In the barrier, when Mu Yan slashed a white boy again, the steel bar blade finally shattered.

As soon as the blade shattered, Mu Yan's body also stopped, chaos, fatigue and pain. Everything that she forced to suppress was like a torrent that broke through the dam, completely swallowing her consciousness.

At this time, half of her cheeks and body had been completely corroded by toxins, as if withered, drooping weakly...

The breathing is intermittent, sometimes without, and even the heartbeat is almost impossible to hear.

But even so, she still stood stubbornly.

It seems that life and death can never control her will.

The jade-colored flame, as Mu Yan's breathing weakened, finally disappeared...

233: [Ding...Congratulations to the host for completing the task. First, the host host has died. Please go to the next world immediately.]

Mu Yan:【…】

233: [Host, we can set off.]

In every world in the past, Mu Yan's soul would be automatically recycled by 233 after death. In this life, because he wanted to trap the drought bars that transcend the three realms and are not in the five elements, Mu Yan used his spiritual sense to forcibly build a barrier.

This barrier power cannot be broken through even 233.

Unless the master of the barrier agrees to leave, they will still stay here even if Mu Yan is dead.

In desperation, 233 could only make a request carefully.

After talking for a while, he didn't hear Mu Yan's answer. 233 raised his eyes suspiciously and saw Mu Yan staring at his hand without a moment.

It is not the hand of every world host, but the real hand that belongs to her...

Her hands... were as ferocious as ghosts, haggard, pitch black, extremely terrifying, and clearly did not belong to humans.

After a while, Mu Yan said in surprise: [So... am not a human?]

233 almost squirted and said hurriedly: [Of course you are a human being.]

Mu Yan: [this hand…]

233: [This, the state of the soul is the continuation of the state when people die...] Halfway through, 233 suddenly took a breath of air conditioning and hurriedly explained, [No, no, I, I don’t mean this, but... this...]

Mu Yan let go of 233's words, gently raised his eyebrows and touched his cheek with his hands.

There is no facial features when you get it, it has an extremely strange feeling.

It was as if it was... it was a melting monster, an ugly evil spirit, a mud mixed with rotten flesh. It was not difficult to imagine how disgusting her face would be.

Mu Yan's mind was confused and murmured: [This is...my face?]

In the life when she became a miraculous doctor, the original owner was disfigured by fire, but her condition was far better than she was at this time.

So what kind of person is she and what kind of existence is she?

Why...she died in such a posture?

Did you do evil and burn it into powder by someone? Or did you cut it into meat paste and feed it to dogs?

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?

Mu Yan's soul fluctuations were extremely strong, and it almost broke out. It kept comforting: [Host, please calm down, otherwise we will be trapped in this plane forever, host...host...host...]

When Mu Yan and 233 were in crisis, because Mu Yan died, the jade flame disappeared, and the ghost energy suppressed by the flame burst again, turning into a whirlpool and rushing into the middle of Bai Tongzi's eyebrows.

The ghost energy made Bai Tongzi's figure compact again, as if he was a new life.
Chapter completed!