He could feel the woman's panicked aura, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

He grabbed the woman's hand directly and wrote a few words on the woman's palm: "Who are you?" ”

I was glad that the woman could feel what he was writing.

Soon, a pair of delicate palms came from Ding Xiaoyi's palm, and the slender finger swiped on his palm.

"Su Qianqian, what about you?"

From the trajectory of the woman paddling in his palm, Ding Xiaoyi recognized those words.

It turned out that the girl's name was Su Qianqian, but I didn't know if she was a cultivator.

Then Ding Xiaoyi wrote his name in the woman's palm, and the two communicated silently.

Both of them left the breath of each other in their palms.

Ding Xiaoyi condensed a few sword qi seeds and instilled them into Su Qianqian's body, if Su Qianqian encountered any danger, the sword qi seeds would be immediately activated.

Through the conversation with Su Qianqian, I learned that Su Qianqian seemed to be a cultivator from another plane.

It's just that her cultivation is too weak, and she only has the cultivation of the super grade realm.

She and her brother went to a site called the Secret Realm of the Desolate Emperor to explore, and then inexplicably fell into this dark world without any sound.

She was separated from her brothers, and she was terrified.

At first, she thought that Ding Xiaoyi was going to do something wrong to him, and she was so frightened that she almost committed suicide.

Fortunately, Ding Xiaoyi reacted quickly enough and wrote a few words in her palm.

"What kind of world this is, do you know?"

Only then did Ding Xiaoyi know that this Desolate Emperor treasure was not only found by them, but even cultivators from other planes had also found this secret realm.

"I don't know, but I seem to have heard the elders of the sect say that such a place is called the Cage World, and this world is also called the Cursed World or the Forsaken World, the World Forsaken by Light and Sound."

Su Qianqian swiped quickly in Ding Xiaoyi's palm, and her handwriting lines were very coherent, I don't know how many times better than Ding Xiaoyi's chicken-like handwriting.

Ding Xiaoyi wanted to know what Su Qianqian looked like, but in this dark environment, he couldn't see his appearance clearly at all.

He can only imagine out of thin air, Su Qianqian should be a woman in the outer beauty of wisdom, he thought in his heart.

"And how did they survive here?" Ding Xiaoyi grabbed Su Qianqian's palm and wrote another sentence.

"I don't know, maybe they have unique skills, the creatures in this world have all committed heinous crimes, and they were teleported to this world by the predecessors of the Desolate Emperor."

Su Qianqian replied to Ding Xiaoyi again, and the two exchanged a few words in silence.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't get the answer he wanted, and he felt a little lost.

I don't know what kind of environment Dongfang Bai and the others will encounter, it shouldn't be worse than him.

He even suspected that the silver-haired old woman should have deliberately teleported himself into this dark and silent world, and he didn't know why the silver-haired old woman did this.

He couldn't sense the sea of consciousness, so naturally he couldn't use his divine sense, and he couldn't move an inch here.

He thought of taking out the fire fold that was pinned to his waist to see if it could make a fire.

Thinking of this, he took the fire off his waist.

Su Qianqian seemed to sense Ding Xiaoyi's actions, and she quickly wrote in Ding Xiaoyi's palm with her fingers: "It's useless, the fire fold is useless, my fireball technique can't be sent." ”

Ding Xiaoyi still tried it unbelievingly, but the fire fold couldn't even splash a spark, which made him feel very disappointed.

"How long have you been here, and have you ever thought about going out?" Ding Xiaoyi was helpless, and he wrote again in Su Qianqian's palm.

"I don't know, it's not long anyway, there's no day or darkness here, and I don't know how long it's been time, but it's only more than five days anyway." Su Qianqian's slender fingers wrote his answer in Ding Xiaoyi's palm.

"Is this a prison, how can there be other people with weak breath?"

Ding Xiaoyi knew that Su Qianqian should not know more than him, but the two were extremely bored and exchanged views in the palms of both sides.

"It should be a prison, there seem to be a few guards outside, my cultivation is imprisoned by a mysterious force, can you take me out?" Su Qianqian wrote another pleading word to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Don't worry, my cultivation is still there, I deliberately let them in, I want to figure out what kind of world this is. Even if we get out of here, we don't know how we're going to get out of this world. ”

Ding Xiaoyi patted Su Qianqian's palm, and he wrote a sentence to comfort Su Qianqian.

Although Ding Xiaoyi couldn't see Su Qianqian's pair of watery eyes, he could really feel Su Qianqian's unconcealable joy.

"But my consciousness is imprisoned, and I can't feel everything here, so don't worry, I'll take you out of here." Ding Xiaoyi wrote another sentence in the palm of the other party's palm.

He could feel Su Qianqian's trembling jade palm, and he couldn't help but hold the smooth jade palm tightly.

Don't say that Su is shallow, even he will go crazy in the dark and silent world here.

This world is a cursed world, a cursed world of cages.

At this moment, he felt a breath coming from a distance.

He knew that the breath was the man whose thick arms had brought him in.

The good breath was getting closer and closer, and the only breath they could feel was the aura of this group of cultivators, while the others couldn't sense it.

A powerful arm grabbed Ding Xiaoyi's neck again, and Ding Xiaoyi grabbed the thick arm with his backhand, and he obviously felt the arm twitch.

Sharp sword intent surged out, he clasped the veins of the thick arm, and then quickly wrote a sentence on the palm of his hand: "Take me to meet your big man." ”

"Good",

The word on the thick arm only wrote one word in Ding Xiaoyi's palm, country.

Ding Xiaoyi held Su Qianqian with his left hand and walked towards the endless darkness with his right hand holding the man with the thick arm.

There was a burst of scorching energy fluctuations under his feet, and Ding Xiaoyi was slightly stunned, could it be that there is still a heavenly fire under the ground of this world.

However, Ding Xiaoyi didn't think too much about it, he held the man with the thick arm and walked forward slowly.

The sword intent around him surged up like a tide, and he felt several figures approaching him, all of which were repelled by his powerful sword intent.

Su Qianqian cautiously followed Ding Xiaoyi, holding Ding Xiaoyi's hand and trembling uncontrollably.

I don't know how long I walked, Ding Xiaoyi felt a faint light appear in front of his eyes.

His heart suddenly became excited, in this dark and silent world, he would suffocate and go crazy every time he stayed.

Su Qianqian's hand trembled even more, and obviously she also saw the faint light.

The man with the thick arm walked towards the faint light with Ding Xiaoyi.

He didn't dare to resist at all, because he felt the violent sword intent in his body.

Finally saw the light, and Ding Xiaoyi had an ecstatic expression on his face.

Su Qianqian, who was behind him, couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

Ding Xiaoyi saw everything around him clearly with the help of that faint light, and he found that he seemed to be in a huge stone room, which should be said to be a palace.

The man with the thick arms was a big man who was naked, and Ding Xiaoyi found that his eyes were gray, and their eyes seemed to have completely degenerated.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but let go of the vein that was buckled on the man, and he silently followed behind the naked man.

The man's body paused slightly, but he didn't expect Ding Xiaoyi to let go of his pulse.

However, he didn't think too much about it, and continued to walk forward with Ding Xiaoyi.

All around were the figures of those who did not see an inch of their bodies, both men and women.

Everyone's eyes were gray, like the dead fish rolling its eyes.

It's just that there was no sound around them, and the group of strange figures only paused slightly, and their faces showed doubt.

Su Qianqian's hand was still held by Ding Xiaoyi, she followed behind Ding Xiaoyi timidly, and everything was going on silently.

Getting closer and closer to the faint light, Ding Xiaoyi saw clearly that it was a firework, a flame suspended in this palace.