Chapter 723 (1/2)

This is a rotten island!

From top to bottom, from inside to outside, it's rotten!

Every foot is disgusting like a mud pit, and the whole island gives off an unbearable stench. There are all kinds of strange things in the world. I really don't know how this kind of island was formed.

Moreover, it has only one color. Thick blood, after being half dry, that kind of almost black color.

Ling dance so deep a foot, shallow a foot toward the island.

She didn't care that her boat, which was powered by crystal, was pushed away by the waves.

The disgusting mud of the island was getting deeper and deeper, almost buried in her thigh.

She still went inside blindly, constantly.

Yes, blindly. At the beginning, when she left Zhongzhou, she went to Wu Youming with hope. Ten days, twenty days, one month, two months, three months

After more than 100 days, she almost gave up hope!

Of course, to give up hope is not to give up looking. She is numbly looking for it. Maybe she is not looking for Wu Youming, but insisting on a kind of suffering. Once she gives up, it is tantamount to betraying herself.

Just like, from the moment he left yangdingtian, she couldn't look back. Once you go back, you are betraying yourself.

The more you look inside, the deeper you go.

Disgusting blood mud, gradually buried her thighs, her waist, her chest, her throat.

One step further, her mouth, her nose and her eyes will be completely buried. Then she stops and she dies.

When she was very young, she heard a story told by her mother that there was a kind of bird that had no feet, so it could only keep flying, keep flying, until it stopped flying, that is, when it died.

I don't know when, Ling Wu feels like this barefoot bird, unable to find sustenance, unable to find a place to land. Just fly all the way, and then die.

”Well, I'll die like this. Goodbye to yangdingtian...” Ling Wu stepped forward, waiting for the disgusting blood mud to drown her eyes and life.

However

After she sold one step, instead of going offline, she went up a bit.

Because it was as if she had stepped on something.

At this time, she has numbly lost the reaction, stepped on, but also forced down the pressure.

Then the heart suddenly move, direct hand, suddenly grasp that thing, put forward.

This is a man!

Oh, no, it's a ghost!

Because he was all over, and no one looked like him.

His whole body is rotting, even worse than this island, disgusting and stinking.

He didn't move. He should be dead.

Ling Wusong opened his hand, and it just sank down and didn't move.

However, his eyes, as if they were open, were only covered with blood mud.

Ling Wu reached out to wipe the blood mud from his eyes, and suddenly showed a pair of dry well like eyes, deep and without any light, without any focus.

His face, no longer visible, is rotten.

Only a pair of dry well eyes, or complete.

Seeing that he was going to sink down completely, Ling Wu raised it again and let him float on the disgusting blood mud.

However, he remained motionless and continued to sink.

Ling Wu mentioned it again, but soon he himself sank down and didn't move.

”Are you dead?” Ling Wu asked.

”Dead!” That's humane.

”Why do you talk when you die?” Ling dance road.