Just as Bai Di was about to study the fish further, he suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness.
Moreover, as time went by, these liquids seemed to be favored by some unknown force, and this force also trapped Bai Di in this place, making him unable to move.
At this moment, the fantail fish was still swimming in his world. Suddenly, Bai Di noticed a detail:
At the junction of the fish's tail and body, there seemed to be twelve pearls, which sparkled with a strange light, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.
"That can't be a tumor!" Bai Di was very sure in his heart, because when he saw those pearls, he seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear, telling him that this was what he had been looking for.
The voice was both familiar and unfamiliar, but it made Bai Di feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
At the same time, the voice also told Bai Di not to hesitate or be indecisive anymore, because there was only one chance, and if he missed it, he would never have it again.
Bai Di then inexplicably felt that this must be a rare opportunity that he could not let go easily.
Therefore, he became even more determined to seize this opportunity.
Guided by this mysterious voice, Bai Di involuntarily raised his originally immobile hand and slowly stretched it towards the turquoise fantail fish swimming in front of him.
He moved very gently, fearing to disturb the precious fish. As his fingers approached, he felt a cool breeze coming from his fingertips, which made him feel happy.
The next moment, a pair of pale hands suddenly appeared, piercing through the viscous, bluish-gray liquid and reaching for the fantail's back. Those hands seemed slender and weak, yet they held an indescribable power.
It easily penetrated the body of the green fantail fish and directly grabbed Bai Di's hand.
Bai Di widened his eyes. He did not feel afraid. On the contrary, he only had a familiar feeling.
He didn't try to struggle, but the hands held his tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.
Instantly, a suffocating feeling surged over Bai Di's body like a tide. He felt a huge force coming at him, almost tearing his body apart.
The force was so powerful and fierce that he was completely unable to resist.
In the misty cypress forest, beneath the stage, beside a five- to six-meter-tall emerald-green stone coffin, a figure suddenly appeared. His movements were stiff and swift, as if he were intimately familiar with everything here.
He stretched out his hands and pulled hard, suddenly pulling Bai Di out of the blue-gray sticky liquid.
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