Just when Liu Yi was still surprised and how much did Young Master Liu know, there was something in it.
At that moment, the painting seemed to move, and then a figure came out of it.
Liu Yi's eyes widened, as if he didn't dare to be confident, there was a person out of a painting, this only appeared in legends, but now it really appeared in front of him.
He couldn't believe he was dreaming.
If Liu Yang is particularly calm about this situation.
The woman in the painting walked out of the painting.
Looking at her dress, she doesn't look like the group of ancient women from 180 years ago.
It looks a bit like a modern outfit.
"Now that we've already spoken, you should tell us."
Liu Yang looked at her.
The woman looked at the other people present and thought for a moment and said.
"What do you want to ask?"
"I'm going to ask very simply, what happened to this tower more than 300 years ago, I think it should be very easy for you."
The woman in the painting thought for a moment. "300 years ago, in this tower, the group of murderous thugs who were arrested began to kill in order to fight for the resources to survive in this tower."
"In the end, it's like a sea of blood, bones and wreckage."
"But, at this time, a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere."
"Immediately led a team and quickly surrendered all the forces in this tower to his command."
"Soon the man will be the new king here."
"But a lot of people don't know how he subdued the others, only that the man was very strange, and he started to get a very beautiful desk from somewhere, and then put a lot of things on the table."
"When those people saw those things, their eyes were straight, because they knew all of them, and they had been exposed to them before, but they were all outside."
"After spending so much time in this world, they had never noticed that there were so many things in this empty tower."
"Where these things came from, they have no way of knowing, only that when the man suddenly appeared, life in this tower quietly changed."
"Later, the man put all the offerings and the things that needed to be worshiped on the table, and then led everyone to kneel down and bow to the table."
"Many people don't know what they're trying to do, but that's all they can do."
After three prostrations, the man began to turn to the others.
"They used to be extremely vicious and wicked, and if they worshipped the gods, the gods would not save them, so they could not worship the gods, they could only worship evil spirits, and only evil spirits could save them from here."
Gradually, the man began to indoctrinate the others with a very strange thought.
"But instead of resisting, they embraced it, because for for those who have lost their faith, it is a great salvation for them."
"Soon, that group of people started going crazy."
"It's different from the madness of the past.
If the madness of the past was for how to survive in this tower, then the madness of the present is just a life that does not care about life or death, but madness for the sake of madness. ” "Later, after the man led everyone in the tower worshipped for nearly a month, they began to ask everyone to dedicate a drop of their blood every day."
"Gradually, everyone gave a drop of their blood every day."
"They don't know where their blood is going to go, but they can clearly feel that their bodies are gradually collapsing."
"It's like the vitality of my body, I don't know who suddenly took it away, and the whole person looks sick, as if he is about to go to the coffin."
"And then another three months."
"In the end, there was no one in this tower."
"Except for the man who came out of nowhere, there were nearly 1,000 people in the tower.
In an instant, it seemed to all be reduced to pieces, and it disappeared like that, leaving only the empty tower and scratches on the walls. ” "And then not long after that, another creature wouldn't appear in this tower."
"Demons."
"When a wicked man dies, he becomes an evil spirit."
The woman in the painting told all the general story of the tower, and the others were all stunned.
Although it is different from what they know, it feels more charming to hear such a woman emerge from the painting.
After finishing speaking, the woman in the painting only needs to see Liu Yang.
Liu Yang didn't say anything, but pondered carefully, as if thinking about whether what the woman said in the painting was correct.
"Then do you know where that person came from, why he was able to lead the entire 1,000-strong gangster in such a short time?"
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The woman shook her head.
"I don't know that."
"It's just that the man's strength is very powerful."
"And his identity is also erratic, I can't guess him at all, as if there is a thick fog covering his body."
"So since you've been here for so long, have you guessed who he is?"
"I don't know."
After countless inquiries, it was just uncertain who the man was.
Liu Yang also knew that no matter how much he asked next, he would not be able to ask for any useful information.
"In that case, thank you."
Liu Yang thanked the woman in the painting.
In the painting, the woman looks at Liu Yang.
It seems that there is something to say, but there is something to be afraid of and dare not say it.
And Liu Yang happened to observe this, and couldn't help but ask some questions.
"Is there something wrong with me?"
Shaking his head, he hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.
"I just feel a little bit familiar about your breath.
So why did I expose you in the first place.
Because I guess it might be him coming back. ” "But when I came out, I found that it wasn't him at all, although your aura was a bit similar to his, but it wasn't from him."
"Or maybe you've been in contact with him, so you have a little bit of his breath on you, and your contact hasn't been very short.
Maybe it's been a while. ” The woman in the painting said this inexplicable sentence, and several other people didn't understand it at all.
Who is the breath on Liu Yang's body?
But Liu Yang understands very well who the woman in the painting is talking about.
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