Standing behind the wall, Yuying held her chest and gasped softly, lowering her head, and the hand holding the wall mechanism slowly slid down.

It is surrounded by a dead and dim corridor, the walls of the corridor are covered with wallpaper with complex three-dimensional patterns, and the ceiling is hung with bronze chandeliers, which is ancient and elegant.

It was quiet and she was alone.

Youying lowered her eyes, remembering the scene just now, gently folded her hands on her chest, clenched her hands, closed her eyes, exhaled deeply, and when she opened her eyes again, her dark pupils shone with crystal water.

She was silent, turned and looked calmly into the deep hallway, and walked along the hallway towards the front, where only the sound of her soft footsteps remained.

After walking for a short time, she came to a fork in the road, and there were two roads in front of her. On the wall between the two roads there are dark red, dense words that seem to write something.

Yuying approached and carefully read the meaning of the English sentence on the wall: "Angels and demons are in love, and the noble angel family hates demons very much, and they often sneer at demons, but they are all sheltered by angels." They were already planning to get married, but just a few days before the wedding, the angel had to travel far away to attend to the complicated affairs.

Those matters related to the glory and survival of the angelic family, so the angels had to intervene to solve them. However, the angel knew that if he left, the god of his own family would definitely bully the demon in these days, and the angel told the demon to endure for a few days, and he would come back in a few days.

However, when the angel came back a few days later and found that the demon was gone, he learned that the demon had been killed by his family's god and thrown into hell, and they felt that that was where the demon should be, and the angel was very guilty and sad, but he could not be cruel to his family's god.

Actually, the demon did not die, but was saved by the fallen angel, who said that he hated angels the most, it was disgusting......"

The story doesn't end here, Youying was slightly stunned when she read that sentence - "It's disgusting", she remembered Satan's cold and resolute face, the expression of disgust on his face, from a certain angle, it seemed a little similar?

In the library, Satan grabbed the shadow by the collar and asked viciously, "Hey, you'd better tell me honestly where she is now, if you lie, you should know my methods, I'm very impatient." ”

Beside them, the cold finch and the little hedgehog were afraid of Satan and retreated far away. Leng Que moved his feet and wanted to sneak away quietly when the man was not paying attention, but she didn't expect that Satan's gaze would look straight over as soon as she took half a step, and the gloomy and dangerous gaze made her tremble.

Leng Que was arrogant, she had never been threatened with such suppression, her voice raised slightly, and she said to Satan in a cold voice, "The game stipulates that players can't kill each other, don't forget. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Satan laughed, and the dagger in his hand was thrown towards the cold bird with lightning speed. The dagger flew past the woman's ear, cutting strands of hair, and the slightest mistake could have cut her skin.

Leng Finch's pupils dilated, but he didn't expect Satan to make a move.

The man's half-constricted eyes were full of gloom, and his tone was cold and sarcastic, "Do you think that that kind of rules that are like rules and regulations can really restrain me?" Are you overestimating those disgusting guys, or, underestimating me? ”

Disgusting guy, referring to the people behind the game.

Listening to this sentence, the cold sparrow is dumb, yes, Satan is a madman who doesn't care about those rules.

The man was tall and stood in the dark, like a hunter lurking in the night, with a suffocating sense of danger.

Leng Que looked at the man in front of him vigilantly, and said in a low voice, "The girl you said is not here, we haven't seen her at all, and we just got here." ”

Listening to Leng Finch's words, Satan turned his gaze to the shadow, and the other party quickly nodded and replied, "She's right. ”

Only then did Satan let go of the shadow's collar and walked over to the place where the dagger fell and picked it up. The corners of his mouth were pursed into a shallow straight line, and his sharp brows were slightly covered by inky hair.

He turned, his hands in his pockets and walked towards the door with heavy steps, his tall and straight body feeling extremely oppressive.

When Satan's figure disappeared completely, the three people present slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." The shadow said to the cold sparrow.

Leng Que glanced at the shadow and sneered, "I'm just afraid that he will do something to me, so I don't care if you live or die." ”

Leaving the library, Satan walked into the hallway, went deeper down the hallway, and soon, he reached a fork in the road.

"Ahh Satan muttered, his eyes wandering over the two paths in front of him for a few seconds, and then he picked the one on the left at random, "I hope I can bump into her, or I'm afraid I won't know how to get out of this labyrinth-like place." ”

At the same time, Youying quietly looked at the beautiful English handwriting on the wall, her eyes indifferent and calm.

Demons, who are they referring to? Does this story reflect Satan's former life? She remembered the words of the woman in the burgundy dress: "The player's information is left in the play area".

Shadow continues to look down at the whole story.

"The fallen angel used to be the head of the angels, but now he does not belong to the angels. He saved the demon and took her in. Many years later, the angel learned that the demon had not died yet and went to the fallen angel. It doesn't matter what story happens after that, what matters is how you choose. ”

Nope.

Glowing looked up at the corridors on either side, there was dark red handwriting above the corridor, "Fallen Angel" on the left and "Angel" on the right.

Her eyes darkened.

Youying stood silent in front of the two corridors, her eyes dark and deep, and she pondered for a long time before muttering to herself, "Isn't there a third option?" ”

She sighed softly, turned away, and walked back down the hallway in the direction she had come, the scribbled handwriting above the two hallways behind her, deeply imprinted there, symbolizing the two choices.

However, she abandoned both options in favor of a third option that she hadn't previously considered: going back.

Shadow walked back along the road for about half an hour, and came to the opposite end, with a high dome in front of her, and only a corridor behind it, with "Hell" written in dark red letters above the corridor.

Hell..

Youying's footsteps paused, she knew that there was likely to be danger ahead, but she stubbornly didn't want to go back. After a few minutes of reflection, she continued on her way.