Mo Lei's extremely gloomy voice, accompanied by a cruel smile, gradually faded away, "No one has ever been able to hold out in the dark room for more than seven days." ”

And he, the punishment given to her, was ten days.

It was clear that he wanted her to die.

Cloud Fall was unimpressed at first.

However, I soon realized first-hand the horror of this dark room—it was too quiet.

Humans are social animals.

It's dark here, no one will talk to you, no one will communicate with you, only the endless black who can't see the five fingers.

In hell, it won't be so quiet.

In this environment, one day, two days, three days, you may be able to survive.

But those with weak willpower are afraid that they will start to have a nervous breakdown on the fourth day!

There was no water to drink or food to eat.

Ten days.

Even if you are a monk with a high level of cultivation, I am afraid that you will not be able to stand it. After all, it's a mortal.

The Qiankun bag of Cloud Falling City had been forcibly confiscated before entering the black room.

Now, she can only rely on the Life Blessing Spell to renew her life, provide energy supply, and alleviate the gradually depleted vitality.

"Mama, if you're bored, I'll chat with you."

Just when Yun Chengcheng felt that he was so lonely that he was about to go crazy, a cute voice as immature as a child, soft and glutinous, came to mind.

Yun Chengcheng's eyes, which had lost their luster, suddenly lit up: "White!" ”

That's right.

How could she forget?

Her martial soul white is still there.

She's not alone, she's not alone, she can hold on!

"Ma Ma, don't you think it's dark here, come, I'll light a lamp for you."

Bai ran out of the body of Cloud Allure.

It's like a green dumpling.

Then, the dough began to deform into a turquoise candle, and the wick on the head automatically lit a fire.

Bai is a fire spell, and his body can be transformed at will, so it's nothing to it.

Looking at that little candle flame that lit up this cramped black room, the darkness in the heart of Yun Qicheng gradually dispersed like a dark cloud, and the corners of his chapped lips rose slightly: "Thank you, Bai." ”

"Mama, I'll turn you into a candlestick."

It's just that the candles are too rudimentary.

The white body was lengthened and deformed again, becoming a type of green tree, as clear as jade, and the green tree also transformed into leaves, a total of three branches, and at the end of each branch, there was a candle.

A little candle flame turned into a three-point candlelight.

The smile on the corner of Yun Chengcheng's mouth expanded.

This kid is so heartwarming.

At this moment, the last trace of gloom in my heart disappeared.

"It's been four days, and tomorrow will be the fifth day."

Yun Chengcheng thought of his friends outside, Qingluan, Master Beauty, Mo Bai, Wanwan, and Devour, I don't know what happened to them, and whether they were worried about her.

Originally, I was going to have a showdown with Master Beauty tomorrow, and then dump him hard, so that he could also enjoy the feeling of being deceived and fooled.

Now it seems that the plan has to be delayed.

After all.

Ten days before you can go out.

"Mama, the material of this black house, is very hard. Why don't I eat it and see if I can swallow it. "Shiro has already started to think of a way to get out.

"No, you don't." Yun Chengcheng pondered, "In this extreme environment, it is quite suitable for cultivating the Jumang Sword Technique." ”

She won't let it eat for nothing.

On the other hand, I am also afraid of eating in vain.

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