Yan Qingjue was very satisfied with that soft touch, squinted his eyes and said, "I'm ready, you don't need to worry." ”

After that, he raised his hand and saw the two small things of the wind nightmare and tourmaline in his hand, holding the night terror, and slowly fell towards the abyss of the Huangquan Ghost Gate, little by little.

As the darkness in front of him gradually filled, the rich evil aura around him gradually swallowed up the light in the sky.

Night Terror couldn't help but hold his breath, but a pair of eyes looked around like searchlights.

In the huge abyss, the sound of the flood roared endlessly, and the splashing waves of the waterfall that flowed down were like cold ice that devoured people's bones.

And on the cliff, there are pairs of bloodthirsty and warlike eyes.

It was so far away that Night Terror couldn't feel it, and the owner of those eyes wanted to tear her to shreds.

But because of the man beside her, they could only lurk in the shadows unwillingly.

Night Terror got better this time, she gently poked Yan Qingjue's waist, and whispered, "What the hell are you doing?" Why are they so afraid of you? ”

Yan Qingjue raised his hand, and a silver flame appeared in the palm of his hand, like a searchlight, dispelling the darkness around him.

Night Terror raised his eyes to look, but saw that the silhouette of the man's side face was so exquisite.

She never seemed to have studied the man closely.

His eyebrows are thick and moderate, flying diagonally into his sideburns.

The bridge of his nose is very straight, as if it has been carved into a fine carve.

The pale pink lips are like pear blossoms in early spring when they are warm and cold.

This is his best-looking, this is the pair of eyes, bewitching crimson, slightly raised, long and thick eyelashes, gently drooping, cutting the gilt under the eyes, leaving only a pool of rippling, very charming.

Suddenly, he tilted his head and looked at her with a smile.

"How? Are you still satisfied that you saw it? ”

The night terror was stunned for a moment, his heart moved slightly, but there was no shyness on his face, and he nodded generously and said, "Well, it's very beautiful." ”

Yan Qingjue smiled, although he never felt that his skin had any advantages, but at this moment he had never been so glad that he had a good skin.

As the two of them descended deeper and deeper, there must have been no roaring water around them, and even the pupils of the demonic beasts entrenched on the cliffs disappeared.

Everything seemed so silent, so deep, like a place in the depths where even time would not pass.

Night Terror could feel that the cold air that could almost freeze people's souls was constantly burrowing into her body.

If it weren't for Yan Qingjue's flames as a barrier, she would definitely be frozen to the slightest bit now.

"Kela ......"

Just when Night Terror was surprised, they had already landed.

Night Terror frowned and said, "Is this the deepest part of the Huangquan Ghost Gate?" ”

Yan Qingjue shook his head and said, "No, this is just the place of one of the overlords. And the demonic beasts you just said and saw were all under the hands of this overlord. ”

"What?"

Night Terror Hong was taken aback, this entire Huangquan Ghost Gate looked disorganized, and there was still an overlord?

What kind of existence is this to be able to dominate these monsters?

Yan Qingjue turned his head, looked at her surprised expression, his heart softened, he gently held her frozen cheek with his hand, and said with a smile: "How is it?" Will it be cold? ”

(End of chapter)