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Fang Shiyi thought to himself, strange.

It was clearly what happened to his ancestors thousands of years ago, and he actually felt the same way. Fear and grief overwhelmed his mind for a moment, and the world around him was like a mirror, which was shattered into countless pieces with a bang. Countless pictures are reflected.

The memory seems to be disturbed, and when the eyes are clear again, the memory seems to have jumped off a cliff, from the prosperous Fang family's ancestral house to the temporary tent.

There was a man kneeling in front of him, with his head lowered: "Patriarch, a group of monsters that have never been seen before suddenly appeared three hundred miles away from Yungu, and they are attacking quickly!"

Fang Mantang hummed——Fang Shiyi was confused in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he still recognized the voice of an adult man.

He was sitting on a chair, seemingly injured, with a faint smell of blood permeating the air. A sword was lying on his lap, and he was wiping it carefully with a cloth.

After wiping the sword, Fang Mantang stood up, and when he was about to go out, his footsteps stopped, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and asked the other person: "Obviously... have you found my little black snake?"

The person he asked was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "No. Eldest Young Master, I have lost this for a few years, maybe I returned to Cangshan Mountain."

"Tsk, little white-eyed wolf," Fang Mantang murmured, "It's so delicious and delicious, it's so long that it ran away before it could be used for stewing soup."

The corner of the servant's mouth twitched—co-author, you plan to raise it to make soup!

Can you not run away!

After leaving the tent, thousands of monks were already waiting outside.Fang Mantang glanced over and raised his hand: "Front team follow me, the others are in their old positions."

"Yes!"

Hundreds of elite monks who knew the strengths and weaknesses of the Yaozu best came out in an array, dressed in robes with the Fang family pattern.Fang Mantang didn't say much, and with a wave of his hand, the cultivators followed him with their swords in silence, and flew towards the place where the monster clan was found.

Fang Shiyi thought boredly: That so-called little black snake is a dragon, and it is rumored that there is a black dragon in the Eastern Sea of ​​Bitterness... The thing that the ancestor picked up must be that black dragon.

Both the black dragon and the evil dragon were not born in nature, but were born from a few big monsters who were born in chaos. It is estimated that they can't tell who their parents are, and they don't know how to determine their relationship.

After thinking about it a lot, the figure of the monster clan attacking in the distance has been vaguely seen.Dark clouds were at the top, the wind was howling, and there was a person standing among the clouds above the dome.

Fang Mantang let out a "huh", took out a fan from somewhere, fanned it casually, and looked around.

A man in black stood among the clouds, his face was blurred for a moment, then became clear again.

The moment he saw it clearly, Fang Shiyi's mind went blank.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness was shaken, and with a last glance, Fang Shiyi saw the man looking over and smiled towards him.

Not only the face is exactly the same as Meng Mingchao.

It even looks like a smile.

The feeling of suffocation was gone when I woke up.

Fang Shiyi opened his eyes and found that he was still in the sea of ​​suffering...to be exact, at the bottom of the sea.

The bottom of the sea was dark and silent, with no other breath of the living.Lying on a boulder, he was surprised to find that he could breathe freely in the bitter sea.

Don't talk about breathing. Usually, when you fall into the sea, you will remember the pain and suffering of this life. When has this sea been so gentle.

Fang Shiyi hissed lightly, took out the fire talisman from his arms, rubbed his fingers together, and the flame lit up.He looked around by the light of the fire, sat up, and heard a familiar voice behind him: "Brother, you're awake."

Suddenly, Fang Shiyi was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He turned around and saw Meng Mingchao sitting behind him with a smile on his eyes.

Fang Shiyi couldn't help thinking of what he had just seen.

... The person standing in the clouds, that indescribably familiar feeling, and the exact same face.

It's not that this skin is too beautiful, the monsters like to walk with this skin, right?

Fang Shiyi shook his head amusedly, and looked at the invisible top: "Why did you come down too? Where is the man in black robe? Eggy and Mingming are on the boat, are they all right?"

Meng Mingchao's movements were slightly stagnant, and he replied slowly: "Yes."

"The spiritual power can't come out." Fang Shiyi sensed it, and frowned, "Ming Chao, how about you?"

"Too."

Fang Shiyi paused and looked back at him.In the faint firelight, that delicate and beautiful face was so pale that it was almost transparent, with curved eyes.

Inexplicably, there is an unexplainable evil spirit overflowing.

Fang Shiyi stretched his hand into his bosom: "It doesn't matter, there are other ways to leave without spiritual power."

"Why did you leave?" Meng Ming tilted his head.

Fang Shiyi took out a handful of talismans from his bosom, and stretched them one by one: "Why don't you leave?"

"Brother, don't you still want to find the sea spirit of bitterness?" Meng Mingchao smiled, "I'm afraid I can't cross this sea. The end of the so-called sea of ​​bitterness is probably the bottom of the sea."

Fang Shiyi clicked on the talisman: "...That's right. Where should I go?"

Meng Mingchao got up and walked slowly, holding Fang Shiyi's hand.His fingers were cold, as if he had been frozen in the ice for decades, Fang Shiyi shuddered, and just about to withdraw his hand, he was forced to open his five fingers and interlock them.

"There may be any danger down there, brother, follow me closely."

Fang Shiyi glanced at him, frowned, and after a while, he hummed lightly, held up the fire talisman, and followed him down the boulder.

Sure enough, there were no living things on the bottom of the sea.

Fang Shiyi murmured: "I don't even have a fish, what should I do if I'm hungry."

"Brother, are you hungry?"

Fang Shiyi was about to answer when he suddenly stepped on something hard.He swallowed his answer, pulled Meng Mingchao, squatted down and poked over with a fire talisman—just happened to come face to face with a skull.

"..."

"..."

Fang Shiyi and him stared at each other for a long while, silently moved his foot away, and stretched out his hand to straighten his head: "Excuse me."

When he straightened up again, Fang Shiyi flipped through his hands and took out a few more fire talismans, and stuffed a few more into Meng Mingchao's hand: "Tap it, so as not to step on others again."

Meng Ming flashed a smile in his eyes, nodded, the fire became bigger, and the range of visibility also increased. The layers of rotten bones on the ground could no longer stand being stepped on, and would shatter into slag with a light foot.

Hidden among the mud and bone residues, there are still many treasures, the low-quality ones are already rusted, and they follow the owner on this seabed without seeing the sun.

Fang Shiyi sighed slightly: "They are all people who have been swallowed by the sea of ​​bitterness."

There are people who are both good and evil, and today when the righteous way and the evil way fought to the death, the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness was a place of execution.The arrested monk's spiritual power was locked, and he was thrown into the sea of ​​bitterness. He tasted all the sufferings of the seven emotions and six desires, and died on the bottom of the sea.

Fang Shiyi led Meng Mingchao, carefully avoiding those bones. Fortunately, the sea of ​​bitterness is not like the ancient battlefield, it does not imprison people's souls. These unlucky ghosts who have been dead for an unknown number of years have probably been reincarnated as humans.

"Brother, why do you want to avoid it?" Meng Mingchao also thought of this, and asked in confusion, "Anyway, there is no remnant soul attached to it."

Fang Shiyi tut: "Think about it, if I die here, my soul is reincarnated, but the bones are left here for people to trample on, would I be happy?"

Meng Mingchao smiled lightly.

"What the hell is the bitter sea spirit?" Fang Shiyi murmured, "There is nothing on the bottom of the sea except for a legendary monster. Could it be some kind of treasure guarded by the monster?"

There was no response from the dark seabed.

After a while, Meng Mingchao said leisurely: "I can't tell."

Ahead is a sea cave.

Fang Shiyi squinted his eyes, thinking, what are you talking about?

He pulled his hand, but still couldn't pull it out, suppressed his thoughts, and raised his chin: "Go in."

The cave is deep and long, and there are no traps on the road. When you walk to the end, it turns out to be an open-air cave, except for a wide stone bed, there is nothing else.

Fang Shiyi frowned and glanced around, was silent for a while, and asked coldly: "Now you can say, why did you bring me here? Senior."

"Meng Mingchao" didn't seem surprised, instead he smiled brightly: "Ah, I was discovered."

The talisman that Fang Shiyi had been sticking to the palm of his hand went away at the sound, but was cut off by his wrist halfway.

"It's an accident to use the same trick once, but it's fun to use it twice." He pinched Fang Shiyi, forced him to push him onto the stone bed, and smiled slightly. "Do it again, and it will be a bit boring. Don't you think so? Teacher, Brother."

As soon as Fang Suyi entered the sea of ​​bitterness, he couldn't use his spiritual power, and scolded his mother a few times in his heart: "What do you want to do? Kill me?"

"How can I bear it? Although you mercilessly pierced my heart with a sword, I still can't bear you."

He bent down and pressed on Fang Shiyi, as if sighing.Vines broke out from the stone bed, and Fang Shiyi's hands were tied tightly above his head. He had a bad premonition: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course it's doing what your little brother wants to do the most. If he didn't force me to be stripped out, he might have already attacked you, silly brother." The black-robed man stroked his face gently, "Whether Thousands of years ago, or a few years ago... all we want to do is, fuck you."

Fang Shiyi's chest felt cold, and his clothes were torn.His mind was so confused that he didn't even have time to think about the words of the man in black. Before he opened his mouth to speak, his lips were blocked.

Mother.

Fang Suiyi was struck by lightning, his scalp was numb, and his breath was trembling as he struggled.

The man in black seemed to like seeing him like this, and let him go slowly. Just about to make fun of him, Fang Shiyi murmured unconsciously: "...Obviously, save me."

The man in black was breathless, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked cautiously, "Who are you calling?"

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