Chapter 10335 Demon 1

With every bite of meat, Yan Yun's resentment increased. Not only did he hate the Demon Emperor, but also Leng Xuan. He was the master who ruled a region, but now he had fallen to the point of eating human flesh. That kind of hatred could no longer be expressed in words.

When he tasted human flesh for the first time, he couldn't eat it at all. However, as long as he thought of the Demon Emperor and Leng Xuan, he had no scruples. Now, he had only one thought in his mind, that was to survive. Only by surviving could he have a chance to take revenge.

Thinking about the past, as a master, why did he need to eat the fireworks of the world, but now he is no different from a mortal, and naturally he can't help but have all kinds of ** like a mortal. When he thought of these, the anger in his heart was really getting higher and higher. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, gritting his teeth and said: "This revenge is not avenged for others."

After eating the meat and filling his stomach, Yan Yun stood up again and walked in the direction he had set. There is no special reference in this space. Unless you can stand on a high place, it is difficult to find the right direction. Because this place is in the mountains, the sight is blocked by the peaks, and it is impossible to see further.

Yan Yun knew that his time was running out. The human flesh he carried was decreasing every day, and he could only last for three days at most. By then, without food to replenish his physical strength, he would sooner or later starve to death here. Therefore, within these three days, he must find a way out.

I don’t know how long I have walked, Yan Yun felt that his legs were no longer able to lift up, and he was now relying on his strong desire to survive to grit his teeth and persist. Suddenly, a protruding stone appeared under his feet, blocking his steps. Inadvertently, he staggered and fell directly to the ground. His forehead was cut by the gravel on the ground, and blood flowed.

Lying on the ground, he felt as if his body was falling apart, and he couldn’t lift any strength, and even his consciousness began to become trance.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a voice in his mind. The voice seemed to be there and not there, and he didn’t know where it came from. He tried to raise his head and look around, but he didn’t see anyone.

"Is it going to die?" He muttered to himself.

He had never experienced death, but he had heard that people would have hallucinations and auditory hallucinations before they died.

As he thought about it, his eyes went dark, and he finally couldn't hold on and fell into a coma.

Time passed bit by bit, and there was a dead silence all around. Suddenly, Yan Yun, who was sleeping, woke up suddenly and looked around. He had always thought that he had auditory hallucinations, but that vague voice kept hovering in his mind and had not dissipated for a long time.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a mountain not far away. For some reason, he felt that something on the mountain seemed to be calling him from the future, and the feeling was very real.

Gritting his teeth, he threw away all distractions, struggled to stand up, and ran towards the mountain with all his strength. No matter what was on the mountain, in his mind, it might be his only chance to survive.

The mountain was very high, nearly a hundred meters, and the surface was covered with protruding stones, like sharp spikes. Before he climbed more than ten meters, his body was already covered with wounds and bloodstains.

At this time, he grabbed a stone with one hand, with his lower body suspended in the air, trying to use the force to climb up.