The purple moon hangs high in the sky, the glowing purple light scatters in the silent city, and the smell of blood permeates the air.
Black buildings are scattered throughout the city, and thick city walls surround the city, isolating the city from the outside world, like a "small world", depressing and terrifying.
Darkness is the norm here. Except for the purple moon in the sky, all the remaining light in the city comes from the sparsely hung street lamps on the streets.
The dim blue light shines on the wall through the lampshade, and the dark red color on the wall can still be vaguely seen.
In the very center of the city is a building with a less than standard conical shape. A cone with a height of 20 meters is placed on a column about 30 meters high. The area is the largest at the bottom and narrows as it goes up.
This building is also black, but the difference is that the dark red color on its walls is more obvious than other buildings in the city.
"You shouldn't be here."
In the center of the building, a woman in a purple dress stands. Under her feet, grooves are staggered on the ground. Looking down from a high altitude, it can be clearly seen that these grooves outline a landscape.
It looked like a bat, and the woman stood right at the bat's eyes.
Her long purple hair was tied behind her head, and her blood-colored eyes were staring gloomily at the ground. Of course the woman knew what these grooves were used for, and she also knew what the patterns on the ground were, because she had been here before.
, she had witnessed this with her own eyes.
Infused with blood, open the way to hell.
"My inheritor, you shouldn't be here." A cold female voice sounded, with a bit of anger.
Purple lines quickly appeared between the eyebrows, and they flickered. With each brightening and extinguishing, the chill inside Bibi Dong's body became a little stronger.
The cold eroded her brain, entangled with murderous intent, and the desire for blood in Bibi Dong's heart weakened.
"Where is she?"
Bibi Dong shouldn't come here. She knows this very well. This is the territory of God Shura. This is his inheritance. Here, Shura has the right to come to the formal lower realm.
However, her child was lost. Although she could not accept the person's deviant behavior, unilateral avoidance did not mean that she could accept the person's disappearance.
Bibi Dong knew when Qian Renxue left Wuhun City. She was glad that Qian Renxue did not question her about her evasion, but she was also puzzled by how carefree Qian Renxue left.
There were two Wuhun Palace priests following secretly, and two elders were sent to escort them openly. In addition, Qian Renxue's own strength was not weak. Although she still had worries in her heart, Bibi Dong still convinced herself
, Qian Renxue cannot stay trapped in Wuhun City for the rest of her life.
Xiupruosi was an accident, an accident that could not be replicated. Qian Renxue could not always be so unlucky.
But who would have thought that under the eyes of the worshiper, Qian Renxue disappeared. Along with Tianmeng and the shadow, Qian Renxue left nothing behind except the aura belonging to Qian Renxue that still briefly existed in that space.
During this process, the worshiper never sensed the existence of the fourth person.
The light in the blood eyes was dim, and Bibi Dong's calm words could not hide his impatience.
Qian Renxue has disappeared for more than two months. The entire territory of Tiandou has been searched by the Spirit Hall, and the Star Luo Empire has not stopped searching for the Saint of the Spirit Hall.
When they did not have too many expectations for the two empires, two known places protected by other gods appeared in the minds of Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu.
The Rakshasa God who always disappears at critical moments has lived up to Bibi Dong's expectations, and Bibi Dong can no longer contact her.
Not wanting to wait anxiously, after hurriedly arranging the Wuhun Palace, Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong left Wuhun City one after another, and flew straight west, crossing the sea, and landed on the island they had not visited for many years.
, a man sneaked in the forest, followed his memory, and stepped into a "world" dominated by killing.
"A disobedient chess piece, what do you think?"
The Rakshasa God's tone was sharp, as if it was about to pierce Bibi Dong's eardrums. Of course she knew where Qian Renxue was, even though she had just found out.
Sen Bai's murderous aura emerged around Bibi Dong, and a wound appeared in Bibi Dong's palm. She lowered her eyes, turned her palm downward, and blood dripped and hung in the air.
"Bibi Dong!"
Rakshasa's angry voice rang in his mind, the wound closed, and after a brief stagnation, the blood all turned around and seeped into Bibi Dong's dress.
"That little girl is still alive."
When Bibi Dong heard this, her murderous aura dissipated and her eyes became more relaxed.
"Where is she?"
If possible, then Bibi Dong would not want to enter the Hell Road a second time. As for the Shura God, this is a headache for the Rakshasa God.
She is just a chess piece, a chess piece that does not listen to her in the eyes of the Rakshasa God, so why should she behave obediently?
On the chessboard, victory or defeat depends on the players, not their passive pieces.
The more you know, the more troubled and painful it becomes. When those who have been in high positions for a long time know and realize that they are nothing in the eyes of some "people" and that everything they get has already been arranged, they say that they have no resistance.
Or thinking that it is all false.
The desire for control cannot be eliminated instantly.
I just want to take back my initiative step by step within your tolerance limit, expand my power, and produce the impact that I create.
"Compared to me, she is more valuable to you, isn't she? Nothing can happen to Qian Renxue. Of course, this is on the premise that you prefer the angel god."
A kinship between inheritors could not impress the Rakshasa God, so Bibi Dong directly talked about the value. God added money to Qian Renxue, and kept adding money. No one can talk about benefits, and the world of gods also exists.
Dirty.
"You are very important, my inheritor. You have to believe this. I also care about your life and death. After all, I really want to inherit my divine status."
Just listen to some words. Bibi Dong has learned how to distinguish what is true and what is exaggerated in the words of the Rakshasa God.
I am not the Rakshasa God's first choice, nor am I the Rakshasa God's must-choice, but I cannot die too hastily, nor can I be snatched away.
Therefore, the divine examination is still going on and progressing slowly, so the Rakshasa God repeatedly warned me to emphasize my identity.
"Really? Should I be happy?" Bibi Dong raised the corners of her mouth symbolically, but her tone did not contain any joy.
"Then may I know where Qian Renxue is?"
This time the Rakshasa god made no sound, the scene in front of him changed, light emerged, the thick smell of blood that made people feel irritated faded, and the breath of ice and snow blew through, refreshing.
The cold breath instantly enveloped Bibi Dong, making everything white and lifeless.
"The Far North?"
Realizing that her spiritual sea was empty, Bibi Dong recited the four words left by the Rakshasa God in confusion.
This chapter has been completed!