Chapter 402 The Eight Origins of Creation, this is a trip you can take at any time
Mu Qiu turned around, but suddenly found that the space around him turned into darkness in an instant.
With Mu Qiu as the center, the whole world became extremely dark and empty!
Even Die'er and Miaomiao beside him disappeared. Mu Qiu's face was slightly condensed, looking straight at the depths of darkness in front of him.
I saw a mysterious figure in a white robe standing not far in front of Mu Qiu.
This figure was covered with white robes, making it difficult to see his face.
Standing in the depths of darkness, it seemed to be the only light in the darkness...
"Who is it?!"
Mu Qiu stared at the white-robed figure in front of him, his cold eyes flashed.
The other party's existence is extremely strange. It is not a soul state, nor does it look like an illusion...
The mysterious man in white robe looked at Mu Qiu's figure, and was silent for a long time. Then he said in a hoarse voice:
"You use the king's power to fight against the way of heaven, which is not tolerated by the way of heaven. The sky is broken and the earth is incomplete. The road to Lingtian will be full of twists and turns, and your fate will be mottled..."
The voice of the white-robed man was so low that it seemed like a mixed sound, and it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female.
As the white-robed man spoke, his figure gradually became dimmer and dimmer, and finally it was like a stuck tape:
"The catastrophe is coming, and the time left for you...is not much."
"Gather...the eight sources of creation, stop the alien source..."
"Southern Xinjiang...found in the southern border..."
In the end, the words of the white-robed man became intermittent and unclear.
As if he had leaked the secret of heaven, the figure of the mysterious white-robed man quickly dimmed.
In a flash, the body of the white-robed man merged into the boundless darkness and disappeared.
The surrounding darkness quickly receded like a tide...
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Die'er's puzzled voice came to his ears. Mu Qiu looked down and saw Die'er standing beside him, tilting her head and looking at him in confusion.
The noisy noise echoed in his ears, and Mu Qiu returned to the familiar Yuhai Market.
Rubbing the girl's hair, Mu Qiu slowly shook his head:
"Nothing..."
Die'er looked at Mu Qiu's handsome face, and the corner of her mouth still had that faint smile.
But the girl felt inexplicably that after that moment, her brother became a little strange...
At night, on the top of the high-rise building in the center of Yuhai, the cool breeze blew, and Mu Qiu, wearing a black robe, stood in the wind.
Looking up at the dark sky covered by the mist again, Mu Qiu's eyes became a little deep.
"Eight Origins of Creation?"
The mysterious white-robed man who suddenly appeared and the words he said shocked Mu Qiu.
There are still many unanswered questions in the words of the white-robed man——
What are the eight sources of creation?
What is in the southern border?
What is the relationship between this and the alien religion?
Even the identity of the white-robed man...what is his purpose? He has no idea, which makes Mu Qiu feel very confused.
Looking at the unfathomable sky, he felt more and more that there was a layer of confusing dark fog spreading quietly.
Mu Qiu suddenly looked at the far southern end:
"Southern border..."
He suddenly remembered that after the last sign-in, the system told him that the next sign-in location was also in the southern border!
It seemed that there was an invisible pusher in the dark, guiding him to the unknown southern border.
Will this be an enemy trap?
His eyes narrowed slightly, and it was not Mu Qiu's usual style to worry too much...
Instead of passively accepting the enemy, it is better to take the initiative. He wants to see what tricks are in the southern border!
"You really don't let me rest for a moment..."
Mu Qiu sighed, clapped his hands, and a black shadow vortex suddenly appeared behind him.
A woman wearing a tight cheongsam and a slender figure walked slowly from the shadows.
"Master Mu Qiu~ What is the matter with calling me here this time?"
Lu Qianqian leaned against Mu Qiu's back charmingly, her voice was charming, and her delicate chin rested on the man's shoulder, extremely tempting...
A black iron token with ghost fire hanging on a thin rope around the woman's waist.
Mu Qiu said lightly:
"You should know something about the southern border, right?"
According to Xiao Hanyan, Lu Qianqian's hometown is from the southern border.
It seems that she heard that Mu Qiu's tone was a little different from before, so Lu Qianqian naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous.
He quickly leaned forward and said solemnly:
"Sir, the southern border spans thousands of kilometers, with continuous mountains, and there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains and rivers of 100,000 miles..."
"There, even the existence of zombies is quite rare, and the land including the border has long been reduced to the nest of heretic beasts..."
Mu Qiu looked at Lu Qianqian, who seemed to know a lot about the post-apocalyptic southern border:
"If I say, I want to go to the southern border now, can you lead the way?"
Lu Qianqian's face condensed, and her beautiful eyes blinked:
"Ah?"
For some reason, when she heard Mu Qiu asking her to lead the way to the southern border, Lu Qianqian's eyes showed a complex look, and she hesitated:
"What...when?"
"Right now!"
"Eh...eh?!!"
Before Lu Qianqian could react, a ball of black flames had swept her up and fled into the distance!
