Unlucky black cat

Eight, eight eight, eight eight eight, eight eight eight eight.

Looking at the boy standing quietly by a wall.

Guan Xiner collapsed on the ground.

He then moved backwards a few meters on his hands and knees.

Eight-armed boy!

She was the earliest person to wake up among ordinary people.

As for Sanqianyuan and Wei San.

It disappeared the moment he entered the door.

The boy with eight arms.

She spoke quietly and repeated what Guan Xiner called her.

Jiang Sheng nodded understandingly.

Indeed, some people like to call me that. But my real name is actually Jiang Sheng. In addition, I am not a boy. I should be a cat demon.

...

The air around was silent for a long time.

Jiang Sheng did not take any further action.

Until Guan Xiner's mood gradually calmed down under the young man's gaze.

The woman lowered her head timidly, and even wriggled her lips in response.

Yes, really.

Anyway, we have no ill intentions towards you.

A few seconds later, Xing Tai, who was sitting in front of a porch, spoke and added.

Otherwise, you won't wake up at all.

Yes, this is an indisputable reality.

Figured this out.

Guan Xiner also relaxed her heart a little.

Then, where are we?

As she spoke, the woman carefully observed her surroundings.

Nearby, there should be the streets of an ancient city.

There are ancient buildings with strange styles on both sides.

Underfoot is also the simplest loess road.

When the wind blows, smoke and dust will rise.

The cross-dresser who was traveling with her was lying on the ground in a mess.

None of them have woken up yet.

I don't know when I will wake up.

Looking up, you can see the distant landscape looming.

Like fog.

It's like there is smoke covering everything.

Guan Xiner couldn't see the scenery in the distance clearly.

Or rather.

She couldn't see anything more than a hundred meters away.

Only some hazy shadows can be seen.

And some, unspeakable fear.

This is hell.

Finally, Jiang Sheng opened his mouth and gave her an answer.

It knew that Guan Xiner couldn't see the world here clearly.

Because the spirits and disasters nearby are extremely abundant.

Even if it weren't for Jiang Sheng, he used formations to disperse the surrounding disasters in advance.

Ordinary people like Guan Xiner.

I'm afraid they can't survive now.

That's right, Jiang Sheng dispersed the disaster nearly a hundred meters away from it.

The purpose is to allow ordinary people to survive.

Otherwise, based on the original massive disaster.

It was enough for them to die suddenly in misfortune and illusion.

hell!?

After listening to Jiang Sheng's answer, Guan Xin'er shuddered and exclaimed.

In other words, it's the ghost country, the underworld.

Jiang Sheng calmly put his hands on a stone wall.

There is something strange and mysterious hidden in the wall.

It was obvious that the stones it was composed of were not really stones.

Rather, it is a substance composed of spiritual power and disaster transformation.

Of course, you can call this place paradise if you like.

Xing Tai, who was sitting aside, joked.

All in all, we have probably arrived in another world.

Gudu.

The frightened Guan Xiner sat there blankly.

Then he swallowed hard.

Then, can we still go back?

Hard to say.

Jiang Sheng put down his arms helplessly.

But I'm thinking of a way. Also, we have to wait for your companions to wake up before we start to act.

Yes, yes, we have to act together.

Guan Xiner, whose brain was overloaded, muttered to herself.

Seeing this, Jiang Sheng sighed slowly.

Then he silently stepped forward and placed his right hand on Guan Xiner's forehead.

At the same time, a calming spell was cast on the opponent.

Relax, relax, trust me, I will ensure your safety. Now, tell me, what is your name. And, why are you staying with Sanqianyuan?

I……

Guan Xiner looked up blankly.

She looked into the cat demon's eyes.

Look at those red-pink, beautiful and dazzling pupils.

And the other person's gentle expression, and those two thin lips.

Finally his breathing gradually slowed down.

My name is Guan Xiner. I don't know Three Thousand Resentments. The reason why I came here is because I participated in an event...

…

Time passed by minute by minute.

Hoo...

Outside the barrier built by Jiang Sheng.

A ghostly figure dragging a knife lingers repeatedly.

Its eyes were wide open, its neck was thick, sewage was flowing from the corners of its mouth, and its skin was blue and black.

It was obvious that it was considering whether to enter the barrier.

But in the end, the ghost still dragged the knife and temporarily retreated into the deserted city.

The gods, demons and ghosts in this world basically have no clear consciousness.

Although they originally may have existed.

But under the erosion of disasters and endless wear and tear.

Most consciousness descends into madness.

Only the most primitive instinct remains.

They will hunt each other, devour each other, use their own spiritual power to build their bodies, and even build their own ghost kingdom.

But they just can’t communicate with each other.

Like a slightly intelligent beast.

Yes, it’s exactly what Three Thousand Resentments said.

Wraiths are entities that can use nothingness to affect reality.

Then, above the resentful spirit, there is an existence that can use nothingness to create reality.

They can create bodies for themselves.

You can create a fictional residence for yourself.

They're extremely powerful, but that's it.

Unable to leave this desolate world.

…

boom!

Bah!

In the boundless wilderness.

With three thousand resentments, his hands pressed down.

The wind and sand revealed twists and turns.

A flying bird with a wingspan of hundreds of meters was knocked to the ground by invisible gravity.

Then it shattered into a pile of minced meat.

half an hour.

Even with the help of eight resentful spirits.

Three Thousand Resentments also took half an hour.

Just killed a monster.

Hi, hoo.

Wait until the young man takes out a piece of talisman paper.

Countless amounts of black mist and spiritual power emerged.

They pour yellow talismans from the corpses of flying birds.

Wrapped with strong greed, anger and resentment.

So, this is the god and demon you are talking about.

Wei San looked around with lingering fear.

On both sides, there are deep ditches and potholes of hundreds of meters.

Those were the traces left by Three Thousand Resentments when they fought against the strange bird.

How could it be? It's just an owl.

Sanqian smiled and shook his head.

Its strength is at most comparable to that of the Drought Demon. How can it be regarded as a god and demon? It is just a legend to break the sky.

A legend, that’s all.

Listening to such arrogant speech, Wei San couldn't help but take a breath.

Is this monster considered dead now?

die?

Sanqianqian raised his eyebrows lightly.

So, but not really. Because after a few years or decades, it will be reborn in a corner of this land, and then grow again by waiting and devouring other monsters.

Speaking of which.

Three Thousand Resentments had already raised his head and looked towards the sky.

In short, according to my understanding, this so-called world is an endless hunting ground.