The speed of the fall was faster than Zhao Ji expected, although it seemed to be endless, and it seemed that it could never sink to the bottom. When darkness came, his face turned pale. Fengle Building is seven stories high, huge, heavy, and gorgeous, and it takes a while just to jump from the top floor and fall to the ground. With such a huge building, Zhao Ji never imagined that it could still "move", and it would fall so flexibly and rapidly.

When he was so dizzy by the tremors around him, Ye Langxing's hand reached over, grabbed his wrist, clasped his hand on the window handle, leaned over and said, "Hold it tight!"

When he was at a loss, Zhao Ji habitually handed himself over to others. Zhao Ji hurriedly stretched out his hands and grabbed the window handle, but Ye Langxing slapped a hand, Ye Langxing said: "Grab the handle so that you don't fall." People are sticking to the wall, crouching!"

Zhao Ji squatted down obediently and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry." ”

When he said this, the speed of Fengle Lou's fall suddenly stagnated, he stared at his eyes in surprise, and before he had time to celebrate this hard-won short-term safety, then Fengle Lou smashed into the ground, touching the ground, and the huge impact produced directly shook Ye Langxing, who had not had time to dodge, and immediately did a backflip, kicking to the far corner;

Dust poured in from all directions, flying up from the ground, choking the surrounding escorts and coughing. Zhao Ji sat on the ground panting, thinking, okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's just that his legs and hands hurt from the shock. What's more –

Ye Langxing walked over, patted him on the shoulder, looked at his misty eyes, and asked, "Your brain is not broken, Your Highness Duan Wang?"

Zhao Ji said: "I'm sober...... Ouch. "His knee hurts when he moves, so he rubs his knee with his hand. Ye Langxing saw that something was not quite right in what he touched, and frowned: "Your head is above, not below." What year is it?"

"Huh?" Zhao Ji, who hadn't thought about this question for almost a year, was asked about the year, and really thought about it before he said, "Yuan Fu - Yuan Fu is the second year, right?"

"Good. Ye Langxing pulled him up, "Let's go, His Royal Highness King Duan." ”

Zhao Ji wanted to stand up slowly, but he was dragged by Ye Langxing so stiffly, his knees clicked, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, but how could he, a person who didn't know martial arts at all, have the ability to resist, and was directly pulled out by Ye Langxing in three steps and two steps, Zhao Ji was like a toddler, falling while walking, and was pulled up before he fell, and said in his mouth: "Wait, wait, my knee hurts, I'm afraid my leg will break." ”

Ye Langxing ignored it completely, pulled him hard, and just said, "Hurry up." As soon as he looked up, at the same time, the members of the escort team led by Wenshu walked out in unison and neatly against the wall, like a long centipede, and disappeared at the corner of the door in an instant.

Zhao Ji was not in a hurry, but Ye Langxing was in a hurry. I only heard Ye Langxing's voice ruthlessly, and said, "Who doesn't have knee pain, I even hit my head." Everybody's out, you're the only one left!" he tugged and pulled and pushed him to the door.

Zhao Ji raised his head and saw the dome of Fengle Tower, the once golden and colorful round dome, after the completion of the "descent" just now, it had turned into a gray dead thing like a stone statue, and the snow fell in a devastated manner. In a daze, Zhao Ji was pulled out of Fengle Building by Ye Langxing, and when the dim purple-blue light crashed into his eyes, he heard a buzz behind him, like a very thin line cutting through his brain-he turned his head.

"Feng Le Lou ......," he said dumbfounded, "when did ...... 'flip' over?"

This unattainable Fengle Building, which he tried his best to climb to the top and broke away from after falling, stood behind him in a very strange posture - with the bottom as the top, with the top as the bottom, standing upside down to the sky. This reminded him that he was indeed at the top just now, and now he is "turning over".

Without waiting for him to react, he was caught off guard, and Fengle Lou trembled in an instant, the sound was like thunder, the bricks and soil collapsed, and the smoke rose to the sky. The dust is in the direction of the sky, and the sky is like a huge mouth that sucks inward, swallowing the gray dust into it, and the collapsed debris is a funnel that is large and small at the top, sticking to the purple-blue sky.

At this moment, the dust on the "ground" and the traces of Fengle Building on the ground have all disappeared. Feng Le Lou, including everything in Feng Le Lou, was crushed in front of them.

Zhao Ji looked blank and slowly stood up.

"Is His Royal Highness King Duan's leg healed?" Ye Langxing said quietly, "Is it good before Fengle Tower collapses, or is it good after seeing it collapse?"

Zhao Ji said sluggishly: "I ......"

Ye Langxing looked at the escort team that came out first, and said in an unusually serious tone: "If His Royal Highness King Duan doesn't have time to run out, how many lives will you have to use to afford it?"

Wenshu hurriedly snapped his knees and fell to the ground, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "The subordinates deserve death!" The subordinates originally wanted to go outside to find out first, in case there were those 'attacks' in the 'real world'...... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be like this. ”

"External troubles and internal worries are indispensable. Don't you see? When the building collapsed just now, the beams of the building were already destroyed and could not be supported at all, and the collapse of the whole ground was an inevitable result. Ye Langxing said coldly, "When I was handling cases, many people were often in extremely dangerous situations, and they couldn't relax for a moment. If you protect people like this, those who are protected don't know how many times they have died. What exactly do you do as a guard? You are Cai Gongzi's guard, right? Cai Gongzi is just that, but His Royal Highness Duan Wang can tolerate you to make mistakes a few times?"

Zhao Ji saw Wenshu's kowtow banging, he couldn't bear it, blocked in front of Ye Langxing, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, that's because I didn't think about it, and besides, who would have expected this kind of thing to happen—isn't it, Wen Guard? You don't know, don't you? I don't know......" He said, the embarrassed smile on his face gradually stiffened and fell, "So, we can't go back now, right." ”

Ye Langxing looked at him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Forget it." Compared to this, the matter in front of you is more important, His Royal Highness King Duan. There will always be a way, but there is no turning back. So, 'how to go back' is not something worth thinking about now, please be very careful, 100%, 1000, 1000, 10000, you have to live to the end. This is General Wang's 'wish'. ”

Zhao Ji said: "I know...... I know. He turned to look forward and saw a strange jungle in front of him with lush branches like ghost hands, and said, "The world of the Huayang Sect is another existence derived from 'reality'. However, the opposite of 'reasonable' is 'unknown', all the incredible, all the treacherous, all the terrifying, and the catastrophe will never be recovered......"

The forest is a "whole", a whole piece of chaotic flesh, with faint breathing and fluttering, and inside is chaotic nothingness.

The sole of the shoe stepped on the branch, making a crisp sound of "click", which drove a faint pain in the entire jungle, and suddenly the branch trembled, the air was cold, and the knife-like wind slashed over the top of everyone's heads, Zhao Ji hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound. The brook rippled in his puppy-like eyes, a stone paddled over it, rippling on the water.

Ye Langxing slapped him on the back of the protruding bone joints, and said, "I said, His Royal Highness Duanwang, let you be careful, I don't mean to let you 'grass and trees are soldiers'." There may indeed be a 'fantasy' here, but so far it should not have appeared. So, you don't have to be so nervous that it affects the progress of the whole team, so that you can't get out for three days and three nights. We have all the time now, and we don't know if there is an hour left. ”

"I'm sorry. Zhao Ji closed his eyes, broke out in a cold sweat, and said, "But, didn't you 'hear'?"

Wenshu stopped vigilantly and said, "What do you hear, Your Royal Highness Duanwang?

Zhao Ji's face became more and more ugly, and the expression on his face became more and more painful and terrifying: "That's not the 'sound of the wind', how can the sound of the wind be like this, big and small, far and near, poignant, soft and weak...... I've heard this voice, and I can't forget it, it's not a 'wind', it's a 'cry'. It's Narutoshin, it's Narushin crying......"

Slowly, slowly, he knelt down, his hands crossed over his neck, his head raised, his eyes wide open, his mouth open with difficulty breathing, unable to make a sound. The places covered by his fingers gradually showed blue and purple strangulation marks.

- Because he had suffered the loss of his hand, this time he simply blocked his actions and blocked his air outlet, so that he had no power to fight back at all.

Narutoshin's figure passed in front of him. Slim, small, looming, he will never admit mistakes.

However, the strangest thing is that since he is preventing him from "cracking" the illusion, and it looks like he is going to kill him, why is Narushin crying?

His ears were ringing, his vision was blurred, his heart was beating wildly—his neck couldn't move. He looked at the branches in the distance in a daze, and faintly, there seemed to be a "person".

The man hung his head and hung between the branches, a small thin man, dressed in bright red clothes, and he could see that he was a child. Fluttering and dead, trembling with the wind.

Zhao Ji squinted his eyes reluctantly, and finally determined that the body was pierced by branches, and the sharp branches were bright red from both sides of his neck, and blood was dripping down; Zhao Ji's heart trembled, and he looked at it, and suddenly, the child raised his head and grinned, and the corners of his mouth cracked to the sides of his ears with a smile, it was Mingxin!

Blood trickled down from the corners of her mouth, and two huge eyeballs rolled down from their sockets! Then, she bled from all her orifices, and a huge strange sphere bulged out from her abdomen, bigger and bigger, and finally exploded into countless fragments with a click, and her limbs and hundreds of bones fell one by one in this explosion--torn apart?!

The sense of terror completely blinded Zhao Ji, he was almost stunned in such a situation, but fortunately, the moment he saw this scene, or the illusion, the suffocation around his neck disappeared!

He didn't know what was happening, but he knew that there was a chance to escape. He stood up, took two steps back, and seeing that there was nothing out of the ordinary, he was about to retreat again, when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw half of Ye Langxing's pale face, half of his head bloody and fleshy.

His eyes hung at the corners of his mouth like Naruto just between the branches, and the juice in his brain trickled down, soaking the corners of his clothes.

Such a terrifying and close scene greatly stimulated Zhao Ji's spirit. He shouted, took a few steps back, and was about to run, when he heard Ye Langxing call him again: "His Royal Highness King Duan!"

This sound is like a rooster crowing through the darkness, tearing apart the daylight in the night sky, the clear stream in the turbid waves, tearing apart everything that is chaotic, tearing it up, and revealing the truth!

- Zhao Ji trembled and raised his head, and then looked at it, Ye Langxing stood in front of him well, standing in front of him normally, his face was handsome and clean, under the two heroic eyebrows, his eyes were as clear as a Li Spring, and when he pursed his lips, there were two pear vortices at the corners of his mouth. Very good. His whole person is very good.

Zhao Ji sat paralyzed on the ground, shocked and said, "I'm sorry, I ...... just now A little delirious. I seem to see that Narushin is dead. ”

"Narutoshin?" Ye Langxing said contemplatingly, "You've been chanting this name. Who is she?"

Zhao Ji's hand touched the grass on the ground and squeezed it slightly, which gave him a little sense of security. He paused and said, "She is a little girl who can 'create dreams' and belongs to the Huayang Sect. Su Can and I have faced her once. In her own world, she can be said to be an invincible existence. But I saw just now that she was torn into several pieces in the jungle......"

Ye Langxing said: "What you see may not be true. You're probably so nervous that you're hallucinating. ”

Zhao Ji argued: "But I really saw ...... just now"

"Do you know what I saw just now?" Ye Langxing interrupted him, "I see that you are pinching yourself, and you don't listen to your call at all, and you can't control it. If I hadn't come up and knocked your hand off—I never knew you had that much strength, and you'd probably have strangled yourself by now. ”

"I ...... Pinch yourself yourself?"

Zhao Ji couldn't believe his ears. But from the words that came out of Ye Langxing's mouth, there was no room for refutation and argument at all. He had to find the reason from himself: "Then I am probably bewitched by some hallucination." Don't you all feel that something is wrong?"

Ye Langxing said: "No." They have already gone to the front, and it seems that nothing has happened. If you go slowly, I will follow your speed, and if something like this happens just now, your progress will be even slower. ”

Zhao Ji hung his head and said, "That's not right." You can't just judge that they're okay. As you said, I pinched myself quietly just now, and I didn't have a big movement 'by myself' except for what I saw, but I did almost die......"

Ye Langxing was stunned for a moment and said, "That's right." He looked up at the unknown road ahead, and his uneasiness began to climb upward.

"Since I 'really' experienced those terrible things, and would have died without your help, it means that this dangerous illusion does exist here. It's very dangerous here, and something can happen at any time. Zhao Ji held his hands in an empty hand and put it to his mouth to blow it, this time no one stopped him, "-just because I am weak-willed, so I will be the first to be infected, no matter how many people it will persecute, I will first 'disperse' it!"

He lifted his breath and was about to blow his hand when between the lightning and flint, an invisible sky rushed from afar, and opened his hands with a bang, Zhao Ji fell down in surprise, and suddenly the purple-black light in front of him boiled, as if the sky here was crushed all at once into his eyes, invading his soul, it was an invisible pool of cold water, he was a soaked corpse.

He opened his eyes and saw Narushin floating in the void in front of him, there was no smile on her originally beautiful and cute little face, in the dim illusion, her eyes were hidden under the shadow of deep eye sockets, and her whole expression was cold as if it were an inanimate thing. She looked at him in silence, making Zhao Ji suspect that she was soaked in the same wine vat as her, and the two cold corpses looked at each other from a distance, lifeless.

But in the end, it was Zhao Ji who took the lead in speaking: "...... See you again, Sister Naruto. You scared the hell out of me. You deliberately scared me, didn't you? Don't scare me like that anymore, even if you want me to die, don't let me pee my pants in fear, okay? ”

The little girl in front of him didn't say a word, and looked at him coldly and unfamiliarly, which made him feel panicked, and this feeling really seemed to be looking at a corpse - at least in the mausoleum, there were still some blood relatives and ancestors lying down.

"Narutoshin?" Zhao Ji greeted her tentatively again, "Do you still recognize me...... You, is that Naruto?"

The little girl in front of her suddenly opened her mouth wide, and pounced with her teeth and claws, her expression was terrible, her facial features were hideous, strange, terrifying, and oppressive; as soon as she approached, Zhao Ji's brain was buzzing, no different from the feeling when she heard the cry for the first time, Zhao Ji shivered coldly, and when she raised her head, her body passed through her chest and penetrated through her back!

In the crunching noise, her body continued to elongate and elongated, and in the sound of Gragra's suspected broken joints, her long, disembodied body continued to lean back, as if she was bending down into a strange wheel, and her expressionless strange and terrifying face bent backwards from mid-air, silently, looking at Zhao Ji upside down, her eyes quickly became bloodshot and turned bright red, like a festive red lantern on Frost Moon Street. The fire in the lantern turned into magma and poured out.