28~Memory Corridor

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"I'm so busy with grievances, are you really willing?" Under the cloak came the voice of a girl Ruo Huang Ying leaving the valley, Ruo Yin bell passing through running water.

"I can feel the long-lasting resentment and unwillingness. The place where the bones are buried is a few miles away, and there are no plants and trees. If your sanity is there, you must still be tortured, right?

On the bare soil, streaks -- a breeze without temperature.

"I can give you a chance, a chance for revenge... But there is no free food in this world, think clearly." The girl stretched out her slender palm and leaned over to hold a piece of damp mud in her palm.

"If you are willing to accept it, as a proof, you will break the longest treetop five meters away.

"Crack." The gentle wind was as sharp as a razor, cutting off the treetops without hesitation.

"Tick-tock-tick tick-tock. . . A cold touch blooms from the tip of the nose and spreads out - point - point, all over the body.

Tie Kui's head swayed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and water droplets were constantly magnifying in his field of vision.

"Tick" - the sound fell on the iron helmet crisply and overflowed into the cheek along the seam of the helmet.

In the dank and cold environment, Ji Bai, who was confused, quickly understood the current situation.

The wall of the strange castle was blasted open, and the bursting space vortex sucked him and others in. Under the squeeze of the space turbulence, his brain was more or less affected, and he was a little confused.

Ji Bai wasn't sure if he could think logically right now. In short, he didn't know if he had been stimulated and became stupid when traveling through time and space.

Standing up and lying on the floor with big characters is not good-looking.

Looking in the direction where the water droplets fell, there was a very strange plant growing right above him. down, in a downcast posture like a ripe red sorghum.

Unheard of plants, where is this place?

Ji Bai, who wanted to stand up, took a deep breath, and the pain was like a thin silver needle pierced into his bone marrow, and his internal organs were caught in a scorching flame. Burning, unbearable pain.

The brain is not clear, and the physical problems are almost forgotten by myself.

Estimating the time, the bloodshot has penetrated deep into his organs, as well as the heart, the blood vessels are exhausted, the body begins to lose activity, the blood delivery speed slows down, and the body becomes cold.

Along the way, did you stumble and stumble into Yiluozhou?

Looking at the cloud of light emitting a strange blue light in the mist-shrouded sky, and then glancing at the dilapidated stone walls around him, as well as the strange-looking plants, Ji Bai was sure that he was not in the desert.

It turns out that the so-called Yiluo Island is not in the desert in the strict sense, just because its entrance is in the Yiluo Desert.

In fact, Yiluozhou is an independent heteroplane space.

The turquoise sun in the sky told Ji Bai the answer.

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As early as when the spatial singularity appeared, the three of them might have been no longer in the desert, but no one noticed it.

The first instant when he was conscious, Ji Bai touched his waist, felt the touch of the metal blade, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Even in the current state, an opponent with a little strength can press him to the ground. Rubbing on the ground, the sense of security brought by the weapon is probably a kind of psychological comfort.

No wonder I feel that the flow of time is getting faster, and the original coordinates have long since left the material world.

And this seemingly innocuous factor was undoubtedly fatal to Ji Bai, who had little time left. His life was probably like that candle flickering in the wind and rain, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Ke'er, old..." Helplessly, he called out his companion's name over and over again. "Ke'er, Lao Huo? ... If you want to, squeak!"

How much he hoped to get that familiar response, but his hope was doomed to fail, it was almost a roar, and only a belated echo returned to him, and it seemed that he was the only one here.

Unbearable pain is often the most consuming of one's will, loneliness gradually ferments, every minute, every second, every breath is a torment that makes life worse than death.

To commit suicide may be a cowardly escape, and to continue to live may be a burden of humiliation.

Ji Baiyi once thought that he was fearless and determined, but these days when the desert came, pathological changes, supernatural phenomena, full of mysterious unknowns.

The old knight's will began to slump and decline. He was afflicted with pain and could not bear the tormenting pain.

The inner struggle to resist, and the physical pain is unbearable.

He wanted to draw a sword to kill himself, but was unwilling to endure the pain that should not belong to him. At this moment, he realized that he was not fearless.

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After all, he is just a human being of flesh and blood, and the curse thrown by the high-ranking species made him almost give up his belief, and he is not as good as living.

How weak, what a pitiful ant.

"Qiangqiang!" The silver sharp sword came out of the scabbard, his hands trembling, he clenched the sword, and then.

Viciously left bloodstains one after another on his arm.

The sharp [Silver Throne] was used for cutting, and the wound was so deep that it even hurt the bone.

"Ahhh! .. roar

With a bit of clarity, the knight leaned on his long sword, dragged his battered body, and glanced around with blurry vision.

Either die in the hands of the enemy, or commit suicide in front of a strong enemy. This kind of death is too useless, and I still can't accept it.

This is a resistance to fate, and it is also a resistance launched by an ant-like low-level species to a high-level species, even though it seems so insignificant.

The unreserved pain of self-mutilation could not even overwhelm the pain in his body. He staggered through this desolate ruin, accompanied by only the strange blue light in the sky, and the strange light that opened from the broken walls and ruins. plant.

These broken stone walls, even if they are broken, are taller than human city walls. It is difficult to imagine which race these dark city walls came from.

The staggering knight walked through the unrecognizable ruins, into the tall arches, and looking back, it seemed to be a courtyard, no, not a courtyard, a building of unimaginable scale. It's not a courtyard at all, it's more like a palace..

In front of these tall buildings, his figure seemed so insignificant, like a short-sighted mayfly, unable to understand this unpredictable and unpredictable world even after exhausting his imagination.

The words on the surface of the white stone wall have not yet been exhausted, and Ji Bai can feel the surging power contained in it, which is enough to make such a small and low-level species ashes disappear.

The imperial palace,...maybe. This is the mansion of some dignitaries. If you search inside, you may be able to find clues about the residents who used to be here.

Of course Ji Bai still remembers the rules of the game-

Although he didn't know how far he could go with this dilapidated body.

Speaking of which, it's not like he hasn't been to the palace's aristocratic mansion. The first time he went there, it was probably a surprise attack on the Duke's Mansion.

The Vampire Duke hurriedly responded to the enemy in a panic, the vampire soldiers had no time to reinforce, and he entered a very strange situation.

The sword that killed the duke by himself is somewhat mysterious now, as if he was suddenly blessed by something.

"Boom boom boom!!" The loud noise broke the silence in the ruins, and the stone door that flew out left a big dent on the wall.

Ji Bai turned around slowly, as if not surprised by the sudden change.

It would not be strange if anything appeared in the boundary of the suspected abandoned continent.

He clenched the sword in his hand, gave a knightly salute to the figure walking out of the smoke, and then...

He suddenly felt that the figure was a little familiar.

Under the red robe, the gentle and elegant-looking man grinned with a cruel smile.

"Long time no see, Your Excellency Knight, do you miss your old rival these days?

"Duke Vandro.... The eyes from the gap in the helmet were fixed on the figure that emerged from the smoke. "Why are you here??"

"Hahaha, why do you ask me why I am here??" The feminine man covered his face and laughed loudly, the corners of his mouth twitched. " of course

"It's lonely to be in hell alone. I've been looking for you. If I don't bring you into hell, I won't die willingly!" Duke Fanzhuo smiled evilly.

"Come on, Ji Bai! The last time you took advantage of this duke's weakest moment to make a sneak attack, this time is upright, let's see who killed whom this time??"

Ji Bai showed the [Silver Throne] without any nonsense, and the long sword slid across the air.

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"Bangbang!!" The long sword sparked on the armguard.

"It's disappointing, do you only have this ability, Ji Bai?" The feminine man looked at Ji Bai with trembling hands in contempt. "ended

The red robe behind him was raised, and like a powerful arm, Ji Bai flew out, and smashed against the stone wall from a distance, and there was no movement.

"Cough...the mouth is full of rust, and a few mouthfuls of dark red spilled out of the seam of the helmet, which was undoubtedly worse for the weak Ji Bai.

This is Duke Fanzhuo's awakening skill [Obliteration Robe], and it really was him..

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, hell is where you should go, come..." The feminine man approached slowly and opened his hands, as if hell had embraced him.

The lonely knight came to the end, knowing that he had no chance of winning, he used the last remaining strength, stood up tremblingly, and faced the enemy with integrity.

With the last courage, peacefully meet death.

On the spot, except for the bloodstains left by himself, where is the figure of Count Fanzhuo?

Ji Bai's eyes were dazed, and he searched for traces of the figure, but found nothing.

Disappeared, as if what happened just now was just his own illusion, but the pools of scarlet on the ground made him dare not doubt the authenticity of the truth.

If you are not dead, you have to go on the road.

He laboriously flipped through the upper-step-step stone steps, looked at the stone door that had collapsed for an unknown number of years, stepped over the high threshold, and walked into the room.

The lighting spell, even after countless epochs, has not been extinguished, the wick has been burning, and it continues to this day.

The entrance seems to be a slightly long aisle, lifelike murals, the text on the side notes exudes a soft light, and there is no violent energy overflow, and their use seems to be only for lighting.

The style of the frescoes is very special, not like the oil painting style in the Gulan ruins, but more like a sense of realism, so much so that

The sense of realism hits the door.

The creatures depicted are peculiar, .... a two-winged dragon.

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Unlike those ambiguous descriptions and fabrications, the dragons on these frescoes are lifelike, with various physical details and physical features very clear, as if the sculptor had actually seen such creatures.

It is the dragon itself who carves these murals.

This memory-like corridor seems to have no end. In it, the number of dragons is gradually increasing, and the murals seem to record the rise and fall of the entire race.

The history on the murals is very heavy, and it gave Ji Bai a feeling that the content recorded in these murals is true, and it truly records the rise and fall of the dragon race, a prosperous race. The whole process.

It can be vaguely inferred that the historical origin of the dragon family can even be traced back to the first era. The ninth mural is suspected to be the first era 'Battle of the Gods' mentioned in the mythology. It is suspected that the gods of various races are standing in different corners, confront each other.

Located in the center of the promenade, - an unknown race desecrated the dragon's totem, and was brutally revenge by the dragon,

The dragons cursed them, turned them into ugly lizards, and trapped them in a barren land where they could not survive for generations. At this point, the history of the Argonians began.

Not only that, the second era after the war of the gods was the most prosperous period of the dragon race. They fought everywhere, enslaved the Quartet, and surrendered wherever they went. There are buildings left by them almost everywhere in the world.

Naturally, why there is a dragon in the history of each race, because they have been enslaved or defeated by the dragon race, the myth will naturally express this.

One after another - an ancient secret is uncovered, and incredible information fills its barren knowledge.

The corridor came to an end.

Strangely enough, the Dragons praised their own prosperity, but seldom mentioned their own decline.

The last mural stayed in a crusade. The looming dragon tail in the woods proved that the dragons had indirectly participated in the battle. After that, the promenade came to an end.

It turns out that Yiluo Island and Yiluo Desert were once the territory of the Dragon Race.

How did the vampire archduke who was killed by himself appear here? ? Are there any other vampires here? Since the dead Fanzhuo appeared, is it possible for her to...

The wind blows at this moment.

Ji Bai walked out of the corridor room, came to the courtyard, and raised his head consciously.

On the eaves of the tall inner palace, the pure white silver hair was raised in the wind, and the petite figure was so familiar...

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