Chapter 824: The netherworld
Zhou Ming opened his eyes in a daze, and did not sit up for a while, because he was not sure if he was already dead, and now was not in the middle of the netherworld. It was dark all around, only a torch not far away emitting a faint light that seemed to be about to go out at any moment.
Now the brain is chaotic, began to slowly think about what happened before, why exactly did he become like this? The bewitching woman in the big red robe, the big white face with no trace of blood, and the crimson lips, and later on a copper coffin, in which lay a beautiful female corpse, which suddenly sat up, covered with white hair, and then, himself and his master fought with him, and the fight was quite intense, and he bit the neck of that female corpse, and tore off a large piece of flesh, and that female corpse Crazy back towards the walls of the tomb, he was hit by the vomiting blood, then what happened, he could not remember at all, it seems that he should be dead, right?
Then, it feels like his body has been falling down, ears are whistling wind sound, has been sinking …… down …… below as if it is a bottomless abyss, their own forever floating in a dark hollow, surrounded by darkness as if covered with a piece of Thick black cloth, can not see anything, even can not feel their heartbeat.
Don't know when, even appeared a trace of light, in a white cloudy place, what things are blurred can not see clearly.
"Eldest brother ……"
Don't know who shouted a voice behind him, this voice sounds so familiar, sounds so kind, Zhou Ming turned his body, saw a childish face, standing behind himself is actually his own little senior brother Wu Feng, his figure is blurred, as if the body is permeated with light.
"Little Senior Brother …… is that you?" Zhou Ming asked dully, tears coming to his eyes.
"Eldest Senior Brother …… I am Junior Senior Brother Wu Feng ah, don't you recognize me?" Wu Feng smiled and looked at himself, this smile was like the sunlight in March in spring, bright and clear, warming the heart.
"Little Senior Brother …… Master said that you are not dead? Could it be that you are still alive …… Are you really still alive?" Zhou Ming was trembling with excitement, he took a few steps and walked over, wanting to embrace his little senior brother, but when he walked to his side, his hands unexpectedly cut through his body.
"Big Senior Brother …… Where is Master …… Where is our Master?" Wu Feng's face suddenly changed, suddenly asked viciously, "Eldest Brother, you got our Master killed, if it wasn't because of you, Master wouldn't have died ……"
Saying that, Wu Feng suddenly raised his hand and pointed behind himself.
Zhou Ming turned his head to look, but he saw that his master was being surrounded by four blood corpses full of blood bubbles, they grabbed his body and tore it up with a big mouth, and his master's screams were mournful and piercing, and he looked at himself with eyes full of blood and tears, and cried out, "Minger …… Minger …… You quickly run ah …… quickly run ah ……"
Zhou Ming shouted master, tears once again came out of his eyes, and ran desperately in the direction of his master, but his own feet were like stepping on a ball of cotton, no matter how hard he tried and how desperate he was, it seemed like he couldn't get to his master's side, and those blood corpses were tearing at his master's body with big gulps, and each bite seemed to be biting into his own body, and the heartache was almost suffocating him.