The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, moist and sticky.
A young man in white clothes lay quietly on the stone bed, his eyes slightly closed and motionless. If you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't even be able to see the slight rise and fall of his chest.
Through the dim candlelight, we could vaguely see the debris scattered all around, and we could vaguely see a dead baby nailed to the wall, with bloody flesh.
The baby's blood dripped down the corpse and fell into a small pool of blood on the ground, making a "ticking" sound that was particularly clear in the dark space.
"Meow meow meow--"
A snow cat jumped on the boy's body and pulled the sleeping boy hard with its paws. An anxious meow came from its mouth.
However, no matter how much the snow cat screamed and shook, the boy did not move at all.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance.
The snow cat was just about to hide, but he didn't expect that the person whose footsteps were far away a moment ago would arrive in an instant.
The person who came was wearing a black cloak and a white ghost mask. The face on the mask seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and crying but not crying. It was extremely strange.
"Huh?" The man was obviously very surprised when he saw Xuebao. His voice was hoarse. He could only tell that he was a man, but could not tell his age. "You cat woke up early."
Immediately, a hand stretched out from under the cloak. It had long fingers and slender joints. It was particularly beautiful, but its skin color was extremely pale.
With a slight hook, the snow cat felt a huge suction force, and its body flew uncontrollably towards the man's outstretched hand.
"Meow meow meow--"
The snow cat kicked its four legs in the air, struggling to resist.
However, this resistance was obviously a drop in the bucket. The man grabbed the snow cat by the neck and raised it to the mask. He turned his wrist and looked up and down, but he didn't find anything special about the cat. It was just an ordinary pet.
Cats cannot even be called the lowest spiritual beasts.
The man lost interest and threw the snow cat aside.
The snow cat was thrown to the ground, rolling in pain, and a "whining" sound came from its throat.
The man didn't care and continued walking towards the stone bed.
Walking to the stone bed, the man glanced at the young man sleeping peacefully on it.
He raised his right hand and flipped it over, and a Buddhist bead came out of thin air.
Snow Cat, who had just recovered from the pain, saw with his own eyes that the Buddhist beads in the man's palm immediately flew towards the sleeping boy, paused in front of the boy, and then slowly blended into the boy's chest...
Then the man's hoarse voice came to my ears, with a hint of crazy excitement——
"That person didn't lie to me. You really have a pure and kind heart... Haha... I've been waiting for a million years, and finally I've been waiting for... the Buddha's heart and evil body... the Netherworld and the Ghost Land..."
The man was talking like crazy, looking at the young man on the stone bed with fiery eyes, as if he was looking at a perfect work of art.
But then, he seemed to have discovered something. He raised his hand and drew an extremely complex and obscure pattern out of thin air, and waved it towards the young man.
The pattern seemed to collide with something invisible as it approached the boy, causing a "clicking" sound.
The man stared at the boy closely, and saw that the boy's figure began to change——
The originally tall and lean body gradually became slim and graceful, with graceful curves. The two sword eyebrows gradually became slender and evolved into willow eyebrows. The straight bridge of the nose became a bit softer...
The facial features have only undergone slight changes, but they have completely transformed from a handsome young man into a young and beautiful girl who is charming the country.
"I didn't expect that the third young master of the imperial capital, who is famous all over the world, is actually a woman..."
The man's tone was filled with surprise and interest, and then he chuckled.
The hoarse voice combined with the content that was spoken was creepy in this dark and deep space——
"Since she is a Yin woman, the refined Nether Ghost Temple should be more perfect..."
His heartbeat was like thunder, and a cold fear emerged from the bottom of his heart. Snow Cat suddenly felt cold all over his body...
The people of the Shenyan Continent did not know that in the year when they were making various speculations about the disappearance of the third young master Wu Mo, in a place far away from the imperial capital, even far away from the Shenyan Continent, that gentle and beautiful young man was in a dark place.
, what kind of tragic tragedy he experienced... This chapter has been completed!