Suddenly, a very shallow and thin sneer seemed to be heard in my ears. It was slight rustling at first, but then gradually became clear.

The voice was as delicate as a virgin, as if it could be charmed to the core.

I was fixed on the spot and stopped moving. The sound of my heart thumping seemed to echo in my ears even louder and clearer than the ethereal laughter. There seemed to be something in it that was very jubilant at this moment, trying to break out.

This is the first time I have felt this way when I have grown up, but it seems that I have tasted it thousands of times in my dream.

Unexpectedly, I suddenly turned around and saw a black shadow wandering behind me.

I was sure that there was a black shadow in front of me at that time, but no matter how I looked for it, I couldn't find the owner of the shadow.

Suddenly I recall the short play I watched before, deep in the old forest, there was no one in the land, and ghosts were everywhere.

This made me feel tighter, and the demon foxes and ghosts that could be seen in the script rushed into my mind one after another.

With a string intensified, I shouted aimlessly: "You come out, I've seen you."

It's ridiculous to think that I was a god who had been in the influence of the play for more than 20,000 years. How could I not understand? The person who shouted actually saw nothing, and was guilty. If you were there, the scary ghost would never be a fool who could come out by someone like this.

However, the teaching of me in the short play seems to be somewhere, or the God of the original world not only unfortunately encountered a ghost today, but also unfortunately encountered a fool. When he heard me say that I saw him, he jumped out of the closest part between the branches and leaves of the trees.

When a touch of white fell to the ground, countless hands grew out from under the ground.

At first I thought it was me who was dazzled. What emerged from the ground was the branches of the tree demon who had become a sperm in this old forest. When the vine approached me, I took a closer look. Well, this pair of eyes of this god is indeed very bright. It was not a vine, but a hand that should have grown on humans, and a small piece of arms was circling around me.

When I looked up, I saw that the white veil was parked outside the circle. She lifted up the white veil covering her head, which was so shocked that I was standing there that I forgot to jump out of the circle.

She has no face!

In front of me was a head that was sticking to the flesh and blood. Although some of the flesh and blood were still hanging on it, there were still large pieces of white bones exposed outside the rotten flesh. Because there was no skin protection, her eyes stuck to her eyes and could not blink, as if they would fall off at any time.

A sound was ethereal and gentle, as if the yellow oriole coming out of the valley was very helpful to the ears, and it also made it difficult for me to connect this sound with her face.

"What a beautiful face. God really treats me well. I haven't asked me to wait for so many years!" The woman seemed to be so happy when she saw me, and the stiff flesh on her face contracted little by little, and her eyes were almost falling off.

"Seventy thousand years... I waited for 70,000 years, and I can finally see the newborn sun again! Ha...hahahaha..."

The woman's sharp laughter seemed to pierce my ears, making me dizzy. I shook my mind and my hands around me were gradually leaning towards me.

In the wind, I saw the movements of these arms that should have grown on people, so I soared into the air and fell behind the woman.

I remember that at the Cuju Conference in the Nine Heavens that year, Wu Qu Xingjun stood beside me as my teacher, and taught me with integrity: "It is not embarrassing to lose the game, but what is really embarrassing is losing the momentum!"

So, I plucked up my courage and turned around and shouted at the woman: "Well, who is the monster? How dare you make ground on Tai Sui's head? Do you know who I am?"
Chapter completed!