Song Yanqiu was suddenly startled and let out a palpitating wail.

Then, she hurried to refresh herself and tried to resist the punishment of the so-called gods of this voice, but her body had no strength at all, as if she had been evacuated out of thin air.

Then, his body suddenly went limp, and he collapsed heavily.

Song Yanqiu fell to the ground, but his eyes were still wide open to the sky.

The sky slowly returned to light, and the first rays of dawn in the sky slowly fell, caressing her face like a cold blade.

And in my ears, there is still a roar of the river.

The chirping of a waterfowl, not an owl, but a swift, came from the stone nest by the river, as if it was very close and yet far away.

Song Yanqiu only felt that his whole body was soft and soft, like an earthworm in the dry soil, and he didn't even have the strength to move his body.

What's going on here?

If this is not a dream, then what is this place?

Why am I lying here?

What happened to the blue ghost fire I just saw, the crowd of people lining up?

It was clear that it had just transitioned from one dark night to another, why was the sun now starting to cast from the other side of the mountain overhead?

Also, it seems that someone was talking to me just now, and who is the person who is talking?

Is it a hallucination?

It was a clear question just now, but now, she was suddenly confused, her whole person seemed to no longer exist, and was eaten by tens of thousands of ants.

The kind of fear with a biting cold that surged up from the bottom of her heart suppressed Song Yanqiu wanted to shout for help, but she just felt her lips touch slightly, but she couldn't make any sound.

Song Yanqiu wondered if there was something wrong with his ears?

However, she immediately denied the idea, for at this moment she heard a voice coldly say with endless coquettishness and disdain: Look, she has fallen.

Oh, it turned out that it wasn't a dream, and I didn't enter the ghost gate myself.

But......

Instead, what I saw was a trap.

Song Yanqiu seemed to have fully understood that he had fallen into the huge trap set by the palace master, and suddenly felt an unprecedented emptiness.

However, he also found a relief that he had never experienced before.

Now it seems that death is not terrible, what is really terrible is that you know it is terrible, but you don't know where this terrible feeling comes from.

She suddenly closed her eyes, and then, her pupils contracted infinitely, and her soft body began to slowly relax, loose, and muttered:

It's over, it's all over.

In a trance, Song Yanqiu found that his body was slowly moving, which was a feeling of being forced to fly in the air.

She opened her eyes, as if she had seen clearly, but as if she had not seen anything, only in a daze she found four strange-looking men grasping her limbs, speeding away in the dawn light.

Although Song Yanqiu had his eyes open, he couldn't see their appearance clearly, but he knew from the sound of their swift footsteps that the martial arts of these four people were not weak.

Perhaps, they are the people sent by the palace master to hunt me down, right?

But why didn't they kill me?

Where are they taking me?

Be...... Is it to see the palace master?

Then, the body is softer and the vision is more blurred......

Song Yanqiu just felt that the speed of the four people carrying him was getting faster and faster, the surging sound of the river sliding in his ears was getting louder and louder, and the air that permeated the surroundings was getting more and more humid.

Then, she realized that at this moment, she was already in the middle of the river.

Oh no, it should be on the river to be exact, like a boat walking on the river.

People, how can they walk on the river like a boat?

Although Song Yanqiu didn't believe it, it was so.

The four strange men carried her like this, and walked like a fly on the river, and the rumbling sound of the river made her fall into deep despair.

In this way, he didn't know how far he had walked or how long he had walked, and Song Yanqiu found himself once again in some kind of deep darkness.

Although this darkness does not have the dark blue of the ghostly fire just now, and does not have the fear of the crowd lining up to move in some unknown direction, it is ......

However, she still saw a glimmer of spark, oh, not blue spark, orange.

The orange spark grew bigger and brighter, and although the light was dim, it seemed to be very dazzling in the sudden darkness of the night.

When I got closer, I realized that it was just a big lantern.

At this moment, this large lantern is hanging on a ship.

The lantern is big, and the ship seems to be big.

Surrounded by the sound of surging rivers, and overhead, there is an overwhelming sense of depression, and when you walk around, you even make a burst of "dong dong" empty sound.

Oh, no wonder they suddenly entered a world of black rumbling from the morning inside, and it turned out that they had now entered a huge tunnel.

The surging river rushed through this corridor.

Then, Song Yanqiu only felt that his body flew up in a flash, which was a sense of detachment from being thrown out hard.

She only heard a dull sound of "popping", and her body fell heavily on the board, and then slid out with a bang.

Immediately after, there was a dull "clang" sound.

Her head hit a chair.

The chair suddenly fell apart and fell apart, and her head seemed to be falling apart, drilling, dull, and inexplicably painful.

Song Yanqiu's head seemed to be suddenly struck by thunder and lightning, and the sky swirled with a bang, and there was a spicy sting pain on his back.

Although these heart-piercing pains made her nerves regain some sensation a little, Song Yanqiu was still soft and had no strength.

I didn't have the strength to stand up, I didn't have the strength to cry out in pain, I didn't even have the strength to breathe.

She rolled like this for a long time, and then, like a dead fish on a chopping board, lay on the board, with only the breath coming out and not entering.

And the orange lantern hung from the side of the ship above her head.

In fact, the orange lantern was not hung on the bow of the ship, but in the hands of a big man.

This big man was indeed a subordinate of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and a wide black robe wrapped his tall, strong body tightly.

Although the wide black robe wrapped around his body, it could not cover his full beard and the fierce appearance of his face.

Song Yanqiu could see at a glance that the envoy of the Dijing Palace in front of him was just a reckless man with well-developed limbs.

Song Yanqiu's eyes widened, and he glared at the reckless man fiercely.

I don't know if it was because I was thrown and hit too hard just now, so I used angry eyes as a protest against his violence.

The reckless man was a little angry by her, squatted down suddenly, shook his hand and gave her a big ear scraper, with a murderous face, and said:

Dead old woman, what do you see?