Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 545 The man in white: I succeeded...

Ying Muzhi Yun finished speaking calmly.

The pale strange-colored eyes looked around the entire island again.

He didn't say it.

In his field of vision, all the corpses he saw... were himself.

the whole island.

There are countless Ying Muzhi, wearing all kinds of costumes.

Or stand or stand.

Almost all of these men's handsome faces were stained with crimson or bright red blood.

All kinds of horrific wounds run through their bodies, faces, and clothes.

Some had half-closed eyes, while others stared straight at Ying Muzhi with a pair of light-colored pupils.

There was a shocking smile in those eyes that had lost their vitality.

Being stared at by countless corpses of oneself, such a scene is so eerie and eerie.

If someone could see it, they would be so frightened that they would pass out on the spot.

However, Ying Muzhi seemed to be watching an ordinary scene, his handsome face was only calm and indifferent.

His thin lips curled up slightly, with a shallow arc.

The eyes of the distant mountains of different colors are dizzy, like the calm and vastness of the high mountains.

Ying Mu moved his gaze inch by inch, and finally fixed his eyes on the corpse closest to him.

The position where the corpse was sitting cross-legged happened to be in a place that Ying Muzhi would have overlooked.

So, I didn't notice it just now.

This corpse was the only corpse with a different appearance on the entire island.

A man in a white shirt sits cross-legged.

Under the blood-red setting sun, his whole body was coated with a layer of light red light.

On the contrary, it showed an extraordinarily peaceful aura.

Among all the corpses on the island, he was the only one with no blood stains on his face and no wounds or scratches on his body.

Even at this moment, the man in white didn't have any breath of life left on him.

He gave people the impression that he was like the bright moon in the sky, cold and holy.

Ying Muzhi frowned slightly, carefully looking at the only different corpse.

He was sure.

I have never seen this person myself.

or……

He is not human.

While Ying Muzhi was looking at the corpse, the man in white had lost his breath of life.

Actually opened his eyes.

In an instant, a golden light fell on Ying Muzhi from the eyes of the man in white.

Four eyes facing each other.

Ying Muzhi heard the words spoken by the man in white.

"...I finally succeeded..."

Ying Muzhi frowned.

Although the man's tone of voice was calm, he couldn't hide his fatigue and pain.

Ying Muzhi didn't know how he felt it.

But there is no reason, can be sure.

When that pale golden brilliance was reflected in Ying Mu's eyes, something seemed to fall into his mind.

Going down, buried to the deepest point.

"Ying is pretty?!"

"The one?!"

Yin Mang stretched out his left hand, and shook it twice in front of Ying Muzhi's eyelids.

"Ok?"

Ying Muzhi responded with a dazed expression.

The moment he raised his eyes, the figure of the man in white who was closest to him floated into the void.

It's like a statue that has been weathered for thousands of years.

When the wind blows, it turns into crumbs.

And in front of him, the corpses on the entire island still had weird smiles on their faces.

looked over at him.

"...what's there?"

The girl's brisk and pleasant words reached Ying Muzhi's ears.

"Why do you keep staring there?"

Yin Mang and Bai Er kept staring at the place where the man in white was sitting just now, but they couldn't see anything.

(End of this chapter)