Qing Hua fell to the ground.

The ice crystal on the palm of my hand has dissipated, and the world around me has finally begun to collapse.

Qing Hua raised his head in a daze, and there was a dark sky above his head. A blood moon that was about to be full hung in the sky, as if it was opening its bloody mouth, trying to swallow up the entire world.

Qing Hua subconsciously raised his hand and placed it on his chest, feeling quiet under his palm.

No more heartbeats.

But the remaining emotions are like being pulled by threads and have not been completely peeled off.

Qing Luo lowered his head and met Qing Hui's dazed eyes.

An evil and cold smile appeared on his lips: "This is the first time that someone can come out of the illusion. I am very curious, who have you become and what have you done? The ghost market has become a world of its own.

Without its own consciousness and operating rules, it will not let anyone go in, so why can you come out?"

He approached Qing Hui and pinched her chin with his fingers: "Who are you?"

Qing Hua looked at the pale boy in front of him in a daze, with gray and cold eyes.

It seems that he is not the same person as the unruly and a little awkward little Qinglong in the fantasy world.

Qing Hui subconsciously opened her palms again. The thank you gift he gave her and the dragon beads he asked her to take back were gone...

So it’s fake, right?

She has never really met Li Guang, nor has she really met the young master Qingluo of Dongze. She has not met the aloof war god Xuan Shuang, neither.

She just had a dream, she was just pulled into an illusion.

But those remaining emotions were like a net, tearing her apart fiercely. Her empty heart, without the source of pain, spread to every inch of blood in her body, like thousands of ants gnawing through blood vessels, and itching again.

It hurts again.

"The ghost ruins are a world of their own..." Qing Hui murmured to herself, and suddenly she realized what she was doing. She suddenly met Qing Luo's eyes, "The blood moon swallows the sky, so the blood moon is the entrance to the ghost ruins. Do you want to

If you want Guixu to swallow up Guizhou City, then Silingzhou, then Cangyuan Yunji, and even... Xuanjingtian, you want to have the power to compete with Xuanjingtian, you, you want..."

Qing Hui looked at Qing Luo blankly.

There is nothing more to say next.

Because she couldn't figure it out.

If Qingluo once cared so much about Xuanjingtian, Dongze, and every citizen of Dongze, he is obviously still young and has a prominent family background. He will be the god king in charge of the party in the future, but in times of crisis, he still rushes to the forefront.

Ahead, willing to fight and die to protect his people.

He loved that place so deeply.

How could one day want to destroy it?

But if that's not the case, what does he want to do? If he wants to take revenge on those demons, why would he bother these mortals?

"Hahaha——" Qingluo suddenly laughed.

"You have indeed seen it. This really makes me even more curious. I am curious about who you are, so that you can get a glimpse of the truth in the illusion of the ghost ruins. But your guess is indeed good. There is no such thing as a blood moon.

The moon is the entrance to the ghost ruins. I just need a living sacrifice. I can't wait to make it faster, faster, and swallow the whole world. Why start from the Four Spirit Continent? Because mortals have the strongest luck.

Mortal life is endless. Devouring one Four Spirit Continent is enough for me to devour the entire Cangyuan Yunji. Then, as you said, the ghost ruins at that time have the power to devour Xuanjing Tian.

Already."
Chapter completed!