Chapter 4579 Like Crying and Laughing, Weird Game

"Who?!"

Jian Wushuang turned his head abruptly and looked behind him.

Behind him, there is a pitch-black deck, and there is nothingness in sight.

"Husband, what's the matter with you?"

Leng Rushuang held Jian Wushuang's hand and asked in doubt.

Jian Wushuang didn't reply, but frowned tightly.

Just now, he heard a strange low laughter behind his ears.

But when he looked back, he saw nothing.

"Shuang'er, did you hear laughter just now?"

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, looked at Leng Rushuang and asked.

"Huh? Laughter?"

Leng Rushuang couldn't help being taken aback when she heard the words, then shook her head and replied, "No. Husband, have you been too nervous lately?"

"Is it?"

Jian Wushuang frowned, then looked around again, but found nothing unusual.

Could it be that I heard wrong?

"Probably so."

Jian Wushuang smiled wryly, and sighed lightly.

Recently, he has been under too much pressure.

"Okay, let's go into the cabin, I'm afraid this passage is a little weird."

After thinking about it, Jian Wushuang suggested.

"it is good."

Leng Rushuang nodded.

"Heck~ heck heck."

Just when Jian Wushuang was holding Leng Rushuang, he was about to turn his head and walked towards the cabin.

That eerie low laughter sounded in Jian Wushuang's ear again, like a ghost whispering in his ear!

This time, Jian Wushuang heard it clearly!

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold. With his super perceptual ability now, it is possible that he misheard once because his mind was too tense, but it is absolutely impossible to mishear the second time!

next moment!

"God's eyes, open!"

Countless qi and blood surged and gathered in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

In an instant, the light in Jian Wushuang's eyes soared by three inches, and a purple mark of the word 'Chuan' appeared between his brows, like a flame beating.

His face was expressionless and his eyes swept across.

However, the result disappointed him.

Still nothing.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang's face couldn't help but gradually became solemn, holding Leng Rushuang with his left hand, and quietly holding the hilt of Tailuo Shenjian with his right hand.

Feeling the warmth from the hilt of the Tailuo Divine Sword, Jian Wushuang felt a little relieved.

He stared so hard ahead that he didn't notice.

In the darkness behind him, a pair of wrinkled hands with dry skin stretched out silently and patted his shoulder tremblingly.

hiss! ! !

In an instant, Jian Wushuang's eyes were fixed, and he turned his head to look in an instant.

Behind him, the pale 'Leng Rushuang' was looking at him with a sly smile.

"Shuang'er?"

Jian Wushuang frowned, isn't Leng Rushuang beside him?

"wrong!"

Jian Wushuang suddenly looked sideways again,

I saw Leng Rushuang looking at 'Leng Rushuang' who appeared behind the two of them with a horrified expression. '

Two as cold as frost!

"Are you... looking for me?"

'Leng Rushuang' looked at Jian Wushuang with a sly smile, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened...until the whole mouth reached behind the ear, revealing a bloody mouth!

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Jian Wushuang's eyes.

"court death!"

Jian Wushuang's brows turned cold, and the Tailuo Divine Sword, which had been holding the hilt in his right hand, was instantly unsheathed, turned into a stunning white rainbow, and slashed forward fiercely!

Before the sword was struck, I saw 'Cold as Frost' like a melting candle, the eyes, nose, and mouth began to melt rapidly, and in just a few breaths, they turned into a puddle of viscous white liquid on the ground .

"Cluck~~clack~~~"

The weird sound of crying and laughing gradually faded away.

After a while, the deck of the spaceship turned into a group of dead silence again.

Jian Wushuang withdrew the Tailuo Excalibur, frowning for a while.

Did something weird appear before actually entering the land of grief?

"Husband, what is that?"

Leng Rushuang asked with some lingering shock.

"I don't know, it's probably transformed by the spirits of this place of grief."

Jian Wushuang shook his head and said.

clatter clatter.

At this moment, the cabin door was opened, and Supreme Blood Wave hurried up.

"Palace Master, something happened."

Xuebo Supreme said with a serious expression.

"What happened?"

Jian Wushuang's eyelids jumped.

"Palace Master, you will know as soon as you come."

After finishing speaking, Xuebo Supreme took Jian Wushuang and walked towards the cabin where the disciples of the Palace of Life were resting.

After a while, Jian Wushuang arrived at the cabin.

I saw a disciple of the Palace of Life lying on a bed, and the Supreme Axe, the Supreme Tianyi, the King of Nine Tribulations and others were standing beside them, all with extremely ugly expressions.

"Palace Master."

"Palace Master."

Seeing Jian Wushuang approaching, Juxue Zhizun and others all turned their heads and said.

Jian Wushuang nodded towards them as a response, without talking nonsense, he walked directly towards the disciple.

I saw this disciple of the Life God Palace's fifth level master cultivation base, who was being tightly bound on the bed by the blood binding technique of the blood wave supreme.

The disciple's pupils were dilated, his face was pale, and the expression on his face was indescribably strange.

"Cluck~~clack~~"

He obviously didn't open his mouth, but there was a sound of crying and laughter coming from his throat.

And he seemed to be in a daze, he didn't notice it at all, he just opened his eyes blankly.

"It's that laugh again."

Jian Wushuang's face became ugly, and a bad premonition filled his heart.

"let me see."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang strode forward.

"Photo."

Stretching out his finger, Jian Wushuang tapped on the disciple's forehead.

Just when Jian Wushuang was about to release his divine power to probe his body.

Boom! ! !

The disciple, who was still like a walking corpse and looked stupid, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Jian Wushuang's wrist.

"You came......"

"come quickly...."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Clack...clack..."

A strange crying-like laughter came from the disciple's throat.

Immediately afterwards, the scene where Jian Wushuang met on the deck was repeated.

I saw this disciple's body, like a fast-burning candle, starting from the hair, melting little by little, turning into a puddle of sticky white foam.

"Damn it!"

Immediately, Jian Wushuang's face became extremely gloomy.

eccentric!

So weird!

He had thought that the Land of Sadness would be very dangerous, and he was even mentally prepared to fight, even if he died in battle.

But he did not expect that this place of grief would be so strange.

Visible danger, no matter how powerful it is, is not scary.

There is always a way to deal with it.

However, the strange phenomenon that appeared in the Land of Sadness is invisible and intangible, and there is no trace to be found.

The unknown is always the hardest thing to deal with.

"What about the other disciples? Is there anything unusual?"

Jian Wushuang turned his head, looked at the Xuebo Supreme and the others, and said with a somewhat unsightly expression.

Xuebo Zhizun and others also had a bad face. A disciple of the Palace of Life died in front of their eyes, but they couldn't even catch a trace, let alone a solution.

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