Wang Mang walked for several hours holding Mo Lan's soft body, and finally vaguely saw what many prisoners called the "despair"!

A slightly gloomy little temple stood alone on the deserted Heishi mountain ridge in the distance. If it weren't for the only building in front of him, Wang Mang would really not believe it, it would be the legendary ‘Desperate Situation’!

Following the gentler hills of the Black Mountain, Wang Mang ran towards the gloomy little temple. Now he is about to escape from hell. Even though his heart is firm, his expression can't help but feel a little excited.

Thinking about it, Wang Mang quickened his pace again, the red sunset on the horizon sprinkled the afterglow on everyone, and the sunset glow that lingered about the sunset also seemed quite beautiful.

When the setting sun was about to disappear and the afterglow of the sky gradually dimmed, Wang Mang panted heavily, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the small temple in front of him, grinned, and finally reached the top of the mountain!

After several hours of arduous trekking, the brainworm Molan, who was held by Wang Mang, finally reduced his sadness of parting with Black Mountain. She began to look at everything around her curiously. She has been in the Hell for 80 years and never Have never been to this place!

"Tap~Tap! Ugly, sweating all over, almost collapsed on his knees on the top of the mountain. The wolf five he was carrying smiled helplessly, "Brother Ugly, if you don’t let me down, I can walk by myself,"

"I'm pooh!" Ugly shook the wet sweat on his head. Hearing the words, he jumped up very angrily, "Just what you can do in this state! If I don't carry you on your own, you will wait for you to walk on." Three or five days!"

Wolf Five also blushed. He just laughed and didn't dare to refute. Brother Ugly was right. If he didn't rely on him, he wouldn't be able to reach the top of the mountain tomorrow!

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, I'll take a look at this temple, Ugly Tribulation, Wolf Five, you will take care of Mo Lan for me," Wang Mang looked at the gloomy and lonely temple in front of him with some doubts. Curious, such a dilapidated small temple is really desperate! ?

Slowly handing Mo Lan in his arms to Ugly Jie's hands, Wang Mang solemnly confessed: "Although I don't know what kind of test this desperate situation is, but it is always safe to be careful. You wait for me here, I Go in and have a look!"

When Ugly saw this, he nodded solemnly, "Master, don't worry!" Mo Lan also blinked and said with some worry: "Wang Mang, be careful, don't die!"

Wang Mang smiled when he heard the words, turned and walked towards the gate of the small temple, pushed open the dilapidated and rotten wooden door, Wang Mang waved the muddy air in the temple with one hand, looked at the rotten and smelly altar table in the temple, the futon, his eyebrows frowned. Wrinkle, wondering if I came to the wrong place!

The several plates on the altar table formed a gray cobweb connected to the brick wall, as if they were covering something. Wang Mang stepped forward suspiciously, pulled away the thick cobweb, and wanted to see it. Clear the hidden things!

As soon as he pulled away a corner of the spider web, Wang Mang's body suddenly froze, and his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable!

A ferocious Rakshasa evil spirit, sitting on a wooden platform in a brick wall, his expression and appearance are lifelike, not like a dead thing at all!

The most shocking thing is that his extremely evil eyes seem to be emitting a dazzling dark light. Wang Mang took a casual look and fell deeply into it!