Chapter 122: Gorgeous Challenge: The Cry of the "Forbidden Land".
Su Ziyue angrily shook off the high heels in her hand and threw it far away from the wall, maybe she hoped that she could hit that hateful guy.
"Fuck, what kind of bastard you don't have long eyes!" I only heard a deafening roar of coarse ore piercing through the wall and hitting Su Ziyue's fragile eardrums.
She felt the whole wall shaking, and maybe in the next second, someone from outside the wall would break through the wall and rush in.
Su Ziyue was weak and scared for a while, and hurriedly wrapped her robe tightly and quickly disappeared into the vast moonlight like a puff of smoke smeared with oil on the soles of her feet.
The man outside the wall was still spitting at the wall in annoyance, until he realized that the pedestrians passing by around him looked at him with blank eyes, and then he was embarrassed to push his old and rusty bicycle and leave angrily.
Su Ziyue rushed all the way back to the bedroom, and at this moment the entire ancient castle was dark, because everyone was partying in the golden auditorium of light crystal.
Only from the entrance to the hall a dim yellowish light faintly reflected on the polished old marble floor.
Su Ziyue had long been accustomed to this terrifying and eerie atmosphere, so she strode into the hall with courage.
Suddenly, an intermittent sobbing sound floated from the end of the empty and dark corridor, like the cry of a newborn baby, and like a turtledove singing alone in the dark night, but the sound was like a broken liver and intestines, and it was heart-wrenching.
It was amplified several times in the huge hall, and the sound hit Su Ziyue's heart, and she suddenly became inexplicably sad.
Su Ziyue seemed to be enchanted, and walked barefoot to the dark corridor known as the "forbidden land".
She walked along the long corridor along the dim yellow light, the soles of her feet were cold, and the palms of her hands were oozing a thin cold sweat, in fact, she was not afraid that it would be a lie.
But a strong curiosity drove her to move on, and the woman's cry became clearer and clearer, and it seemed that the closer she got to the depths, the more nervous and excited Su Ziyue's heart became.
Finally, she came to a stop at the door of a room at the end of the hallway.
The heavy, old wooden door was just hidden, and a thin dull beam of yellow light was faintly cast on the ground from the small space that smelled of damp must.
Su Ziyue stood in front of the door trembling, somehow, the courage and determination just now collapsed in an instant.
She hesitated, did she push the door in or run away?
"Who?" Suddenly, a sharp and desolate trembling sound sounded, Su Ziyue's heart was shocked, and she just wanted to escape, but she didn't want the old man to appear in front of the door.
The old man was still wrapped tightly in an impermeable black cloak, revealing only a pair of deeply sunken shrewd eyes and a looming scar.
However, at this moment, the old man's eye sockets were red and swollen, and the furrows at the corners of his eyes seemed to have traces of tears.
Why did it feel as if these shrewd and thorough eyes had been seen somewhere, it was the first time that Su Ziyue was so close to the old man, so she looked at her carefully.
But the more she looked at it, the more strange she felt, these eyes had really seen it herself, and she felt familiar from the first time, but she couldn't remember it at all.
However, the only thing that is certain is that these clear eyes are still full of aura, and it is conceivable that she must have had a pair of beautiful eyes when she was young.
Su Ziyue looked at the old man's sharp and profound eyes in a daze, wanting to see through the old man's heart, but it was conceivable that everything was just in vain.