"No matter how bad a person is, he may have done good things. No matter how good a person is, he may have done bad things."

The old man turned sideways, and the next second the cold blade of the dagger silently scratched his neck, even if it only took a minute to draw a bloody mark.

The old man didn't even look, he just slowly raised his foot and stretched it forward softly.

Ying Meng's pupils suddenly tightened, and she could barely avoid it, and there was a dull pain in the place where she was rubbed.

All the opponent's strength was in the offensive, and there was no leakage at all when he made the move. Who is he?

"You are so naive. You think what you see is real, but you don't know that it is just subjective thoughts." The old man glanced at Yingmeng twice, his eyes were neither warm nor indifferent, and there was no emotion. "There is something behind everything.

The whole story, each story has several twists and turns."

Yingmeng was half-kneeling on the ground. She could feel the bones of her feet slowly cracking bit by bit. The energy was so terrifying after just a moment of contact. It was hard to imagine that the person in front of her... who was he?!

The old man squinted his dark eyes, and casually ran his cold fingertips across the teapot to pour out a cup of tea. "I don't understand, it doesn't matter. The leader of the inn was like this at the time, smiling softly. He told Shi Wushuang that he was very smart, and always

One day he will understand. But he has to live to see that day, doesn't he?"

The story continues in the painted and carved houses.

Under the double-eaves roof of glazed tiles, the inn leader pinched Shi Wushuang's chin open and poured the glowing red and black mist of the pool water into his mouth.

Shi Wushuang, who was controlled, could only watch in horror as the blood in the jar flowed into his mouth.

After some time, the overwhelmed girl approached Shi Wushuang and told him that the inn leader wanted to sacrifice her, but she didn't know how to refuse.

In fact, she had always known what the inn leader was doing, and this time she was probably part of it. The girl began to confess that she was selfish. If the inn leader hadn't reached out to her this time, she might have continued to remain silent.

She begged Shi Wushuang to take her away from here, but at this time Shi Wushuang had been deeply poisoned and turned into a walking corpse.

He smiled and said to the girl, "Life here is very good, I don't want to leave."

The girl looked at him in disbelief, suddenly realized something, grabbed the jade flute she gave to Shi Wushuang, and started playing nervously.

It's just that the song hasn't ended yet, the inn leader

He came with someone and asked the girl to leave with him with a smile.

The inn leader took the girl to the underground palace and looked at her deeply. His tone was strangely gentle.

"You know what? I have been waiting for this day for a long time." He pulled the girl to stop in front of a mural, pointed at the person who gave birth to the savior in the painting and told the girl excitedly. "After today, you will be her."

As he spoke, he twisted off a piece of ivy and squeezed out the red liquid from it. The black mist made a sizzling sound when it touched the ground. He didn't care about the crazy ivy and stuffed it into his mouth, and then handed it to the girl.

One stick.

The girl resisted, so she raised her hand and slapped the inn leader who was in some kind of madness.

The inn leader's eyes exuded a crazy light, and he grabbed the girl's hand with a ferocious smile. There was a strange light in his eyes. "Relax, you are great, and the world will remember your sacrifice."

Then the inn leader snatched the jade flute and played an unpleasant music. The sound came from the stinking darkness, mixed with a disgusting coldness.

On the other side, Shi Wushuang stared blankly ahead. The girl's music circulated in his mind over and over again. He slowly sat up straight, and the nerves in his brain became active little by little with this music.

Gradually, his eyes brightened. He realized everything in horror and remembered everything. Everything around him became clear, and some pictures slowly assembled in his mind.

He looked around and found that he was in a confined space, the air was filled with the smell of decay, and blue-gray vines were wrapping around his waist, slowly tightening.

He instinctively raised his hand and stabbed it with his sword, instantly penetrating it. The vine quickly retreated, and Shi Wushuang was thrown to the ground.

Shi Wushuang lay on the cold floor and his thoughts slowly connected. He closed his eyes, drew the Five Elements Bagua in the air with his hands, and let his memory work. Those blurred images were combined in his mind, and he slowly remembered a period of history.

He remembered the name of the Immortal Lord, Wushuang Emperor.

It is said that Shixianjun is a genius, who can learn anything at once. He knows astronomy and geography, and is very knowledgeable. He is knowledgeable about all kinds of things, and knows all three religions and nine streams. He has made it clear to the public countless times that he will be the only one for the ages.

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Later generations commented that if he could use his abilities in good places instead of evil ways, he might really be able to achieve eternal success. Unfortunately, eternal life will not be just for one madman.

Shi Wushuang stood suddenly

Getting up, he realized something.

A pale light flashed before his eyes, and there was a red light in his eyes, and the scene in front of him began to change. The history of Feng Chen slowly unfolded before his eyes.

The weak jade Xiao in his brain made a melancholy sound, sad and resentful. His talent was restored, and he quickly found a way to restart his Dantian.

He saw the cloaked crowd forming a semicircle around the flame pillar, saw the girl's body covered with ivy, saw the sticky ivy slowly withering, and saw people worshiping the sickly pool of blood.

The red light in Shiwu's eyes shone brightly. With his talent activated and his spiritual energy, he quickly found the underground palace.

Here is unimaginable darkness, weirdness, and unknown. Under the pale moonlight, the ancient wall appears and disappears under the ivy. It stands from the frozen swamp and the cold abyss, facing the sweeping madness alone.

Water flowed from the cracks, filling the broken stone slabs.

The water flow seems to have a strange attraction and begins to attract the surrounding water flow.

People bowed and bowed. As they got closer to the water, the adsorption force of the water became stronger. The water they drank before flowed out of the body with their own power and merged with the trickling stream.

During this process, the crowd was silent and full of fear.

Shi Wushuang heard the sound of running water in the darkness, and when he stepped into the evil hall, only dry corpses were left on the ground. There was only death and decay.

Shi Wushuang noticed the carefully arranged formation at his feet and suddenly felt shuddering. The water in his body seemed to be struggling to leave, but he seemed to have not drank enough. For some reason, except for feeling a little uncomfortable, there was no big problem.

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Shi Wushuang smashed the formation carefully arranged by the inn leader with one kick.

The inn leader stood up slowly, looking a little angry, and the low melody of the jade flute changed to another slightly louder tune.

The sudden change of tune brought unimaginable and unexpected fear. Shi Wushuang saw the crazy stars in the universe for a moment, and then fell down among the mummies without the ability to fight back.

When he stood up unsteadily, the inn leader had already appeared in front of him.

"Why are you going against me? Aren't you excited when you see all this?"
Chapter completed!