The two of them swept down, speeding along the sinking aura, and the scenery in front of them gradually darkened, and the light and warmth were swallowed up, and there was only eternal coldness and darkness here.

This cruel and eternal darkness couldn't help but startle her slightly, and Yan Qingjue's voice immediately sounded in her mind.

"Let go of your mental power and divine sense, and try to feel the changes around you."

"Yes!"

Night Terror gritted his teeth and let go of his spiritual power, which at first was a sting pain like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, but gradually agreed to dispel it, replaced by a never-ending coldness......

This cold penetrated her robes, skin, muscles and bones, and blood, and invaded her soul domineering and powerfully.

The pictures of the two worlds flashed alternately in her mind......

One time in the laboratory, the other at night.

The past has turned into a giant hand, and it seems that he wants to tear her apart!

Tear to shreds!

Ashes!

Night Terror knew the horror of this aura, but he still resolutely introduced them into his own veins.

At first, these auras were frantically resisting and resisting, rampaging through her limbs and bones, like wild horses that had escaped from the leashes.

Night Terror forcibly wrapped them with spiritual power and precipitated them in the dantian.

Night Terror thought that this would be a game of life and death, but out of her expectations, these auras turned out to be quiet and docile after entering her dantian, like a spoiled child, constantly sending affectionate invitations to her.

It's like letting the night terrors touch them......

Night Terror was stunned, but before she could think about why, the two of them reached the bottom of the trench.

Her soul was pulled out of that mysterious realm, and when she opened her eyes, she met Yan Qingjue's worried eyes.

Yan Qingjue asked Ye Jinghong with his eyes, and the latter smiled lightly at him: "I'm fine......"

The corners of the girl's eyes, eyebrows, and eyelashes are all embellished with frost, crystal clear, like finely carved crystals.

Yan Qingjue bowed his head, leaned over and kissed her lightly in the center of her eyebrows: "Don't be afraid, just step over, I will always be with you." ”

Seeing the man's face, Night Terror knew that this place must be very important to her.

"Okay."

The firm words fell, and the cold slowly disappeared from the body of the night terror, replaced by a hot, hot, boiling breath!

The aura of the night terror is boiling!

Like a flame burning among her limbs!

It's like stepping from the polar region to another polar region!

"I'll wait for you."

Yan Qingjue's voice seemed to come from the sky, psychedelic and ethereal......

Night Terror Hung gritted his teeth, arranged his clothes with difficulty, and said respectfully to the depths of the darkness: "Junior Night Terror, meet the seniors." ”

The surroundings were silent, and bursts of echoes lingered in the ears of the night terror, and the surrounding barriers and scenes all turned into nothingness, and even Yan Qingjue's figure disappeared without a trace.

Knowing that the other party had appeared, she maintained her saluting posture, and then a biting cold wind blew her long hair.

She heard, the sound of the wind.

"The people of the old ghost of Huangquan, what are you doing in my eternal night abyss?"

Old ghost in Huangquan?!

Are you talking about the ancestor in the Huangquan Ghost Gate?!

Night Terror didn't have time to ask a question, because she was almost burned by the flames in her body!

This fire comes to her life, so to speak, the fire of her life!

In other words, Night Terror himself is going to be burned to death by himself!

How incredible?!

(End of chapter)