At this moment, it is hell.
Under the thousands of ice gods, there is a huge prison where monsters are imprisoned - a place where the sun cannot reach, it is cold and oppressive.
Auspicious clouds shrouded the prison, golden dragons roosted, and a huge prison stood on the Nine Layers Mountain. The Xuanwu Zhumen pressed hard, and the beasts guarded and suppressed the gate.
Heavenly Hell, a place where no soul can reach.
Outside the prison gate, which is heavier than Shantai, it is deserted and silent, with a biting cold wind and a gloomy wind.
Inside the prison gate, the monster in one of the rooms was sitting in the middle of the open space.
The soul-locking chain locked his limbs and neck, locking the soul in his body, making it impossible for him to escape, and he could only be forced to be trapped in this small and dark cage.
His eyes were closed, and he sat cross-legged. The chains that bound him stretched long, blending into this huge and heavy prison.
“Ling-ling—ring-ling—”
The sound of chains trembling and shaking in the cold air for no apparent reason came one after another, faintly.
The man sitting in the middle of the cold ground had his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
I fell asleep, but not very peacefully - my eyebrows were tightened, my eyelids were trembling, I was mumbling words, and my voice was vague and weird.
Under the cold and biting air, his face was very white, so white that it turned blue, his cheeks were sunken, and he was as thin as a skeleton, like a hanging corpse without a trace of life.
Muttering in his mouth, the speed of speech increased visibly to the naked eye, as if he was reciting some incantation. The incantation didn't stop, and he didn't stop either.
I don’t know how long I have been chanting, but the chains in the air trembled violently.
I saw his closed eyelids trembling violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes——
His red eyes were looking forward, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, and the curses he was muttering suddenly stopped.
Just smiling like this, looking at the front of the void, as if sensing something.Laughing without stopping, trembling with laughter.
This scene is strange, terrifying, and frightening—
Outside the prison, Jun Jiu Ge looked at him quietly with cold eyes. His face showed no emotion or anger, and was so light that there was no extra emotion.
His eyes fell on the man inside who was laughing crazily, and he heard the prison officer report: "He has been like this these past few days. He often laughs weirdly and speaks inexplicably vague words..."
Although it was the same before, after being imprisoned here, the guy kept talking in confusion all day long, saying that Si Si is not dead, Si Si will not die... and the like.
But these days... are particularly strange.
The people inside often laugh strangely, and the laughter grows from small to loud, sometimes even crazy, as if they have taken crazy medicine.
Laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped, remained still, murmured something in his mouth, and started chanting a curse again.
The cycle repeats over and over again, which is extremely weird.
The prison officer reported in detail all the strange actions of Juan Yang in the past few days, and did not dare to make any omissions.
Just when he was reporting, he saw the people imprisoned inside, and their laughter suddenly stopped.
The sound stopped suddenly, as if someone had turned on a power switch.
The pale and bluish face turned stiffly, bit by bit, like a dry machine, facing them.
The empty red eyeballs were looking at Jun Jiu Ge darkly and deeply.
Slowly open your mouth, and your lips tremble slightly, as if you are making a sound.
The withered and shriveled corpse struggled to make a sound, soft and faint, and extremely cold.
“…she…is back…she’s going to—come back…”