Fang Chi was lying on the ground touching the broken staircase inch by inch, and looked up suspiciously when he heard him ask this.

"You want to stop me?"

One moment he said that the barrier was going to be broken and wanted him to leave quickly, and the other time he was here and didn't leave, it was hard not to suspect him of ulterior motives.

"No, I won't stop you, but I'll help you, as long as you let me in with you."

Chun Liang looked at Fang Chi's eyes with a faint glint of light, and Fang Chi faced such a sincere gaze, the words of refusal were swallowed back as soon as they reached his mouth.

"As long as it doesn't get in my way, do whatever you want." With that, she continued to bury her head in search of the entrance.

Time is pressing, she doesn't want to argue with him here, if he dares to make any moths, she will naturally not suffer this boring loss.

Click.

Suddenly, Fang Chi felt a loose brick on the edge of the steps, and she just touched the brick lightly and it shattered into two pieces, and there was a crisp sound.

The flying shards didn't know where they came from, and they cut a cut on her index finger, and she unknowingly touched the broken bricks with her injured fingers, and in an instant the earthquake shook the sky, and all the remaining buildings at the bottom of the sea were reduced to dust.

"The enchantment can't hold it anymore!" Junliang glanced at the cracked barrier above his head, thinking that it was an earthquake caused by the loosening of the barrier, so he reminded him loudly.

Fang Chi didn't have time to care about it now, because a half-human-high blood-red stone door slowly emerged under the steps that had turned into nothingness in front of her, and the intricate black veins on the door were beating according to a certain pattern, which actually matched the pulse of her heart!

The familiar throbbing lingered in her heart, and a voice seemed to come from within, tempting her into the stone door.

Chun Liang also found the stone gate that suddenly appeared, he looked at the stunned woman, and the suspicion in his eyes was even worse, but the enchantment was about to be broken, and now was not the time to find the root cause.

The stone door that suddenly appeared was very similar to the one she had seen on the first floor, and the old man who had kept the grave keeper on the door when he opened the door, wondering if it would be useful for her to do so.

Now she can only make a desperate bet, after the barrier separating the sea is broken, the raging sea water will instantly swallow this area, and she has nowhere to escape, she can only try to draw a scoop according to the gourd.

At the moment when her palm touched the stone gate, a suction force firmly stuck her palm and the stone door together, and the black lines on the stone door seemed to burst out with strong vitality, beating faster and faster like her heartbeat.

Just when she felt that her heart was about to be unable to withstand such a violent impact, the stone door finally revealed a crack, and as the gap became larger, the chaotic qi that was originally only a trace became thick, gradually enveloping the two people outside the door.

It was also at this time that the power to maintain the barrier was finally wiped out by the monstrous sea, and the moment their figures disappeared, they flooded the ruins of the seabed.

Cold, biting cold, like standing in the northeast of the cold winter wax moon in single clothes, no matter how much you shiver, it is useless. This is the most intuitive feeling of Fang Chi when he first entered here.

This is a world covered in ice and snow, and everything as far as the eye can see is frozen in ice and snow several feet thick, and it is obviously a closed space, and it is not known where the snowflakes come from.

The huge ice picks above their heads, each more than half a meter thick, hung high above the cave, like an execution blade hanging from their necks, and if something happened, these ice picks would crush them to death without leaving a dead end.

There is no wind, and there are no falling snowflakes, so is the snow and ice created out of thin air?

Although the combat suit on the body has a certain cold-resistant effect, it does not work at all here, this cold is emanating from the bones, and physical defense is useless at all.

The heat that came out of Ha also instantly turned into ice slag and fell to the ground, but Fang Chi, who was so cold that his scalp was numb, saw the fishman next to him staring at a certain place like a nobody.

Following his line of sight, he saw a rectangle more than two meters long lying in the middle of a white expanse of ice and snow in the distance, the color was similar to the environment, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see that there was anything there.

The fish-man didn't say anything, and walked straight towards the cuboid, Fang Chi endured the cold and followed closely, there were probably fragments of her memories in it, and he didn't know what his purpose was when he had to follow him, I hope it wasn't a bad answer, otherwise it would be difficult for him to win in this environment that was obviously beneficial to him.

A short distance allowed her to walk out of the posture of the Long March, because it was so cold, the joints seemed to suddenly rust, and every step would make a creaking sound, making her feel that her bones would fall apart if she tried a little more strength, so even if she wanted to walk faster, she could only watch the fish-man take the lead to the edge of the cuboid.

When Fang Chi was still a few meters away from the cuboid, she found that he, who had always maintained the image of a fishman, had lifted his transformation, wearing an ink-colored robe and combing his waist-length hair with his back to her, as if he was not afraid of the cold at all.

She didn't understand the point of what he was doing, she just wanted to hurry up there and make sure there were any fragments of her own memories.

When I walked in front of me, I wiped the ice slag from my eyelashes, and then I saw what this cuboid was.

It's clearly a coffin!

The whole body is cast by ice and snow, and there are raised ice picks on the surface, each one is about the thickness of a thumb, dozens of centimeters long, and there are many of them, and I don't know why she didn't see it at all just now, maybe it's too similar to the surrounding color.

The coffin body did not have any superfluous decorations, as if it was randomly carved from a piece of frozen ice and snow, translucent, and a person lying inside could be vaguely seen in the haze.

Glancing at someone who had returned to human form beside her, although that face was exactly the same as Song Xiuyu, it was the first time she had seen such a complex expression on this face, anticipation, hesitation, fear and other emotions were expressed on the same face at the same time, if she hadn't seen Fang Chi with her own eyes, she couldn't imagine what kind of expression it would be.

But after only a few days of separation, his hair has grown so long, maybe he is really not Song Xiuyu?

However, both sides have now put aside their doubts about each other for the time being, one has a complicated expression, not knowing what they are thinking, and the other circles around the ice coffin to see if they can push it away directly.

Chunliang, who was stunned for a long time, looked at the ice coffin's eyes and gradually became firm, he sighed lightly, reached out and held the corner of the ice coffin, but he was not afraid of the cold, but he suddenly withdrew his hand with a frightened expression.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Fang Chi asked, the hand that he just wanted to stretch out suddenly withdrew, looking at him like this, I am afraid that there is another mystery on this ice coffin.

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I've been busy with graduation lately, and the update may be a little unstable, but basically there will be an update between 8-12 o'clock in the evening~

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