"Yeah, don't be fine." The man greeted the space lightly.

But there is no response in the space except the echo of his own words.

So the man began to talk to himself, as if he was telling others and saying to himself, "Yes, I just woke up, and I don't know if you woke up or died."

In the darkness, he walked to the edge of the pool and snapped his fingers.

Screaming, rustling...

The pool began to emit light, and in less than a moment, the faint blue fire ignited.

In this way, the entire space is illuminated, and the scene inside can be said to be horrifying.

The iron chains hanging on the wall on the left, if you look closely, they are actually mixed with skin, hair, broken fabrics, and bones. In the center of the intersection of the iron chains is a beating heart and other physical tissues. These are entangled, and the blood vessels are like a large net spreading, and there are also faint threads supporting them.

The man stomped his hands behind his back and walked slowly to the wall. He looked carefully and then, showing a faint smile of satisfaction, "Yes, my hand, I'm so sorry for me." He stretched out his right hand and touched his "masterpiece", "Thousand-handed Holy Light should be used like this, that dead girl should learn it. If you have the chance to teach her."

Then he raised his index finger and scratched it on the beating heart and gently pressed it. The beating of the heart suddenly changed, the chain began to shake irregularly, and suddenly several silk threads began to appear, pointing directly into the center of the Youhuo.

The man left the wall and stepped into the fire. At the end of the silk thread, a head was dug out by him with bare hands.

The head was covered with dust and could no longer be seen. The man did not dislike it at all. He blew it in front of him and the powder began to fall off. After a while, it almost fell off. He shook his hair gently, and the hair of the head also spread out. Then he finally saw that it was a handsome man with a straight nose.

(This is how it is explained and understood better, like the man's avatar like Greek and Roman sculptures in the human world.)

Seeing that the head was much cleaner, the man walked away from the fire pool and returned to the wall. After fumbled for a while, he seemed to have found something and pressed his head up. A miracle happened. The blood and flesh stretched out from the neck below the head and the beginning connection between the bottom of the head (it should be a bone) slowly merged into one.

Just when the head was connected, the beating heart suddenly swelled and beat hard for a moment, and the head fixed on the wall suddenly began to push up and start coughing in one breath.

After coughing for a while, he stopped him from sneezing again. The whole thing was rumbling with his violent coughing and sneezing.

The head took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. A man sat upright opposite him, holding his chin and tilting his head. He didn't know what to look at?

"You?" The head made a faint sound.

"Oh, don't be fine." The man turned around and sat in place, stretching his legs and stretching his arms as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The head looked at the man in front of him in shock. Except for his right face and right arm, he would not forget this half of his face.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the ground and looked at the side. Because he couldn't move, he could only observe the surroundings as much as possible. His memory was at the last sword with the man, but he was soft-hearted, but this man did not.

My eyes were dark and brighter, and it was like this.

“Where am I?”

The man patted the gray on his hand, stood up and looked at the pool of Lanhuo with his hands in his back, and replied, "What do you think?"

"Yuehui, you madman, give me some fun!"

"Why do you want to give you happiness?" The man looked at Lanhuo in a pool and asked calmly, "Once upon a time, we were our best friends, how could I bear to die happily."

The head smiled, but the smile was extremely sad. "You brought your tribe tombs really digging your own grave. They trust you so much, but you let them do this."

Immediately afterwards, the man known as Yuehui disappeared instantly and punched the head directly. However, this punch was neither light nor heavy, but it made the head look like stars.

"I'll give you something you can't die, Agassi Hilton!"

It turned out that the man trapped on the wall was the Rainforest Elf King who had been looking for for a long time in the Holy Gate.

Yuehui touched Hilton whose chin was broken by himself, pinched it with his hands, and then pinched the broken place back, and sewed the soul hand out of his fingers back little by little. "How could the Holy War Angel die?"

"Why do you have to do this?" Hilton felt very heartbroken. He didn't understand why his close friend drew his sword to him for the sake of the clan and why he didn't report any matters. His tribe members were still trapped here until they were burned to death.

"Why? Haha, my tribe is locked under your nose. Don't say you don't know. How did they burn it to death? Where are you?" Yuehui pinched Hilton's chin that had just been sewn. Hilton was in pain, frowned and couldn't make a sound, but Yuehui still asked him coldly, "I want you to look at the ashes of my tribe here, repent, and regret."

"I was negligent about this matter, but I promise I really don't know." Hilton explained seriously. "These things are irreversible, but we can investigate, instead of killing each other. You have to believe me."

"Believe? Oh, it's all a tune, making me believe in you, but they once believed in me and once did she believe in her?" Yuehui stopped the strength in his hand. "My tribe members fight for glory, and in my heart they are the best people in the world."

"Yuehui, listen to me, you can't continue like this, you must find the truth. I will pay you back what I owe you, but you cannot take your anger on others."

"Rare you angry?" Yuehui looked at Hilton as if he was watching a joke. Then he burst into laughter, and laughter filled the entire space. "My sister took the blame for that person's reputation and status, ruining her reputation. Who stood up at that time and said to find out the truth and believe her? What should you do if I say I should do?"

Hilton was speechless, but Yuehui was so worried that he was very worried. "Yuehui, I'm very worried about you."

"Worry? It's better to worry about yourself." Yuehui raised his hand and patted his face.

"Yuehui...you, alas..." Hilton lowered his eyes sadly. "But now that's it. Since you are alive, then be fine. Let's repair the plank road, return to the light realm, and find the saint to come forward."

"Ha, Hilton, you miss your little fiancée very much."

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I don't have so much spare time, you'll see her soon."

"You are not allowed to touch her!"

"Don't worry, you will not only see her, but also her he."

Hilton's purple-blue eyes flashed with anger. "I know I was the one who let her down. It's normal for her to have someone she loves, but you..."
Chapter completed!