The streets in the Castle of Death are kilometers wide, and the entire huge castle road is very developed, extending in all directions, densely packed and intertwined.

One can imagine the once glorious Castle of Death, but now it is cold and lonely.

Tall buildings stand on both sides of the street, and the doors of the shops are lined up with open doors, and it's hard to imagine why this place has suddenly become unpopular.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao entered several shops and found that the items in them were intact, which made them feel even more strange.

"This castle of death must have been very glorious once built with so many shops and shops, but why did everyone seem to disappear all at once?"

Yang Fan expressed the doubts in his heart.

Nangong Yao picked up a short dagger, and at this moment, the originally cold dagger instantly began to rust, and then turned into iron filings and scattered all over the ground.

"What's going on?" Yang Fan and Nangong Yao were both very surprised.

They picked up several items one after another, all of which were reduced to iron filings and scattered on the ground.

"It's so fucking weird" This made Yang Fan and Nangong Yao's faces extremely solemn.

The wide street exudes an atmosphere of vicissitudes and antiquity, and in some places there are even stains of dried blood and fading sword marks, which seem to tell the deeds of this ancient castle.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao entered a private house and found that the furnishings here were very neat, without a trace of messiness, and even in one room, the two found that the fire that was cooking fragrant tea was still burning.

"How is this possible?" Yang Fan and Nangong Yao's faces were full of shock and incredulity.

I don't know how many thousands of years ago this castle has existed, but now it is strange enough that it suddenly appeared, and now what is even more strange is that the fire is still burning, it seems to have been burning for hundreds of thousands of years, even millions of years without extinguishing.

Yang Fan stepped forward to check it, it was the most ordinary fire, he lifted the teapot, opened the lid, and a faint fragrance wafted out, it was rare to have good tea.

"You see, there is still half a cup of water in this teacup that has not been drunk, and it still has a faint warmth" Nangong Yao picked up a teacup on the table and said in a solemn tone.

This is really a bit unbelievable, but it really happened in front of the two of them.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao glanced at each other, and they both saw the shocked look in each other's eyes.

"Could it be ........................" Yang Fan found that his tone was trembling with a hint of trembling.

Nangong Yao's beautiful eyes also showed a look of horror, "The person who tastes tea here is tasting the fragrant tea in his hand, but it suddenly disappeared."

"The people in the entire ancient castle suddenly disappeared at that moment," Yang Fan said in a very solemn tone, he felt that this idea was too incredible and unrealistic, but in any case, he couldn't deny the true thoughts in his heart.

"But how is this possible? This city is unimaginably big, how can everyone disappear together?" Nangong Yao seemed to be asking herself, but her eyes looked at Yang Fan.

"If that's not the case, how can you explain that all the items don't have any traces of moving?" Yang Fan said.

The two of them left the house with a solemn expression, and they explored several houses one after another, and found that it was very amazing.

In a private house, I found steamed steamed buns and chicken soup boiling on the stove, and in a private house, I found a painting scroll on a desk, as well as an unfinished landscape painting, and the faint ink that still has not dried up, and so on.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao went all the way deep, but they were not able to find any clues.

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds shrouded the sky over the entire city, and the ancient castle, which was already a little dark, was even more cold at this moment, revealing a cold and strange atmosphere, which made people feel creepy involuntarily.

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, there was a faint rhythmic sound in the silent and empty street.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao were both surprised, glanced at each other, and quickly chased in the direction where the voice came from.

The entire huge palace was unimaginably huge, the streets were very developed, Yang Fan and Nangong Yao went all the way deep, tossing and turning, and finally got closer and closer to the place where the voice came from.

At this moment, the two of them were both apprehensive and expectant, hoping to find the source of the voice.

Soon, they turned a street, and saw a dark shadow at the end of the street in front of them turn to another street, and it was not clear what it was, but it was vaguely like a man riding a horse.

"Is there really anything there?"

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao were very surprised and quickly chased after them, but when they came to the corner of the street, they found nothing, and the sound of da-da disappeared completely and could no longer be heard, which made Yang Fan and Nangong Yao's faces ugly.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, they heard the sound again, it was very dull, like the sound of beating war drums, from the depths of the Death Castle, Yang Fan and Nangong Yao looked shocked, and quickly followed the sound to chase after it, but when they reached the halfway point, the voice had completely disappeared.

"Grass, what a strange castle" Yang Fan's face was a little gloomy, he sat on a stone bench, looking up at the black sky, his expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Nangong Yao was also a little tired, sat in front of Yang Fan, and said in a low voice, "Maybe the two of us shouldn't come in, this place is too weird, it gives me a very uneasy feeling, in a trance, I always feel that there is something terrifying watching the two of us in the dark."

Yang Fan was taken aback by Nangong Yao's words, and goosebumps all over his body, and said, "Don't be alarmist, I think there is something pretending to be a ghost here."

Nangong Yao's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and she said, "I am born with the ability to perceive some strange things, and my spiritual sense is very strong."

Yang Fan's heart moved, and she thought of what Nangong Yao had said, she had the ability to detect Zhou Tian, and the mysterious palace in Nangong Yao's mind was also very strange.

Whew!

Suddenly, there was another sound in the distance, not very clear, but it was extremely abrupt in the silence of the castle of death.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao looked shocked, and quickly rushed towards the source of the sound.

Soon, the two of them felt an eerie aura enveloping their bodies, which was very weird, and their expressions became more and more solemn, following the aura and rushing forward.

Nangong Yao suddenly exclaimed, "Look, what is that?"

Yang Fan also saw a white shadow disappear from the corner in front of him.

By the time the two of them rushed in that direction, there was nothing there.

Truly, abruptly!

An eerie voice suddenly came from another street, sounding like a hellish ghost laughing.

Even Yang Fan and Nangong Yao felt a little numb in their scalps at this moment, and their whole bodies were cold.

"Let's see"

But without any hesitation, the two of them quickly chased towards the place where the sound came from, and in the darkness, they saw a vague black shadow disappear into a dark corner, and then the eerie voice disappeared completely.

Nangong Yao's face turned a little pale, and said, "That feeling is getting more and more obvious, and vaguely, I feel that something is approaching the two of us."

"Don't you have any clues?" Yang Fan asked.

Nangong Yao's face was ugly and she shook her head.

The two were very close at this moment, as if they wanted to feel a sense of safety with each other's bodies.

"It's so weird here, we really might have strayed somewhere we shouldn't be"

Yang Fan said, "Find a way out"

They returned along the same path to find a way to the outside world, but what made Yang Fan and Nangong Yao's faces pale was that they were lost in this ancient castle.

This made the hearts of the two completely sink.

The night, getting deeper and deeper, and a cold power enveloped the entire sprawling ancient castle.

Yang Fan and Nangong Yao walked on the wide and gloomy street, and the shadows of the two were very long.

"Gluttony, what do you think of this?" Secretly, Yang Fan got in touch with Gluttony and asked the old goblin's opinion.

"It's fucking weird, what Nangong Yao said is probably right, even I feel a little cold, we seem to be really targeted by something"

Glutton's tone was unprecedentedly solemn, "But I've been looking for that feeling, but I haven't found anything, this castle of death is full of a strange and unsettling power"

There is no way to be gluttonous, and Yang Fan's heart is completely sinking.

"What is it?" Suddenly, Yang Fan and Nangong Yao were startled, and in a small street, the two of them felt the cold gaze coming, which made their bodies chill, and they rushed to that street one after another, but they found nothing.

Yang Fan's face was gloomy, and he turned around to ask Nangong Yao if he had found it, but he was shocked to find that Nangong Yao, who had been following him, had disappeared.