Urban Supernatural: My Inhuman Girlfriends!

The roiling waves of rotten flesh reminded Yang Xu of the "fusion ghost" he encountered before.

But the size of the fusion ghost back then was less than one billionth of the size of the lake in front of me!

If this was really a fusion ghost, Yang Xu couldn't imagine how high its realm would be.

It's possible that a god really fell in the "Sea of ​​Fallen Gods"...

"Ouch...ow!"

While Yang Xu was deep in thought, two shrill dog barks broke the calm.

Feeling the screams coming from above his head, he quickly moved forward to avoid them.

Boom!

Two dull falling sounds were heard.

The two-headed dog was thrust upside down into the beach, its legs twitching slightly.

Bei Mo climbed up unsteadily. No matter how many times he experienced this sudden sense of inversion, he could not adapt to it.

The two greatest blessings in life are the wedding night and meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Standing at the edge of such a strange lake, Yang Xu felt that the terrifying appearance of Bei Desert, covered with bandages, became much more delicate.

Yang Xu straightened his back as much as possible and pretended to sigh, "What a coincidence!"

"...It's really a coincidence!"

Bei Mo was in an extremely embarrassed state. Many of the bandages wrapped around his body were broken, revealing the ugly skin that looked like it had been burned by fire.

Yang Xu was not much better at this time. His face was covered with chilblains and his body was stained with blood. His exposed hands were swollen and blue, and there seemed to be transparent liquid inside the bulging skin.

The two of them tacitly understood each other and chose to sit facing each other, looking at each other with wary eyes.

As soon as he sat down, Yang Xu heard a 'gurgling' sound in his stomach.

Gastric juice burned his empty stomach wall. He took out the self-heating hot pot he carried from the folding space, added water and put it away.

3 minute later.

"Googling..."

Heat steamed up from the hot pot carton, and the aroma of red oil even overshadowed the rotten stench that permeated the surroundings.

As soon as Yang Xu opened the paper cover of the hot pot, the spicy smell came pouring out!

Even across the distance, even in the Northern Desert, one could smell a fragrance that had never been smelled before.

He looked at the dried meat in his hand and instantly felt that it didn't smell good!

It didn't smell good, but he still didn't stop chewing and swallowing.

Just kidding, as a scavenger, what hardships has he never suffered?

It's just food temptation, nothing worth mentioning!

"Well!"

The two-headed dog gently bit Bei Mo's trouser leg, and its four empty eyes all looked at the self-heating hot pot in Yang Xu's hand.

The bits of hala kept dripping along the corners of my mouth...

Bei Mo looked at Gouzi's hungry look that he had never seen in the world, and felt very angry.

After kicking the two-headed dog hard, he raised his hands to show that he was not a threat, and slowly approached Yang Xu.

"Um... do you want to sell the food in your hand?" Beimo said, taking out a few hell gold coins from his wallet with a pained expression on his face.

After Yang Xu glanced at the two-headed dog in the distance, he saw the scene just now and didn't expect this guy to be so kind to his dog.

Then, he smiled and shook his head, pointed at the hot pot in his hand and said, "Dogs can't eat hot pot!"

Bei Mo raised his eyebrows, so is this thing called 'hot pot'?

"A dog can't even grow two heads!" Beimo said as kindly as possible: "Just tell me whether to sell it or not!"

Yang Xu was speechless for a moment. Indeed, this dog has two heads and cannot be regarded as an 'ordinary dog'.

"Not for sale."

Hearing Yang Xu say he wouldn't sell it, Beimo frowned, looked at his shriveled money bag, and took out a few more gold coins.

At this moment, a complete box of self-heating hot pot was stuffed into his arms.

Bei Mo ducked back suddenly, and the hot pot fell to the ground.

Too much energy was expended in the realm of mercy, which made Beimo's reaction a bit dull. Even Yang Xu didn't notice when he came to him.

He stared blankly at the hotpot sinking into the beach. He originally thought that Yang Xu would take this opportunity to kill him, but in the end he didn't expect...

Yang Xu picked up the hot pot that had fallen to the ground, added water to boil it, and placed it on the ground.

Arching his hands towards Bei Mo, Yang Xu gestured to Bei Mo to come and get it himself.

When he was done, he sat far away again and ate the rest of the hot pot.

As the food went down, the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow gradually came out.

Not far away, the two heads of a two-headed dog were fighting with each other for the fish balls thrown by Bei Mo.

Beimo rubbed the two-headed dog's head, looked at Yang Xu and asked, "Do you want to pass the 'trial'?" "

"Correct!"

"Since you have the ring of a monk from hell, why do you still come to participate in the trial of becoming a curse disciple?" Beimo finally asked the question in his heart.

Yang Xu looked at the iron ring on his index finger, "Is there anything special about this?"

"This Hell Monk's Ring is not just a simple auxiliary device, it is more of a status symbol.

It symbolizes a certain priest's approval of you! "

Bei Mo was speechless. This guy was obviously very weak, but he still had this ring. This was what puzzled him.

"This must be your first time in the Labyrinth Hell, right?" After seeing Yang Xu nod, Beimo continued:

"The Labyrinth Hell is extremely huge, and its structure is completely different from that of your human world.

I remember that there is a plant called onion in your human world, right?

The entire labyrinth hell is like an onion, with the space folded and twisted, layer by layer. "

Beimo gestured to Yang Xu how to cut an onion and explained as vividly as possible:

"Space has no meaning here. Under the influence of the Supreme Lord, the deeper you go, the larger the territory becomes."

Yang Xu couldn't help but interrupt and asked: "What does this have to do with this ring?"

“This ring not only means you can move around at will in the endless maze.

It also means that as long as you don't die accidentally during the process, you will definitely be able to grow into a hell monk! "

Bei Mo said excitedly.

In Yang Xu's mind, the ferocious appearance of the monks from hell kept appearing, and he couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

These monks gave him a very bad impression, whether it was the coquettish nail head or the female monk who was spitting water everywhere.

It seems that these guys are equated with pain.

Just their deformed appearance with great visual impact persuaded Yang Xu to retreat.

Yang Xu shuddered at the thought of getting the same abstract appearance as them in the future, and even his calves couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing Yang Xu's silence, Beimo quickly put away his somewhat fanatical expression and turned to ask, "Do you want to pass through the Sea of ​​Falling Gods?"

Yang Xu replied categorically: "I want to!"

After hearing Yang Xu's affirmative answer, Beimo explained to him:

"Once you touch the sea, you will be enveloped in various "real illusions".

Inside, you will experience painful life again and again, and you will fall into despair and be unable to extricate yourself!

Until you are chosen by any one of the three paths of "Pain", "Sark", and "Transformation". "