Seeing Qing'er's desperate appearance, Zhang Fan's fists squeaked and clenched. Obviously, the clown's game is over, but why does the curse of the Wishing Lake continue to exist?

It shouldn't be this way. It's not fair!

"Don't worry, tell me the truth!" Zhang Fan showed bitterness on his face, sighed, sat next to Qing'er, his eyes were a little dull, and said in a low voice.

"The last time I came to my sister, it was mainly on the order of Grandma Snake to bring her back."

"After my sister went back, she was ruthlessly imprisoned in the Tower of the Abyss by Grandma Snake."

"The Tower of the Abyss is the most terrifying and desperate forbidden place, and all those imprisoned in it cannot escape, but will only die miserably......"

"I asked a lot of people and begged a lot of people, but none of them were willing to stand up and help me!" Qing'er's pink little hand holding the water cup trembled uncontrollably because of too many mood swings.

Bean-sized tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and with a ding dong, fell into the hot water in the cup, splashing a splash.

Zhang Fan looked at Qing'er's crying expression, his heart tightened, and an inexplicable heartache surged into his heart.

Bai Chenxi was imprisoned in the Abyss Tower by the so-called snake grandmother, Qing'er must have endured all the hardships for a while, seeking help from people everywhere, and finally found herself here in desperation.

"I can only come to you for help now, my sister likes you so much, you won't stand idly by!" Qing'er raised her head, burst into tears, looked at Zhang Fan and asked excitedly.

Zhang Fan and Qing'er looked at each other, and the whole person fell silent, and his mood was depressed to the extreme. He didn't speak, just sighed, slowly lowered his head, and didn't look at Qing'er.

Seeing Zhang Fan lower his head, Qing'er's heart suddenly became half cold, and the water cup in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering to the ground, and the hot water inside was spilled everywhere.

Sure enough, even you refused to save your sister? It turns out that all men in this world are unreliable.

All men are negative people. Sister, after all, I still paid by mistake. This Zhang Fan, just like Chen Chuan, who failed his sister at the beginning, is all a negative person.

I was really blind, and I would believe that this Zhang Fan was what the prophet elder said, the person who could redeem his sister.

"Alas!" Zhang Fan sighed again, stood up abruptly, and went directly to the second floor, leaving Qing'er alone stunned.

When he came to the second floor, Zhang Fan was extremely bitter, his fists were clenched, and he smashed his fist angrily on the wall, and with a bang, he directly made a fist pit mark.

He hated his own incompetence, hated his weakness. If his own strength is enough to defy the sky, no one can take his loved ones away from him.

You can kill the Fear Clown with one punch, overturn the Wishing Lake with your bare hands, and tear through the entire labyrinth of hell.

"Please tell me what I can do to save Bai Chenxi from the Tower of the Abyss!" Zhang Fan took out the black leather manual from his pocket and asked in a low voice.

Soon, the first and second pages of the black manual opened automatically, revealing a piece of font information. [My name is Zhang Fan, and when you see this sentence, I am already dead.

【Bi Yeqing came from the distant city of Dachuan and asked me for help to help her rescue her sister Bai Chenxi.

But Grandma Snake's strength is too strong, and she already has terrifying strength comparable to that of a devil-level ghost, and I can't fight it at all!

[Just when I was desperate, I asked the Black Leather Handbook for a way to fight it!] 【The black manual tells me that the only way to fight the snake grandmother at present is to ......】The font information of the black manual appeared here, and it came to an abrupt end, and there was no follow-up.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to urge him to ask again, he saw that all the old font information was quickly erased by the terrifying supernatural power, and then eight blood-colored characters suddenly appeared on the page.

- [Borrow power from the Wishing Lake!] 】

"Borrowing power from the Wishing Lake?" Seeing this, Zhang Fan's pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing was short. He hadn't even dared to think about borrowing power from the Wishing Lake before.

Can this really work? It's easy to borrow power, but how huge should the transaction cost be? With only his current supernatural strength, can he still trade with the Wishing Lake?

Just said that he could trade, but he still had a red-clothed ghost, and he didn't sacrifice to the Wishing Lake. As if sensing Zhang Fan's horror and incomprehension, the font on the second page of the black manual was erased again, and a new font was used to explain.

[I still have the last devil's egg in my hand, sacrifice it to the Wishing Lake, and this deal can be done!]

[This will be the last deal I can make before I die, and the Wishing Lake will not refuse!]

Looking at the trading methods given by the black manual, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, there is no way out, and this is the only way to try.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, closed the black leather manual, put it in his pocket, and didn't look at it much. I'm going to die soon, and he doesn't care how many times he uses the Black Manual, as long as he doesn't use it until the tenth time, he'll be fine.

Shaking his head, he suddenly realized that in the maze scene, the voice of the vicious Zhang Fan seemed to have disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Taking a deep breath again, Zhang Fan forcibly suppressed the messy emotions in his heart, threw the stone engraved with the three words of the Wishing Lake into the basin on the ground, and began to summon the Wishing Lake.

The yin wind struck, and the clear water in the basin was quickly dyed black by the terrifying supernatural infestation, accompanied by a pungent stench.

This is the Wishing Lake again.

"Wishing Lake, I'm going to make a deal with you!"

"I want to borrow strength from you and let me rescue Bai Chenxi!!" Zhang Fan looked solemn and took out the last devil's egg from the system backpack.

On the white floor tiles, a crooked font emerged: "Trading sacrifices is not enough, trading cannot be carried out." "Wishing Lake rejected Zhang Fan's wishing deal.

"Why?" Zhang Fan frowned, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly asked. As the Black Leather Handbook just said, if you sacrifice the last Devil's Egg to the Wishing Lake, you can borrow power from it.

But now, why can't you trade again?

"In addition to the devil's egg, I need the most important thing in you!" The Wishing Lake's supernatural erases the font from the ground and redraws it into a new skewed font.

"You need ...... What? Zhang Fan's voice trembled a little and asked. His body had gradually decayed and was on the verge of extinction.

There was nothing left on him. Lifespan, youth, or whatever, he no longer occupies it.

"I need your passions and memories!" Wishing Lake explains.

"Need my seven emotions and six desires and memories? What do you want these things for? Zhang Fan's face changed drastically, and he gasped.

"Your seven passions and six desires and memories, plus a devil's egg, sacrifice to me, and I will complete the transaction with you!"

"Bai Chenxi's time is running out, the world inside the Abyss Tower has begun to collapse, and at the last moment, the catastrophe will be robbed, and the creatures in the tower will all go extinct!"

"Only by trading with me can she hope to survive!"

"It's your only option!" The font information of the Wishing Lake was covered with the entire floor tiles, and inside and outside the words, they were urging Zhang Fan to complete the transaction with him.