Su Yan didn’t know what had happened. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her former mother body, carefree, thinking about nothing, thinking about nothing, swimming freely, especially the mother’s hand, gently Stroking his limbs and corpses, three souls and seven souls, so gentle, he really wanted to just fall asleep like this.
There seemed to be a noisy voice in his ears, talking about system upgrades, promotion to the second generation of gods, etc. The voice was so noisy, he wanted to stay away from these voices and float freely.
But the sound was like in his ears, and he refused to leave for a long time, which made him open his eyes irritably, although he didn't want it, or even didn't want it.
Looking at the faint black sky in the sky blankly, Su Yan seemed to think of something, and instantly sat up, looking around, with a look of alert on his face.
Only then discovered that he was in the water, in the ink-like river, drifting along with the flow, a broken bridge passed over his head, and the whole sky seemed to be in an ancient ink painting, quiet, silent and more sound.
What is this place? Why am I here
Su Yan only remembered that after receiving the two demon spirits, his mind seemed to explode, and he couldn't remember anything afterwards.
But at this moment, his head no longer hurts at all, on the contrary, there is a kind of comfort that is difficult to explain. What is going on
The water is not deep, only about half a meter. Although it is like ink, it is not dirty at all. Looking at the ragged clothes, Su Yan stood up from the water and walked towards the shore.
He looked back, shook his body, and changed his clothes from the system warehouse again, but he also found that the Rubik's Cube in his body seemed to be a full circle, all four modules were there, and there was nothing much in the store. , Hero Tomb is good, when it enters the spirit cage, it is stunned.
In the spirit cage, all the phantoms behind the stage were disappeared, replaced by eighteen completely petrified demons, one by one showing their true faces, with their eyes closed as if they were sleeping, and in front of them, the two great emperors remained the same. In a deep sleep.
What happened later? Why can't I remember at all? There should be only seven demons, so how come there are eighteen
After Su Yan was puzzled, he suddenly became anxious and quickly went to see the two planes in the Rubik's Cube. It didn't seem to have changed. People on all planes were living peacefully. Su Yan even found Haiqing and the others. It didn't bother him, but backed out again.
After all, he doesn't know where he is now, but he is no longer flirting with them.
This world is really quiet, even if you walk on the shore, there is only the faint sound of the standing water being stepped on by yourself.
"Is anyone? Is anyone here? Hello~"
"Is anyone? Is anyone here? Hello~"
"Is anyone? Is anyone here? Hello~"
……
After Su Yan shouted, echoes continued to swim, as if in an endless mountain stream.
Su Yan felt cold, turned around and looked at the boundless world of ink and wash, anxiously, what is this place? How did he get in? Are you stuck here for the rest of your life
Su Yan summoned the wings of angels, got up and flew directly, wanting to stay away from this world. I don’t know how long I have been flying. I feel that for half a month, I stopped to rest when I was a little tired. The moment I fell, I was still By the river, not far away is the broken bridge.
Su Yan's face turned pale, and after nearly half a month of flying with all his strength, he has been staying on the same spot? What the hell is this
After gritting his teeth, Su Yan called the Demon Howl, and directly began to enter and exit the space. Nearly an hour, the time for the Demon Howl came, and he returned to the spirit cage. He was still in place.
This damn thing is a ghost hitting the wall, I'm a ghost who actually encountered this thing
Not reconciled, he began to try one after another demons, and in the end, he walked directly to the ground with a look of despair.
"Help~"
Su Yan shouted feebly, his whole body getting more tired.
Su Yan waited dejectedly for a while, then slowly got up, squatted to the shore, and put his feet in the Mohe River. Although I don’t know what it is, but when I get tired these days, as long as my body touches it, I feel tired. It will always be swept away without even being hungry.
In the huge ink painting world, Wan Lai was quiet, and it was scary for a long time. If it weren't for Su Yan, it would be too much for him. If it weren't for Su Yan, he would feel the popularity of the two planes, and it would have collapsed long ago.
He was in a daze and couldn't calculate the time here. He just beat his head occasionally, trying to think about what happened that day.
It seemed to think of it a little, confused, as if having a nightmare, seeing a lot of people gathered around, all pointing at him, and then there was light, a lot of light, and the rest, a piece of paste.
"I shouldn't have been stuck here for the rest of my life?" Su Yan boringly moved the ink and muttered to himself decadently. Soon, he immediately sat upright, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have discovered nothing. Something.
Hurrying to wave the ink with his hand again, Su Yan was surprised to find that under the ink, there was a layer of white fluid opposite to it, like an isolation layer. For this reason, he noticed it.
He quickly got up and walked towards the middle of the water, then began to poke the ink away.
It turned out to be true.
Su Yan quickly took advantage of the fact that the ink was not closed, and slammed it up with his hands violently. Su Yan was completely stunned when he watched his hands shake in vain, something like a jelly riverbed.
"This is, this is not old spring milk?"
Su Yan carefully felt the smell of the jelly, it was really not old spring milk, how could this be
Bu Laoquan milk slowly flowed down from Su Yan's fingers and disappeared in the ink. Su Yan swallowed and looked at the vast and boundless river of ink.
Are you kidding me
Maybe someone else hasn't seen it before, but he has seen it more than three times. In the ancient battlefield, he put Diawu's tears in for Wusheng, and the big brother six ears drilled into it to unlock the seal.
Situ Jiannan was nearly dead in order to save Haiqing. He went to the battlefield again, fetched the eternal spring milk, and rescued him and Haiqing.
Going deep into it, he brought out all the arrangements of Qing Yang, and made Mo Fanchen take a few to save the Immortal King Ling Lan.
No one is more familiar than him.
Here, there is such a large amount of spring milk for not old, Su Yan has a dreaming feeling, is it possible that Qingyang's spring milk for not old got it from here
You know, ordinary people sometimes don't get a drop of the old spring milk, but Qingyang got a well and hid tens of thousands of coffins in it, waiting for the resurrection after endless years.
If this is the case, Qing Yang can go out, then he will definitely be able to go out too.
Su Yan lowered his head and stared blankly at the return to calmness again, like ink still in stagnant water, and hope was rekindled in his heart.
Soon, his eyes narrowed, and on the surface of the water in front of him, it reflected the broken bridge behind him. At this moment, there was a figure of a person on the broken bridge, watching him quietly.
Su Yan suddenly turned and raised his head, looking at the broken bridge... (End of this chapter)