In the evening, Hua Hua was taken to the sixth level underground without sleeping.
Hua Weimian looked calm, but felt weak in her heart. The further down she went, the more terrified she became.
There was no wind in the basement and the temperature was constant, but Hua Weimian's hair stood on end. The cold and terrifying feeling surrounded her all the time. She felt extremely cold.
And that sense of crisis accompanies her, like a ray of light on her back.
However, she knew that she couldn't escape at all. Even if she escaped, she would be punished even more horribly. Maybe next time, she wouldn't even be free.
At the fifth stage, the air began to be filled with a disgusting smell of blood.
The sticky smell of blood filled his nose, and Hua Weimian smelled the smell of countless deaths.
The next moment, there was a "chi" sound, and the fifth floor suddenly opened. Hua Weimian stood in the middle of the basement. Before he could react, he fell to the next floor.
She flipped around in the air several times before standing firm. At this point, she found herself standing in a coffin. The stone coffin was engraved with complicated symbols and looked extremely weird.
As for the surroundings, it was okay not to look at them, but Hua Weimian was startled when he looked at them.
There was blood all around.
The bright red blood filled the huge space.
Blood pool!
No, blood pool cannot describe so much blood, this is simply a lake of blood.
The cold blood made Hua Weimian feel bored and scared.
Her breathing was a little heavier. She knew that this was prepared for her, including this coffin...
Perhaps, she will die here today in exchange for Mo Xi's life.
"Gah..."
With a strange sound, the coffin lid came down, and Hua Weimian instinctively wanted to escape, but at that moment, Emperor Shitian, who was standing on the fifth level, added a few spells, and Hua Weimian was laid down on the coffin.
inside.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "click", the coffin lid was closed, the surroundings were dark, Hua Weimian was bound by magic, and the entire coffin slowly sank into the pool of blood.
The cold aura filled the air unbridled and penetrated into Hua Weimian's body along her skin.
It was obviously a sarcophagus, but the cold blood and resentful undead seemed to be drowning her through the coffin.
Hua Weimian is such a bold and arrogant person, but at that moment she actually felt fear, a fear deep in her soul. It seemed that at that moment, countless souls of the dead broke through the coffins and ran toward her. They were jealous and resentful.
Her life wanted to tear her soul into pieces and destroy her into their burial object.
Hua Weimian suddenly felt very weak.
She felt like she was lying in an illusion, but the feeling of her soul being torn apart was so strong that she felt uncomfortable all over. She wanted to shout, but couldn't, and wanted to move, but couldn't move...
She seemed to see those dead souls tearing apart her body bit by bit and beginning to feast on her soul...
She was dying of pain all over, as if there were billions of vicious insects and ants biting and devouring her soul...
But she couldn't move, she could only watch...
Looking at myself at that moment, slowly walking towards death.
Hua Weimian felt that the saddest thing in life was at this moment, watching herself dying without even a cry, just waiting, waiting for life to pass by little by little, letting the fear overwhelm her...