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Chapter 8(1/2)

After wandering around Fengdu for a few days, Wu Hao discovered many interesting places.

For example, a dark river that sprang from the ground did not settle no matter what was thrown into it.

Maybe it is the so-called weak water and three thousand rivers.

He also saw a huge stone bridge crossing the river. The river under the bridge is different from the Sanqian River of Wushui, which is similar to the blood water of the blood pool.

Could this be the Naihe Bridge and the Wangchuan River?

There are many strange things, but many have not been completely formed and no other weirdness has been found again.

Or it's not time for them to be born.

In this way, Wu Hao absorbed the power of the blood crystal while exploring around Fengdu.

It will be half a year later in a flash.

In the early morning, the ancient city of Fengdu.

The weather is a bit gloomy today.

The season has entered winter. Although Fengdu belongs to the south, for some reason, it is particularly cold around it.

Since a heavy snow fell a week ago, it has not stopped.

The snow has been interrupted for about a week and has not stopped yet.

In a room in Fengdu, Wu Hao pushed the door open and looked at the snow-white world, silently.

The transformation of Fengdu seems to have entered a period of stagnation, and few strange phenomena appeared three months ago.

Many houses have been transformed into ancient pavilions, towers and pavilions, and high-rise buildings.

The asphalt road also turned into bluestone slabs.

Two rivers passed through Fengdu, one was called the Three Thousand Rivers of Ruoshui by Wu Hao, and the other was called the Forgetful River by him.

A huge stone bridge spans the entire Fengdu and also crosses two rivers, extending to the end of the foggy Fengdu.

Wu Hao couldn't walk in there.

No matter how you go, you can't go through the limitations of the fog.

I always return to the same place without realizing it.

Wu Hao felt that this was a restriction made by the unknown existence.

"It's been half a year!"

"It's time to leave!"

Sighing, Wu Hao shook the gray fog in his body. Compared to half a year ago, now, the volume of the gray fog has not only doubled, but also his inner body has become more solid.

The evolution of the ghost rune has been pushed to a level of 9.6%.

Don’t think it’s too little, this is the result of his continuous absorption of blood crystals 24 hours a day.

There is no way to practice, and you can only slowly absorb it by relying on the skill of water grinding, which is already very fast.

He had a premonition that if it advanced to ten percent, there might be unexpected gains.

I took a look at my attribute panel and the task above was still to find the place where the nest is the extreme yin.

It seems that Fengdu does not belong to the extreme Yin land, and the mission has not been completed.

He has also searched around in the past six months, but unfortunately he has never found the extremely yin place.

He decided to leave the place.

He wanted to go to other places to see it. After half a year, he never heard the mysterious unknown existence again, as if he was really the only one left in this world.

Here, he may wait for other gains, but he no longer wants to wait.

He was leaving, he was going to explore the world. The world was so big that he wanted to see it all.

Although the time has just begun, he once liked the lively temperament and felt a little lonely.

In a huge world, no one can talk or communicate. It seems that he is the only one smart creature in the whole world. This feeling cannot be described in words if it is not immersive.

However, before leaving, he decided to say goodbye to his friends.

That's right, it's just a friend.

Wu Hao also met a few "little friends" here.

He thinks he is a friend.

I was too lonely and had to have fun like this.

Walking through the bluestone road, he came to the left side of the Wangchuan River.

Here, there are dense blood-red flowers, one after another, covering the left bank of the Wangchuan River.

If you look closely, these flowers are very distinctive, with only stems and flowers, but no branches and leaves.

Very strange.

This is the other side of the river, also known as Manzhu Shahua.

According to legend, the flowers on the other side are bright red flowers that bloom on the other side of the Forgetful River in the Underworld.

There are flowers but no leaves.

When the soul passes through the Forget River, it forgets all the things that happened before his death.

Everything that happened was left on the other side,

Bloom into a charming flower.

"Little fat flower, I'm here to see you!"

Wu Hao floated on the numerous flowers, and after a moment he came to a larger flower.

Compared with other flowers, this flower is bigger and brighter, blood-red and more beautiful.

Among the many red flowers, it is also very unique.

"Yaya"

The big flower swayed gently, and there was no sound, but Wu Hao knew that she was silly and greeting him.

This feeling is unique, and he knows that none of it is an illusion.

This little fat flower is very strange, like a creature, a weird one, or an ordinary plant.

Wu Hao discovered it very early. He always saw it in this Fengdu ghost city. Although he could not talk to him, he was still a little wise. For Wu Hao, this was enough.

He just lacks someone who listens to his nagging nonsense.

As for what it is, he doesn't care.

Wu Hao started to chat, just like when he first discovered Xiaopang Flower, and he was talking to the flowers.

Just like it has been in the past six months.

If you don’t speak, Wu Hao will feel like a fool.

After talking for a few minutes, Wu Hao suddenly fell silent.

"Yaah!"

The flowers swayed gently, as if they were puzzled why he stopped.

The flower's will is still very vague and cannot understand the profound truth. Even Wu Hao's words cannot be understood at all.

However, as a special variety among the red spider flower, it has a strong feeling of emotions.

"I'm leaving, little fat flower!"

Wu Hao's voice was a little low.

It’s not that I can’t bear to leave Xiaopanghua, but this is the only creature whose head seems to understand his words. I don’t know if I can meet him again in the future.

Most of the huge world was stopped by time, and it seemed that he was the only one in the world, lonely and lonely.

Walk?

The flowers seem to be confused, are they the same as usual?

In its simple thought, it may be difficult to understand the meaning of leaving this.

"Yes, I'm leaving here completely. I don't know when I will come back!"

"Maybe, I will never come back."

"Yaah!"

It seems to understand this time

The color of the flowers also seemed to be slightly dim, and the bright red color as blood turned into dark red. The stems were also slightly curved.

This little thing seems to have the sadness of joy and sorrow?

Wu Hao looked at it quietly, and after a moment he started telling the story again.
To be continued...
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