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The old ghost's gestures were strange, as if he was trying to penetrate the wall with his nails.

"Xiao Liu, close your eyes. Don't believe anything you see. Close those eyes..."

As the old ghost spoke, his sharp nails scratched harshly on the wall of life and death, and bursts of sharp sounds rang out all around, making people tremble and upset.

"Uncle Ghost, it's snowing...it's burning...it's so cold in the sky and so hot on the ground..."

Xiao Yu mumbled words that no one could hear clearly, and Lao Gui and He Yan couldn't help but look down.

"Who is it, who is crying, Uncle Ghost, who is crying at my feet!"

She continued to talk, her mouth was slurred, and she seemed to be slobbering, babbling incoherently.

"It exploded, everything burned, everyone died..."

At this time, Xiao Yu raised his hands high above his head, and his blood-stained palms seemed to be groping for something in the sky.

There was a lot of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth, flowing down her chin, mixed with blood and dripping on the skirt on her knees, blending with the larger blood stains.

"Are you crazy or what? Don't play any tricks on me. There is something strange hidden in that eye of yours!"

He Yan became more and more impatient when he saw Xiao Yu's dirty and crazy look. His expression became full of suspicion, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that Xiao Yu was really acting.

"Old man, what's going on with her?"

He asked again, trying to get something out of the old ghost's mouth, but what he got was still the old ghost's silence.

But next, the old ghost's behavior was enough to give him some clues and answers.

The old ghost's nails scratched across the wall, leaving dark traces wherever they passed. He just kept drawing on them.

After those traces gradually merged into an irregular pattern like ghost drawings, he finally stopped.

"No, don't vote anymore. Everything has been destroyed. Don't vote anymore..."

Xiao Yu knelt on the ground. It seemed that she was praying to someone for something. Her voice was full of pain and despair. Her right eye was empty and lifeless, as if she was possessed. Her left eye was even more bloody. Countless strange green threads were based on her left eye like tentacles, growing outward.

He Yan, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He knew Xiao Yu somewhat, but this was the first time he saw her looking so eager for quick success.

"This is some kind of evil magic. Could it be that you suddenly went crazy at this time? Old man, you are still so confused as a master..." His eyes were cold, and his tone was even more sinister and angry as he said towards the old ghost.

"You brat, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. She has her own master, and I am not her master in the true sense."

The old ghost, who had not spoken for a long time, explained in a calm tone.

He Yan snorted secretly:
"You are not allowed to call me that again. You are no longer qualified to call me that. I warn you that breaking the barrier of the wall of life and death at will will be counterattacked, but it will be unlucky. As your former disciple, I advise you One sentence..."

creak!

A crisp sound came from the wall, and He Yan's eyes suddenly opened wide in shock. He saw that the nail of one of the old ghost's fingers had penetrated into it.

He Yan was secretly startled in his heart, and his body visibly stagnated.

"Old man, don't you know that if you destroy the barrier of the wall of life and death and force your way in, the barrier will explode. Needless to say, she and I will basically die without any body parts, and even you will be devoured. The consequences will be No one knows what will happen..."

Creak, creak... The old ghost didn't seem to hear those words. After a while, his whole finger penetrated.

But one wave after another came up. This old ghost didn't look like he was giving up on breaking the boundary. Xiao Yu's other side looked even more wrong.

She stood up shakily, her body as weak as a bone like a willow in the wind, and stepped on the spot in a very strange posture.

She seemed to be walking forward, but before taking a step, she stepped back with a strange gesture. Repeatedly, He Yan's expression became wary.

He pointed the long sword at Xiao Yu in front of him like a conditioned reflex, with an unconcealable murderous intent in his eyes.

This kind of Xiao Yu is too difficult to understand, as if he is possessed by something crazy, more like he is possessed by something terrifying, making him feel very strange.

"Damn..." Some words came out of Xiao Yu's mouth again.

"what?"

He Yan wondered if his ears had heard it wrong, and he began to curse the two people in front of him in his heart.

When one of them saw something was wrong with the people inside, they wanted to break the boundary without saying a word. Akechi decided to end up destroying them together, or not to say a word to him.

There was a man inside who was crazy and didn't know what evil was possessed. His whole body was scarred, and his spiritual power seemed to have been drained. In his opinion, Xiao Yu's remaining spiritual power was not enough to continue fighting with him.

This battle had just begun with less than a dozen rounds, and for some reason it was developing in a direction he couldn't predict despite racking his brains...

"Damn it...oooo..."

He Yan heard Xiao Yu crying, but her face was completely hidden in her disheveled hair. She looked like a miserable walking zombie with her shoulders high and her head lowered as she sobbed.

"You...killed my beloved, and I will miss you in this world..."

Amidst the sobs, Xiao Yu continued to choke and sob as if she was singing a opera.

"You, just gradually... destroy yourself in this fire and cold sky!!!"

With a rustling sound, Xiao Yu's originally drooping long hair suddenly rushed to the sky, and her face was finally revealed.

It was a face full of hatred and hatred, as if everything she looked at was something she hated. Although He Yan was the only one in the wall of life and death, there were countless figures in her eyes.

Those figures were briefly reflected in her pupils and then quickly extinguished. Xiao Yu suddenly raised her eyes, and those were just the afterimages of clusters of sparks and white flames that she had transformed into herself.

The green thread in her left eye has long since disappeared. Although it is still blood-red, the entire eye is now covered with a thin layer of frost, like a translucent eyepatch, attached to her entire eyeball.

what……

Xiao Yu exhaled a long breath, and this breath exhaled snow-white frost, carrying her low and hoarse voice to the top of her head.

"Weaving World..."

Her blood-red lips that had been bitten in pain opened slightly, and she spat out two gloomy words in a white breath.

(End of this chapter)