The rain was pouring down.

It was not relieved by the arrival of Zhang Lang and Sidrani.

Here, it's a dark world.

The leaves of the trees with large human faces covered the entire ground.

Even above the ground, you don't see a bit of bare ground at all.

What kind of tree gives birth to such leaves?

Zhang Lang doesn't know, no one knows.

The trees here are not very tall, but the branches are swirling vigorously.

The crooked trunk of the tree is like a warrior in the midst of war who will never fall to the ground.

However, compared to the warriors, this tree does not have that kind of magnificent color, but has a sense of seclusion.

But this feeling is not the same as the illusion that Zhang Lang saw.

The rain hit Zhang Lang's face, and it felt very real.

Yes, unlike illusions, everything here is real.

If you insist on saying that the trees here look like something, Zhang Lang found that the shape of the trees here is very similar to the totem of Huaguo, the dragon.

The twisted roots of the tree cling to the surface of the earth as if they were the body of a legendary dragon.

And the strong branches are the claws of the dragon!

If there is any eye on this trunk, there is no doubt that it is the dragon's eye.

Dragon?

Could it be that this place has something to do with dragons?

Suddenly, Zhang Lang suddenly had such a strange idea in his heart.

Not quite right......

Dragons are supposed to be things that don't exist in this world......

How......

But whether it exists or doesn't exist, no one in the world can say clearly.

After all, after seeing the battle illusion of the white-eyed old way, the range that Zhang Lang can accept now has become very huge/large.

……

"Zhang Lang, where are we?" Sidrani had already woken up and turned around, and when he saw the dark world, he said weakly.

Even after being treated by Zhang Lang's Yin Yang Divine Skill, there is no problem in the physical aspect, but in the mental aspect, it is quite weak.

You must know that in the dark environment, under the pouring rain, she guarded Zhang Lang alone, and she didn't even know how long the time had passed.

You know, in an unknown environment, a little girl is alone for so long, I don't know how scared it will be.

Although Sidrany is just a twenty-seven-year-old girl who looks like a little girl, as the kaolin flower of the German Empire, she will at least be accompanied by Michelle.

It's the first time I've been alone in a dark and ghostly environment for so long.

So now Sidrani is quite mentally exhausted.

Even when talking to Zhang Lang, he was talking about the spirit.

"I don't know what the hell this is." Zhang Lang replied, and then comforted Sidrani, "But don't worry, at least it's still on Earth, it shouldn't be bad." ”

"Hmm." Sidrani nodded, leaned on Zhang Lang's shoulder, and narrowed his eyes.

She was extremely tired now, and if there was a chuang, she really wanted to go and get a good night's sleep.

Although he said this, Zhang Lang's heart was not very calm, and he was not as calm as he said.

What the hell is this place?

Also, how the hell did he and Sidrani get here?

Zhang Lang struggled to recall what had happened earlier.

The spinal cord in the head throbbed.

It was as if something had interrupted his memories.

"Sidrani, do you remember how we came to this place before?" Zhang Lang asked, walking in the boundless and strange forest with Sidrani on his back.

His previous memory was only that he was in the state of black pupils, and he forcibly crushed the soul carrier pigeon of a wicked person.

As for what happened next, he had no memory at all.

How the black pupil state was lifted, Zhang Lang didn't know.

"I don't know much either, you told me to keep my eyes closed while you were fighting, and I kept my eyes closed......" Sidrani opened his eyes and said slowly.

"That's ......" Zhang Lang nodded, it wasn't Sidrani's fault, but his own order was wrong.

"Zhang Lang, thank you, in order not to let me see such a bloody and violent scene, you directly asked me to close my eyes, I am really relieved to have you by my side." Sidrani wrapped his arms around Zhang Lang's neck and sniffled.

Because of the cold rain, the temperature around him was only about fifteen degrees, and it was natural for Sidrani to feel cold.

After all, her clothes are now soaking wet.

"Hehe, nothing." Zhang Lang shook his head, giving full play to the humble spirit of the Chinese people, looking at the forest around him, in the endless heavy rain, he said helplessly, "Sidrani, if it is said that there is a house in front of us, we can rest to our heart's content......"

"Well, I want to do it too......" Although it is also comfortable on Zhang Lang's back, it is even more comfortable to say that there is a chuang.

After all, there is a good saying.

What is the difference between sleeping on a desk at school and chuang at home?

The difference is not that you learn something and don't learn something, or that you waste time and there is no relationship that wastes time, but that one sleeps comfortably and the other sleeps uncomfortable.

Perhaps only students can understand such a gap......

Zhang Lang said self-deprecatingly, speaking of which, he has not been a student for a few days, and that feeling makes him a little nostalgic.

At least in the classroom at Yenching University, he also experienced a feeling of drowsiness.

And it was in the midst of Anjura's briefing.

Speaking of which, it would be nice to be able to call the outside world.

In that case, you might be able to listen to Ajura's lecture again and enjoy sleeping in class again.

But it was in vain.

In this rainforest-like place, Zhang Lang's phone and Sidrani's phone were announced, and the signal was gone.

I don't know what is in this jungle that is interfering with the magnetic field here.

In other words, the magnetic field in this jungle is inherently disordered.

What the hell is the place!

Wait, this-

"Sidrani, why did you stop?" Sidrani didn't understand why Zhang Lang didn't leave, "If you're tired of walking, please let me go and take a rest." ”

"No, Sidrani, I'm not tired, look at what the hell is up ahead!" Zhang Lang was a little speechless in surprise at this time.

"What...... Yes? House! Sidrani was shocked.

Oh my God, there's a house up ahead!

It is also a general house similar to the Miao village in the Lingnan area of Huaguo.

No, if it is according to Zhang Lang's impression, this kind of building should be the room of the legendary hermit who existed in the Warring States Period of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

But why is it here?

Moreover, why is there a few huge/large characters engraved on this house - "Nine Netherworlds"!

What does this mean, exactly?

In the pouring rain, in the strange forest, there was only this one house, and it was dark inside.

However, the four big characters of "Nine Netherworlds" exude a gloomy light in a dark environment.

What the hell is this place?

Could it be that this is a ghost?

For the first time, Zhang Lang suspected that there were ghosts in this world.

To enter, or not to enter?

The "Nine Netherworlds" is there.

A house in the middle of a strange forest, a strange house that doesn't seem to be attacked by heavy rain.

A cold aura spread.

Zhang Lang and Sidrani glanced at each other and nodded to each other.

Zhang Lang took a difficult step.

……

The dark room is dotted with glow sticks.

Here, it is a warm room, and it is also Zhao Yaoyao's room.

At this moment, she is talking and talking with her childhood friend.

If you talk about how many friends you have in this world.

Zhao Xiaoyao was able to count them on one hand.

Anjura counts as one, Zhang Lang counts as one, and Mu Xinran in front of him counts as one.

"Speaking of which, we shouldn't have seen each other in eight years, right?" Mu Xinran sighed a little, and on the chuang, he and Zhao Yaoyao looked at each other.

"No, not eight years, to be exact, seven years, nine months, and twenty-three days." Zhao Yaoyao pouted and said.

Hearing Zhao Yaoyao's words, Mu Xinran was obviously stunned, "Hehe, your more serious personality has not changed since you were a child." ”

"Hmph, I'm just so serious, anyway, there is no one in the world who likes me." Zhao Yaoyao seemed to glance at her angrily, and she didn't feel much joy because she had the ability to forget.

"Oh, Princess Zhao is really joking, if you talk about this Yanjing, if anyone likes you, it is really a long dragon with no end in sight." Mu Xinran smiled, she knew that Zhao Yaoyao was a child, so she crawled over from the other side of Chuang, and in the darkness, combed the hair of this childhood friend who seemed to have never grown up.

"Hmph, what's the matter then, the result is not the same, none of those people I like, and I don't want to marry any of them." Zhao Yaoyao sighed.

Although he knew that his words were almost "vexatious", Zhao Yaoyao could completely let go in front of Mu Xinran without scruples.

"Huh? Hearing you say this, it seems that your eldest princess Zhao has someone you like? Tell me, I'm curious about who it is. After Mu Xinran heard Zhao Yaoyao's words, the fire of gossip burned brightly.

Mu Xinran was not curious.

You must know that she, her childhood sweetheart, is a guy with eyes higher than ding, and she can make her fall in love with men.

"Anyway, I can't marry if I like it, so it's okay to just tell you......" Zhao Yaoyao didn't bother to care about Mu Xinran at this juncture, and he heard that he liked someone from his own words, and he generously admitted it, "That person's name is ...... Are you sure you want to listen? ”

Halfway through speaking, Zhao Yaoyao suddenly felt a little remorseful, just telling the secret like this, is it too much of a loss?

"yes, I'm going to listen, and in return, I'll tell you who I like, how?"