Go out and turn left

Chapter 99 The Peach Blossom Land is Foggy (End)

On a bright sunny day, the scorching sun hangs high in the blue, and a few clouds float around, which is very pleasant.

A small figure moved between the mountain roads, muttering in his mouth, and the vaguely audible content seemed to be mixed with peach blossoms.

Finally, he stopped in his tracks, with uncontrollable surprise and excitement in his expression.

"This is the Peach Blossom Spring he was talking about?" He moved a little hurriedly, as if he was affected by the change in his inner mood.

He searched around the creek, and soon afterward his face was covered with more and more excitement and interest.

It's like the curiosity you had before discovering a shocking secret.

He stood in the middle of the boat, sliding violently, and the boat moved accordingly.

Gradually, the boat touched the shore and shook slightly backwards.

Standing tall and straight, his posture was slightly unstable.

But he didn't seem to care about his current appearance at all, and got off the boat very quickly.

Seeing the peach blossom trees in front of him, he let out a wanton laugh.

The petals dyed light pink floated with the swaying wind, and slid to the ground little by little.

There are a few patches of weird red mixed in it.

But he didn't seem to notice at all. He was immersed in his emotions, muttering words, and suddenly paused.

Words with doubts came out of his mouth, and his brows even frowned.

Looking in that direction and muttering to himself.

"What is this? How can there be such a trace?"

It turned out that the place where his eyes touched was slightly different from the gentleness of the surrounding land.

That small piece collapsed slightly, and even the color of the soil became deeper.

As if someone took something away from that area.

The doubt in his eyes didn't stay for long, replaced by curiosity about new things and an unknown certainty.

He walked up step by step, following the direction of the source of the stream.

Then he found a small opening.

It looked extremely narrow, and not a single ray of light penetrated from it.

He stretched out his hand to touch the wall outside the cave, but his fingers in the air unexpectedly touched a barrier.

He took a few steps back hastily.

His face was a little pale, and his eyes hesitated between his hands and the black hole.

Standing there blankly for a long time, he walked in once after noticing anything unusual.

This time his hands no longer touched the walls on either side of the cave entrance, but boldly placed them in that black void.

Obviously there was nothing, but he clearly felt that something was blocking him.

With his lips pursed tightly, he patted vigorously in the air.

There was no response.

He took a few steps back, groping with a big hand in his big sleeve, as if he was looking for something.

As soon as the movement of his hands stopped, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly took out a small jar.

With firmness in his face, he said in a calm tone, "I think I have traveled for a long time, have I seen any strange things?"

He twisted the small jar with his hands, and then a bright red liquid came into view.

Holding the jar in both hands, he stared straight at the black nothingness and swung it down, accompanied by his half-spoken words.

"Pure black dog blood, I'm afraid that I won't get in--ahhh!"

A shrill scream came from his mouth, and his expression was already extremely pale.

I saw such a picture reflected in the dark pupils.

A group of people with dull faces waved their long black nails, their sharp teeth protruded from their lips, and their eyes were full of blood red.

He froze in place, terrified.

A faint wisp of black mist wrapped around his eyebrows, and then disappeared deep into it.

A can of black dog blood was splashed in the void, but it seemed to exist on the mirror surface, and the little blood flowed vertically.

It's so weird.

He finally realized that he was moving, and hurriedly ran towards the way he came.

But he didn't notice that there was a very inconspicuous crack on the mirror surface.

……

In 376, Liu Ziji died.

　Well, the world is officially over

　　The next world is suspenseful
　　
　
(End of this chapter)