The bone-acupuncture chill was like a maggot with bones that penetrated into the bones. The trembling originating from the soul made Ye Wuchou at a loss. An nest collapsed, and the green dark red. If you insist on revealing this feeling of despair in detail, Ye Wuchou was willing to talk. After all, communication is an effective way to relieve it. The spirit of the same energy is much stronger than the pressure of enduring the despair alone. In his words, it is: "Ordinary fears are all touched by the eyes, and the eyes are filled with emotions and full of emotions. What I have experienced,

There is no beginning, no trace, like antelope hanging on its horns, completely unexpectedly in my heart. This kind of fabrication is not something I can control consciously. This emotion is like a dense tentacle that stretches out from the endless abyss. The monster that represents despair roars and wants to climb out hard. The north wind and rain, the evil moon is dim, and the deserted wilderness is filled with foreshadowing. I clearly have a premonition that is facing what I want to face, a suffocating feeling of despair. "

After listening to the four of them was speechless for a long time, what could they say? The words of comfort inevitably seemed a little naive. Ye Wuqiu's cold sweat was enough to make them understand that the seriousness of the matter was beyond their control.

Even Fcrore remained silent. He had never encountered such a situation. His life experience was extremely rich. He had participated in the war with the tree cave tribe in the secluded forest, broke through the evil dragon's nest, killed the evil spirit knight. Even the fierce courageous advancement from the Minos maze was not the essence of his legendary experience. But even the years of his battles were more than ordinary people had eaten, but he had never seen such a situation as Ye Wuqiu. In other words, unprecedented challenges were revealed.

"Where should we go next?" Huo Jie asked tentatively after a moment of silence.

"Get out of the city quickly, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time." Ye Wuchou frowned, his deep fear made him feel scared.

"I understand." Huo Jie nodded solemnly.

The five people walked away quickly, from the Jiuchongtian Auction Venue to the two streets, because Ye Wuchou was panicked, he could only walk and escape continuously to make his heart feel a little better, so the speed was extremely considerable.

Ye Wuchou saw the crowds of traffic, but suddenly he had a view of watching as a bystander. He stopped watching this without realizing his steps. The unfamiliar sense of alienation made him feel unparalleled.

"This is someone else's life." Ye Wuchou's eyes were straight, as if he had lost his soul, "full and peaceful!"

After saying that, two clear tears made two shallow marks on his cheeks.

What was going on! Why was this happening when he was in the auction venue? Fcrolo was anxious and he moved forward, observing Ye Wuchou. He wanted to do something but was afraid of trouble, so he could only be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

The sun gradually hangs down, drawing a trajectory day after day in the sky, and will eventually be close to the west without any suspense.

Ye Wuchou stared at his eyes and stood still without moving. Just when Fkro thought he was infatuated, he suddenly cheered up, and the indescribable heat rose in his eyes!

"Let's go! Let's go back." Ye Wuchou suddenly said this.

"Go back?" Fkro's expression of joy suddenly stopped when he saw Ye Wuqiu's recovery. He said tentatively: "Sir, what are we going back?"

Ye Wuchou seemed very excited, and he stopped the trail with excitement: "The map has not been obtained yet, and the Yinhan Nebula Iron has not been obtained. What is the point of our coming here?"

"But...you just..." Fcrolo hesitated and hesitated.

At this moment, the distortion of space fluctuated imperceptibly at the end of the ray of light shining before the sun fell. Fcrolo keenly captured this detail. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the reflection of his eyelashes was clearly imprinted in his pupils. At the same time, some incredible absurdity rippled in his heart.

Something is wrong! It's absolutely wrong! There must be something wrong with this!

He hurriedly looked at the other people, but saw that Ye Wuchou, who was originally excited, suddenly fell silent again. He flashed a few meters away like a dream, with his hands hanging down his head, and his whole body revealed the dead silence and horror of the hell.

The same is true for Huo Jie, Yun Xiaochan and Huo Lingchang. The four of them seemed to reveal the corruption of the walking corpse!

"You..." Fcrolo stretched out his hand, first abandoned Ye Wuqiu and walked towards Huo Lingchang.

Just as Fcrolo's hand was about to touch Huo Lingchang's shoulder, a sudden change occurred!

"Roar—" Huo Lingchang suddenly raised his head. What greeted Fklo was not the beautiful eyebrows and the face of ice and jade bones on his usual days, but the ferocious zombie face! The pale skin on the left half of the skin was bloodless, and the dry and cracked pores penetrated a thick black sticky texture. What was even more heartwarming was his right half of the face, with scarlet subcutaneous tissue exposed, and the vivid blood bubbles were clearly visible, and there was no eyelids on his right eye. The huge eyeballs were almost falling out. If it weren't for the vaguely visible nerve connection, even a breeze would be enough to make his eye sockets empty.

The smell of fishy smell came to his face. Furklow covered his mouth and nose and retreated repeatedly, enduring the upside down in his stomach. He finally confirmed that something was abnormal in his heart, but he did not panic at all, but calmed down completely and searched the development of the incident from beginning to end in his mind in order to detect the mistakes.

"Roar—" At this time, it can't be called human. Four zombies similar to those seen in the swamp rushed over. Fcrolo was agile and dodged one after another, but he would follow him wherever he went, which was extremely difficult to deal with!

A sudden inspiration flashed in Fkro's heart, and the title of "corpse shepherd" came into his mind! But where did zombies come from the bustling and prosperous Dushi? Are the many human masters vegetarians?

Thinking of this, Fcrole suddenly had a smile on his lips, and it turned out to be like this!

At this moment, three kinds of lights were washed and swallowed like mountain torrents, one scarlet red like blood soaked in the sunset, one gold and white like sacred sacrifices, and one red gold like a sea of ​​stars. The three lights intertwined and gathered, and then went their separate ways, turning the world, swimming in the sea of ​​dragons, magnificent waves, thunder and lightning, presenting a beautiful illusion in the endless sky.

Suddenly, if the light was washed away, the truth was revealed. When the scene in front of him slowly emerged in the darkness, Fkro suddenly felt something falling off from his body and making a "hiss" sound.

"Huh?" Fkro looked around blankly and found that he was still sitting steadily in the high-end venue of the Nine Heavens Auction.

He hurriedly looked around and saw Ye Wuchou and others awakening from the beginning of their dreams and were surprised to see each other, and they were all puzzled by what they had experienced.

"What's going on?" several people asked in unison.

...

The auction was in full swing at this time. After all, after just experiencing a heavy attack of tens of millions of gold, people's enthusiasm for auctions is still very high. For most people, although they can't afford it, no one says they look down on it. Watching the battle of the gods is also a pleasing look.

At this time, the Thunder Emperor had raised the price to 11 million taels of gold. He had finally had hope of winning with several other purple gold-level bosses, but the rebellious old man had a slightly better price at a weak price.

Needless to say, the Thunder Emperor was so angry that he was a little helpless. No matter how he increased the price or implied the threat the old man was facing from other aspects, the old man was stubborn and refused to give in and suppressed one of his head in moderation.

"What happened just now?" Ye Wuqiu took a deep breath. He still had his chest left at this time.

A pillow with clear frost, and you can't sleep all night.

Walking in front of the hall, looking at the snow like the moon in the sky.

The moonlight is full of the steps, the eyes are full of gentleness, and the heart is full of nostalgia.

Watching everything blankly, like escaping into the clear sky, or standing in front of the hall like a petrified one. The moonlight is so cold and the moon charm is so lingering!

Maybe the years pass by like water, maybe time is like arrows, but life has a moon tonight, so why complain? It is beautiful and extremely exquisite...

Once upon a time, I often imagined that in the misty misty rain like fog and smoke, I held an oil-paper umbrella and wandered on the twenty-four bridges in Du Mu's poems, listening to the natural music of the rain hitting the stream, watching the beautiful scenery of the red sun and sunset, thinking of a question: "How long is life?

:Life sometimes lies in decades, and sometimes lies in diet.

Sometimes it lies between breathing, sometimes it lies between a thought.

"Life is actually between you and me."

I heard myself murmuring.

Love is like the bright moon, this thing is hard to be complete in ancient times. Extend your hand and gently caress the gentle and cold moonlight, as soft as water, as cold as frost. I seem to see the snow-white hand reflected by the moonlight ripples in the moonlight. I seem to see that it is wound and pain echoing in the moonlight for a long time... This world is colorful because of the bright moon, and this world is heart-wrenching because of the moonlight!

The moonlight, the sea, is the most beautiful existence, perhaps - the clear and scattered moonlight on the journey of life, people will only feel a faint melancholy, sigh a few words of the confusion of the moonlight, sigh this is just ordinary, and then think it is the most romantic accident. But the moonlight of the sea is so unforgettable, so hard to let go, forget it! And it comes so suddenly and in a hurry. Whether it is vigorous or lingering for a long time...

No one can beat the bright moon, no one can stop the moonlight, unless you can step out of the world and escape into the monks, and never look back at the prosperity, beauty, red lines, hearts and loves. Although it is not all tragedy, you will walk together with pain, and the bright moon points the direction for you. Because, when the bright moon in your heart rises slowly, you will inevitably be hurt, and thousands of feelings will surge out like a flood discharge.
Chapter completed!