At this time, in the forbidden land of death on the 18th floor of the Hell Tower, except for the footsteps of Ye Shuai and Bing Yu, there was no sound in silence, just like the end of the world, time stood still, dull and terrifying.

"Brother Night, Brother Night, I've been walking for almost ten hours, I can't go anymore!" Bingyu said as she dragged her lead-filled legs, panting.

Ye Shuai was also panting, and the corners of his lips were already chapped.

"Xiao Su, drink and sleep!"

Ye Shuai handed over a bottle of mineral water, which was already the twentieth bottle they had drunk.

This time, fortunately, he asked Xia Lingwen to help him buy a lot of food and drink, but even if there were many more, if they couldn't find a way out, they would eventually starve to death here.

After Bing Yu took a sip, he said with some frustration: "Brother Ye, will we die in this?"

"No! I'll definitely find my way out!" said Ye Shuai as he looked at the foggy sky in the distance.

"But Brother Night, we walk back to the original point every half an hour, so I'm afraid we won't be able to get out for the rest of our lives!"

Bingyu was finally giving up. Even in the mercenary training camp, she had never encountered such a difficult path to follow.

Repetition is boring.

But there is no hopeless repetition, not boring, but even more hopeless.

"Xiao Su, there is no other way than to go down now. Thankfully, so far, the marks we left every time we encounter a big rock have not been repeated. ”

Ye Shuai also opened a bottle of water and took a sip. Although there is still a lot of water, until a sure way is found, keeping more water will support them to live longer.

"Brother Ye, but every time we encounter the same stone, if we go on like this, I'm afraid that if you don't die of exhaustion, you will already die of thirst and starvation. ”

"I still have water and food here!"

"How long can we do that?"

"About a little over a month. ”

"But Brother Night, a month later, is it still like this?"

“――”

Night Shuai was silent.

But is there any other way than to move on?

Ye Shuai has actually thought of countless ways, he asked the emperor old man, his answer is: this is different from what he saw a thousand years ago, and he doesn't know how to crack it; he asked Xiao B, but since Xiao B answered Ye Shuai's question before, it has not appeared, as if it disappeared with this silent desert; Ye Shuai scratched his brain, and the last way he thought of was that there was no way, except for looking forward to the origin of this road back, not the real origin, then they still have to go out one day, otherwise, he and Bing Yu are destined to die here。

Now thinking about the smiling faces of the people of Suo Xing Sect when they walked into the Forbidden Land of Death, his palms couldn't help but clench into fists.

Bing Yu saw that Ye Shuai was silent, and she lay down gently on the sand dune.

"Brother Night, I'm so sleepy, I don't want to go......"

"Well, if you're sleepy, you can sleep for a while, and I'll give you the wind!"

"Yes, Brother Night, there won't be anyone here, you can sleep too, maybe when you rest your mind, you will come up with some good ideas." ”

"I'm not sleepy yet, you can sleep first!"

Ye Shuai supported his head with one hand, like a sleeping Arhat posture, lying casually.

At this time, Yeshuai's vision is also oblique, which is different from the scenery when he is standing.

"Where do you think you've seen this view?"

Ye Shuai suddenly felt that this scene was so familiar.

"Brother Night, we've been walking for almost twenty round-trips, of course you've seen it, it's strange if you're not familiar with it!"

“…… Well, maybe I'm thinking too much!"

Although Ye Shuai was sure that this scene was not seen when he entered the Hell Tower, he really couldn't remember where he saw it, so he simply didn't want to.

"Well, Brother Night, can you sing?" asked Bing Yu at this time.

"This, ahem, I was born with a pentatonic ......"

"Then I'll sing it to you. ”

"Okay!"

Then, in this empty desert, the song of ice jade wafted.

This brother is Ye Shuai's favorite song, the name is "Cherry Blossom Grass", Bing Yu has a sweet voice and a melodious melody, Ye Shuai didn't expect her to not only play the piano and sing so well, but he was drunk.

……

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

The desert, which should have been hot and full of sun, has become a sand bed for the two of them to sleep on.

I don't know when, Bingyu's singing has stopped, her eyes are slightly closed, and she gradually falls into a dream.

Although Ye Shuai wanted to be sober, Xuantian Dabi fought continuously for a day and a night, plus he walked here for more than ten hours, even the iron-clad man couldn't stand it. Soon, he also fell asleep.

In his sleep, he actually returned to the Blue Star, he followed Xue Ya and the fiancée princess into the capital, and then in the Jade Gambling Competition, he solved three pieces of divine jade, and became the strongest jade master on the Blue Star in one fell swoop. But just as the crowd was cheering for him, he suddenly felt a knock on the head.

"Oops~"

Suddenly he woke up from his dream.

"Where's the ice jade?"

After Ye Shuai opened his eyes, he found that the ice jade beside him was gone.

He immediately got up and carefully examined the place where Bing Yu had just laid, but there was no trace at all.

"Ice Jade~"

"Ice Jade~"

"Where are you~"

……

Ye Shuai was anxious, but his voice was like a sea of mud, and he didn't receive any reply.

Where did the ice jade go?

If Bingyu wants to leave, she will definitely sue him.

But it disappeared without any warning, and there was only one possibility, that is, when this qiē happened, Bing Yu was still asleep.

But in this ghost space, there are obviously no two ants, who will do it?

"Bingyu~ Where are you, can you hear my voice?"

Ye Shuai ran forward and shouted, but unfortunately no one answered.

"Boy, I have a feeling that that girlfriend of yours has disappeared far away. ”

At this moment, the old man's voice of the Emperor suddenly sounded in Ye Shuai's mind.

"I said, master, do you need to sleep too, why don't you help me look at some ice jade?"

Yeshuai was a little angry at this time.

"Hey, boy, I'm your master, and I'm not your doorman, why do I do the doorman's business for you. ”

"Okay, anyway, I can't get out now, if you don't want to live, I'll have a big deal to destroy the Shenhai and die together. ”

"Oh, my boy, don't mess around. I can't find your girlfriend, but I'm sure she's not dead. Why don't you hurry up and find a way to save her, and what are you angry with me?"

"Think of a way, find a way... Right... Find a way to ......"

Ye Shuai sat down on the desert and gradually calmed down.

"Bingyu, how the hell did you disappear?"

Night Shuai sat on the world, looking out at the empty desert.

"Huh, this scene?"

Ye Shuai frowned again, he suddenly found a problem, that is, the scenery here is different when standing, sitting, and lying down, especially when sitting, this scene is so familiar and familiar......

Suddenly, he slapped his head.

"I remembered! I remembered!"

"--It's a gossip yin-yang diagram!"

"That's right, it's the pattern in that yin and yang gossip diagram!"

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