken by blowing bombs became dull yellow, her eyes were dull, her long scarlet hair was mostly withered, and her body was still gradually shrinking, making her clothes look very loose.

Qing Han stared at the girl, and suddenly frowned.

The distracting power had dissipated not long ago, and he should have been in complete control of himself, but he still felt a faint awkward feeling, and he still couldn't figure out the connection.

She raised her slightly drooping head, unable to fully support the wrinkled eyelids, the eyelids suddenly drooped down half, only revealing half of the gray eyeballs, seeing Qing Han who was bound by the chain in front of her, she wanted to find the pity and remorse in his eyes, but what she saw was a body that was as immobile as a mountain, and he only had coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes.

He seemed to be looking at a corpse.

According to the legends of the world and the words of the god of the underworld, drink Meng Po soup, get rid of the old dreams, break the cause and effect, forget the ups and downs of life, and lose away the eternal love and hatred.

But she still remembers it clearly, and wanted to open her mouth countless times, but found that she couldn't find a reason, it seemed that the unforgettable love had dissipated, but the process was too short and fast, it was unbelievable,

It's ridiculous that it's so insignificant!

The pain is unspeakable, it starts in the body and spreads.

Qing Han's previous words echoed in her ears, and she quickly hated her, raised her last bit of strength, and let out a scream.

At this time, almost all of her feelings were distorted, only anger and pain were real, and her soul was filled with negative emotions, which made this scream particularly terrifying, breaking a line of water trajectory and following the trajectory to the top of the black river.

Qing Han was awakened by Shengsheng in thought, then observed the woman, and then looked at himself, and the chains that trapped him did not tighten.

The black cord that bound her tightened again.

Black Rope crushed her chest, screams were cut off, and the broken trail was once again invaded by the black water.

At the same time, the black cord tightened again, this time, to the limit.

She died almost instantly, a lump of bulge gradually bulging, slowly swimming under her skin, moving faster and faster, and when the speed reached its peak, the surface of the flesh exploded, splashing a large piece of flesh, and at the same time, she also turned into black bone, hanging on the top of this sword.

The huge sword body shot out countless tiny iron chains from it, and the front end of each iron chain had a small black mouth, which opened and closed, and the black fangs inside it were uneven, and the corners of the mouth continued to overflow with black saliva, which instantly mixed with the black water.

The black mouth shuttled through the exploding flesh and blood, the red light gradually faded, and when the darkness was closed, the iron chain clicked and returned to the body of the big sword, and at the same time, the black bone of the sword was completely shattered, and the fading part of the sword body was slightly raised, turning into blood-red buds, and then the pieces were cracked, and the petals were closely connected.

Qing Han's pupils contracted for a while, and his face was extremely ugly. The source of the black water of this river, he now suddenly understood, and he had taken a few big sips before, and tasted slightly salty and a little sticky.

There is also this blood-red flower, which is clearly made of flesh and blood, exuding a sweet fragrance, this flower has no flower heart, if you have to say that there is, it is an eye, after the flowers bloom, they will rotate wildly, and now they are all fixed, not staring at others, just staring at Qinghan, one of them even has eyelids and eyebrows, it stares at Qinghan, and gradually bends its eyebrows.

At this moment, the chains that imprisoned Qing Han's body suddenly pulled, wanting to bind him to the sword body like the former.

Qing Han's eyes flashed, and he put his foot on the sword body, forcibly competing with the pull of the chain.

Helplessly, this pulling force continued to increase, and he didn't know where the end of the force was, Qing Han felt that the force was not timely, and several small iron cables burst out of the sword body.

Seeing this black mouth, although small but disgusting, Qinghan's scalp was numb, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"You are my origin! I am your shell! I carry your power and set you free from now on!

The chain is wrapped around the neck like a snake.,The black mouth sticks out his tongue and licks it.,The wet touch is too disgusting.。。

Qing Han was furious, and simply let go of his feet, and scolded:

"Damn brute! Say a few soft words, I'm so good! Now you want me to give up my mind and become your puppet? Don't think about it! You're going to stay here forever!"