Chapter 426 Underworld

"Nothing." Mo Jiu finally adjusted his mentality. If he had difficulty controlling his emotions, he would have been defeated by huge negative emotions long before several worlds.

If Mo Jiu doesn’t say it, the system will not ask again.

He began to look around, his eyes gradually widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

In front of him, an extremely wide river emits a blue light, but does not look beautiful, but is an indescribable weirdness, like a ghost fire that will appear inexplicably on the night of mass graves.

Moreover, Mo Jiu realized that this place was too quiet, a kind of tranquility that could be called dead.

If this is the world exiled from outside time and space, such an environment can indeed drive people crazy.

The system also realized something was wrong: "Where is this place?"

If it was normal, Mo Jiu responded directly, "You ask me?", but at this moment he didn't feel that way. He just shook his head slowly and whispered: "I don't know..."

It seems that the sound is higher, it will alarm the unknown creatures sleeping here.

"Let's take a look first." Mo Jiu, with the idea of ​​being at peace since he was here, went upstream along the blue river.

He wanted to try to find the source of the river, or cross the road.

But it is absolutely impossible to swim directly, that's too terrible.

Mo Jiu took steps and went upstream.

There was no sound along the way, no movement or any creatures were seen.

Mo Jiu pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

He will not give up until he reaches the source of the river.

The road by the river is very flat and endless, and it is easy to walk.

But because of this, Mo Jiu gradually lost the concept of something and could no longer remember how long he had walked or how far he had walked.

In a daze, he felt that he had been standing still.

"Host! Host!"

Finally, Mo Jiu was awakened by the system's exclamation. He came back from a somewhat mechanized state and saw a line hanging above the river in front of him.

There should be a long way from ‘this line’, but as long as you see it, there is hope.

Mo Jiu was immediately filled with motivation and ran towards it.

He had noticed a strange thing before. He had been walking, but was tireless, as if he had endless energy.

As he ran wildly, the line became clearer and clearer. He gradually saw what it was, as if it was a bridge, spanning the entire river.

In addition, he found that the "sky" here was faintly shining, but at least a small atmosphere was light, and it seemed that it had been broken not long ago, and there was no dark haze.

The bridge was right in front of me. Mo Jiu hesitated for a moment, but chose to step on it.

He has only one choice.

In other words, the moment he stepped on, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and countless figures suddenly appeared on the empty bridge deck, which scared Mo Jiu's body trembled and almost screamed.

He also found himself standing with a figure, almost overlapping. He quickly dodged away and was about to hit another figure. He wanted to stop, but his steps staggered and fell down.

Mo Jiu fell to the ground, motionless, and his face was filled with shock.

He couldn't actually see these figures.

He slowly got up, and after careful observation, he found that these figures were all illusory, with no expression on his face, as if he had no consciousness.

Mo Jiu turned around and looked out the bridge, and found that there were also dense figures outside. In other words, as he walked along the way, there were countless figures around him, and he had never known how many people had penetrated through them.

But before he could go up the bridge, he could not see anything.

Mo Jiu took a deep breath and suppressed the strange emotions in his heart.

Since this is already the case, why not be more thorough?

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu ignored these illusory figures and headed straight to another bridge.

At some point, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the figure beside him.

He seemed to see the expression of this person move slightly.

Is it an illusion?

The system said: "It's true, I saw it too."

Mo Jiu twitched slightly at the corner of her eyes and said to herself in her heart: "You don't have to tell me!"

He didn't think there was anything at all, but as soon as the system said this, his scalp was slightly numb.

"Okay, it didn't move, I saw it wrong."

Mojiu: "..."

There is no need to cover up the bell.

But after being teased by the system's habitual silly and cuteness, Mojiu's heart also weakened a lot.

He continued to move forward.

Mo Jiu found that the road was indeed moving forward, and the speed was not slow, but according to this number of people, if he really lined up, it would be a few hundred years before he could come to this bridge.

Mo Jiu relied on these figures that he did not know the truth that he dared to go to the lineup blatantly.

Finally, the bridge head was right in front of me, but Mo Jiu's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by an old man by the bridge head river.

Living person!

He sat there, holding a bowl in his hand, and every time he bent down and scooped out a bowl of river water into the river, and handed it to the figure in front of him.

Looking at this scene, Mo Jiu finally knew why she had always felt a familiar feeling and everything was connected.

This is the underworld, and this old man is ‘Meng Gong’!

He actually arrived at the underworld...

Mo Jiu was a little stunned. The impact this fact brought to him exceeded the sum of shocks in all the worlds he had visited in the past.

Meng Gong also noticed him, threw the bowl into the river, and waved to Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu hesitated for a moment and walked towards him. If Meng Gong was unfathomable, he could not escape at all. If he really looked so weak on the surface, he would not be afraid of him.

Walking over, Mo Jiu looked down and saw that the bowl floated on the river surface, but was not washed away by the river.

"Another smuggler?" Meng Gong's voice sounded, and it sounded extremely young, crisp and pleasant.

Mo Jiu hesitated and said, "Old man..."

Meng Gong nodded slightly: "It's quite polite. Why do you need to smuggle?"

"I didn't want to smuggle, I just came here for no reason." Mo Jiu answered truthfully.

What he said was indeed the truth. It was not his intention to come here. As for smuggling or something... it was true that he went to the line.

As he said that, more than a dozen figures around him turned their heads and looked at Mo Jiu. Mo Jiu was shocked and realized that these things were indeed conscious. Because they wanted to drink Meng Po... Meng Gong Soup, so they regained their consciousness?

But they didn't speak, as if they had lost the ability to speak, and they just wondered why Mo Jiu could appear here in this way.

"Isn't a stowaway?" Meng Gong frowned slightly, suddenly stretched out a hand to Mo Jiu, and quickly grabbed his wrist!
Chapter completed!