Restless inspiration, a little toxin, alcohol, and the hallucination just now.

These things combined gave Wang Jin a brief dream.

Things in dreams are unreasonable and irregular.

Wang Jin saw Sun Tiezui, the baby-headed corpse god, the Mud Dragon King, and the snake-body girl who was thanking him.

At the end, Wang Jin saw something very strange.

It is so huge that its shape cannot be clearly defined.

But extremely beautiful.

There was a layer of black air in front of him, and these things seemed to make people very uncomfortable.

Several blood-red human faces guarded the baby with only a head, and kept spitting out black gas from its mouth.

Wang Jin wanted to reach out and touch them, but found that these things were far away from him.

He only heard a vague call.

"Save me."

It sounds very helpless and hopeless.

"good."

Wang Jin nodded slightly.

He had always felt that he was not a good person, but unexpectedly he did not refuse.

It seems like it should be so.

"ha…"

In the underground river, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking around, I happened to see Wangcai running back with a shotgun.

An excited look on his face.

The same goes for Xiao Hei and Mirror Ghost. They waved their hands and kept giving Wang Jin thumbs up.

Although we have known each other for so long and experienced so many things...

But they still feel that their boss is not a human being.

It's too scary.

"Tsk...don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

Wang Jin curled his lips, stretched out his hand and tapped the heads of the three little guys gently.

Then look around.

There is no doubt that Da Paotou is not dead.

He was beaten by Wang Jin who was unconscious and ran away.

Naturally, the bamboo raft broke into four or five pieces, and the one under Wang Jin's body was the second largest.

The size is just right, allowing Wang Jin to sit cross-legged on it, and paddling without difficulty.

"Well... keep going."
Chapter completed!