Yang Shan stabilized his mood, not in a hurry or impatient, at first he was a little dangerous to avoid the pursuit of the ice monster, and then he could also slide around with the ice monster like a play, and the ice monster became the fun of Yang Shan and Mu Zifei.

The ice monster stopped, opened its mouth and yelled at the two of them, exhaling the cold air, and then used all its strength to hit itself against the wall, the sound of the collision was extremely loud, the whole room trembled, and the ice monster itself knocked itself to pieces, and a pile of broken ice was scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, the electric light in the ice monster's stomach went out with the impact, and I am afraid that it has been broken.

It was pitch black, and the cold slowly receded.

Mu Zifei clasped Yang Shan's hand and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with the ice monster?" How did you knock yourself to death? ”

Yang Shirt thought for a while and said: "I think, it should be the ice monster who was amused by us, it couldn't do anything about us, and felt very disappointed and desperate, so it yelled at us, I guess, the content it should roar at is, why are you two so powerful, I am angry with you, I want to die!" So he hit his head against the wall and died! ”

Mu Zi Feige laughed, leaned his head against Yang Yi, and said, "Brother, I didn't expect you to be quite humorous." ”

After the two of them laughed lightly, the darkness in front of them pulled them back to reality. Mu Zifei asked: "Brother, we don't have an electric light in our hands now, what should we do?" Yang Shirt asked, "Do you still have your mobile phone with you?" Mu Zifei touched her body, exhaled, the phone was still there, it was turned off at this time, she turned on the flashlight after turning it on, and with this light, the two of them walked towards the door in the corner.

As soon as the ice monster dispersed, the ice in the room melted extremely quickly, the thick ice on the ground did not melt into water, it was directly sublimated into air, and in the light of the mobile phone, a piece of water vapor was simply a cloud of smoke, and when the two of them approached the door, the fog had dispersed to less than a meter of visibility.

"Oh, if we go a little slower, I think we'll lose our way and won't be able to find the door." Mu Zifei felt a little lucky.

The fog is really big, but at this moment, the ice under the feet of the two has melted, and they will not slip their feet.

Yang Shirt said: "The fog is too big, Fei Fei, let's lean to the side and walk against the wall, but don't let us get dizzy and turn around in a circle and walk back to the trouble." ”

Mu Zifei listened to him, held hands and leaned to the side together, and under the light of the mobile phone, the fog illuminated was even whiter, in fact, at this time, it was one thing to just touch the road, one was to explore the dark and blindly touch the road, and the other was to explore the white and blindly touch the road, all of them were blindly touching the road.

It stands to reason that after passing the door, no matter how wide the passage is, it is no more than four meters wide, but Mu Zifei and Yang Yi feel that they leaned to one side and walked five meters, but they still did not reach the wall of the passage.

This had to make the two of them relax a little, and they were nervous again, Mu Zifei asked: "Brother, something is wrong, shouldn't we be stunned by the fog, did we get the wrong direction?" ”

Yang Shan is not sure, will it not be so that both of them feel wrong? He frowned and said with a sigh: "Fei Fei, just like you said, every level is connected, we broke through the ice monster, but the ice monster magnified the fog after death, so that we couldn't find the way." ”

Mu Zifei was confused, a little scared, except for the white under the light of the mobile phone, it was endless black, she clinged to Yang Shirt and asked, "Brother, will we never find a way out?" ”

Yang Shan also has this kind of worry, but he can't be depressed, as a man, in front of the woman he likes, he can only show hope, he said: "Fei Fei, the two of us are together, any difficulty can be overcome, haven't we already passed the three levels, if you follow the structure of the symbol, we only have two levels left, victory is in sight, we have no way back, only a backwater, you know, the battle of the backwater in history is always the end of the victory, is included in the annals of history, Studied by future generations, everything we have experienced today, although it cannot be said to be recorded in history, but in the memories of the two of us, it is definitely unforgettable and worth remembering. ”

Mu Zifei was very moved and became less pessimistic, she smiled and said, "Brother, what you said is so good, anyway, we are already surrounded by fog, and we are afraid of disturbing our mood, so it is better not to be afraid, and enjoy the good time between the two of us together!" Thank you! As she spoke, Mu Zifei stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Yang Shan's face.

Yang Shan was overjoyed, laughed, and said, "Feifei, you are really a naïve beauty, I must grow old with you, I don't know if grandma will agree to the two of us being together." ”

Mu Zifei said: "I can see that grandma likes you very much, you are kind-hearted and honest, grandma likes people like you the most, and she hates oily and smooth boys the most." ”

The fog is vast, and the two of them don't seem to be affected, chatting about the day, since they don't know the way, then just go blind, they hold hands, talk about the world, talk about the past, Yang Shan mentioned his father Yang Shuheng to her, Yang Shuheng is the pain in Yang Shan's heart, every time he thinks about it, he will cry with sadness, not to mention that now he is saying to his beloved, the tears don't stop, Mu Zifei hurriedly wiped his tears, Lang Si, this character, Yang Shan will definitely not mention it.

Mu Zifei has fully understood Yang Shan, she also told him about herself, Mu Zifei told Yang Shan, she was raised by her grandmother, the grandmother's name is Mu Lan, Mu Lanyan is one of the descendants of Satuomen, about Satuomen, Mu Zifei does not know very much, only knows that the sect is famous in ancient times because of a stunt, dream theft, and later lonely, gradually decayed, and then the dream of stealing the kung fu will not be extinct, accept disciples, do not require exquisite skills, after all, you can't eat in your mouth by relying on this fool.

Yang Shan felt that the topic became heavier and heavier the more he talked about it, and said: "Don't talk about this, now I don't see any outsiders, do you want to listen to me sing you a song." ”

"Okay, okay," Mu Zifei's face became colorful, full of anticipation, and said, "No one has sung for me yet, no, I can't say that, grandma has sung for me, but she sings opera, she likes to listen to opera, I don't understand it at all." ”

Yang Xie cleared his throat and said, "Feifei, I'm ready to sing, I don't know whose songs you like to listen to, old songs, or new songs." ”

Mu Zifei thought about it and said, "New song." ”

Yang Shi smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I only seem to sing so many old songs." ”

Mu Zi Feige smiled: "Then you still ask me what I do, what song do you think you are good at, just sing whatever song you want." ”

"Good! I'm going to sing! Yang Shan stopped and puffed up his chest, Mu Zifei was interested on the side, and said let's sing quickly.

Yang Shan sang a song, but before he could finish singing, a strange cry came from the darkness.