The cannon fodder of fast time travel has to struggle

Chapter 660 Altar ([-])

Tick ​​tock!

Tick, tick!
There was crimson everywhere when he opened his eyes.

Xiang Wan lay in the wet, sticky blood-colored liquid and didn't move for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, but she can't get out of here!

There is no direction, no time, and no other living beings.

The only companion with her is a constantly beating round creature.

It has no mouth, no eyes, only a mouth, which is only half the size of a palm.

Xiang Wan couldn't remember where it came from, but she only remembered that she woke up from here, and no matter where she went, this creature followed her, "pat" "pat" patted the blood and danced.

Let's call the red liquid blood for now, because Xiang Wan's nose seemed to be out of order, and she couldn't smell the liquid.

Intuition is almost like blood and water.

But who can dye the whole world red with blood?
Under the feet is the bloody water accumulated in the pits, with red raised ground, and the head is upside down on the ground, and the blood water drips down along the raised things.

The protrusions are like stalactites, in the shape of water dripping, but if you look at them for a long time, it seems that they also have life.

When touched by hand, the surface is soft, sticky and elastic.

There was no aura or food here, but Xiang Wan didn't feel hungry at all.

In the dark, she seemed to feel that she had lost something very important, but she couldn't remember what she had lost.

Exploring, digging, jumping, and even breaking bumps in this place, no matter how badly she is damaged, it will always return to its original state in a short time, as if she had never been damaged.

As time passed, Xiang Wan no longer wanted to sabotage, she just wanted to find something for herself to prove that she was still alive.

When I remembered, I punched and kicked the same bump, and spent the rest of the time in a daze, thinking about those forgotten fragments in my mind, but to no avail.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Wan still kicked in the same place, turned around to leave, and suddenly stopped again.

He kicked again, and there was a faint pain in his foot.

The bumps seem to have hardened.

With this discovery, Xiang Wan continued to kick every day until three years later, the protrusion became extremely hard.

She tried her best to uproot the bulge.

Unlike before, this time, the things in his hands did not disappear.

The place returned to its original state, but Xiang Wan had a bloody spike in his hand that could be used as a tool.

With the tools, Xiang Wan's actions became more convenient.

When she had nothing to do, she dug the ground with a sharp awl.

From the very beginning, the awl only made a shallow mark, and later, when the awl was inserted, the wrist was directly immersed.

The blood above her head was less than three meters high from her, but there was no place for her feet.

Xiang Wan kept jumping until he could touch the upside-down protrusion, and then he could touch the uppermost plane.

Following her red ball creature, Xiang Wan named it Red Ball.

Xiao Hong seemed to be able to sense Xiang Wan's movements. When she calmed down, she quietly came to her side and stayed close to her, motionless.

When she moves her muscles and bones, it stays by her side and doesn't bother her.

Xiangwan once hid as a prank, trying to scare it, but it seemed very excited and kept jumping around in place.

Sometimes Xiang Wan ignored it, and it played by itself.

With such a little thing to accompany him, Xiang Wan didn't feel bored.

When it's okay, you can talk to it, even though it won't answer, Xiang Wan seems to be talking to herself, but this is her only pleasure.

The red ball never seems to eat.

Sometimes Xiang Wan would throw it into the bloody water with its mouth facing down. When it came out, it would vomit vigorously and roll around in a panic.

Xiang Wan didn't quite understand. He had a mouth that neither spoke nor ate. He didn't know what it was for.

Just thinking of this, Xiang Wan laughed to himself.

She also has a long mouth, which seems to be useless except for talking.

I don't know how long it has passed, but at a certain moment, the Scarlet World seems to have become a little darker.

There was no light in here, but Xiang Wan could see it.

She didn't know whether her eyesight was too good, or the world was just like this.

After that, the bloody world slowly became darker, like a painting losing color, turning gray bit by bit.

As its color changed, Xiangwan found that the recovery of the hole made with the sharp awl also slowed down.

This is a major discovery and she would love to get out!
So I dug vigorously in one place until I reached a depth of about ten meters and touched a layer of transparent and soft membrane.

Under the film, there is a blindingly white light.

After finally getting used to the light, Xiang Wan saw a man meditating cross-legged on a stone bed.

From above, she could only see the top of her head in black, and the faint white halo from the occasional tactic.

She yelled so hard that her throat was broken, but the other party didn't move at all, as if she couldn't hear her at all.

But it doesn't matter, the scenery here is much more beautiful than the Scarlet World.

Therefore, Xiang Wan's daily action was to hold the red ball and silently stare at the person below.

He didn't move for a long, long time, and occasionally moved, which was also a trick.

Every time he made a tactic, the halo in his hand would become thicker, until one day, the halo suddenly became transparent.

That person went out and didn't come back for a long time.

Xiang Wan wanted to go out without anyone to accompany her, so she used the sharp awl to goug the transparent membrane under her feet until the awl was worn down to the thickness of a finger.

I can't get out, it's so annoying!

So annoying! So annoying!

Just as Xiang Wan was about to run away, there was movement under his feet.

The man came back and changed his clothes.

It was lake blue before, but now it is moon white.

Unfortunately, Xiang Wan couldn't see his face, only the top of his head.

Being with him again, Xiang Wan calmed down, watched his movements silently, and suddenly felt blessed, and began to meditate like him.

I don't know if it's because of watching too much, but Xiang Wan actually learned it well. The only difference is that when she waved her hand, there was no halo.

The blood-colored world seems to have become darker, and a big hole can be poked out with just a finger.

Apart from meditating like that man, the rest of Xiangwan's time was to dig out the space around him bit by bit.

The gloomy surroundings did not affect Xiang Wan's mood.

The red ball didn't seem to want Xiang Wan to just stay in one place, jumping around from time to time, and then rolling around in place, trying to attract Xiang Wan's attention.

Xiang Wan reached out to hug it and stroked it for a while, then continued to meditate like the person below.

Being too lonely is not a good thing.

Sometimes, Xiang Wan would lie on the membrane under her feet and circle around the dug space, trying to see the faces of the people below.

However, things backfired.

No matter how big the hole she dug, no matter where she was, all she could see was the top of that person's head.

Ru Mo's black hair covered his face, Xiang Wan thought, he must be a beauty.

After an unknown number of years, he left.

The Scarlet World was completely gloomy, without any trace of life.

Xiang Wan felt that her body was slowly becoming unwell.

One day, the world suddenly shook violently.

Holding the red ball, Xiang Wan couldn't stand still, leaning tightly against the dug wall.

The magnitude of the tremors was getting bigger and bigger, and the transparent film seemed to be unable to support it, protruding from the center, and slowly recovering.

Raising again, the transparent film seemed to be showing signs of cracking.

After returning to calm, not long after, a sword pierced in abruptly.

The tip of the sword gleamed coldly as it slid from side to side.

The transparent film shattered like a mirror with a "boo".

There was no support under Xiang Wan's feet, and he fell suddenly.

(End of this chapter)