The drunkards in the tavern were drunk, and after Emma led them into the dark passage, the corners of their eyes were aimed at the ghost of the wall lamp that emitted an eerie laugh, and they were suddenly silent, as frightened as if facing a great enemy......

"What's next?" a soft, smoky voice pierced the silence and caught the eyes of the drunkards. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Boss Anna, do you think they'll make it out alive?" The unknown man shouted with the courage to tear open his throat through alcohol, frightening the sane and sober onlookers into a cold sweat, knowing that no one dared to talk to the tavern owner like this, unless it was fatal......

"Who knows, but I do like this unattractive sixth prince, he has some fortitude in his bones that other princes don't have......" Anna shook the residue of the magic cigarette pouch, her cold expression hidden in the dim light, and between her smile and demeanor, all affected the atmosphere of the tavern.

It can be seen that the drunkard is extremely in awe of Anna, and does not dare to offend in the slightest.

No one answered in the middle of the ring, and the silence gradually disintegrated, and the noise of drinking and gibberish flew all over the tavern, still full of alcohol.

Crowded, but the two of them walked side by side in a wide dark passage, full of factors that inhibit breathing, raised his hand to touch the wall, and the rough feeling turned into nerve information through his fingertips and suddenly entered his brain.

As soon as he wanted to light a cluster of flames to illuminate the dark passage, he was suddenly startled.

Emma turned around silently and lifted the lamp in her hand, which reflected an eerie grimace.

"I'm sorry, but don't use magic lightly except for special lights!"

"Why? The tunnel was pitch black, with only a light not shining brightly, not even illuminating the road under your feet. ”

"It's the rules of the tavern!" Emma replied with a smile on her face.

"Oh, that's a strange tavern......" the proverb angrily turned Nekla over, with a kind of threat to cut you if he didn't tell the truth, "Honestly, where are we going?"

"I don't know, I'm just doing what I'm told!" Nike begged for mercy.

"By whom's order!" Augustine said.

"The witch's order...... "Nike is submissive, spitting."

"You didn't have good intentions in the first place?" Yan Huo spat out his words, "We will pay the price for cheating, so let's get it from the truth!"

"Uh...... Sister Erin save me!" Nike cleverly burrowed behind her, poked his head out and grimaced.

"Little cub, toast and don't eat and drink!"

"Brother Yanhuo, you just take care of it, this is not the time to pursue it. Erin tactfully suggested.

"That's it, such an adult is still like a child, I see, your mental age is not much better than Nike!" Augustine took the opportunity to choke him for a while, and lashed out mercilessly.

"You live like a salted fish!" the proverb snorted, disdainful of utterance.

"What do you mean!?" Augustine was dumbfounded.

"Enlighten yourself, this knight doesn't have time to take care of you!" Yan Huo looked arrogant, and he went his own way in the dark passage.

"He's scolding you for stinking ......" Nike muttered when he saw that there was not too much excitement.

"Oh! The stinky shamelessness of the self-proclaimed knight is the same as a crab, quite dragged. Augustine double-wished his arms nonchalantly, and the strength of the squire was almost on standby.

"Why don't you go to heaven?" The proverb annoyed Augustine the most, and he had been against him since he appeared, and he had never treated him with a good face, which made him a little suspicious of Augustine's intentions.

"You two just forget it together! Don't be noisy and panic for a day, for fear that others won't know that you have a good relationship. Changtian finally broke out in silence, and forcibly smashed the active atmosphere into the eighteenth layer of hell, and the temperature plummeted to more than ten degrees below zero.

Erin covered her mouth and looked at the two of them's blue and purple embarrassed faces, snickering behind her, thinking that Changtian was usually silent and silent, and she choked to death as soon as she spoke.

No one simply spoke, and everything was fine as Emma walked in the dark passage where there was not even a wall lamp, which was long and boring.

It's so strange! Why is the secret passage so long?

Just as everyone came up with this idea, Emma suddenly stood up, and made a gesture of inviting you to leave with a stiff expression: "Guests, I can only take you here!"

What does that mean? It's an adventure!?

Looking up, there is a clearly defined area between the dark passage and the wall, the gray atmosphere is different from the dark passage where you can't see your fingers, and the feeling of depression is like a germ in the air, spreading rapidly.

The future is uncertain, which is their state at the moment.

Fortunately, this strange path was very short, and soon he walked out into a wide, bright cavern, and there was no shadow as far as the eye could see, and I did not know where the light came from......

Everything, it's too weird.

The splendid cave walls are covered with dense outlined lines, like a pure natural brush, engraved history in the long river of time.

Erin looked dazzled and exclaimed, "This is a mural?"

Augustine looked at the flowers disappreciatively, his silver bead-like pupils shrunk slightly, wary of traps around him.

However, the result was that there was no movement, and he was relieved.

"It's indeed murals, but these murals are really a bit weird, you can't take your eyes off when you stare at them, and you seem to be able to see still pictures passing by one by one...... "The process described by the proverb is like a malfunctioning projector, which is irregularly presented in front of the eyes, incomplete fragments, which are explained by the principle of magic, and are hallucinatory ghosts.

Augustine never believed in the so-called murals, which in his eyes were nothing more than the inferior work of the narrow-minded, and it was difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

"Will you die if you don't go against me? I wish you would choke to death when you drink water, fall to death while walking, and die suddenly in your sleep...... You'd better shut up next time I speak!"

"That's my freedom, you don't care!" Augustine took pleasure in it.

"Changtian, what are you doing in a daze?" Yan Huo calmed down, silently thought in his heart that Augustine was a fool, and then turned his attention, and found that Changtian's behavior was a little strange, he stared at the mural, his eyes were very fascinated, and he was fascinated.

Changtian didn't reply, and his distraction-free appearance made everyone worry about him.

Augustine raised his right hand and dangled it in front of his eyes, only to find that his gaze did not fall on the mural at all, which was exactly the same as the evil spirit.

In her eagerness, Erin condensed a cloud of water vapor in her palm and gently slapped him on the face, trying to make him sober.

However, Changtian still looked dumbfounded, staring straight ahead, as if he was watching some wonderful picture, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his expression was intoxicated and enjoyable.

Yan Huo grabbed his arm and shook it desperately, and called his name loudly, for fear that he would lose his soul.

"Alright, don't shake it, you can still solve the problem like this, and the living will be turned into puppets by you!" Augustine scolded.

"Then what good idea do you have?" the proverb doesn't care about the mouth, the fire burns the fire.

"It seems that this mural is too weird...... Let's start with it!" Augustine touched his chin and quickly searched his memory for useful information, his brow furrowed.

"Valhalla......" Changtian suddenly repeated the words, his eyes lost.