The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Su Yang was a guy who couldn't sit still and unknowingly came to the former site of the ghost clan in the demon world.

Tens of thousands of years ago, this place had experienced a tragic war with the Shura tribe. Now, this land is filled with the breath of death and is dead silent.

Stepping into this area, it feels like entering a corner forgotten by time. Abandoned debris can be seen everywhere, broken stone pillars leaning here and there, and collapsed walls covered with cracks, as if telling of the tragic battles that once took place.

Rusty weapons were scattered on the ground, some of which were already half buried in the dust, with only a few cold outlines visible.

"Oh my god! It turns out that these two tribes are so close to each other. Logically, they should be good neighbors. How did it turn out like this?" Su Yang frowned, full of confusion.

What he couldn't understand even more was, since the Shura tribe had spent so much effort to conquer this place, why didn't they arrange someone to manage it?

Instead of allowing such a large area to be abandoned, why did we start the war in the first place?

Su Yang naturally didn't know that it wasn't that the Shura Clan didn't want to occupy this place. It was because of the war ten thousand years ago that the Ghost Clan was massacred by the Shura Clan. The Ghost Clan had a vast territory, and the bodies of their people were spread on the ground layer by layer, stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight.

Such a tragic battle also caused earth-shaking changes in the environment here.

During the day, the place was dead silent, without a trace of life. The sun seemed unable to penetrate the thick haze, and could only cast a faint spot of light in the cracks of the ruins.

The wind blew gently, raising a cloud of dust and making a rustling sound, as if the dead were whispering.

The dilapidated buildings were crumbling in the bloody wind, as if they would collapse at any time.

In the distance, the occasional chirping of unknown birds added to the eerie feeling of the place.

At night, it was even more eerie. The darkness enveloped everything, as if it was going to swallow up all life. Indistinctly, it seemed as if countless pairs of eyes were peering in the darkness.

The faint sound was like the footsteps of the dead or the moaning of a devil.

It is hard to tell whether it is day or night in the demon world, which makes it even more terrifying.

In the beginning, the Shura clan also sent people to manage this place, but as expected, both the brave demon soldiers and the fearless generals died suddenly for no reason.

No one knew what happened to them, leaving only endless fear and mystery. Over time, this place became deserted.

There are even rumors that although the ghost tribe has been completely slaughtered, their brave and fearless spirit still remains here and will not dissipate for a long time, which is why this situation has occurred.

Although this statement is somewhat superstitious, there seems to be no other explanation to explain this matter.

In short, in order to avoid self-destruction, this place became a deserted place, a real place of death.

But Su Yang didn't know this and just barged in in a daze.

The strange situation here left Su Yang stunned. This territory was so vast that he lost his way while walking.

He walked on the ruins, the gravel under his feet made a creaking sound. Looking at the desolate scene before him, an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart.

Su Yang looked around, and the dilapidated buildings seemed to be telling of the past glory. He seemed to see the war tens of thousands of years ago, when the ghost tribe warriors fought a thrilling battle with the Shura tribe.

In order to protect their homes, they were not afraid of powerful enemies. Men, women, old and young joined in the battle and fought until the last moment.

Today, only ruins remain here, which makes people sigh at the ruthlessness of time and the cruelty of war.

"Oh, it's so cold. It's so scary here. I better leave quickly."

Su Yang quickened his pace, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible. However, no matter how he walked, he seemed to be going in circles. He began to panic, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Fuck you! I'm actually lost?" Su Yang said in annoyance.

At this moment, he heard a strange sound, which sounded like someone crying, or like the sound of wind.

"Fuck! Who is playing tricks?"

He turned his head quickly but saw nothing. However, the voice still echoed in his ears.

Su Yang's heartbeat began to accelerate, and he didn't know what had happened to him.

He continued to move forward, hoping to find an exit. However, with every step he took, he felt an invisible force blocking him. His steps became heavier and heavier, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

“Ah! Ghost!”

Suddenly, Su Yang saw a blurry figure flash by in the distance, and he was so scared that he screamed.

He calmed down and looked carefully, only to find that the figure had disappeared. He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

However, not long after, he saw the figure again. This time, the figure was even more blurred, as if it was just a shadow. Su Yang looked at the figure in horror, not knowing what it was going to do.

Su Yang continued to move forward, but the figure was always looming around him.

He quickened his pace, trying to get rid of the figure, but the figure always followed him, never leaving.

"Wuwuwu... Big brother, big sister, uncle, aunt... Please don't scare me, I'm just passing by..."

Su Yang was so scared that he screamed and cried with tears and snot running down his face. He knelt on the ground and begged continuously. Hard work pays off... but it was useless.

Su Yang could only stand up and continue running. Suddenly, he slipped and fell to the ground. When he looked up, he saw the figure standing in front of him, looking at him quietly.

"Wuwuwu... What on earth do you want to do... Go find the person who hurt you, why do you keep following me..."

Su Yang huddled on the ground, holding his head and trembling. The figure slowly approached him and stretched out his two hands, as if wanting to help him up.

Unfortunately, Su Yang was so busy closing his eyes and begging for help that he didn't see it.

Just when the figure was about to touch Su Yang, suddenly a flash of light appeared and the figure disappeared.

Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He struggled to stand up and continued moving forward.

Not long after he left, something strange happened again. An extremely loving voice called out in his ear: "Le'er."

The voice seemed to come from the depths of distant time, carrying a warm and familiar feeling.

"Who! Who's talking?"

Su Yang's nerves, which had just relaxed, instantly tensed up again. He stopped and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, the voice disappeared without a trace, as if it was just an auditory hallucination.

Su Yang shook his head, thinking that he might be too nervous, but after taking a few steps, the voice sounded again:

"Le'er, you're finally back."