Time is rising, and time is eternal.

Will the past be gone, and will never come back?

On the way, he said goodbye to Li Gang and Zhao Yang returned home alone.

Open the door.

The room was quiet.

In addition to the wailing sounds coming from time to time downstairs, this originally warm home has become an "immortal residence" among outsiders at some point.

"Xianju?

The haunted house is almost the same!”

It seemed that because he returned home, Zhao Yang restrained his bright sunny smile on his face, and walked towards the room upstairs without any expression on his face.

"I'm back."

When Zhao Yang pushed open the door, he said.

The next second, the whole person turned into a straw and fell to the ground.

In the room, Zhao Yang did not look back, lying on the bed like a dead body, looking at the roof with his eyes blankly.

It took him a long time, and after almost half an hour, he heard him sigh, "He's back..."

Withdrew his gaze from the roof, Zhao Yang seemed to have slowed down dozens of times, turning his head slowly.

He attacked his grass-headed god, and this action took him five minutes.

The scarecrow turned into a stream of light, flew into his hair and beard, made a hairpin, and tied up his long scattered hair.

It was also at this time.

Downstairs, there was a howling sound like a ghost crying.

It's a female voice.

The location where you listen to the sound should be in the basement.

When he sat up from the bed, Zhao Yang's eyes gradually recovered, and it was very slow. This process took him another half an hour.

It was not until this time that he let out a long sigh.

After reaching out and rubbing his face, Zhao Yang walked out of the room and headed towards the newly built basement.

basement.

It was dug out by Zhao Yang himself four months ago.

Using a sword as a pen, Zhao Yang carved hundreds of magic-proof writings in this basement, and used his own blood as a guide to trigger half of the water vapor in Songjiang to suppress it.

At this time, in the basement where wailing sounds, Shen Bing... or Miss Tianmo was wiping the corner of her mouth with a white napkin.

Seeing Zhao Yang walking down the ladder, Miss Tianmo smiled and said hello to him:

"It's coming out? How do you feel?"

"fine..."

As his eyes passed by Shen Bing, Zhao Yang couldn't help frowning when he saw the many corpses shaped like dry bones around the Iron Throne.

The wailing sound never stopped.

On the Iron Throne, the Queen who once shouted that Zhao Yang would kill him was now like a crazy female beast, making meaningless wails.

"After all, it's 160 times faster now. It's already amazing that you can adapt so quickly."

Without caring about the howls coming from behind, Miss Tianmo walked to Zhao Yang with a smile, put one hand on his shoulder, and whispered:

"The game will be reopened in seven days. This time, the opening of Chunyang Immortal Palace is the beginning.

Well, because of Lu Dongxuan, there are quite a few attractions from the Qingling Immortal World.

We need to be prepared.”

"I see."

Nodding at Shen Bing, Zhao Yang's eyes were still staring at the crying queen.

Half a year has passed.

Even though the Queen has been imprisoned in this basement that is invisible recently, the strange charm of her body has not diminished at all.

Darkness and imprisonment.

Roar and madness.

Not only did these not reduce the charm of the queen, but instead added her a more fatal temptation for men!

Like a perverted pleasure...

"She is still like this?"

"Well, like a lighthouse in the dark, attracting countless flying insects to fall into the trap."

"Did the number decrease after so long?"

"No, it's more."

Speaking of this, Miss Tianmo touched her stomach and said to Zhao Yang with some distress: "It's just that today, four A-levels came, so many I can't eat it..."

Zhao Yang: "...".

If the charm of the queen is a poison to a man, then the power she represents is a more deadly poison to the weird things lurking between Guixu and reality!

When he first came into contact, Zhao Yang did not understand what the queen represented.

But with the stone man entering the sea, the battle that allowed the world to fight out of gaps, and the massive curse that followed...

The essence of the queen has been fully exposed.

Her existence itself is a dream of the Lord Wuxin.

In this dream, her existence entrusts all the beauty of the Lord Wuxin and the last spark of the civilization to which Lord Wuxin belonged.

She said her name was Queen.

That's right.

Hers is indeed a queen.

As long as someone gets her, it is equivalent to getting everything from the Lord Wuxin.

Just like the Shiren asked: "Where is my heart?"

His heart was buried in the past.

When Guixu came, he was already dead in battle.

And what exists now, Wuxin, just like his name, has no meaning in his existence.

People cannot survive without intention.

But weirdness is different!

The radius of the Guixu area is formed, and the dead can be resurrected. So what if the dead kingdom is not there?

Use memory as the carrier and delusion as the shell.

Under the evil taste of Guixu Rules, a strange existence like the Queen and Wuxin was born.

"So, you really don't plan to kill her?"

It seemed that he had noticed that Zhao Yang's eyes were not on him. After Miss Tianmo frowned slightly, she spit out a very tempting topic:

"It seems good to kill her. Although her casing in the South China Sea has been broken up by Xuan Yuanjun, the power left by the god lord who was finally enlightened by Guixu."

"Are you interested?"

The queen who had already gone crazy with her eyes closed, and Zhao Yang glanced at Miss Tianmo coldly: "If you want to, no one can stop you, you can act on your own."

After saying that, Zhao Yang turned around and left here.

Maybe many people will never know.

Someone once angrily killed the Black Turtle and the South China Sea for love, attracted a giant beast in the void, swallowed it in one bite, and almost bit off half of the realm layer.

If it weren't for the wutong fairy boat that had not yet flew far away and some immortals were desperately stopping it, it would be impossible that half of the world would be missing.

The man should be glad that the black turtle that came was just a young figure, and was suppressed by the phoenix in the fairy boat of Wutong with his backhand.

That person should be desperate. The Black Turtle clan is carrying a blood curse, and a word can dominate the clan.

But that man had already died of his clan and his race...

In the basement.

Shen Bing watched Zhao Yang leave, turned his head, and looked at the queen who was still wailing on the throne with a sad expression.

"You said, why don't he believe that I am Shen Bing?"

"Woooooo...ah...dumb...ahhhhh!"

"You said... forget it, you're lucky."

Miss Tianmo wanted to say something, but looking at the queen's crazy appearance, she couldn't bear to make things difficult for her.

"Some people always say that people are all country, and when you open your eyes, you are my world.

But what about it.
Chapter completed!