Nan Song gasped in shock. She stepped back suddenly, trying to break free from the hand, but she didn't expect that when she pulled, the other hand would also reach out.

An inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in her heart. She couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement. She felt as if she was facing a monster crawling out of hell.

Nan Song hesitated, but she soon realized that she should not stay here for long.

She pried the hand apart with all her might, turned around and ran. While running, she couldn't help but look back, only to see a head!

The head poked out from the mud, the face was blurry, but Nan Song felt that it looked familiar.

Her mind was working rapidly, but her steps were getting slower and slower, as if she was being dragged by some invisible force.

At this moment, a stream of water rushed away from her, as if pulled by some force, and rushed straight towards the head crawling out of the soil.

The human head seemed to be caught off guard and was splashed with water!

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, her heart almost jumped out of her throat. The next second, she suddenly turned around and ran back.

That's Lu Nanyao!

How come she is here?

Nan Song felt like his head was about to explode. How did things turn out like this?

Lu Nanyao had just wiped away the water that had fallen from the sky onto her face when she saw a dark shadow running towards her.

She subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but she soon found that she seemed unable to return to the soil.

Until a voice sounded: "Lu Nanyao?"

Lu Nanyao suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"Nansong?" Lu Nanyao was also a little confused. What was going on?

When Nansong finally pulled Lu Nanyao out of the soil, Lu Nanyao seemed to have used up the last bit of his strength and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

But her eyes were calm, as if she had not experienced anything.

It was quite unexpected, but after seeing myself, I seemed to have a little more popularity, not so... so... Nansong couldn't describe it.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then began to briefly exchange their experiences.

"Why are you here?"

Although Lu Nanyao's face was calm, her voice was a little weak, and there was a hint of urgency in her tone.

"I don't know what's going on,"

Nansong frowned, his eyes full of confusion.

"We saw a senior who called himself Song Wudeng come here, and the result was..."

She subconsciously looked around, as if she was still trying to find a reasonable explanation from this strange land.

"Song Fog Lights?"

Lu Nanyao's brows were furrowed tightly.

"We also met a Song Wudeng, but he was a young scholar in his thirties or forties, looking very refined and refined. He seemed completely different from the senior student you met, at least that one..."

Lu Nanyao paused as she spoke.

The two looked at each other and instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.

Countless thoughts flashed through Nan Song's mind, and she shook her head in disbelief:

"Have we all been deceived?"

Lu Nanyao's tone was also filled with shock: "How could such a coincidence happen? Two Song Wudengs, and they brought us to a place like this?"

She felt weird.

She was very vigilant, but when she met the man named "Song Wudeng", she seemed to believe everything he said without thinking, which was obviously wrong.

However, while they were still trying to figure things out, the surrounding environment was quietly undergoing eerie changes.

Nan Song suddenly felt as if the ground beneath his feet was boiling and began to roll violently.

She subconsciously grabbed Lu Nanyao's hand and looked at the ground in horror.

"Did you see anything?" Lu Nanyao's voice returned to calm.

But there was fear in Nansong's eyes.

"I...I don't know."

Nan Song's voice was weak, she stared at the ground but didn't dare to blink.

Suddenly, a pale hand emerged from the soil, followed by a human head.

The face of the head was distorted beyond recognition, its eyes seemed to have been gouged out, leaving only two black holes, and its mouth was wide open, as if roaring silently.

Soon after, more hands and heads emerged from the soil. Some of the heads looked as if they were crushed, some had faces covered with strange tumors, and some had eyes that bulged out as if they were about to fall out.

Every human head that emerged from the soil was grotesquely ugly, as if it were a monster crawling out of hell.

Nansong and Lu Nanyao were both startled by the sudden scene.

Nan Song subconsciously wanted to step back, but the ground under her feet seemed to come alive and stuck to her feet.

She looked at Lu Nanyao in shock, but found that Lu Nanyao had a calm expression on her face. She just held her hand tightly. Combined with her expression, Nan Song felt in a trance that Lu Nanyao's face was like a piece of paper with facial features drawn on it, and then pasted onto a blank human face.

"What on earth is going on?"

Nan Song wanted to shake off her hand, but he couldn't, and instead the other party held it tighter.

Nansong's voice was almost trembling, "Where on earth have we come to?"

Lu Nanyao did not answer. Her eyes were fixed on the heads emerging from the soil, but her heart was full of doubts.

She even wondered if she was dreaming, but the suffocating feeling of fear told her that all this was real.

Even stranger was the fact that the trees nearby seemed to have changed as well. Their once hard trunks softened, as if melted by some force, and their branches twisted as if reaching out to them.

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