This is a corridor of a dark underground palace.

Every other part of the wall, there was a small square hole that resembled a groove, and one of them suddenly poked out a head. There is a big sarcoma on the head of this head, but no one else has it like this in this trip, it is Gu Shiyu.

Gu Shiyu's figure was slightly thin, so he easily climbed out and landed in the corridor.

As soon as he landed, the lamp on the wall lit up, allowing him to see the whole picture of the road.

The walls of the whole body are made of stone bricks, and each stone brick is depicted with a wolf face pattern, which looks like countless faces are paved, and the dense faces of the nine heavens and ten places surround you in all directions, and each of the upper eyeballs seems to be staring at you and sneering, and the ability to resist mental pressure is poor, I am afraid that it will collapse instantly.

Gu Shiyu's expression was normal, and he was about to take a walk, when he suddenly felt something, looked at the next faint square hole, and poked out a head.

This one wasn't as thin as he was, and he was wearing armor and was as heavy as a bear. When he finally came out of the hole, he was already gasping for breath, and when he fell to the ground with a bang, the lamp on the wall was on, and he was able to see the whole picture of the road, and not only the whole picture of the road, but also a particularly majestic person.

"Master Gu?" the guard was shocked, not understanding whether he was dreaming or ...... Dreaming, anyway, the brain is in a state of stiffness for a while.

Gu Shiyu squinted slightly, suddenly burst out, grabbed the guard's neck, and pressed it against the wall: "The people of the Guard's Division, why are you here? Whose subordinate are you?" The weight of the guard's own and the armor seemed to be nothing. This sudden came so that he thought it was a trap set by the imperial court.

"I, I'm General Wang......"

"Which General Wang?"

"Wang Yuenlong ......"

"Who else is there besides Wang Yuenlang?

"No, no ......"

Gu Shiyu's expression was slightly relaxed, and he said: "That is to say, this is your private action, and it was not reported to the imperial court." ”

"Yes......"

"Then you can die. Gu Shiyu used his five fingers hard and twisted his neck. Looking at his corpse indifferently, "You can peek through this trap of the Hu clan, which shows your talent, but it's a pity that you can't live." ”

Suddenly, the sarcoma on his forehead trembled, his face changed suddenly, and he sat down on the spot, and the sarcoma suddenly dried up, as if it had flowed away air bubbles, and correspondingly, earthworm-like tendons crawled on his face, and his face twitched violently.

Finally, he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and fell to the side of the corpse, and the intense pain spread to his whole body, and the whole body was followed by strong convulsions, and if you lifted his clothes, you would find that his whole body was protruding with earthworm-like tendons, as if some dark red liquid was flowing inside.

Among the cultivators' "Killing and Humiliating Demon Tribulations", there is one calamity that is the most unsolvable, and it is a terminal illness caused by congenital deficiencies.

Gu Shiyu had such a terminal illness. His illness was a terrible nightmare for cultivators, and this nightmare had a name called "black blood".

The most important feature of black blood is that blood and vitality are incompatible.

The vitality will destroy and pollute the blood of patients with black blood and cause blood necrosis. The disease occurs once in the first three or five months, and gradually becomes intense, and at Gu Shiyu's age, if he cultivates like this, he will break out once in three or five hours, and if he can't survive, he will die.

If you want to survive, you must either abolish your cultivation and stop your cultivation, or you can continue to break through the realm and use powerful cultivation to fight against the disease, or you can use some natural treasures to purify and cleanse your blood.

"I'm not going to die...... I'm not going to give up...... I've got to get the Ice Soul Dew......" his muffled roar echoed through the corridor.

I don't know how long it took, but the dark red tendons subsided, and the sarcoma on the forehead gradually filled, and it seemed to be a little more swollen than before.

Gu Shiyu gasped and sat up, reached out and touched the sarcoma on his forehead, resisted the urge to crush it, took out a mask from his arms, and put it on his face, as if it had covered the mark of shame, so he was calm.

……

"Cui'er, put out the fire, we're going to get out of this hellish place. ”

"Huh?" Cui'er couldn't react, but extinguished the fire anyway.

"Now close your eyes, don't think about anything, keep crawling forward. ”

Cui'er did as she was told, at first she was very worried about hitting the slate, but she didn't encounter obstacles, and after climbing for a short time, she felt a faint air flow rushing towards her face, and immediately smiled happily: "Childe, we seem to have really come out." ”

When she opened her eyes, there was a faint corridor outside, and she sped up, but when she jumped off the corridor, she suddenly felt a chill.

"Childe, it's so cold here. ”

The wall lamp came on automatically. The wolf face pattern on the stone bricks made Cui'er very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but hug her arms.

Yan Li jumped down, glanced around, and said, "There is an air current, which means that it is not closed to death, but fortunately, it will not be suffocated." Baiyang Palace and the present world do not seem to be connected, and cannot be judged by the season of the present world. Either way, caution is the best. ”

"Hmm. Cui'er nodded in response, and suddenly said strangely, "Childe, how do you know that the slate is an illusion?"

"That's not a hallucination. Yan Li shook his head.

"What's that?" said Cui'er.

Yan Li thought for a while and said, "That's a psychological trap. Didn't we see hanging skeletons and wolf statues outside the tower at first?"

"Hmm. "Cui'er dotted the mantis.

"The skeleton represents death, and the stone statue of the wolf represents the wolf's face, and the builder of the tower first planted these two in our hearts, creating a trap in our hearts. Moreover, no one can avoid it, because their style is very distinct and unique, and I think anyone who sees it for the first time can't help but be attracted to it. ”

When Yan Li said this, he laughed: "When you fell, did you have a brief coma?"

"How did Childe know?" said Cui'er, ashamedly.

"Because you fainted, you don't feel how long you fell. Yan Li said, "And I was awake the whole time, so I gradually felt stuffy, and I turned to internal breathing." However, in fact, this is also a trap, because of the judgment of common sense, I told my subconscious that the deeper I fall, the more difficult it is for the air to circulate, and I will naturally be depressed, so my subconscious creates a feeling of depression, which is equivalent to deceiving myself. ”

He pointed to the stone bricks on the wall and said, "The same goes for the wolf-faced stone slabs. The reason why I say it's not an illusion is because we subconsciously thought of traps, death, and wolves in a narrow and airtight confined space where we couldn't turn around, and the wolf-faced slate was born in the subconscious. It's our subconscious, we believe it exists, and it really exists. ”

Cui'er suddenly realized: "It is we who stop our own progress, so the stone tablet cannot be broken, and if you don't look at anything, don't think about anything, it doesn't exist." It's really a whimsical idea, if it weren't for the fact that the cultivator could turn to the inner breath, I'm afraid that he would have suffocated to death in the predicament he had created. ”

"That's why I said this design is amazing. Yan Li said with a smile.

"So what do we do next?"

Yan Li looked at the front and back and said, "Since you can't tell the direction, just choose one." With that, he walked forward.

Every time I walked through, the wall lamp automatically lit up, and after walking for a long time, I didn't see a fork in the road, as if I had been lighting the lamp.

Cui'er kept looking at Yan Li, watching him walk away with a contemplative look, quietly happy.

"Childe. She suddenly couldn't help but call.

"Huh?" Yan Li looked at her.

Cui'er said softly: "Your eyes are so beautiful, gentle and kind, like the sun, giving people a warm glow. ”

Yan Li almost suspected that he had misheard: "That can only say that your eyesight is poor." I'm a murderer who doesn't blink. ”

"Of course you're a demon!" suddenly came a cold voice.

When Yan Li heard this, surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he hurriedly greeted him: "Sir, are you also out of trouble?"

"Why are they here?" Cui'er felt a pang in her heart, and saw two women, one big and one small, walking in front of her, who were Shen Liuyun and Fu'er.

"The hosts. Fu'er didn't pounce as usual, but looked worriedly.

Yan Li walked briskly, came to Shen Liuyun, and said with a smile: "Why did you come with me, didn't I leave a note? You just go back to Yongling and wait, it's very dangerous here......"

Compared with the hesitation of the future, the person in front of him is tantamount to a reassurance.

Shen Liuyun gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his hand.

Syllable!

The crisp sound echoed in the corridor. A slap hit Yan Li firmly in the face.

Cui'er was stunned, and wanted to ask loudly, but suddenly thought of something and didn't dare to speak.

Yan Li touched the beaten face and forced a smile: "I took the risk from you, it was my fault, you should beat me." ”

Shen Liuyun didn't say anything, and waved his hand again.

Syllable!

was so fast that Yan Li couldn't react, and the other side of the face was hit again.

"It's too much!" he said, feeling both innocent and angry.

"It hurts?" Shen Liuyun asked coldly.

In all fairness, her hands weren't heavy, but it was more of a humiliation than a pain.

Shen Liuyun said coldly: "More than 100,000 innocent people were burned alive, don't they hurt?"

Yan Li was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"They are dead, but the suffering is far from over, and they are still being tortured by you, who is more painful?"

"I ......"

Shen Liuyun was emotional, and directly interrupted Yan Li: "What is life to you? Do you know that you are blasphemy! Desecration of nature, blasphemy of life, why are you so cruel! Are you still a person?"

Yan Li's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "Yes! I'm not a human! I'm a demon! I'm cold-blooded and cruel! I don't even let go of a three-year-old child, are you satisfied?"

Shen Liuyun's face was suddenly full of sadness, and two lines of tears slipped down: "Xiao Fan, do you know that the pain of everyone you kill will be passed on to you; ”

All the anger vanished suddenly.

Yan Li closed his eyes, "But Auntie, the ending is not satisfactory." ”