"Run!" The three of them rushed outside. The clock frame was still sitting on the chair and closed his eyes, "Escape, escape to hell." The three of them ran as hard as they could, and within a moment they were in front of those thin lines. The difference was that the lines were now covered with dark red threads. bell. "Stop!" Zhaojun stopped the two of them. "Don't touch the bell, just here, let's separate." "Separate?" Mu Ziyun asked anxiously, wouldn't it be dangerous if we were separated? "No, the real danger is only the three of us together. Let's run for our lives separately. If we are bumped into, we will Try your best to buy time." Shentu Luoling took off his black robe, clenched his fists and made a hole in the wall on both sides, "I'll go here" Shentu Luoling pointed to the left, Zhaojun ran directly into the right wall without saying a word, and took the He took out a white and gray kit, "opened" and exploded four flags. Zhaojun used his magic power to plant the flags around, and the openings in the "phantom" wall returned to their original state, and Zhaojun disappeared. Mu Ziyun smiled bitterly and said, "He really doesn't care about us."
"Yes." A solemn voice came from behind. Muziyun Shentu Luo Ling turned around in shock. He didn't see anyone, but saw a dozen bells suddenly hanging down from the roof, "No! Don't let the bells make any sound, Muziyun !" Shentu Luoling arched his legs, and Mu Ziyun stepped forward immediately. Shentu Luoling supported Mu Ziyun's feet with both hands, and threw him upwards. Mu Ziyun flew into the air, caught the bell with his rootless feathers, and placed it on the ground. Shen Tu Luoling was on the ground. Running on the ground constantly provided Mu Ziyun with strength. After the bell was almost picked up, Mu Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Mu Ziyun, behind you!" Before Mu Ziyun could react, he saw Shentu Luoling running past, and then turned around to see him standing there, still doing the catching. posture, "How are you?" Shentu Luoling didn't respond, Mu Ziyun walked over slowly, "Hey, you..." Mu Ziyun turned to Shen Tu Luoling, what a terrifying look, with an anxious look on his face , two eyes were bleeding outwards, one was even partially turned out, and the lips had long been deformed, "Dead, dead?" Mu Ziyun's face turned pale, Shentu Luoling was holding a dark red bell in his hand, and at the end He caught it at the same time, and at the same time, the bell vibrated and made a sound, but only he heard it, and it shattered everything in his body in just a moment.
Death, I will really die, Mu Ziyun’s right hand is holding on to my heart, I will really die. "Why, are you scared?" It was still the same sinister voice. Mu Ziyun suddenly lost weight and fell to the ground. The scene around him actually changed. At his feet was a long river with green water flowing. To his left and right were cliffs with huge boulder fragments falling down. In the river stood hundreds of strange stone pillars. Mu Ziyun just Standing on a stone pillar and looking up, tens of thousands of dark red bells were densely falling from the sky. "Come on, pick them up." The stone pillar under my feet began to crack. Mu Ziyun was desperate. Looking at the bells all over the sky, he collapsed and said, "Oh, it seems that you are ready to die." "No, no, I can't die." Mu Ziyun's body was shaking, and he struggled to raise his right hand but couldn't hold it up. He stood up and hit his legs with his hands but couldn't exert any strength. No, Mu Ziyun dug out a sharp stone from the stone pillar and stabbed his left arm hard. "Ah... move! Move!" Mu Ziyun kept waving his right hand, left His arm had been stabbed to pieces by a sharp stone, and the pain made him suffocate, ah! Muziyun soared into the air, stepped on the rootless feathers and flew towards the bells, dodged sideways, stepped on the bells and continued to soar upwards, countless bells fell from the side, poof, Muziyun spit out a big mouthful of blood, a little higher, there is still a chance, I can Stay alive. In this way, Mu Ziyun mechanically jumped upwards, no matter how far away from the ground, countless thin lines appeared in the air, with bells hanging on them. The end points of the thin lines were twisted into a ball, and there was a corpse hanging with bells hanging on it. Mu Ziyun's pupils flashed, it was Zhaojun. Although his body had long been deformed, he could still recognize his identity. Mu Ziyun didn't stop and jumped upwards on the thin line.
It was still that weird room. Mu Ziyun's eyes returned to color from the emptiness. Poof, his body was covered with blood. "This is, where is this?" Mu Ziyun didn't remember how long he had been flying in the air, maybe three days, maybe three months. , three years. Well, Mu Ziyun felt severe pain. He looked down and saw that the hook of his right hand had penetrated his left arm, and the flesh on his arm was turned out and bleeding. "Oh, it's really not easy for you to escape." Mu Ziyun suddenly looked forward. The man was sitting on a chair, wearing a dark red robe. "Zhong, clock frame" and then looked around, he actually In the previous room, there were two people lying next to them, Zhaojun and Shentu Luoling, but their bodies were very twisted and they had already lost their breath. "Illusion, it's an illusion. We have never gone out. It's your illusion." "No," Zhongjiang said with a smile, "This is the sound of hell. After the level of luck, I created my own technique, the sound of hell. After listening to it, Then you will enter my hell. This is real, not an illusion. This technique lasts for a long time. I really didn’t expect you to be able to persist until the technique disappears."
"Shu, so strong." Mu Ziyun sat down on the ground, "I don't understand something. Why did Sun Yan rebel and work for you?" "You are wrong. He has never rebelled. He has been my person from the beginning. Do you think this This conspiracy started fifty years ago, wrong, it started a hundred years ago." "Why?" Zhong Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "Why? Oh, in order to eliminate a sect, what does a hundred years mean?" "You He is an undercover agent of another sect." "It used to be" "Not now?" "I will kill you right away, so I don't mind talking to you." Zhong Jing leaned back, "I was given the right to do so immediately after I was born. I got a code name, lived with dozens of children of the same age, and had to test my talent every day since I was three years old. When I was six years old, it was finally determined that I was the most talented person among them, so the others were killed, and I also had a name. Bell frame, I lived in Shimoda City, Qingfeng Mountain, and I had a mother and a father. Oh, of course they were all fake. I entered the Buddhist sect when I was seven years old. The person who received me was Sun Yan, a man who had spent decades breaking into Qingfeng Mountain. Undercover, he was the last person selected, and it was because he failed to complete the task that I existed. He lived a normal life, being a good person and learning spells for seven years, and finally impressed the old ghost general. I accepted him as his disciple and pretended to be a good disciple for four years. Finally, I had the opportunity to touch the edge of the mission. I took a gamble and asked the old guy to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with me. Jie Jie, it went really well. , when I walked out of the Qingshan Mountain with the book of scriptures, I was running wildly and ecstatically. I had completed the mission and could go back, but I still retained my sanity. I thought of something. After completing the mission, who am I? , I have been living for the mission. When the mission is over, do I still have a reason to live? I am unwilling and even feel scared. I don’t know who I am, and I don’t know what the meaning of living is. I sat on the ground for a day until A group of people walked up to me. I saw many people, and finally my eyes fell on a woman. I remembered that she was the daughter of the city lord, and she was so beautiful. My face was twitching, and I didn’t know what expression to use, because I The mission is over, so I don’t know what to pretend to be. It’s so pitiful. I try to dig out the things in my heart to find evidence of who I am. I’m crazy. Haha. I killed everyone and left her alone. I ripped off her clothes among the corpses and raped her. Her hoarse cries excited me. I found the shadow of my existence. It was so wonderful. I suddenly felt that the choice was not that difficult. After killing her, I suddenly found my direction. , I will no longer be manipulated by others. If you don’t know who you are, just create an identity. I started killing people. I founded Yejin not to collect intelligence, but just for fun, the fun of finding shadows. I like to play with life and death. The feeling made me feel that I was a human being. I cut off the connection with that sect and found Sun Yan. He was also a walking zombie, so I easily controlled him. I asked him to be Ye Jin's leader and do things for me. , you know, I actually revealed the information about Yejin’s headquarters, just because it’s boring to kill ordinary people, and I wanted to kill some capable people.”
Mu Ziyun looked at the clock frame, "Poor" "Huh? What did you say!" "I said it was pitiful. In order to find my own shadow, I have to drive myself crazy." "Haha, maybe this is my nature." Mu Ziyun struggled. He stood up, looked at the clock frame with a smile and said: "I am also looking for my own shadow, but what you did makes me sick. I will never die in your hands. It makes me feel ashamed." "It seems that it is time." It's over." "Yeah, I think so too." Zhong Jing stood up and took off his robe. Mu Ziyun stood still and took out five fire charms from his arms, "Let's see who dies faster."
