No warning.

In the room where Runan An woke up, there was a crisp sound of rupture suddenly in the air.

The sound was very harsh.

A big crack appeared out of thin air between the empty smoke and dust. Then, a completely decayed hand stretched out from it.

Then, the sound of shattering continued to sound.

With the flash of a blue-purple light, a huge hole broke into the entire space.

A blood-red light blade that was about to reach more than three meters long stretched out.

The Nether Split Ghost Blade.

The ghost knife created by the cracked ghost eyes.

Nowadays, only the only one who can use this ghost knife...

That indescribable terrifying face completely emerged from the shattered air.

He let out a low roar and then revealed his body.

The still luxurious brocade robe is not in line with this body that has been dead for thousands of years.

The dead soul of the evil space, the soul of the prince Huanyuan.

Then, his body floated towards the door where Runanan left and entered another room.

Everything returned to silence, and the cracks in the air began to gradually recover.

About ten minutes passed.

Suddenly, another hand broke through the crack!

A beautiful figure quickly stepped into the space, and she fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

His face was as pale as paper.

"Finally... come in..."

Ajing covered her chest and struggled to stand up.

"This... should be the place where Runanan was sent in..."

Lu Xiaoming...

That is... the name of Ajing's previous life.

After her mother died three years ago, she was gradually entangled in some strange dreams. In the dream, her name was Lu Xiaoming. She later used this name as a pseudonym for serving as the leader of the Ghost Eye Sect.

Recently, her memories of her previous life have gradually revived.

Guishui Island, an area that was once far away from the Central Plains.

The Tang Dynasty has embarked on its final path to destruction.

As land annexation became more and more intense, peasant uprisings continued to break out. The corrupt rule of the Tang Dynasty was already in danger, and in the midst of chaos, Xiaoming's tribe members chose to migrate overseas.

They chose this Guishui Island as their place to live.

A deserted island facing the sea and isolated from the outside world. The tribesmen farm here, and many families choose to go out to sea to fish and live a self-sufficient life.

When Xiaoming came to this island, he was only fourteen years old.

All disasters began on that island...

Ajing did not find Runan here.

"Sure enough... he woke up." She began to think about how to find him. This evil space is almost infinitely vast, and it is not that easy to find Runan.

"You have to meet Runan as soon as possible. But... you can't use sub-space potion here..." A Jing began to think, and at this moment, her eyes noticed a wall clock on the wall in front of her.

A wall clock that stops from moving.

The moment I saw the clock, a chill suddenly rose from the soles of Ajing's feet.

"That, that's..."

Ajing felt an ominous feeling.

She raised her steps and quickly left the room.

In front of the dark eyes, most of the wall paper was completely torn apart. A large piece of snow-white appeared in the center. Just now, the wall was still fine.

Runan took a few steps back.

"No...can't be afraid..."

He almost bit his lips out of blood, his nails sinking deep into the flesh, forcibly suppressing the fear that ejected from every pore in his body.

He can't fall here.

What exactly do those strange clocks mean?

If all stagnant pointers point to the same time, then moistening can be understood as the time is still inside this space. However, the pointers point almost all differently.

The pointing of those pointers cannot be meaningless.

Runan decided to continue moving towards the next room.

Ajing knew that the Death Revenge Spirit must also be looking for Runan. Being found was just a matter of time.

But she still sent him in.

Because she is very sure that Runanan will not die.

Before his "date" arrived.

When she learned from Wen Zimei's notes that she was the key to unraveling the curse, she stopped taking the green drug. What she didn't expect was that this allowed her to regain her premonition ability. Moreover, even the name, appearance, and premonition of the cursed person who had not been before could be achieved.

But, what followed was a huge tremor.

because……

She, Runan An and Runli's death date...

Just the day after tomorrow!

There is no time.

She and Runan will die on the same day.

Runli can't escape either.

After that, she wrote a letter to the Ghost Eye Cult Headquarters. Then, she ordered them to immediately go to Runli, Boshao and others after they came there, and inform them of their premonition of death list.

The time has not yet arrived, so according to the rules, the dead soul cannot kill Runan.

But, the day after tomorrow, it will be different.

She raised her wrist and looked at the three watches on it. They were all famous watches made from Switzerland, and the error was almost negligible, not to mention that there were three in total.

Mastering time means mastering the opportunity.

"Wait for me...Runan, now, I'll come to find you..."

Just as A Jing was about to take action, she suddenly realized that her feet could not move.

She lowered her head in horror and saw that the pair of white leather shoes she was originally wearing actually turned into a pair of red high heels!

Before Ajing could react, the shoes automatically got off!

A Jing was actually taken away!

She immediately wanted to take off her high heels, but the shoes seemed to be firmly fixed on her feet and could not be shaken off at all!

Ajing always wears a skirt on weekdays, so she can clearly see the scene on her legs.

Many red meridians extended from those shoes to their legs and began to spread to their bodies.

Ajing gritted her teeth.

Blood gushed out.

She dripped the potion that could turn into the skin on her arm into a saw on her right hand, and sharp serrations immediately grew on her hand. The potion had been strengthened, and the hardness and sharpness of the serrations were comparable to diamonds.

Then, she closed her eyes, waved the serrations of her right arm, and immediately cut off the part below her knees!

Her body fell heavily on the floor, and then she quickly ran away with her hands on the ground. Even though her heart-wrenching pain came from her feet, she gritted her teeth and endured it desperately.

And the cut foot had completely turned into blood red. Then, it actually started running and ran towards Ajing.

Ajing pushed open the door in front of her with her hand and crawled into another room.

Then she turned around and looked at the two cut-off feet in red high heels and walked to the door.

But... I didn't come in.

A Jing felt very strange.

Why...not come in?

Although the decoration of this room is simple, the painted walls and the color of the doors are completely different from the room opposite.
To be continued...