Song Jiang was actually not having an easy time at this time. Although he had not opened his eyes, he could clearly feel the presence of the black shadow, and now it seemed to be extremely angry and was thrashing around him up and down. He kept saying the most vicious words in his mouth, but no matter how scared Song Jiang was, there was only one principle, that is, you can say whatever you like, and I will not open my eyes for life...
But when a person closes his eyes, other sensory functions will be infinitely amplified. The corpses of He Feng and others are obviously some distance away from him, but Song Jiang always feels that the smell of blood around him is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that those The corpses were walking towards him stiffly one by one... In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he lifted up the blanket and covered his head, hoping to reduce some of the fear in his heart. Who knew that he had just covered his head? He vaguely heard Meng Zhe calling his name.
"Song Jiang? Why did you come here to sleep?! Do you know how long we have been looking for you?!" Meng Zhe said urgently.
Song Jiang was overjoyed after hearing this, thinking that he had finally waited for the savior, but he still did not take it lightly and did not speak to Meng Zhe immediately because he felt that Meng Zhe's tone was somewhat unfamiliar, as if he was a little too anxious, like Meng Zhe, a great master, has always had a very stable personality, and rarely has major mood swings. Even if he has a face, it will not show easily, so Song Jiang did not answer him immediately, but waited, because if it was true Meng Zhe, who has been keeping his head covered and motionless, must have been impatient to get his hands on him...
Unfortunately, it didn't happen. Listening to the sound, the other party seemed to be just walking around Song Jiang, and then urging him to get up from the ground quickly. He had no intention of pulling him up. At this time, Song Jiang's heart sank slightly. It seemed that this The person is not the real Meng Zhe, but the black shadow that just appeared.
Sure enough, when the other party saw that Song Jiang still didn't respond, he became angry again and said angrily, "If you don't get up from the ground, we will leave here!"
The other party thought that these words would be a threat to Song Jiang, but unexpectedly it confirmed that he was definitely not Meng Zhe. Song Jiang's body, which had been excited and tense when he heard Meng Zhe's voice, instantly relaxed. , he covered his ears under the blanket, and no matter what the black shadow said, he couldn't hear it.
In this way, Song Jiang felt like he was sleeping and not sleeping. Of course, he couldn't really relax in a place like this, so he couldn't fall asleep at all. He didn't know how much time passed until he was woken up by some buzzing noises, and it seemed like there were a lot of flies flying around...
Song Jiang tried to squint and look under the blanket, and found that there was light coming in from the gap, and it seemed that it was already dawn. At this time, he was already covered in sweat by the blanket, so he couldn't wait to lift the blanket off his head. As a result, what came into view the next second was several highly decomposed corpses.
They saw that the faces of He Feng and others had all turned black and shriveled due to dehydration due to exposure to the sun. The sudden tightening of their cheeks caused their mouths to open wide, revealing a mouthful of dark white teeth... Countless flies were flying around them. Flying back and forth, they hungrily sucked up the remaining water in the corpse, and gave birth to tens of thousands of their offspring in the corpse's belly that was swollen and exploded due to decay.
Because this scene was so impactful, Song Jiang felt his stomach churn and make him want to vomit as soon as he thought of sleeping with several rotting corpses all night. His stomach was already empty at this time. , even if I wanted to vomit, there was really nothing to vomit, so I could only retching a few times to relieve this strong physical discomfort.
Song Jiang glanced at his watch at this time and found that it was already past eight o'clock in the morning. I wonder if it was because of the wind and sand last night. The early sun was a little lackluster and still had a faint green light... Song Jiang got up from the ground. After brushing off the sand and soil on his body, he quickly ran towards his camp.
Unexpectedly, he had just run two steps when he saw the gem dagger he had thrown on the ground suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him. According to Song Jiang's original intention, he would definitely not pick up that unfortunate thing again, but For some reason, when he slowly approached the gem dagger, he felt a faint sense of luck in his heart, thinking that it was already dawn anyway, so it would be okay to take it out, right?
Song Jiang thought so, and stretched out his hand involuntarily. When he reacted, the dagger was already in his hand. Others would probably not think much about this, but Song Jiang was different. After so many things, although he had not gained much ability, his state of mind was no longer the same as that of ordinary people. After a short struggle, he He still saw through the opponent's trick... So when he threw the gem dagger back to the ground again, the surroundings instantly switched from day to night, with a seamless transition.
Immediately afterwards, the black shadow wrapped tightly around Song Jiang's neck, and then said to him viciously, "Boy, you don't think I really dare not kill you, do you?"
Song Jiang was strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe, but he still said in a strong tone, "If I guessed correctly, your so-called sacrifice of the soul must have died under this knife, right? And you have no body, so you can't take it at all. With this dagger, you can't trick me into committing suicide with the dagger. Even if you can really kill me, it doesn't make any sense... And the most important thing is that you have to keep me to take the dagger out so that more people can die. With this knife, only in this way can the living soul be sacrificed smoothly. What do you think, am I right or wrong?!"
Although Heiying was very angry after hearing this, he had to let go of Song Jiang in the end. After he could breathe freely again, Song Jiang knew that he had guessed correctly this time, so he endured the discomfort in his throat and said coldly, "Anyway, I If you don’t go out now and you can’t kill me, why don’t you just tell me who you are? Who is this city lord in your mouth?!”
"What can you do if you know who I am? To tell you the truth, if you go out without a dagger, you will never be able to go out. Even if you don't die from a dagger like them, you will die of thirst sooner or later. Starve to death here!" Black Shadow said with a wild laugh.
Song Jiang listened and said indifferently, "Then we have to wait for a while? Since I am destined to die, why not let me be a sensible person and let me know what is going on in this place? Or is it yours? This is a bit embarrassing, why are you embarrassed to tell me?!"
