She thought, maybe she will spend a particularly long time in the abyss of hell, so it is necessary to establish a good relationship with the wraiths, but it turns out that this is her wishful thinking. This sentence was ignored by the wraiths, and they swarmed On the other hand, trying to crush Hailan.

The attacks of the wraiths are not strong, but they are strong because they are undead creatures, and Hailan is a body of flesh and blood, and their strength will be exhausted. This is a battle in a different dimension.

Hailan is also a wonderful person, always optimistic and strong, not surprised by changes, and with a bit of arrogance, the more the resentful spirits ignore her, the more she will provoke the resentful spirits.Xuanyuan watched her messing around without making a sound, but a smile flickered across his lips.If he really wants to live in the abyss of hell for 1000 years, what a tragic picture it will be. After hundreds of years, whether he will still see such a sly smile from his master, whether he will still hear such a wanton laughter from his master, he does not know , so he should enjoy his master's happy mood now, and be more confident to accompany his master through the long years of resentment in the future.

If there are only two animals in the forest, one is a tiger and the other is a lion, and there are a thousand tigers and only one lion, then the lion is a thorn in the tiger's side and a thorn in its flesh, and the tiger will attack the lion without any effort.The only way for a lion to survive is to transform itself into a tiger.

If Hailan wants to survive in the abyss of hell, the only way is to turn herself into a resentful spirit and have the same resentment as them, so that she can survive in the abyss of hell.Escaping is already a dream, so the only way is to seek common ground.

Thinking of the resentful master, Xuanyuan's heart ached.

He knows that one day, there will be resentment in the master's heart, and in 1000 years, there will always be.

Hailan was teasing these vengeful spirits, jumping up and down cleverly among the vengeful spirits, trying to make some of them have a good impression of her. She felt that her attitude was already very good.

Warm and generous, how easy to get along with.

But the wraiths had nothing else to do except attack her and make shrill screams. No one talked to her. Even the Wraith Desert and Wraith Valley in the back, and the swamps farther away... Hailan was slightly startled, this hell abyss seemed endless.

She was perceiving her own soul, but she could not perceive anything.

Her one soul and three souls are not in the abyss of hell, the only gain is that she knows that the abyss of hell is very long, very long, but calm and calm, there is no day here, only night.

Hailan was thinking that perhaps, in the abyss of hell, there were dangers she could not imagine.

Valleys, swamps, deserts... are all black, and you can't see the edge at a glance. There are not only wraiths with such weak attack power, but other creatures with stronger attack power exist here.

This is her vague cognition.

But at present, she can only see thousands of wraiths that cannot be killed.

Xuanyuan shook his head, there was such a picture in front of his eyes, his lovely master was dressed in white, with fluttering skirts, flying past in mid-air, with countless wraiths chasing after him, she was still in the mood to turn around and kiss the wraiths Greeting affectionately, the blackness is a little white, which is very eye-catching in the abyss of hell.

So far, she has had a lot of fun with the wraiths. She runs away and they chase after her. The abyss of hell has one advantage. Black is black, white is white, black and white are clear, she likes it the most.While floating in the long river of wraiths, when she was about to return to her room, a huge, dark, vine-like hand suddenly stretched out from under the river, pierced through the sea-blue light shield, grabbed her neck and pulled , With a plop, Hailan fell into the river of resentful spirits, and at that moment she thought of a word in a daze.

Extreme joy begets sorrow, the ancients are sincere and do not deceive me.

Xuanyuan was shocked, and flew up, Hailan had fallen into the river, countless resentful spirits swarmed up, plunged into the long river of resentful spirits, the white corner of the clothes was quickly annihilated by the resentful spirits, without a sound.

Black is her only feeling.

This long river of resentful spirits is not really a long river, it is a black river formed by countless resentful spirits. Hai Lan only felt that countless hands were pulling her neck, and the surrounding resentful spirits squeezed the air away. She had difficulty breathing, and her mind went blank. Pain all over the body.The mournful and desperate voices of the wraith spirits seemed to be amplified countless times in her mind.

There was a black and cold wind in all directions, with tiny silver needles in between, the wind blew, and the silver needles were all pierced in her consciousness, and the nerves were shattered by the silver needles, causing unbearable pain.

In her life, she has gone through many experiences, but there has never been one time that made her suffer so much that she wanted to die immediately.

The white clothes, which symbolized purity, were completely destroyed by the darkness, as if it also symbolized that the only white in the abyss of hell was swallowed by the sea blue. Such an image made people tremble with fear.

In the dark, I can't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of her eyes, and she saw countless resentful spirits, the most desperate, fearful, and resentful images in her heart.

A young mother resented her husband for marrying a concubine and neglected her. In the deep forest, she hacked her young son to death with an axe.

A lovelorn girl set fire to her lover's family.

A middle-aged man killed his beloved brother in order to succeed.

A lower god from the God Realm and a girl from the Exile Realm stole the forbidden fruit and was punished by the God Realm.

Devil's...

……

These cruel and real images always appeared in front of her eyes. The souls of those who were killed lingered, and those who harmed others also lingered, and the vicious resentment entangled her body like vines.

Pain, despair, sadness...all the negative emotions surged up, Hailan roared angrily, and suddenly, the cruel scene in front of her eyes changed again.

Under the cliff, smog is lingering, like the top of a sea of ​​clouds, everywhere is a piece of soft white, beautiful like a dream, looking down from a high altitude, the floating clouds of smoke are like a soft ocean.That is Mochouhai, a place where people can forget all their worries.

Amidst the white mist, a Mochou flower with the mouth of a bowl is in full bloom. At the end of the Mochou Sea, two figures fly past the Mochou Sea. One is black and the other is green, with fluttering clothes, above the Mochou Sea. Two afterimages are left behind, lingering and lingering.

The man picked off the Mochou flower on the cliff with one hand, and handed it to the woman. The woman smiled like a flower, gorgeous and dazzling. She took the Mochou flower, suddenly put her arms around the man's neck, and kissed his lips.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Hailan's mouth, and the picture in front of him was shattered.

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