At this time, Wushuang was already immersed in this cold airflow. The cold airflow under his body was swallowing his body, drilling into every capillary hole in his body. It was cold, surprisingly cold and terrible! But it was really comfortable for him. It felt a bit like a bathhouse with warm water, the more you soak, the more you soak, the more you feel comfortable.

Gradually, he closed his eyes with pleasure and began to immerse himself in it. His mind was in chaos, and his five senses gradually disappeared. He seemed to be out of the real world. There was a silence and darkness around him, and endless energy was recharged for him again. This coldness was also what the blood soul needed.

"Don't sleep, you can't sleep. After you fall asleep, you will never wake up like other classmates! This is a curse! Wake up quickly? Aren't you touching the Jin Captain? Why are you so careless? Oh... you are so heavy... I can't drag you!" Chu Tianyue's big duck voice came from his ears. It was obvious that although she was broken, her heart was not bad. She was really afraid that he would end up like other dead classmates.

If an ordinary person knew that he was slowly immersed in another world, he would definitely be frightened when he saw his soul breaking away. But Wushuang did not have that kind of fear. He liked this feeling too much, and even hoped that the cold power in the coffin bed under his back could be infinite, allowing himself to sleep here forever.

Chu Tianyue's voice became blurry. At first, she could feel the girl pulling her arm hard, but slowly, all the feelings disappeared, and she seemed to be floating in a chaotic universe. It was pitch black everywhere and nothing could be seen, only surrounded by endless cold.

"Meow..." Suddenly, a miserable cat moan broke the deposition of this world and awakened Wushuang.

It was pitch black all around, and it was impossible to tell where the cat's cry came from. Wushuang stood in this space where he could not hide from the world or the earth, waiting. He knew his situation very well, and the demon hidden in the Khitan tomb was finally about to appear. This was what he wanted, and he wanted to see what was so powerful.

"Meow...Meow..." The sound of the cat's meows gets closer and a white shadow flashes behind him.

Wushuang subconsciously pulled out the dagger and turned around and chopped it. The white shadow was extremely fast, and he could dodge like lightning and then jumped into the chaotic darkness.

"Aren't you afraid?" A leisurely voice in the chaos said coldly.

"Scared? What am I afraid of?" Wushuang asked him with a look around.

"You will stay here with me forever like them." The voice said again.

"No, even if you stay here, it's me, myself, and you don't have you. This place can only accommodate me. The cold air in your space is not enough! It's not enough for me to practice here for twelve hours! You should be afraid of me!" Wushuang replied to his voice, either, or even suspected that the person who was talking to that person now was not Wushuang, but Bai Di'an Tumei in the blood.

"You are very confident, are you different from them? I can feel your powerful energy." At this time, a faint light seemed to appear in the chaos. A tall and thin man walked out slowly from the darkness. Those steps seemed to be like an ancient gentleman. However, this man was dressed a bit strange. He was wearing a white robe. The robe was surprisingly long and dragged behind him two or three meters, just like the bride's wedding dress. The white one was surprisingly white, without a trace of variegated color or dust.

He was holding a cat in his arms. The cat was very well-behaved in the owner's arms. Its ears were shrinking and his eyes were squinting. The owner was touching it while enjoying it.

Its body was pure black. If it weren't for its squinting eyes, there would be a faint light in the cracks of its eyes, and Wushuang could not find it at all.

The cat's face is very wide, with its eyes and nose in an isosceles triangle. It has a large tail as thick as a tiger's whip, and it hangs all the way to the owner's feet. Look at the black hair on this body, it is shiny and smooth like a satin face.

Wushuang stood there blankly and tried to snap his fingers. The cat's Shuang'er immediately raised her high and swung her towards him, stretching her whole body, ready to bite at any time.

Ouch! What a moon-shaded black-eyed beast! If this cat wasn't a blind man, there was a fierce light in his pupils, Wushuang would have thought it was a smoky black spot.

"Moon Shadow Black Eye Beast?"

"Do you recognize it?" the man asked.

"I have a friend who also raises a cat that is exactly the same. This cat is cruel and is a spiritual beast between heaven and earth. If it weren't for feeding it since childhood, it would be difficult to obey its master. Moreover, the master who keeps it must have a strong horoscope, because this cat is too fierce and will defeat the master!"

"You are right. The cat was tributed by Persians when I was eight years old. I asked it for a long time before my father gave it to me. It was so small at that time. I think it has been more than eight hundred years in the blink of an eye, and someone finally recognized it." The man accidentally revealed a few useful information.

It seems that he is the owner of the tomb of this ancient tomb. He has been dead for eight hundred years, and he is a Khitan prince, and he is very capable of being the crown prince.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in listening to your story. Why did you take those innocent people away?" Wushuang asked him.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to ask me this? This is my world. They broke the tranquility here and disturbed the beauty of Maoer. I thought they liked to accompany me here, so I left them behind." Every time the man said something, there was an evil smile on his lips. He had a handsome face, and this wicked smile reminded people of Nalan Hong, who was nicknamed the male vixen.

The man slapped a few times and walked out of the dark chaos behind him. They were all archaeological students who had messed up the curse of the Khitan ancient tombs.

"Look, are they all very happy?"

Wushuang secretly said, can you be unhappy? This is your world, you are the master here, and everything here must obey your orders.

With Wushuang's current ability, as long as this guy shows his soul, he can definitely kill it in this world. However, even if he is killed now, those dead classmates will not be resurrected. In addition, if he is killed, how can the world go out? Besides, there is also a moon shadow black-eyed beast here, and he has seen the skills of Heizi.

"Can you let me leave?" Wushuang asked him.
Chapter completed!