Demon Sword God

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Just as the haze in front of me gradually dissipated as the height decreased, the towering and sharp boulders appeared in front of Mu Lin instantly. Just as Mu Lin was about to be surprised that the two were about to hit the rock, his body suddenly suddenly

When the turn was turned, the two people seemed to hit something soft and dispersed, and then the darkness in front of them and the smell of weeds moldy weeds.

After a buffer of impact, Mu Lin came to his senses for a long time. He tried hard to climb out of the moldy haystack, shaking the wet and rotten grassroots hanging on his head. It turned out that he was already in a cave at this time.

Inside, above the cave, are complex tree roots, and the gaps between the roots are shining with a few rays of light.

"Can you change the way to land next time?" Mu Lin's mouth twitched.

"Hahaha, isn't this exciting?" The boy's head suddenly emerged from the haystack. Most of the branches on his head had broken down in the impact, revealing a face that shocked Mu Lin.

"Bai...Bacas, why are you here?" Looking at the familiar face that could not be more familiar, Mu Lin was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

"What are you?" The young man in front of him blinked at Mu Lin with a curious look on his face, and instantly brought his face to Mu Lin's eyes.

"Do we know each other?"

"Uh..." After observing the boy close up, Mu Lin realized that he had indeed recognized the wrong person. Although the boy in front of him had the same face as Becath, his hair was dark green, and his eyes were more

It's a bohemian.

"Sorry, you and one of my friends look like they mistakenly recognize you for him just now."

"Oh, how much does it look like?" The boy suddenly became interested.

"The appearance, and voice are exactly the same." Mu Lin couldn't help but sigh.

The young man stared at Mu Lin with interest for a while, then jumped out of the haystack and stretched out a hand at Mu Lin.

"Welcome to the ruined city, I am Sbeka, the guardian here."

"Your name seems to be, I am Mulin." Mulin grabbed Sbeka's hand and stood up from the haystack.

"The City of Lost, what a strange name, by the way..." Mu Lin stretched out his hand and picked off a few rotten grass roots that could not be shaken off from his hair.

"Shh-Don't talk." Sbeka suddenly made a gesture of silence, and Mulin frowned and looked up at his head.

Buzz —

The sound of wings rubbing gradually came from the air, and the sound went from far to near. Finally, countless black shadows flashed through the gap between the roots of the tree.

Slowly, the sound of wings rubbing gradually faded away. Sbeka climbed up along the hanging vines and looked around, and then crawled back after a while.

"They are gone, we are safe."

"Where is this place? Why are the wasps so big?" Mu Lin has never seen the size of the Warcraft Wasp, but it is rare for pure wasps without the waves of the Warcraft to grow so big.

"This is the case with the Lost City, just get used to it." Sbecca's tone was very relaxed.

"What is the city of fallen?" Mu Lin dragged his boots, knocked on the ground, and fell down the sand.

"This is the grave of parallel space memory. Every world, every person, who for some reason, forgets and abandoned memories will flow here through a special space channel. After those memories come to this world, because the world is strange.

The power of the body has its own consciousness…”