Chapter 4818 (1/2)

Shadow?

Seeing the shadow under his feet, Xinlin was startled.

How could she have a shadow?

In order to gather life and soul for ye Lingyue, she sacrificed her body.

Without flesh, there is no shadow of soul.

But under her feet, indeed, is the shadow.

Xin Lin looked at his hands and feet subconsciously.

At this time, the corners of her mouth twitched.

A pair of skinny hands, and most importantly, her hands were still shackled.

She touched her own face, the same skinny little face, but the real face.

When she looked at her feet, there were also heavy shackles on her feet.

Compared with her emaciated body, the shackles were heavy, and they looked like forty or fifty pounds.

I'm afraid the weight of this pair of body is only dozens of Jin.

But it was such a broken body that she dragged the shackles all the way. On her wrists and ankles, because of the friction of the shackles, her skin broke and her flesh and blood came out.

Flesh and blood coagulation, and shackles together, a little bit of pulling, the pain is severe.

Hindsight of the pain, let Xinlin not help but suck a cold air.

She realized something was wrong.

She's not just being transported to the bloody desert

Is this appendage?

She looked at her hands, which were not much better than chicken feet, and looked at the shackles.

Whether it was the material of the shackles, or the words on the shackles, Xin Lin could not understand.

It's not ninety-nine, it's not thirty-three days.

On the way to the thirty-three days, Xin Lin once asked candlelight to teach him some words of thirty-three days.

It's the transmission array.

Xin Lin squinted.

The black whirlpool of the troublemaker is gone.

Just like when heaven and earth forbid it, it flickers. No one knows where it will appear next.

Xinlin can only hope that it will appear again.

Only if it reappears can it have the chance to escape.

As for now, she can only adapt to everything here.

Suddenly to a strange place, but also has a fugitive flesh, this fact, let Xinlin have a moment of confusion.

The sense of hunger is getting stronger and stronger. Xinlin looks around with vigilance.

This is undoubtedly the worst case. If she is just a soul, she is not afraid of fatigue or hunger and thirst. But with this cumbersome body, she will face and solve many more problems.

This pair of flesh body is a fugitive, and not long after he escaped, he was heavily handcuffed at a young age. He should be a recidivist. It is likely that the pursuers will be in the rear.

She had to run.

No matter where you are, whether you can go back to thirty-three days, it is the first priority to survive.

She looked at the blood desert, then at the sky.

It's getting dark. It's going to be night.

Another black moon, rising slowly.

East Xinlin doesn't know whether the rising and falling of the world are the same as her cognition, but at present, she can only recognize one side to go forward.

Xinlin dragged shackles, endure hunger, toward the direction of the black moon.

She didn't know how long she walked. When the sky was completely dark, the blood sand in the bloody desert still glowed red with blood.

I can't walk any more.

Xinlin gasped.

She had not eaten for a whole day and night, and had not drunk a drop of water.

She couldn't bear the long journey.

But she did not dare to stop because she knew that once she stopped, she would never be able to stand up.

Finally, she fell head over heels in the desert.

The sand on the ground, slowly flowing.

She felt a gradual loss of consciousness.