Throughout history, there are countless people who want to take shortcuts and gain a strong position, but unfortunately, the blood river energy is inextricable.

"Now you have the final say, will we continue?"

Su Hao has always liked to act arbitrarily, but the environment he faced at this moment was indeed a bit beyond his imagination.

He thought it would be better for him to listen to Gu Han’s opinions and act rashly.

After all, Gu Han read more ancient history than him, and his knowledge is quite profound, so it is safe to listen to him.

"It's getting late now, and the vegetation has just been disturbed for a while, so it's definitely not OK to go in now, it's too dangerous."

Gu Han frowned and said, "I think I'd better go in tomorrow."

Su Hao nodded and said nothing more. To be safe, he stayed away from this territory with Gu Han and planned to come and explore the bloodshed tomorrow.

The sunset was setting, and the sky gradually became hazy and dim! Standing in the distance and watching the scene in the bloody wasteland, all shocked Su Hao! I saw that a layer of bloody wasteland, which was originally shrouded in white mist, gradually disappeared.

The bright red and dazzling blood-colored mist was like a red miasma born from the ground and slowly spread out.

Before nightfall could completely fall, the blood famine was completely shrouded in the blood mist! Su Hao originally wanted to explore with his divine thoughts, and the aura wrapped in the blood mist, but he finally gave up and dared not go there easily

Try it, because that thing is too evil! If you contaminate a trace of blood, you can make the holy Taoist fall into Yuanmiao. The ghost knows whether that strange aura will be contaminated with his original body through his divine thoughts?

It was already late at night, everything was quiet, the sky was pitch black, nothing could be seen, and there was not even a wisp of night wind, which was so weird.

Gu Han stepped on an ancient tree that was about to die early and sat cross-legged into a state of concentration.

Su Hao was lying on a bluestone, crossing his legs, looking closed his eyes and resting, waiting for the dawn to come.

Although he thought a lot, his mind was always confused and he always felt that everything was very complicated... Don’t ask about the sorrow, don’t ask about the memories, how many vicissitudes of the world are prosperous.

I look to my heart, I look to my desire, and I feel sorry for the heavens and heartbreak.

Knowing that the people return, the way is vast, life and death are scattered and the king is lost.

Asking for destiny, the falling flowers are cool, and a grain of blood flows in the sea... In a daze, I heard a loud and loud song that suddenly came from the depths of the bloody wasteland, and accompanied by the melody of the guzheng?

This is the voice of a woman, and it is very pleasant! "What's going on?"

Su Hao suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the Blood Wasteland that was dozens of miles away from him, and his heart almost jumped into his throat! In the late night when he couldn't see his fingers, the terrifying and weird Blood Wasteland

Deep in the distance, a woman's singing suddenly came from the voice?

How could people appear in the bloody waste at this moment?

Could it be a female ghost singing in the depths of the bloody wasteland?

"Gu Han, did you hear it?"

Su Hao's heart was throbbing inexplicably, his scalp seemed to be electrocuted, and he felt numb, and he couldn't help but ask this question.

However, Gu Han did not respond to him.

"Damn, where are the people?"

However, just as Su Hao turned around and looked at the dead tree, he saw that there was no Gu Han on the dead tree at all! The singing was distant, with desolation, and it never dissipated for a long time. Su Hao frowned and his mind was rippling.

He always felt very uncomfortable. He even doubted whether this sound was caused by Gu Han and deliberately scared him like this?

But Gu Han didn't seem to be a person who could tease people, and he could not be in the bloody wasteland.

"Brother, can you come in and have a cup of tea?"

At this moment, the singing suddenly stopped, and a woman's greeting came from the dark wasteland.

"Are you talking to me?"

Su Hao asked coldly, and looked at the deserted city at the same time.

But for some reason, his gaze was very blurred at this moment, and he could not see through the bloody waste and clearly the woman who was transmitting the voice.

"Of course I'm talking to you."

The woman responded that although she could not see the person and was far away, she could clearly hear the sound, just as if she was close to her, and her voice was very beautiful.

"Where are you?

Why can't I see you?"

Su Hao was jealous of something. When his divine thoughts moved, Guiyuan's aura instantly protected his body, and the green light shone around his body. He dared not be careless at all, because everything here was too weird! "I'm cooking tea in the blood river, my brother

Can you come here to appreciate your face?"

The woman came to her question, and her voice revealed a little smile.

Cooking tea in the blood river?

Upon hearing this, Su Hao's heart was shocked. What else could he do if he wasn't a ghost?

But at the same time, he suddenly thought of something, the daughter of the Blood River! Not long ago, when Su Hao asked Meng Yu about the whereabouts of the Sect Master of the Xianwu Sect, Meng Yu mentioned that Zhou Yao was crazy.

Some things.

Hundreds of years ago, Zhou Yao said crazy about the wind, saying that he could drink a cup of tea from the daughter of Blood River. Even if he went to hell, he would escape from the cycle of reincarnation, and then he disappeared innocently... Could it be that the woman who talked to him?

Is it the daughter of the Blood River?

"I'm afraid that those who have tasted tea are dead, right?"

Su Hao said in a cold voice, feeling a little indignant, especially when he thought of the long-lost Zhou Yao.

If this voice transmission Juzhen was the daughter of the Blood River, Zhou Yao would have died long ago and was killed by this woman! "As far as ancient times, the only two people who have tasted my tea have become the great way now,

The weakest ones also made the Emperor of Heaven.”

The woman responded by sending a voice message: "Finish, you will be the third person who is qualified to taste my tea, and I..." "I believe you, a ghost!"

However, before the woman could finish her words, Su Hao scolded coldly, and he was not interested in the invitation of the woman who sent her voice.

It is probably only a fool who will accept such temptation! "Since the guy doesn't like his face, that's fine."

The woman sighed softly and said in a voice transmission: "It's a pity that we missed this time. I'm afraid that it will take many years before we can meet."

"It's better not let me meet you!"

Su Hao scolded.

"Brother, then we'll have a date later."

"Get out now!"

Perhaps it was because of Zhou Yao's disappearance that Su Hao felt so disgusted with the woman, but just in his sudden anger, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.

"Damn... this is actually a dream?"

The moment he opened his eyes, Su Hao finally came to his senses. It turned out that he had a dream, because the sky was already bright now! "What are you shouting at this early morning?"

At the same time, Gu Han, who was meditating on the dead tree, suddenly asked with a cold look on his face.

"I... just had a very strange dream."
Chapter completed!