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The Underworld isn't full of suns and moons, but my body's exhaustion tells me that it should be the middle of the night in the sun by now. All lights are extinguished and everyone is asleep.

However, no one knew what kind of existence this land of dreams was, whether it was a sea of flowers or the evil waters of Montenegro. Everyone had to enter it personally before they knew what they were about to face.

Zi Sang Ming carried me onto the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. Behind me, the fake person's skin was ice-cold. Even through the thick layers of clothing, I still felt goosebumps all over my body.

"Don't be afraid." Zishan Ming said. He turned his body to the side and held the mannequin's hand. Then, he reached out to grab my hand. I instinctively dodged.

"What for?" I asked with wide eyes.

Zi Sang Ming frowned, "Do you think I'll harm you?"

I was stunned by what I had said, and realized how hurtful it had been for me to have dodged it. But I really couldn't believe him now, or believe this thing that happened in the Underworld.

Ye Zichen pursed his lips, then reached his hand over with hesitation.

"No matter what you want to do, Zi Sang Ming, I hope that this is our last chance …"

"This time," before I could say anything, my hand and the dummy's hand overlapped each other, and then a powerful bolt of electricity exploded at the point of contact. I seemed to have fallen into an explosion vortex, my vision was filled with golden light, my ears were filled with the buzz of the explosion, and in less than a second, my consciousness seemed to have fallen into another world filled with golden light.

He was not unconscious. His consciousness had truly fallen into a mysterious place.

"Where is this place?" Of course no one came back to me.

The world of golden light seemed boundless. I stepped on the air and followed the path in front of me as I imagined. After walking for an entire incense's time, it seemed as though I hadn't moved at all.

"Zi Sang Ming?" Where was this place?

Why did I fall in when I touched the dummy's hand?

Legend has it that the eighteenth level of hell had nothing but a never-ending empty cycle, which allowed one to experience despair every day in order to achieve the goal of punishment.

Could it be here?

But it didn't look like it either. Although the golden light here gave people the feeling of standing above nothingness, it did not make people feel despair. On the contrary, it gave people a feeling of prosperity and warmth.

"Just where is this place?" Zi Sang Ming, where are you? "

I continued walking and shouting, trying to touch the ground, only to discover that only when my feet land on the ground, they can play a supporting role. My hand placed on the so-called ground is actually able to directly pass through.

However, just as I touched the ground and was about to stand up, the golden light that hadn't changed in a million years suddenly flickered, followed by a huge hole that spiraled out. It was as if a huge hole had appeared under the water, and the water was seeping out along that hole. The water surface would form a whirlpool.

I stood next to the whirlpool. As the whirlpool spun around, I subconsciously took a step forward. If Zi Sang Ming hadn't suddenly appeared and stopped me, I would have walked into the whirlpool already. I broke out in a cold sweat.

"What is this?" I asked Zishan.

Zi Sang Ming's face paled again. His voice was slightly out of breath as he said: "This is inside the fake man's body. Once the whirlpool has weakened, go inside and familiarize yourself with the environment inside."

I was stunned. Was this the body of the mannequin? Why was it a chaotic void?

Although I don't know what's inside the other person's body, but I've seen my internal organs take up different positions, be it squirming or pulsing, and they all have very obvious physical characteristics. This fake person might be fake, but looking at how lifelike it is outside, I thought it was like a normal person's internal organs.

Zi Sang Ming saw my doubt and said, "My internal organs are not complete yet."

Looks like I was thinking too much.

"Your body is not able to move around in the Netherworld, and the foul air is too strong. This fake body is for your new body. I had originally wanted to give it to you in a few days. However, it seems that I have to give it to you earlier."

Zi Sang Ming said from behind me. His voice was gentle and his tone was strangely firm.

Is this dummy giving me a new body?

I was stunned for a moment, but I quickly understood the meaning behind his words. I also knew that I had misunderstood him, but this misunderstanding was nothing compared to my sorrowful problem. It could be said to be negligible.

"I might not be able to use this body anymore. You should just save it for me. Maybe there will be someone else who can use it."

My tone was flat, not angry.

However, Zi Sang Ming didn't seem to want to hear what I had to say. He quietly waited for the whirlpool to shrink and held my wrist tightly with one hand, making me unable to leave. He could only watch as the whirlpool reached the level that he wanted and then abruptly took a step forward, pulling me into the whirlpool.

"Yan Nuo, the new house needs to work hard. Don't be afraid."

Before I could finish my words, I was sucked into the whirlpool and lost my hearing.

After entering, he found out that the whirlpool seemed to be a door.

It was like a small room for only one person, and I was trapped inside and couldn't even turn around.

Zi Sang Ming, why did you never ask me for my opinion? Why did you always throw me a thing like this so that I can accept it, whether I like it or not? You never asked for my opinion.

Zi Sang Ming, what am I to you? Accessories or pets?

As he thought about it, his vision became wet, and the darkness in his vision began to distort.

No, it didn't seem to be because my tears were twisting, but because something was twisting and trying to get out.

Eh!

Before he could see what it was, he felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his chest, followed by warm, fresh blood flowing out of the wound.

Just now, Zishan Ming said that the new house needs to work hard. This should be the process of taking hard work.

Hiss, it really was painful. He couldn't even reach out to block it. It looked like a small wound, and every touch was heart-wrenching.

At this moment, the constantly changing distortions in front of our eyes finally calmed down — they were actually like a screen, projecting a series of images, as if they were the scenes from when we first arrived here.

But that's not right. When I came here, it was me, and I didn't see Zishan Ming very often these past few days. It seems that the image of Zishan Ming was always on my crow's beak, so when I thought about it, Mu Xuenan's face appeared on the screen.

Unlike her usual well-dressed self, Mu Xuenan was currently wearing a thin, transparent dress as she walked towards Sang Ming with lotus steps.

I really wanted to close my eyes, but my body was completely out of control. I couldn't close my eyes, so I could only watch as she coquettishly climbed onto Zishan Ming's body. Why was she floating?

Mu Xue Nan laid flat on the ground in front of Zishan Ming and was unexpectedly suspended in the air. When he looked below her, he could see that it was the fake person.

The bogus human was like a monster that needed food. It continuously obtained something similar to white mist from Mu Xuannan's body and then wrapped itself into a huge cocoon.

From my point of view, it didn't last long. After that, Mu Xue Nan once again descended onto the ground, her body was floating, and she needed a hand to help her stand up. From start to finish, Zi Sang Ming didn't even touch her once, other than letting Mu Xue Nan float in the air.

I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of the charming sounds I heard every night from Mu Xuenan's room in the enclosed building. At that time, she had always been stifling her anger in her heart, so she didn't pay any attention to the problems in her voice. Now that she thought about it, although her voice seemed charming and ambiguous, it didn't have much of an enjoyable tone, as if it was mixed with a lot of pain.

My back was suddenly covered in a layer of cold sweat. If it's really as I thought, then wouldn't Mu Xuenan's voice every night be heard by me on purpose? In order to make a misunderstanding between me and Zishan Ming, he made me leave! Zishan Ming and Mu Xuenan's demands on him were quite strict. Their bodies were already in such pain, and they could even twist their voices.

Women can do a lot for love, whether it is unconditional, or for reward. The methods are different, but the results they want are all different. They just want someone they like to be with them.

But how could there be so much fairness in the world?

The scene changed and the fake body started to take shape. Zi Sang Ming was not in the room. Mu Xuenan was sitting alone on the bed, looking at the fake body. Her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were hidden under the shadow of her lowered eyelashes.

What was she doing now?

I silently watched Mu Xuenan and waited for a long time. Finally, she raised her head and looked at the fake body. Everything I see now seems to have been seen by the dummy. She's like a recorder, and although she can't think or move, she has the ability to store what she sees even when she was in the early stages of being made.

"Your Highness said that he wanted to use his own blood essence to make a strong enough body for you. For the sake of your standing in the Underworld, you can rule the Underworld together with him and let your mother rule the world."

"But why is it you? You're just a mortal, what right do you have to make the inheritors of the underworld do so many heaven defying things for you!"

"Do you know how much energy, cultivation and even lifespan His Highness has to spend to make this body for you?!" You have no idea! The changes in the gods are all distant dreams to you. If not for your highness, do you know that there are still six realms in this world, as well as a god race? "You are just an ant, killing you is just a wave of your hand. But why did His Highness fall in love with you?"

The more she spoke, the more anxious she became. At the end of her words, Mu Xuanyin's eyes seemed to emit a bloody light. If it wasn't for the fear in her heart, she really might have destroyed the fake person on the spot or gone out to kill me.

Otherwise, she would have definitely killed me on the spot. After all, compared to the threat that a mortal posed to her, the power that a Raksha, who was loved by Sang Ming, could exert was something that she could not resist.

No matter how much Mu Xuenan's thoughts turned out to be, it still wasn't to the point of being bad to the bottom of her heart.

Strange, am I feeling sorry for her?