Oh, and there's another treasure from ancient times.
There was another person beside him at that time, with long black hair and extremely petite.
He couldn't tell why this person was by his side, and the him in the dream was getting farther and farther away from human beings, even though that was the thing he missed the most.
So even here, it is better than in the dream. The person in the dream will eventually die and become something that destroys everything, destroying what he once liked...
He was surprised that he still liked it. In his dream, he never thought about all those,,,, and nostalgia.
Ling Xiaotu is not the solution to the problem, but she still grabs him and tries to add some color to his short life. He is like,,,,
A little sunshine or something brings the breath of human life,,,,
He tried to stop his messy thoughts. His head was covered with carnivorous spiders. This was not a good time to recall dreams.
The footsteps above became more urgent, and the smell of blood became stronger and more nauseating. The corridor was actually a little brighter, with a little moss growing in the corners, providing as much light as possible.
Xuanyuan Xuantian quickened his pace and wanted to pass through this corridor. His hands were always steady and not a drop of tea was spilled. Even he was a little surprised that he was so calm and became stable before danger. It seemed to be the instinct in his bones.
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A drop of blood fell at his feet, then a second drop, until it formed a small pool of blood.
A black tentacle stretched out slowly, Xuanyuan Xuantian suddenly stopped, and the tentacle also stopped.
Then Xuanyuan Xuantian suddenly turned his head. What was only two or three centimeters away from him was a huge head with two huge front claws stained with blood and minced meat. The huge compound eyes actually reflected countless
My own image is like an evil spirit emerging from the depths of hell.
Xuanyuan Xuantian held the plate steadily and stared at it without any panic,,,, at least that's what it looked like.
The tentacles lightly touched his shoulder. In his sight, he saw countless densely packed monsters. The space above should have been only five to six feet, but that was not the case. It was the black sky of hell, and the corridor