Shut Up! I Am Not a Sea King!

The roof, which was still intact just now, has disappeared, revealing the dark sky outside.

The cold wind is blowing from the roof.

Not only that.

The remaining eaves and walls are also like melting white wax, gradually melting and disappearing.

Liu Menghan was dumbfounded.

What's the matter?

Xianqiaoqiao and Xia Dongli also noticed something was wrong, but after seeing the melting room, they were also at a loss.

"hold head high!?"

suddenly.

Yan Baji, the aggrieved moon beast suddenly stood up, as if it had discovered something, and looked around with its dark red dragon pupils, revealing unconcealable joy and excitement.

It soars into the air.

A faint red mist filled the air, instantly enveloping the other people in the house.

Before Liu Menghan and the others could react, the world had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The dim sky was covered with a layer of light and eerie red.

A crimson blood moon was high above.

And the house that was still slowly melting just now has completely disappeared.

Look around.

All the buildings in the entire city of vain death have disappeared.

At first glance.

Like a large, bare, pale white platform.

But Liu Menghan's gaze was soon attracted by another matter.

She looked up.

Staring at the black-haired man standing in mid-air in the distance, his eyes widened suddenly.

The black-haired man stands in the air.

Xuanpao.

ink hair.

The back and profile are so familiar.

He looked back.

The cold pupils suddenly looked over with strange indifference.

this look.

As if blowing under the Nine Netherworld, the wind that condenses the stars and the sea.

Let Liu Menghan's soul freeze.

......

......

Dead city.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion.

Xing Zhan gulped down his wine.

After a few days, he was completely drunk.

Not far from him.

It was the servant of the mansion who was timid and fearful.

Do not know why.

Xing Zhan, who returned a few days ago, suddenly changed his temperament.

Not only drank alcohol to dispel worries.

In just a few days, most of the servants in the city lord's mansion were killed due to various reasons.

Although Xing Zhan's temper is not good.

But it was the first time that he killed someone without saying anything like this.

These days.

All the servants of the City Lord's Mansion in the City of Death are walking on thin ice. They are afraid that they will die in Huangquan because of some problems, and their souls will return to the Santu River, becoming a miserable ghost.

Snapped!

He smashed the empty wine jar into pieces, Xing Zhan fished it with his backhand, but took an empty wine jar.

He was furious: "Asshole! Where's my wine!?"

There was a dead silence in the city lord's mansion.

No one responded.

"What about people!?"

"You bloody bastards? Why don't you serve wine to the city lord?!"

The angry roar resounded through the sky, echoing over the entire City Lord's Mansion.

But no matter how the criminal war roared, no one responded.

"You bastard, are you all dead!? Why don't you serve wine to the city lord soon!?"

Dead silence.

Still no response.

The drunk Xing Zhan suddenly became angry.

A terrifying momentum erupted suddenly, and a huge wave of air lifted the eaves above, and the pale bricks and tiles fell to the ground with a loud crackling sound.

but.

After the chaotic broken sound, everything fell into a new dead silence.

At this time.

Even Xing Zhan, who was dizzy because of drunkenness, finally noticed something was wrong.

A shake of the head.

The drunkenness of the past few days dissipated, and the drowsy mind regained its former sobriety.

The ghosts scattered.

Xing Zhan instantly understood why no one responded to how he shouted.

It turned out that at some point, he was the only one left in the entire City Lord's Mansion.

Who is playing tricks?

After a short thought, Xing Zhan shook his head and took out his weapon.

A huge Fangtian painted halberd.

He sneered and stepped out of the room.

Although he didn't know which life-or-death guy was doing the trouble, he was not afraid at all.

In Huangquan.

He is the strongest standing above the other six city lords.

Except for the monster ferryman, no one is his opponent.

It seems that he has not made a move for too long, and some people have forgotten his terror.

Now there are people who dare to trouble him, they simply don't take him seriously.

however.

When Xing Zhan stepped out of the house, what greeted him was not an enemy, a sharp weapon, or a threat.

All he faced was——

silence.

Deathly silence.

silent.

No interest.

Even the wind fell silent at this moment.

Can't make a sound.

In the huge city, there are only a few voices born from the criminal warfare operation.

soon.

Even this little sound was gradually swallowed up in the dead silence.

Criminal warfare has an illusion.

like.

The sky is dead, the earth is dead, and the wind is dead.

Even the dead city under his feet is dead.

And he was the next to die.

this moment.

An invisible fear strangled his throat in an instant.