Looking at the bloody setting sun in the sky, Han Xiao seemed a little confused and helpless, and his companions were constantly appearing in his mind. The huge mental pressure was eroding his heart madly, and his eyes gradually lost their former radiant spirit.

The sun rose and the moon set, and it was not until the seventh day that Han Xiao recovered slightly. In a daze, he finally stood up and carried Dongfang Xiamo's body behind him. Then he found Feng Yixiu and Shen Ruyu's corpses, and dragged heavy steps away from the sad place.

Regardless of whether all this was an illusion, Han Xiao also brought his partner back to his hometown for burial. He crossed thousands of mountains and rivers alone and finally returned to his hometown in China, burying the three of them with his own hands.

No one could know how sad Han Xiao was burying the three of them with his own hands, but the more he was, he couldn't find someone to talk to. Instead, many people blamed him all the tragedy, making Han Xiao, who was already guilty, even more self-blame.

If Feng Yixiu hadn't given him in advance, he would never have had the courage to survive.

Because the damage on the soul will be reflected in the real world, the best ending will become a soulless walking corpse. For example, like the third prince of the Dragon, the worst ending will lead to real death.

Sometimes living requires greater courage than death, and Han Xiao has finally truly realized the true meaning of this sentence.

The world is so big that Han Xiao found that there was no place to live. He wandered around like a lonely ghost. As long as he stopped for a moment, he would be tortured by horrifying memories. Even in his sleep, he would often be awakened by nightmares. Only by getting drunk can he get a moment of peace...

Even though he was living like a year, Han Xiao was still carefully calculating the passage of time. He clearly remembered that Feng Yixiu said that every round of illusion would last for a year, and he was always looking forward to the arrival of the final time limit.

Under the huge mental torture, Han Xiao's mental power became stronger and stronger unknowingly, but these seemed to be no longer important to him now.

"The time should be almost done..." Han Xiao climbed up from the ruins and said to himself.

"Bang!"

I heard Han Xiao suddenly smash the dirty wine bottle in his hand. Since the battle between Dajiangshan, he has put on the Ksitigarbha war armor for the first time.

Han Xiao went to the ocean and spent nearly a week. He set foot on the great country alone again and came to the sad place that made him fall from heaven to hell. He was preparing to challenge the entire Hundred Ghosts Legion alone.

Han Xiao was already determined to die and fought from the periphery of Dajiangshan to the Ghost Island, and finally alarmed the Nine Sin Fox Lord.

"Little devil, I kindly let you go to life, but I didn't expect you to run back and die?" At this time, the Nine Sin Fox Lord's strength had become stronger. She was no longer wearing a white fox mask all day long.

Han Xiao looked at the familiar face, and the extreme grief was like an arrow piercing his heart, and roared: "Stop talking nonsense, I didn't want to go back alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xiao rushed towards the Nine Sin Fox Lord without hesitation, but his strength alone could not even be close to him.

The leader of the hundred ghosts surrounding the Jiusin Fox Lord took action at the same time. The overwhelming nymph aura was like a monster devouring the world, and it controlled Han Xiao in just a moment.

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!" The Nine Sin Fox Lord gently shook the nine gorgeous demon tails behind him, one of which turned into a thunderous light and stabbed Han Xiao's heart.

Han Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he watched the demon tail, which was like a thunder spear, gradually enlarge in his eyes. There was no fear of death, and the corner of his mouth showed a smile for the first time. He could finally get rid of it.

But just as the fox tail was about to pierce Han Xiao's head, a strong white light that made people unable to open their eyes burst out, and a sound of space vaguely came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xiao felt his eyes turn dark and he fell into a deep coma. It took him a long time to gradually wake up from his coma.

Han Xiao's consciousness began to gradually recover, and he sat up with his painful head. His vision had not yet recovered, and he could only see a blurry figure in front of him.

"Brother Han Xiao, are you okay?" Feng Yixiu supported the shaking brother Han Xiao with both hands and comforted her softly.

"Three...third brother?"

Han Xiao had not seen the person in front of him clearly, but he instantly determined the owner of the voice. He hugged Feng Yixiu like crazy and said excitedly: "That's great, you are still alive, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

"Brother Han Xiao, I should say sorry, I am the one who makes you suffer..."

Feng Yixiu also knew what kind of pain Han Xiao had suffered, and gently stroked Han Xiao's back and comforted him.

Half an hour passed, and before Han Xiao could recover from his excitement, Feng Yixiu finally couldn't help it and whispered: "Brother Han Xiao, my hands are numb. Can you let me go first?"

"I dare not let go, I'm afraid this is a dream again..." Han Xiao was reluctant to let go, but instead increased his strength.

"This time it's true. If you don't believe it, won't you know it if you pinch yourself?" Feng Yixiu also looked helpless and suggested.

Han Xiao grabbed Feng Yixiu's clothes tightly with one hand, as if he was afraid of him. He pinched his face with the other hand, and the force was so strong that he pinched half of his face.

"It hurts so much!" Han Xiao grinned in pain, but his voice revealed excitement.

"Can you let go now?" Feng Yixiu asked back with a look of indifference.

"oh oh……"

Only then did Han Xiao relax Feng Yixiu's clothes with confidence and gently smoothed the wrinkles on it with a smile.

"Brother Han Xiao, your performance is very good. But can I ask, why did you end up running to Dajiangshan?" Feng Yixiu touched his chin and said curiously.

Han Xiao frowned slightly, lowered his head and whispered: "I have calculated the time. If everything is an illusion, then I will naturally be fine. If all this is true, I don't plan to survive alone."

Feng Yixiu was stunned for a while, then nodded with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "I understand..."

The reason why Han Xiao’s weak mental power was able to survive was entirely due to the unspeakable friendship and bonds between Han Xiao and the three of them.

"You are still very weak now. You can try to use the divine source spirit crystal. The divine aura in it also has a certain repair effect on the soul." Feng Yixiu raised his hand slightly and used his powerful mental power to get the divine source spirit crystals that were piled up like mountains not far away. He immediately reminded him: "You must seize the time, and the next round of spiritual illusion will begin in an hour."

"One...After an hour, didn't I just wake up?" Han Xiao was too scared and his words were a little uneasy.

Before he had experienced the spiritual illusion, Han Xiao might not be able to understand the horror of it, but after experiencing it, he deeply realized this and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"It has been a whole day when you are unconscious. Giving you an hour is already a good idea. This kind of thing cannot be delayed. It is best to complete it in one go, otherwise you will only be more afraid in the future." Feng Yixiu said seriously.
Chapter completed!