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The Sun Moon Tower is not dangerous from the outside, but it can stop the people who have cultivated under the eighth layer, which shows that the Sun Moon Tower is not simple, in this case, how can the first layer be so simple?

Is it because her mind is too firm and she won't be easily deceived by illusions, so she thinks it's simple?

The first layer is the illusion, so what will the second layer be?

Fu Ling stood in front of the stairs for a while, unable to think of what the second floor would be, so he simply didn't think about it and walked straight up.

After walking up the stairs for a while, Whisk entered the second floor, and once he reached the second floor, Whisk noticed something unfriendly.

If the illusion of the first layer is made of beautiful memories and is used to keep people and make people trapped in the illusion and refuse to leave, then the illusion of the second layer is sinful......

What it transforms into people is the worst memory in the human heart.

Although Fu Ling didn't think it was a bad memory, it was indeed not a good thing to conjure up from the illusion.

There were corpses all over the ground in front of her, and Fu Ling looked at herself wearing a red dress, walking down the long street with an indifferent expression, and as she moved, people kept falling, it was a one-sided massacre......

The blood meandered, and the sounds of begging for mercy, insults, and strange voices mixed together, and it was a headache to listen to.

The fire burned behind the Whisk, and the flames burned all the way, engulfing the city and the corpses of those people, but even so, those people continued to curse as they turned into ghosts and were taken away by the Underworld.

Fu Ling stared at the picture for a moment before pulling the incident out of his long memory.

Gu Woe.

The people in the city raise Gu with their children, they are crazy, some don't want to use their children to raise Gu, so they go outside to catch them, they have some ability, ordinary people are not opponents at all, they can only watch their children being taken away.

In the craziest case, dozens of people went out and kidnapped a hundred children, from newborn babies to ten-year-olds, in a nearby city.

Parents who have lost their children sacrifice cattle and sheep to the gods, begging the gods to make decisions for them and save their children.

Fu Ling passed by that place at that time, and after knowing about it, he went to that place, helped the children in the city to cure the Gu poison, and also released some people, only to lock up those who did not repent in the city, under the fire, and the Gu worms in their bodies turned to ashes.

It wasn't a bad memory, for the Whirling never felt like he had done something wrong.

She can see that some people are repentant, and some people are released, and the rest of those people are unrepentant, and keeping those who will continue to harm others is considered a good deed.

However, Whirling felt that it was understandable that the illusion of the second layer was probably unable to capture the worse memories, and could only use the memories it felt bloody to create the illusion.

Thinking of this, Fu Ling shook his head and walked directly towards the third floor.

After stepping out of the illusion, the Whisk saw the stairs just like the first floor.

Before going up the stairs, Fu Ling looked around, wanting to see if Feng Zhuo was there, but it was dark all around, except for the light on the stairs in front of him, it was dark everywhere, and he couldn't see anything.

Since he couldn't see it, Fu Ling didn't force it, and directly stepped up the stairs and walked towards the third floor.

The stairs from the second floor to the third floor seemed to be longer than the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, and it took a while for the Whirling to reach the third floor.

As soon as he reached the third floor, Fu Ling saw Feng Zhuo standing at the staircase on the third floor.

Seeing Feng Zhuo, Fu Ling was a little surprised, and then walked over quickly.