Xia Ji felt relieved when he saw that Little Ellie was doing well. As for the girl in red who would crawl out of the box and crawl back, he had never seen this before, and he was not worried.

From beginning to end, he looked very calm, so before he left, Teacher Zhen's eyes turned and looked at him in the gap in his black hair.

Xia Ji nodded with a smile and said, "Teacher Zhen, Ellie will be taken care of by you."

The weird woman with black hair covering her face also nodded slightly.

This is a friendly manifestation.

In her eyes, Xia Ji was just an ordinary person...

But seeing him so calm and the comments from Demon Mountain, Teacher Zhen finally looked at him in front of him.

...

...

Along the edge of the red abyss, the ground was viscous and the air smelled of blood.

The huge pupils are shining in the abyss, and the blue red light is deeply covered, becoming the main color of this world.

Xia Ji's back is getting farther and farther away.

Step into mass graves.

The deformed students from the cemetery department also saw the man coming alone.

A few big men stood up to welcome him and walked towards the man who "lost the protection of Teacher Demon Mountain".

They have made great progress during this period, so they have become confident.

After a moment...

The big men all fell on their backs and fell into a coma.

Xia Ji's speed did not slow down, his expression did not change, and there was no dust on his fist.

He came to the cemetery.

The white crow behind the stone tablet leaned out and let out a strange hoarse scream at him.

Xia Ji touched the passive iron talisman given by Moshan. The iron talisman was a little hot, which was obviously some kind of verification.

Passed smoothly.

Walk to the mountainous cemetery.

Dada dada...

The only steps sounded in the empty cemetery.

Xia Ji stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked at the highest blood-copper tombstone on the left.

The tombstones are all filled with floating rust, but when you look closely, they look like rotten skin.

The stele is about twenty meters long and is simply a tall building.

Xia Ji had long been eyeing this tombstone.

Now... he is not polite.

...

...

Sheba squinted her eyes as if she was smiling.

He was surrounded by the slaughter and the Shining.

The serrated abyss team was pressing forward like a slow dark tide.

They are going to resist the invasion of the Iron Prison Ice Field.

Or it may kick off the battle between the three parties.

The night watchmen wore heavy armor and carried various heavy weapons, and crushed the ground in front.

The heavy snow in the wasteland was pushed directly into flat ground by their advance, revealing various animals and plants that were frozen under the snow.

People living in secluded places, fear hiding in the darkness...

"The Sancha tributary of the Huangquan is right?" Although Sheba turned around by a terrifying projection in the underworld, she had lived as a human for more than ten years, so she was a little curious about the scene in front of her.

The turbid yellow flowing water has no ripples, but it flows continuously. The water surface occasionally floats large blood-red petals.

Sometimes, the bottom of the water will protrude one by one, which are floating corpses poking out from the bottom of the water.

No one knows whether these corpses are completely dead, still alive, or with the resentment of the deceased.

But the empty eye sockets will sweep past the living by the underworld from time to time, making your hands and feet cold and creepy.

A black shadow floated to the side of the squinting boy.

A feminine voice sounded: "The Yellow Spring leads to the underworld, but it flows through here. Our three settlements are separated by these three tributaries and bordering each other. If you want to reach each other's area, just step across the Naihe Bridge."

"The teacher is very knowledgeable."

"This time... you can't take action. We're here to show you just that if the situation is not good, someone will take you away immediately and return to the jagged abyss."

Sheba squinted her eyes, her lips long and torn, and she could not see joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The black shadow said, "Although they have never participated in the funeral, the monsters in the Iron Prison Ice Field... are too different from us. They only have reason for three hours a day, and the rest of the time they are all in madness.

The weakest we are torture are their preferences.”

She said, paying attention to Sheba's expression.

silence.

Only heavy armor collisions and the slight permeation of the strange curse sound.

"Sheba, have you ever regretted that that lord chose the weakest us? Or... can you ever be willing to support the wish of 'living with mankind in the underworld'?"

"The teacher said a little too much."

"Oh."

The black shadow laughed strangely, "Then live, Sheba, you are the only hope in our jagged abyss, and perhaps the key to the survival of the entire human race."

The squinting feminine boy suddenly said, "Teacher, don't you hate humans?"

Heiying somehow answered that she was no longer like a human. Her figure wrapped in the iron black robe was no longer similar to humans except for a layer of skin. This question made her fall into silence.

Quiet.

Only the sound of hurried steps remained.

After a long time, in this jagged abyss, the teacher in charge of teaching Sheba's resentment answered: "Actually, I only hate those few people... I have been away from the world for hundreds of years, and those people have long died, right?

But my brother's granddaughter may be living well in the sun, with a warm smile that cannot be seen in the heavy snow of the abyss, chatting and playing with the toys of children on earth.

Although I was trapped in the curse of darkness, I sometimes never without regrets. Why did I take this step willfully?

But I walked out and couldn't retreat.

That's what I think..."

The black shadow looked up again, looked at the many "evil ghosts" floating in the distance, as well as the night watchmen wearing black armor, the hatreds, and even the terrifying spirit-slaughtering, and whispered: "It's their thoughts."

Sheba smiled with an extremely sarcastic smile: "I didn't expect that as a top Shining, the teacher, who hides great resentment, still holds such a kind heart towards humans. Isn't it ridiculous? Isn't it ridiculous? Isn't it ridiculous?"

He questioned three times in a row, and finally couldn't help laughing and burst into laughter.

The black shadow fell silent, floating quietly beside him, and no longer speechless.

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...

Xia Ji sat in front of the red embroidered tombstone that was more than twenty meters high.

In the direction of the mass grave, a second person suddenly walked into the direction of the mass grave.

A tall and sturdy figure, wearing old armor, a black scarf wrapped around her neck, covering her chin and lips, revealing her high nose bridge and a pair of cold pupils. There was a slashing scar on her left eye, which made her face full of horror.

Her hair is long, but every hundreds of them will be tied into a small braid.

The braid-tail jewelry is very unique, it is a wind chime made of simple metal.

That is, the small iron pipe is flattened, and then tied it on the hair one by one. Because of the hollowness, it can make a sharp whistling when running. It can be seen that this is not an assassin, but a woman who likes to fight with others head-on.

The woman just quietly glanced at Xia Ji, who was more than 20 meters high in the tombstone, sneered, and then quietly went to a small tombstone.

Close your eyes.

The tombstone quickly crawled out of the dark shadows with human faces and sharp claws and crawled towards the woman.

She was enduring the torment of life worse than death to gain strength.

After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!