Although the light of the night pearl does not shine far, it will never be extinguished, otherwise no matter how strong the will and courage are, it will be worn out by the darkness.

They gradually walked faster, but the road was so long that it seemed to have no end.

Although Fang Chengtian walked quickly, he was not careless, he kept paying attention to the surrounding environment, guarding against traps that might appear at any time.

As he walked, Fang Chengtian suddenly stopped, looked at the pitch-black wall in front of him, and muttered, "There is no way!" ”

"This ......" Nan Yishuang opened her mouth to say a word, then closed her mouth, and her face suddenly became a little depressed.

The old man with the blood beard was still calm, and the other party Chengtian said: "Little guy, hurry up and see if there is a mechanism here?" ”

Fang Chengtian nodded and began to grope on the stone wall, but the stone wall was closely connected, and the person who dug this tunnel seemed to have dug here, so he didn't continue digging in.

He sighed, shook his head, and said, "No mechanism." ”

"Hey~~~ go back!" The old man with the bloodbeard sighed heavily, and said no more.

When Nan Yishuang heard this, she felt that her legs were already weak, and she sat on the ground with her back against the stone wall, never wanting to stand up again.

Fang Chengtian squatted in front of her and said softly, "Yishuang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Nan Yishuang raised her eyes to look at him, bowed her head and said, "I'...... I don't want to go, we must be in hell and can't get out. ”

The little witch of the dignified demon sect has such a fragile side.

Fang Chengtian tightened his eyebrows, held her fragrant shoulder, his eyes narrowed slightly, and shot a determined light, "Yishuang, you look into my eyes." ”

She looked up at him, and suddenly felt as if there was an invisible force in his eyes, which penetrated into her body and merged into her will.

"What do you see?"

"Eyeballs."

"Uh~~~" Fang Chengtian's face froze.

Nan Yishuang suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled: "Teasing you!" With that, she stopped laughing again and whispered "thank you".

The old man with the blood beard glanced at them, shook his head, and sighed, "Let's go!" ”

Along the way, Fang Chengtian walked against the stone wall, walked for a long time, and did not find any forks in the road.

There seems to be only one road!

"Are we going wrong again? When will I be able to get out? Nan Yishuang only felt that her feet were like being filled with drills, so she stopped and half-leaned against the stone wall, looking a little depressed.

She really couldn't walk, but she didn't know where the end was!

Fang Chengtian's forehead was also dripping with beads of sweat, and when he saw her stop, he hugged her and said, "Yishuang, no matter whether we go the wrong way or not, we can only go on." ”

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and said in a firm tone: "As long as there is still a breath, we must insist and never give up!" ”

The old man with the blood beard glanced back at him and nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with a hint of approval.

Insist on the word and say it is simple, how many people can do it? Except, of course, for things like eating and sleeping!

Nan Yishuang looked at Fang Chengtian, bit her lip, and muttered, "But...... I am so tired! ”

Fang Chengtian smiled, suddenly fell in front of her, and said, "Come, I'll carry you." ”

She looked at his mountain-like back, her eyes began to moisten, and she gently helped him up and said, "I can still walk." As he spoke, he took the first step.

Persistence will lead to hope, this is not an empty word, Nan Yishuang seems to have seen hope!

I saw a faint light shining in front of the pitch-black corridor.

"Front...... Take a look ahead...... There is light! Her voice trembled with excitement.

Fang Chengtian nodded, a strange feeling rose in his heart, and when he turned a corner, he understood why it was weird.

I saw that at the end of the road, the yellow light was very soft, directly driving away the darkness and bringing a reassuring light.

However, what Fang Chengtian saw was not light, but deep helplessness, feeling the cold air that kept coming from the front, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"We're back where we are, hey!" The old man with the blood beard stared at his not too big triangular eyes, staring coldly at the fragments of the monk's corpse on the ground at the end of the corridor, and the pitch-black serpent statue standing quietly in the cave, and sighed deeply.

The cave that had been plunged into darkness before was now lit up, and Fang Chengtian looked up and saw more than twenty night pearls hanging on the top of the cave.

It must be the guy who calls himself "Honza" who is doing this?!

Thinking of this, they all stopped and brisked themselves against an attack that might arise at any time.

Fang Chengtian was silent for a moment and said, "I understand!" ”

Nan Yishuang looked at him and said puzzledly: "What do you understand?" ”

He smiled: "The reason why I can't go back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" ”

"Oh?" The blood-bearded old man was shocked and said, "Tell me quickly!" ”

Fang Chengtian nodded: "If we go to Yongdao from here, we will enter the fork in the road, and there is only one way back, because our eyes are confused!" The pitch-black corridors and the stone walls that absorb light make it difficult for us to identify the direction and make our judgment less effective, and we think we are walking in a straight line, but in fact we have already unknowingly embarked on a fork in the road. ”

He paused, pointed to the ground, and said, "In addition, every time we walk a section, the road surface is inclined by one point, which directly makes us lose our sense of direction. ”

Nan Yishuang shook her head and said, "What you said is too profound, I don't understand it very well, so you just say what we have to do in order to return to the Scripture Pavilion." ”

The old man with the blood beard pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "What if we walked along the stone wall on one side?" ”

Fang Chengtian shook his head and said, "The road leading to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion will never be designed on one side. ”

"Could it be ......" Nan Yishuang suddenly looked at the statue of the big snake and wondered, "The predecessors built this place to trap that weird snake?" Could it really be a divine beast......"

The old man shook his head and said, "Where did you get so many gods and ghosts? Someone must be pretending to be a ghost......" Although his tone was firm, it was a pity that his eyes were full of doubt.

"Hmph, naïve!" Suddenly, a flat and familiar voice sounded again, "Can you mortals be trapped in this seat?" ”

"Mortal?" The old man with the blood beard sneered and said, "Since we are all mortals, why are you so afraid that you hide your head and tail and dare not show your true body?" ”

"Hahaha, I'm going to be afraid of you? I've been lonely for too long, I don't want to kill you too soon, I just want you to play with me more. ”

The old man with the blood beard frowned, and said coldly: "The old man doesn't have the leisure to play with you, and he doesn't even have the courage to have a fair duel with mortals like me, but you are not even as good as mortals......"

"Hmph, since you are waiting for your own death, then this seat will satisfy you, come here!"

As soon as it finished speaking, there was a "whew", and the light in the corridor dimmed a lot.