If you don’t have the courage, you will die here soon? After hearing this, Yan Moying felt that it might not be credible, but what he touched and smelled just now told him that this possibility exists. If he doesn’t take the initiative to find a way out at this time, who can he wait for? No matter what, he has to move forward. Since he has reached this situation, there may be changes when moving forward, and there will be new hope when there is change. Yan Moying walked forward with twelve-point vigilance.

"ah--"

A sharp hissing pierced Yan Moying's ears, and the sound was loud and even more terrifying because of its sudden appearance.

"What's the matter?" Yan Moying asked subconsciously.

The sharp hissing sound suddenly disappeared, and even the laughter and shēn    yín sound just now disappeared, leaving behind a more terrifying silence after the whine.

There is no light, no sound, no external objects that can give him courage and energy, no one who can help him, there is only boundless darkness and death-like quietness. But he has faith, and moving forward may still not see a way out, but if he sits and waits for death, even if there is a way out ahead, it will become nothing. Moving forward may be the only way out. He didn't think too much, just move forward, it is enough. Although he is prepared for the worst, there is still an undercurrent flowing deep in his heart, flowing to light and towards vitality, so he strode forward in the darkness and began to sing. If he can live, he must walk out happily. Even if he dies, he must die in the singing full of courage and opportunity for life, and die brilliantly in the prosperity of life like drums and drums that a person is excited with extreme loneliness!

His steps became bigger and bigger, more and more powerful, like drum beats accompanying his singing. His heart gradually became noisy and boiling, and this powerful force made him fearless.

So, there was really prosperity in front of me - a raging fire suddenly appeared in front of me, and countless evil demons were staring at him with weapons in the burning flames. They looked at him with hideous faces, mixed with blood and mud, muttering "rush over" and "kill him".

After experiencing the dead silence just now, Yan Moying was not afraid of such a scene. He drew out the sword he wore and bǐ   shou, holding bǐ   shou in his left hand and sword in his right hand, preparing for the battle with all his might.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Yan Moying asked.

No one answered at all. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable. It was impossible to communicate, and even if you ask why again, it would be futile.

"Go!" A shout came out from somewhere, and the evil demons rushed over in one go, slashing at Yan Moying with the big knife in their hands.

Kill out is another world! Yan Moying told himself this, although he knew that even if he fought out, there might not be a chance in front of him.

No matter what, it was no longer as silent as before. Looking at the evil demons with green faces and fangs rushing over, Yan Moying felt as if loneliness was being dismissed.

"Haha..." Yan Moying smiled and laughed out loud. There were always some inexplicable revenge in this world. He clearly hadn't provoked anyone, but this kind of scene appeared in front of him. He didn't ask, explain or explain, and attacked him when he came up. He was not smiling at his own experience this time. Since ancient times, those revenge in the world with unknown reasons that had never communicated were completely laughed at by him.
Chapter completed!