While Luo Mengyun was negotiating with the two passers-by, Xiao Yao, who had been let go by Luo Mengyun, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot - what the hell! Why is there no news all of a sudden? The phone number is also gone.

Can't get through...What's wrong with this girl?

Being so far apart, Xiao Yao finally realized the pain of having nowhere to use his energy, and at the same time, he missed the modern society with highly developed information.

Although he was comforting himself in his heart, Zuo Yurui was a good boy and should not hurt Luo Mengyun; but in Xiao Yao's subconscious, he still couldn't let go. After all, except for Zuo Yurui, the Dengying family could not

Trust anyone.

There was no other way. He went to the other side of the post office where the telegram was taken and quickly sent a telegram to Luo Yunfan asking him to find Luo Mengyun to check the situation. Then Xiao Yao left the post office and went straight to where Elizabeth was.

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——Although the incident happened suddenly and I knew nothing about the actions of those passers-by, it was necessary for me to quickly go to Luo Mengyun to have a look. At this time when the passenger volume is full, only the Ampesetta family can do something about it.

Got myself a ticket to go there.

Luo Mengyun's hometown... seems to be called Yecheng?

…

The sky is very bright, a light red color.

It's as if someone diluted the blood with a basin of water and then poured the basin of water into the sky.

On the ground, a huge corpse lies lying on the ground. It has an appearance that is similar to a combination of a dragon and a hippopotamus. Its thick muscles and ferocious claws and teeth imply that it was once an existence that was not easy to mess with. But it was already dead and hollowed out.

In his belly, skeletons and undead souls lingered, as if they were singing the praises of death with a dance.

The young man sitting on the corpse of the giant beast looked away from the sky. He had deep black pupils, and the depths of the pupils were hollow, with only two glimmers of light flickering faintly. The clothes on his body were badly damaged, but

A layer of bone armor draped over the body covered the exposed skin, making it difficult to tell whether it was worn on or grown directly from the body.

His past name was Dong Bin, his current name is Gravedigger, and he is now the General of the Underworld, the controller of the undead.

although

Although no one had ever told him his origins, he could still tell that this sky, which seemed to have always been shrouded in blood, was a scenery he was unfamiliar with.

Although my memory is so chaotic that I can't sort it out, and my emotions seem to have been in a kind of despair and anger that makes me think deeply, but occasionally when I calm down a little, I can still tell... This is not my hometown, not my hometown.

The area in which I have always lived.

Some scattered memory fragments, as if they had been smashed by a blender, were still floating in his mind. Some people whose names he could no longer name still appeared in front of his eyes from time to time. The young man knew

, my own memory is recovering at a very slow speed.

Among those fuzzy meeting fragments, there was a young man who was arm-in-arm with him and said something to him in a joking voice, and he retorted loudly in anger; there was a time when he reached out to touch the head of a little girl with silver-white hair, but was ignored by the little girl.

The girl pushed away impatiently; there were two kind middle-aged men looking at their childhood selves smiling happily with doting eyes...

And that touch of long black hair, every time I recall it, it brings a touch from the depths of my soul.

Those people, I have long forgotten who they are, but my memories of them still appear so persistently in my chaotic mind. They must... be very important people to me, right?

The last scene of the scattered memories in my mind was a strange world that I should have never seen before, a red wilderness with countless tombstones of ownerless civilizations, and what appeared as the horizon were leaping flames intertwined in the distance.

Several huge gears.

Dong Bin didn't know what that broken world was, but that scene appeared so persistently in his memory repeatedly.

However, no one in the world here has noticed the revival of his memory yet, and he is happy to maintain this status quo.

A kind of anger mixed with a boundless and gloomy atmosphere surged from my heart without warning, instantly confusing the memory fragments that had just become clear.

Here it comes again, this is an inevitable thing for the dead. Even if the dead have some sense, the dead will not

In the past, there was an extremely violent existence.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

The gravedigger slowly but resolutely cut off the huge sharp horn on the behemoth's forehead, then modified it bit by bit, using the sharp knife in his hand to slowly cut out the lines of the eye sockets and nose - it can now be seen that he

I'm using this horn to make a mask.

In the long shadow pulled by the light, something squirmed a few times, and then a ball of separated black fluid suddenly popped out, forming the appearance of a black-haired little girl——

"Brother Gravedigger!" Ying'er shouted happily, threw herself in front of the boy, and childishly picked up the almost completed mask, "Wow, the mask is so handsome!"

Ying'er didn't know Dong Bin, but when she got along with Luo Mengyun and Xiao Yao, she often heard about Dong Bin. So when she learned that Dong Bin had joined Huang Quan, the little girl didn't think too much.

I came to play with him happily.

Lin protected Ying'er very well. War, bloodshed, killing... these things that Huang Quan had to deal with, Ying'er basically had only a partial understanding of.

"Ying'er, you're here..." The gravedigger smiled gently. Among the Huangquan generals who were enveloped in all kinds of negative emotions, almost no one disliked Ying'er, and he was no exception.

"That's right," Ying'er naughtily pressed the mask on her face, and threatened her with a bared fangs, "Brother asked you to come over, it seems he is going to do some experiment on the infallible..."

"He is the one who unites all things..." The gravedigger held his forehead. Although he didn't want to see that terrifying monster from the bottom of his heart, he was still a member of the Underworld, so he had to lower his head when he was under the fence, "Okay, I

Let's go now...or...in limbo?"

"That's right!" Ying'er returned the mask to him. The gravedigger hung the mask around his waist, then slowly stood up and pointed into the distance.

"Onward - my servants!"

Accompanied by a sound like a micro-earthquake, the giant beast that had been dead for a long time moved. It dragged its incomplete body forward slowly, its blood that had not completely dried up flowing all the way, and the empty pupils flickered.
Chapter completed!