"Can I go straight to the eighth floor?" asked after a moment's thought.

"No, every felony in custody has its own unique way of teleporting, and you can't go to the next level unless they are willing. ”

"Give me a little time, I need to recover, how to get to the second floor?"

Happy moved his shoulders, feeling the recovery of his physical strength a little bit, he had been silently running the prayer wheel while talking to Hehuan, and found that in the Heavenly Machine Tower, the scripture energy seemed to be blessed, and both the combat power and the recovery speed had been greatly improved.

"No, keep walking in the direction in front of you, there is a door in the corner at the end, and behind the door is the second floor. ”

He Huan pointed in the direction behind him and said without looking back.

What followed was a long silence, happily meditating and pranayama with his eyes closed, the bored Qin Qianyu stood up and walked around twice, and ran to talk to Hehuan when she was really bored.

"Hey, you just said that you've been looking for your girlfriend?"

Once a woman's gossip fire burns brightly, the energy and destructive power it contains are unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Did you find it?"

At this moment, her mind was already filled with a lot of idiotic questions, completely forgetting that the spirit around her was even less light than her some time ago.

"Nope. He Huan shook his head, Qin Qianyu's words seemed to poke at He Huan's pain, and his expression was very silent.

"Do you still love her?" the woman has an unimaginable passion for the topic of love.

He Huan didn't speak, he was stunned for a moment, thoughtful, and then nodded slightly.

"I'll help you find her when you get out. Qin Qianyu patted Hehuan's shoulder,

Hehuan's nod was serious.

She was moved by compassion and moved by Hehuan's sincerity to her lover.

I have only heard of women who pay a lot of money for their feelings, and in the end they are sad alone, and their hearts and intestines are broken, and it turns out that men's feelings can be so long and so delicate.

The two talked a lot, Hehuan's life, their love, the past, and the stories that happened.

Qin Qianyu was immersed in the sweet feelings of Hehuan and her lover, and didn't find that she was happy that she had actually opened her eyes.

With a long sigh of relief, he stood up happily.

"Let's go, there's business to do. Happy stretched out his hand to pull up Qin Qianyu, who was sitting on the ground, and led her to the corner.

A black door stood in the void, and happily twisted the handle, and said loudly as he walked inside.

"I'll help you find her and tell her that you still love her. ”

After speaking, he pulled Qin Qian and walked into the door without looking back.

"Thank you...... Thank you. Hehuan wept bitterly, wantonly releasing the feelings in his chest.

The second layer is different from the first layer, and the whole hue is dark red.

In the same way, it is another empty space.

Everything here is dark red, and even the slowly flowing qualitative air is dyed dark red.

Xing Xing led Qin Qianyu to the middle, and his intuition told him that there was someone in the middle.

A withered figure stood not far away, four massive chains reaching out of nothingness, binding the figure's hands and feet.

The chunky chains shimmer with metallic sheen, and the old clasp shows its age.

Happy led Qin Qianyu slowly closer.

A pale face appeared in front of him, male, skinny face without a trace of blood, long hair messy at the back of his head, drooping at the corners of his eyes, deep sunken eye sockets, heavy dark circles made him look very tired, and his thin body hung with fragments of several strips of clothing, stained with bright red blood.

The figure struggled to maintain a standing position, but in fact, the chains on his limbs were tightly locked, and the slightest movement would cause the chains to immediately straighten and block his movements.

He was tired, but he couldn't walk, he couldn't sit, he couldn't even kneel.

It's a form of torture.

Torture the body is also torture the heart.

"Who are you?"

The voice of the figure was hoarse, like a long-dried river rubbing against sand.

"Are you Mingyang?" asked Xing Xing.

The figure's head rose slightly, and this action seemed to consume a lot of his strength, and his chest rose and fell very much.

"Have you heard of me from Hehuan, what are you doing here?"

"I'm going to the eighth floor to find Zhu Kui, and I need you to let us go. ”

"What are you looking for her?"

"Give her a detoxification. Xing Xing pointed to Qin Qianyu behind him, and then said.

Mingyang raised his eyes and looked at Qin Qianyu, who didn't speak for a long time.

"You're so blessed that someone cares about you...... And who cares if I live or die?"

Ming Yang, who had been silent, suddenly became hysterical, excessive excitement made his face even paler, and his round eyes were bloodshot, mixed with too complex feelings, envy, jealousy, hatred, madness, remorse, despair......

"How can we get through?"

In the face of Ming Yang, who was locked, Xing didn't have much to worry about, the opponent's body was restricted, and he had lost the opportunity.

"I need blood! a lot of blood!"

Ming Yang tightened the chains of his arms and roared with all his strength again.

"Yes. "Happy to think for a moment, and reply decisively.

At present, there is no other way, Hehuan has said that it can only be done willingly, otherwise it will not be possible to pass directly.

The corners of Mingyang's weak eyes suddenly rose, as if there was a sudden injection of vitality.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, a wicked smile creeping up the corners of his mouth.

"And you?"

Ming Yang's eyes moved from Happy to Qin Qianyu's face, and he seemed to be more interested in women.

"Or is it her?"

I want to move forward when I am happy to raise my legs, and the creed of life in the past 20 years is that I have to do it when I think of it, and it is better to waste time on thinking, and it is better to do it wrong and start again.

The clothes were pulled by Qin Qianyu behind her, and she happily turned around and glanced at her when she stepped out.

Qin Qianyu didn't speak, just shook her head at him.

Happy and shyly smiled, from this girl, he felt deep concern.

She was afraid that something would happen to him.

Grabbed Qin Qianyu and held her little hand in her hand.

Tender, soft, and slender fingers are boneless.

Happy and greedily pinched two handfuls to reassure her.

Over the past few days, two people have become accustomed to holding hands together.

The moment I let go of her, I was happy with a little bit of loss.

A strong sense of responsibility urged him to move forward, whether it was to complete the task, detoxify her and save her life, or the faint good feeling that quietly grew in his heart.

Walking a few steps to Ming Yang, Tianque answered the call, and reluctantly swiped lightly at the artery of the master's left arm.

The golden light flashed, and bright red blood seeped out along the knife edge.

Happy stretched out his arm and leaned in front of Ming Yang and looked at him gesturely.

Ming Yang stared at the letter suspiciously for two seconds, but he couldn't resist the huge temptation of blood, so he bit it.

Well...... Happy snorted in pain, and Mingyang's teeth were a little sharp and unceremoniously pierced the skin of Happy Arms, successfully creating several more bleeding spots around the knife edge.

A strong feeling of sucking acted on the happy wrist, and blood gushed out, and with it, there were dots of scripture energy.

There is a certain amount of blood in the human body, and it is happy to be able to feel Mingyang's greed.

One bite is as tight as a mouthful, one bite is slammed over another, he doesn't have any good intentions, sucks according to him, and is happy that the final end is to be sucked alive.

Happy not stupid.

He forcibly withdrew his arm and shook it gently, the blood lost affected his body to a certain extent, but fortunately, there was scriptural energy to replenish it at all times.

"What's the matter?"

Mingyang's tongue licked the remaining blood stains on his mouth, and he looked happy with a playful expression.

"Okay, still not satisfied?"

happily tilted his head to look at Ming Yang, and his dragging expression made people look very unhappy.

"It's up to me whether I'm satisfied or not. ”

"Does that mean repentance?"

Happy asked a silly question.

Ming Yang didn't speak, and the drama on his face was even stronger.

"My blood doesn't taste so good. ”

The appearance of tilting his head happily was a little underwhelming, and the little high-minded tone brought out between his words made people want to beat him up.

Tian Que instantly appeared in Xingxing's hand, and the long sword pointed straight at Yang Yang's chest, and the sword flashed.

"Take a closer look at the difference between the blood you drink. ”

Happy outstretched arms were extremely stable and unaffected by excessive blood loss.

Coming to the second layer, the scripture energy became more cheerful and bursting, and the repair ability of his body became more powerful.

Ming Yang was stunned when he heard this, and the sudden blood injection paralyzed his nerves, and at this time, he found that the fresh blood that had flowed into his body was mixed with a lot of energy that made his body very uncomfortable.

Tyrannical energy roamed with his blood, attacking his withered, rotten body that had almost turned to dust.

The fragile body cannot withstand such a vigorous scrubbing of scriptural energy.

The process is extremely painful, like recreating the body.

"The scripture energy will destroy your body little by little, if I want to kill you, I don't need to use a sword, just watch slowly. ”

The deterrent effect has worked, and the sword is retracted with joy.

This time, he looked at Ming Yang with a playful face.

"Drink blood to live, and if you continue like this, you will die. ”

"Now you tell me, do you want to die, or do you want to live?"