Sun Weiming was tired and desperate. His head, hands, and feet floating on the sea of blood meant nothing to Sun Weiming, because he was also a part of it.
Two red worm predations have reduced the number of corpses on the sea, but they also lack the feeling of life. Even the broken limbs are still cuter than the silent world, and the light spots above no longer spit out spirits.
Now, it's dead silence here.
Life is really unpredictable. When I was Tianxing Yinjue, the messenger's photo ball kept flashing. It was so majestic, but not long after, I was expelled to the Holy Realm.
After finally defeating the exile, he was crowned three levels to recover his body, but because of Lei Tianxun's challenge to the five-clawed golden eagle, he suffered a disaster and entered the spirit world. Unexpectedly, Sun Weiming was an angel of the underworld and became a distinguished guest.
But now, stuck here, Sun Weiming really thought that if the red worm came out, he would volunteer to be swallowed by it. Even if he couldn't find it, he would become the food of the red worm and return to the most basic energy. That would be the end of it.
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But what about Yan Beitian? What should he do? What about Lei Tianxun? If he kills himself, what will happen to him? What will happen to Fairy Yusi and the others? There is another... Zhu Tianying, alas, whenever he is in trouble,
She is always the first one to think of her, which is the eternal pain in Sun Weiming's heart.
I am a coward, I dare not face myself, Sun Weiming said to himself.
It has been a long time, but not only have no spirits fallen from above, but the red worms have also not appeared again.
I am as gray as a dead tree, with no interest in life at all. I float and float, I don’t know where I am, and the color of the sea of blood here is much lighter.
Sun Weiming suddenly discovered that there was a faint light in the distance, like a bright light in this blood-red world. Sun Weiming swam towards the light with all his strength.
It was a ball of pale yellow light and shadow, about ten feet in diameter. You couldn't see what was inside. It seemed to be a kind of skill to resist the red juice that corroded the spirit body. From this look, there must be someone inside.
Anyway, for Sun Weiming, there is no situation worse than now.
Sun Weiming took a breath and slowly entered the light and shadow.
It was about the size of a living room. It was a clean place without red juice. There was a small platform in the center with a strange thing on it.
It was a toad statue, crawling on the platform. Its eyes protruded like two electric fireballs, but the eyelids were tightly closed.
Sun Weiming walked over curiously, and the strange toad statue suddenly stood like a human.
Sun Weiming was shocked. Could it be that it was not a statue, but alive?
When I stood up, I realized that it was not a toad. The head was a toad, and the hands were similar, but the body was more like a human being. What was even weirder was that he had a string of rosary beads in his hands that were rolling continuously.
Could it be that he is another ancient race? I greeted him respectfully, "Senior, I am Sun Weiming, why are you here?"
He didn't seem to hear what I said. This world is weirder than outside. Why is there this two or three square meter place in the vast sea of blood?
The whole world is still, only the string of rosary beads is moving.
Sun Weiming spoke again: "Senior, I came here uninvited..."
Sun Weiming said a lot of polite words, but there was still no response. He couldn't be mute. Sun Weiming was about to walk forward to his side when he suddenly thought that he was disturbing others. How could he maintain his position in hell?
How difficult it is to live in such a world.
I don't know why, but loneliness and loneliness surged in Sun Weiming's heart. Maybe he belonged to the sea of blood outside. Sun Weiming bit his lower lip, turned around and wanted to walk out of the wall of light and shadow.
Just as he was about to wear it out, suddenly the fairy light spot on Sun Weiming's forehead lit up with a trace of white light. At the same time, a faint black gas appeared on the magic box on his body and floated out of the body.
White light and faint black air condensed right in front of Sun Weiming. What was going on?
A strange voice came from behind: "What do the old goblins and phantom demons have to do with you?" This voice was very pleasant to the ear.
Sun Weiming hadn't spoken to anyone for an unknown amount of time. He turned around and saw that the other person's eyes were a little scary. His eyelids were open, and the two electric light balls were so big and so bright that he had never seen such a person before.
"My dear, Sun Weiming, the phantoms, demons, and old goblins are all my friends." Sun Weiming said.
"How is it possible? They have been fighting constantly since ancient times. Which one do you know first, the phantom ghost or the old goblin?" the other party said.
"Phantoms."
"Didn't the old goblin notice that you have a magic box on you?" the other party asked.
"Yes." Sun Weiming said.
"He found out you had a magic box on you and gave you a 'Fairy Kiss'?" the other party said.
What is a goblin's kiss? By the way, the old goblin kissed Sun Weiming on his forehead. Sun Weiming's whole body was filled with happiness at that time. That kiss was called a goblin's kiss?
"He is the sworn enemy of Phantom Demon. Although he has worked together, basically the two of them are not friends. They are..." This weirdo talked in a mixed manner. I don't know what the point is. "He knows you."
He is a friend of the phantom devil. It would be nice if I didn’t beat you to death. How could I give you a fairy kiss..."
Sun Weiming had to interrupt him and said: "Senior, you know both of them."
"Ha... we are both primitive people in Turin, and they have each fallen into ruin." The other party said.
"The Turin primitive people, I heard the old goblin mention this. He said, 'The grudges and resentments of hundreds of millions of years, but I didn't expect that in this million-year tribulation, the Turin primitive people will come back to the world.' He
I'm very impressed." Sun Weiming said.
The strange toad's eyes brightened even more, and he said: "He was so happy that he set a fire and went to sleep, leaving a bunch of people to put out the fire. I only set a small fire, but I stayed here and suffered. It's really too much."
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What these experts talked about was so confusing that Sun Weiming didn't even bother to ask, and it was all in vain.
He talked for almost a stick of incense, mostly complaining about the old goblin. Only at the end did he mention: "You have a special chance. It seems that you are the one who deserves the disaster."
"An expert is an expert." Sun Weiming nodded and admitted.
Obviously he agreed with Sun Weiming's words, and said shamelessly: "Now you know that back then, I... By the way, how did you fall into the 'Sea of Blood of the Undead'?"
While he was talking, the electric fireball flashed, which was really funny.
"Oh, I am the most unlucky person in the world. I didn't expect that I would fall down for no reason." Sun Weiming briefly told the story of the attack, but did not dare to mention the soul workers' union. It was unclear whether this person was a friend or an enemy.
clear.
The strange toad shouted: "You are in trouble. It seems that this disaster is far more terrible than the ordinary million-year disaster. There are even traitors in the spirit world. In this way, the support you can get is very limited."
"Wow, you are really an enlightened person, you can deduce everything." Sun Weiming said.