The two gates that stood suddenly were not too high, but the strange thing was that the color of the two doors was one black and one white.

Black and white are the purest colors in the world, representing two diametrically opposed forces, primordial and mysterious.

These two doors of opposite colors have a common feature, both have words on the doors.

On the white gate, two big blood-red characters were shocking: "Right Path"! The two blood-colored characters were straight and upright, and they were awe-inspiring.

On the black gate, blood red and black are set against each other, which is even more weird, and the words "Devil's Road" are written, and the two blood words are terrifying.

"What does it mean that the white door says 'Righteous Path' and the black door says 'Demon Path'?"

Lin Qingxuan and Zhao Ziyi didn't understand the blood words on the door.

"Let's see if we can open these two doors, maybe that's the only way to live. ”

Lin Qingxuan's nine hundred and ninety-nine meridians all burst out, two arms stretched out from his robe, and his true qi gathered, and his two palms pushed on top of the two gates.

However, the two doors were not pushed open, and they did not move.

"This handwriting is blood-red again, is it possible to use blood again?"

Zhao Ziyi could also clearly feel that this red copper blood palace was related to blood everywhere, so he guessed.

"I'm here this time. ”

Zhao Ziyi opened his palm, and his right hand, which was covered with blood, was imprinted between the two doors, one black and one white.

"Zizi ......"

As soon as the blood touched the door, it immediately made a sizzling sound, and the blood mark left by Zhao Ziyi disappeared instantly.

The next moment, between the cracks between the two gates, eight more blood characters faintly appeared.

The two looked at each other, and these eight words were a question:

"What is the right way, what is the devil's way?"

"Is this asking us? Do you want us to answer? Will different answers have different results?"

Lin Qingxuan looked at these eight blood characters, then looked at the "righteous path" above the white door and the "demon path" above the black door, and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Ziyi stood aside, also frowning, thinking about this question.

"What is the right way, what is the devil's way?"

What about the positive, and what about the demons?

Lin Qingxuan is from the Three Holy Sects of the Western Regions, which can be regarded as being born in the right way, and Zhao Ziyi is from the Zhongzhou Demon Sect, which can be said to be born in the Demon Dao, but the strange thing is that the two people with completely different backgrounds have cultivated the "Same Life Formula" together, and there is no barrier between the right and the devil, and they die and live together.

"Let me answer. Zhao Ziyi bit her index finger and prepared to write her answer on the door.

However, Lin Qingxuan had already stepped forward quickly, taking the first step, and his bleeding index finger had already slowly written a few words on the door.

Three scarlet letters are written on the crack of the door, with the white door on the left and the black door on the right.

Lin Qingxuan sighed lightly, and felt something:

If I am not allowed and the devil does not accept me, then I will walk out of my own way. My way, the true devil's way!"

Between the cracks between the two doors, there are three big characters drenched in blood, "True Demon Dao"!

"True Demon Dao!" Zhao Ziyi muttered these three words in a low voice.

The next moment, a vicissitudes of life and a deep voice sounded out of nowhere, this voice seemed to have traveled through 10,000 years, through the barrier between time and space:

"True Demon Dao! Hehe, then I'll give you a True Demon Dao! See how far you can go. ”

"Who?"

The sudden voice made Lin Qingxuan and Zhao Ziyi feel terrified. In front of them in that corridor, the two of them found a strange "Lin Qingxuan", this voice, I don't know where it came from, the red copper blood palace that has stood for thousands of years, is it possible that someone has been living in it all the time?

The two waited for a long time, the sound no longer appeared, the two doors, one black and one white, slowly opened by themselves with a "creak", and an endless passage appeared in front of the two.

"I finally see a way out!"

Lin Qingxuan and Zhao Ziyi were both overjoyed, and they didn't know how long they had been in this silent hall of eternal life, and their will to survive was gradually consumed.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and stepped into the path behind the door, which was the only way to survive.

As soon as he stepped into this passage, the two gates closed by themselves again, and this red copper blood palace could only move forward, with no way out.

"Da! da! da......"

Lin Qingxuan and Zhao Ziyi quickened their pace, no one knew what else was in this red copper blood palace, go out early, and feel more at ease.

The long passage didn't know where to go, and Lin Qingxuan and Zhao Ziyi had no choice but to move forward.

Neither of them noticed that the ubiquitous night pearl seemed to emit even more red light, and wisps of faint red light radiated on the bodies of the two of them, and Zhao Ziyi's body surface, a trace of undetectable essence, was slowly passing.

Lin Qingxuan didn't notice that the mask on his face was exuding a strange aura, isolating all the red threads that radiated to him.

Half an hour later, the two of them still did not reach the end of the passage, and both of them felt a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and the only glimmer of life seemed to be out of reach.

"Huh?"

Lin Qingxuan found that Zhao Ziyi, who had cultivated much stronger than him, began to lose his physical strength and gradually fell behind him.

Feeling that Zhao Ziyi's breathing behind him was getting heavier and heavier, Lin Qingxuan looked back and was instantly startled. At this time, Zhao Ziyi's smooth cheeks were full of beads of sweat the size of beans, and his pretty face was extremely white.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Qingxuan grabbed Zhao Ziyi's little hand, and suddenly felt that Zhao Ziyi's palm was as cold as an ice cube.

"I feel that my life seems to be ...... It seems to be gradually passing in this passage, and this passage is strange. Zhao Ziyi's legs weakened, and he fell to the ground, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"How can this be, why don't I have anything to do? Not to mention that the two of us have also cultivated the Tongsheng Recipe together. Lin Qingxuan was puzzled.

Lin Qingxuan didn't find out that the reason why his life was not lost, and why he was not affected by the "Tongsheng Jue" in the Red Copper Blood Palace, was all because of that mask.

He squatted down and supported Zhao Ziyi, seeing that Zhao Ziyi's face was getting whiter and paler, he grabbed Zhao Ziyi's hand tightly, and he couldn't do it in a hurry.

The two have come to this point together, all by supporting each other, without each other, both of them are probably dead. The relationship between the two people is indescribable.

"You go, I guess, I can't accompany you out of this red copper blood palace. ”

Zhao Ziyi smiled miserably and urged Lin Qingxuan to leave, but there was a trace of reluctance in her eyes.

"What are you talking about? Drink this, this is the blood of the Demon Saint, maybe it will be useful. ”

Lin Qingxuan took out a vat of demon saint blood, and looked at Zhao Ziyi with a concerned face, there are still two and a half jars of demon saint blood.

Without even looking at the blood of this demon saint, Zhao Ziyi shook his head and smiled reluctantly: "You are still ...... Let's go, I don't know what I'll encounter later, this demon saint's blood, you better keep it for yourself. Even if I drink it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this passage. ”

"Drink!"

Lin Qingxuan said eagerly, not allowing Zhao Ziyi to refuse, and ordered. Every minute of delay, Zhao Ziyi's life will pass one more minute.

Zhao Ziyi turned his head to the side: "You still have hope, go quickly, don't waste time on me." ”

"Then I can't blame me!"

Seeing that Zhao Ziyi no longer had the will to survive, Lin Qingxuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, looking at Zhao Ziyi's pale lips, Lin Qingxuan suddenly poured down a mouthful of demon saint blood, and the next moment, he pressed Zhao Ziyi fiercely and kissed Zhao Ziyi's small mouth.

Zhao Ziyi was frightened at first, and then, he seemed to understand what Lin Qingxuan meant, there was both shyness and gratitude in his eyes, Lin Qingxuan did this in order to forcibly pour the blood of the demon saint.

Seeing that Zhao Ziyi still refused to open his small mouth and had no intention of taking the blood of the Demon Saint, Lin Qingxuan's eyes stared at Zhao Ziyi's eyes, and his eyes did not allow Zhao Ziyi to refuse.

Finally, Zhao Ziyi's gaze at Lin Qingxuan gradually softened, her small mouth finally opened, and the blood of the demon saint slowly entered Zhao Ziyi's mouth.

When all the blood of the demon saint was swallowed, Zhao Ziyi pushed away Lin Qingxuan, who was pressing on him, and glanced at Lin Qingxuan fiercely, and his cheeks were dyed with two red glows.

"Ahem!" Lin Qingxuan faked coughing twice in embarrassment.

"It's good for you to take advantage of me!" Originally, Zhao Ziyi's miserable white cheeks were already extremely ruddy, and his autumn-like eyes stared at Lin Qingxuan ambiguously, making Lin Qingxuan feel empty.

She stretched out her arm like a white lotus root, and said angrily: "I don't need you to feed it, I'll drink it myself." ”

Lin Qingxuan didn't dare to answer, and hurriedly handed over the blood of the demon saint.

Raising his white neck, Zhao Ziyi drank all the blood of the demon saint, and then he felt better.

She quietly glanced at Lin Qingxuan and found that Lin Qingxuan was staring at her, and that gaze lingered on the delicate collarbones on her shoulders from time to time, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Have you seen enough?" she glared at Lin Qingxuan fiercely, and was about to stand up, only to find that her feet were still weak and had not yet recovered, and she lowered her head when she thought that the front was still unknown, and her life would still continue to pass.

She said with a gloomy face: "I can only be a burden to you, you better go by yourself." ”

In the quiet passage, only the breathing of two people was heard.

"If you want to die, the two of us can only die together, but we have cultivated the "Same Life Formula", and we said that we would live and die together, right?"

Lin Qingxuan's face was cold, and he didn't allow Zhao Ziyi to resist, so he picked up Zhao Ziyi's soft body with one hand and carried it on his shoulder.

Zhao Ziyi's life has been greatly reduced now, and she is powerless to resist Lin Qingxuan, and she is carried by Lin Qingxuan on her shoulder, so she can only beat Lin Qingxuan as if she is crazy. She said to Lin Qingxuan with a crying voice: "Let me down, you have a secret on you, it seems that this "Tongsheng Jue" can't affect you, you can go alone." ”

Lin Qingxuan carried Zhao Ziyi and walked forward quickly. He understood that the longer he stayed in the passage, the more Zhao Ziyi's life would pass, and when the time came, even if all the blood of the demon saint was drunk, he would not be able to save Zhao Ziyi.

He gently patted Zhao Ziyi's back: "Don't worry, you can't walk, I'll carry you away, I must take you out." ”

After listening to Lin Qingxuan's words, Zhao Ziyi's body stiffened significantly, and then, she quietly lay on Lin Qingxuan's shoulder, no longer moving.

After a while, she sobbed in a low voice and whispered, "Why are you so good to me?

Looking at the passage in front of him with no end in sight, Lin Qingxuan's face was resolute, and he carried Zhao Ziyi tighter:

"If there is no end to this passage, I will carry you all the way!"

Zhao Ziyi's tears had already soaked Lin Qingxuan's back.

(Thank you for Brother Yuhua Ruochen's reward, thank you Feifei for your reward, Qingyun worship!)