Fast time travel: black lotus has no emotion

Chapter 155

There are many ghosts and shadows, and the scary things don't look scary after seeing them for a long time.

Gu Liubai carefully observed each of the ghost clansmen, and found that they were no different from humans except for their hideous appearance.

This thought flashed in her mind, and suddenly she realized that she was wrong, how could she think that the ghost clan is a different kind.

As long as there is aggregation, there will be no formation of strata, and as time goes by, this differentiation becomes more and more serious, and even cannot maintain a balanced state.

Now, the ghost clan is already the least important party in the tilted balance.

Pulling one casually, the other party squeaked in fright, staring at her with blood-red eyes: "...what are you going to do?!"

Gu Liubai let go of his hand, and his whole body exuded goodwill: "Brother, do you know which direction Huangquan is in?"

The ghost clan stared at Gu Liubai, and after a while, he pointed a finger: "There."

Gu Liubai turned his head to find the direction to look. The ghost claw that pointed her in the direction did not let go, but quietly put it on Gu Liubai's shoulder. Same as on the block.

"Brother." With a smile on his face, Gu Liubai took off the opponent's finger: "Is Huangquan really in that direction?"

The ghost clansman looked at her like a monster, nodded frantically, and ran away without saying a word.

Gu Liubai laughed at himself: In a world where strength is paramount, fists are the last word.

Gu Liubai, who seemed to deal with it easily, actually bared his teeth and screamed in pain after the little brother left.

Looking down at the skin under the clothes, it must be red and swollen.

After moving a few times, Gu Liubai pulled out a black silk thread from his body, and let the thread swim through the meridians to flush away the blood stasis.

This practice is painful, but it is the fastest way to restore the body to normal.

Three months have passed since I came to this world.

For three months, Gu Liubai didn't feel hungry or tired.

On the way forward, she gradually figured out the function of the black line on her body, and also knew how to maximize the effect of the black line.

Now she is more like a marionette, only the end of the thread is held in her hands.

There is no advice from the master, everything depends on her.However, it's been so long, and she hasn't even touched the edge of cultivating immortals.

Cultivation essays can be found everywhere in this world, but only after experiencing the situation, Gu Liubai understood the meaning of the four words "talking about war on paper".

It's all bullshit!

She couldn't help but swear in frustration.

The hell-level strategy is really not built.

In fact, this is not the most terrible thing.

The most frightening thing was hearing that the strength of her mission target was gradually increasing, and it was even more disturbing for no reason.

People are already pursuing spiritual needs, but she has not even solved her own food and clothing problem.

This is the difference!
caused her extreme pain.

However, complaining again, Gu Liubai kept on stepping.Although the ghost man was careful, he did not point the wrong direction.

In front of him was a mountain range wrapped in mist, and the water vapor was so abundant that it seemed to condense into water droplets in the next second.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, wanting to see if the mist was similar to the black thread in her body, but someone suddenly picked it up from behind.

Looking back, I met a pair of blood-red eyes, it was too sudden, my heart missed a beat, and my brain couldn't remember anything for an instant.

After a few breaths, he took a closer look, only to find that the outer robe on the other party was the same as Wu Fu's.

The black robe wrapped her whole body, and shadows flowed around the corners of the skirt. When she looked closely, she found that it was covered with runes that she didn't recognize.

Gu Liubai came to his senses and bowed his hands: "Strong man, is there anything special about this black mist?"

"You can't touch that black mist." The voice sounded like rubbing against a concrete floor.

After the man dropped this sentence, he plunged into the fog.

Gu Liubai stood where he was, his heart swaying from side to side.

To touch, or not to touch?

The man said that she couldn't touch it, but people are strange creatures, the more they said no, the more they wanted to try.

Cautiously stretched out a finger into the mist, and felt nothing after staying for a few seconds.

She took out her hand, and found that there was only a dead black line left on the finger that was originally covered in flesh and blood, and a part of the black line was still covered with mist.

Meridians, bones, flesh and blood, all corroded clean.

(End of this chapter)