Chu Yiyang thought about it, and came to Xuanyuan Ce's side again after a few jumps.

Feeling his approach, Xuanyuan Ce also reflexively tensed his back, and his body still remembered that he had just been knocked unconscious.

Chu Yiyang didn't care, just said to him as he advanced: "I just broke through the first palace, if the trails behind are all calculated according to this, we probably need to pass through fifty-nine levels, and there is no gap between stopping and resting." ”

It is not realistic to continue running like this, after all, with the increase of time, their spirit can no longer be as focused as at the beginning, even if they can keep up with the physical strength, there will be problems, so they need to lead the way alternately, one of them leads the way when the route is calculated, and the other person only needs to follow the previous person, which can reduce the loss of mental energy.

Of course, Xuanyuan Ce knows this, and this requires absolute trust in each other.

Chu Yiyang saw that he was silent, so he said, "I'll come first." ”

The more he walked behind, the fewer and fewer illusory figures who could calculate the route, and now he could avoid the traps according to the route they dissipated, and when he ran to the point where no one had walked behind, he would have to rely on Xuanyuan.

"Okay." Xuanyuan Ce only paused for a moment before agreeing to him.

The two quickly switched places, with Chu Yiyang leading the way in front and him following behind.

The red robe turned into a fiery fire in front of him, leading him forward without thinking about the safety of the route, perfectly avoiding all the traps.

In the field of vision that only Chu Yiyang could see, the map of the wooden hall had been removed, and now in front of him was the palace room in front of him, which was shining with golden light, and there were four safe routes stretching in front of him.

The voice of the system asked, "Where are you spending your energy?" ”

Isn't that what it counts?

Chu Yiyang asked rhetorically: "What is the meaning of your existence?" Have you thought about it? ”

Isn't it just a way for the host to take shortcuts?

In the already chaotic story world, the system with limited functions can't help, but it's still okay in this little playthrough game.

The system was quiet.

Chu Yiyang chose the shortest route, and rushed through the second and third palaces with Xuanyuan Ce without making a mistake...... It wasn't until they reached a third of the map that the illusory figures walking in front of them finally disappeared.

Where the phantom disappears, when the path alternates.

Ahead is a place where no one has broken through. Female land, they were the first in the team to rush here to enter the wooden hall.

For the first time, a tool appeared in Xuanyuan Ce's hand.

Chu Yiyang looked at his hand and saw that he was holding an ink thread commonly used in carpentry in his left hand, but it was wrapped with gold wire similar to a heaven-level glove, and in his right hand was a compass.

Entering this palace, which was even more eerie than the place they had broken through before, the compass in the young man's hand turned wildly.

There was not the slightest pause at his feet, and as he leaped past the first round of traps in front of him and rushed forward, the ink line in his hand was thrown out, instantly slicing the entire space into countless pieces.

With a few clicks, all the hideous mechanisms that had been working smoothly made a difficult sound, causing a moment of stagnation.

Xuanyuan Ce's eyes lit up with a golden light. It is this moment that is to be contested, to take into account the trajectory of all the organs, and to calculate a safe route in it.

Chu Yiyang followed behind him, and the moment the mechanism in the room was running again, he saw the golden ink line retracted, and Xuanyuan Ce's voice sounded, saying, "Go!" ”

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The air erupted in bursts of shrill laughter!

Countless strangely dressed imps burst out of the shadows with a sharp smile, flying between the mechanisms.

Xuanyuan Ce's pupils shrank suddenly.

He had only heard rumors of hauntings in the palace, but he had never seen what these ghosts looked like.

These deformed creatures with adult faces and the body of children looked particularly strange to him, and the trajectory of the mechanism was predictable, but these flying imps could not tell which direction they would rush from.

He was originally feeling a chill, but the next moment, an even more fierce ghost aura rose up beside him.

Beside him, the red-clothed man, who was originally a living person, held a token in his hand, starting from the corner of the red robe, the yin qi was refined inch by inch, and there was an extra flame mark in the center of his eyebrows, turning into a red-clothed ghost, looking at these little ghosts in the way coldly.

"W-gah?"

The shrill laughter still echoed in the palace, and the little ghosts flying in mid-air sensed this oppressive aura, and they were all dazed.

Then, golden golem silk appeared from all directions at some point, and wrapped around them.

Smoke rose from the point where the threads came into contact with their bodies, causing the giggling imps to struggle in mid-air with painful expressions on their faces.

"Let's go!"

Chu Yiyang, who had a puppet silk extending from the golden silk glove, urged, and his voice sounded as eerie as these little ghosts at this moment.

didn't have time to think about how he could change from a human being to this way, Xuanyuan Ce ran again with his feet, and a puppet silk appeared again in Chu Yiyang's left hand behind him, tying himself to him.

After turning into a ghost, he seemed to have no weight, and Xuanyuan Ce carried him on his back without noticing, and rushed through the palace from the calculated safe route.

When he broke through the exit, the puppet silk in the sky was instantly retracted, and the little ghost who was frozen in the hall flew again and let out a cry of anger.

"What's that?!"

Xuanyuan Ce threw his ink line in the direction pointed by the compass, looking for a flaw in the mechanism, and asked the person behind him urgently.

Chu Yiyang's voice sounded substantially: "Puppet gloves, people control people, ghosts control ghosts, it's normal." It's a pity that the other one was lost by me before......"

Xuanyuan Ce was really unsuitable for his current demon form, and he was so close to himself that the young man had goosebumps on his neck.

The mechanism was blocked, and the passage resurfaced in front of him, and as soon as the golden ink line was withdrawn, a hall of ghosts appeared in the field of vision again, and Chu Yiyang repeated his old trick and fixed them with puppet silk.

Amid the shrill cries of these imps, Xuanyuan Ce tried to find words: "If you can find the legendary Void Mirror, maybe you can copy another one." ”

As a result, his voice fell, and Chu Yiyang said, "You have two left hands? ”

“……”

Of course not.

The two worked together seamlessly, and passed another level.

In a short time, the red dot on the map, representing the two-person team, had advanced to half of the way.

Because he was very close to Xuanyuan Ce and was taken away by him, Chu Yiyang noticed the heaviness of his breath and knew that it would be a big loss for him to calculate the route like this.

"Stop ahead." Chu Yiyang didn't stop injecting spiritual power into the token, and said, "It's still early, you should be able to fix the mechanism and rest here." ”

From the moment you enter this space, that hourglass exists in the sea of consciousness of all people, and you can see it as long as you want to see it.

Xuanyuan Ce was indeed a little exhausted, compared to one-half of the progress, there was still plenty of time, they might be the farthest team in the wooden hall, but there should be people in the remaining three halls who could break through to the end.

With a click, the mechanism in the palace stopped running, the ink line stuck in place, and the imp here did not appear.

The two stopped at the entrance and sat on the ground against the walls on either side.

Xuanyuan Ce took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, gasping and looking at the person opposite.

He has already discovered that even if he doesn't have himself, Chu Yiyang can still pass this level, but he can hide his strength, which is more convenient.

Thinking that he had previously felt that if he had the opportunity, he could recruit him to do things for the Xuanyuan Dynasty, but now he only felt that such a person could succumb to a human dynasty.

While he was thinking about this self-deprecatingly, Chu Yiyang had already closed his eyes and meditated in place.

They are surrounded by invisible golem silk to prevent ghosts from sneaking up.

In the silence, Xuanyuan Ce's breathing calmed down, and he began to calm down and regain his energy, and although Chu Yiyang didn't consume anything, he still pretended to be tired, but as soon as his eyes were closed, the surrounding sounds immediately disappeared, and the sound of dripping water sounded strangely in his ears.

Chu Yiyang opened his eyes and found himself in a familiar cave.

“……”

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Brother Chu: ......

Seventeen: I inappropriately remembered my original intention of dreaming, which was to make trouble for you when you were checking clues and pushing the plot.

Chapter 51

The sound of water droplets, the cold air was permeated, if he didn't know that he should be in the wooden hall at this moment, Chu Yiyang would almost think that he had returned to the dozens of days in the Qingye Secret Realm.

He lowered his gaze and looked at the dirt beneath his feet, and the details of this sand were exactly the same as the caves in the Aoba Secret Realm—the soil was reddish, and the soil was fine, and it was particles.

As a copy featuring traps and mobs, the wooden hall shouldn't be mixed into the illusion, so whose illusion is he in now?

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he already had the answer.

There was a sound of something breaking water in the cave, Chu Yiyang stepped forward, the hem of the cascading red clothes brushed on the ground, and the golden bells under the robe were silent, and he walked towards the depths of the cave.

The fire extinguished in the middle of the cave remained in its place, and a beam of heavenly light shone down from the top, shining on the charred branches.

From then on, the person who was pulled in from outside the world walked towards the familiar pool almost without making a sound, and the moment the waves of frosty water in the pool came into view, the figure in the pool also crashed into his eyes.

Dressed in a white robe and covered with black strips of cloth on his eyes, Jianzun was submerged in the pool from the chest down, and his long black hair was untied and scattered behind him. Because his back was on him, Chu Yiyang couldn't see the expression on the face of the person who was trapped in the illusion at the moment, but he could see the white shadow entangled in front of him.

The shadow was like a young man, soft as a boneless, snow-white slender arm clinging to the shoulder of Beitang's cold night, circling him like a snake in the water, stirring the pool of water, disturbing a pool of waves.

When he walked around to the cold night of Beitang, the face under the wet black hair was facing Chu Yiyang, and the place where it should be his facial features was blurred.

This thing...... No face.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the whole picture was greatly reduced, but it added a bit of horror.

Chu Yiyang stood in place and said in his heart, this was indeed a fictional illusion based on the memory of the cold night in Beitang.

Because he never knew what the person he was with looked like in the Aoba Secret Realm, the face of the white-clothed young man reproduced in this illusion was also blurred, and he was still wearing a black blindfold.

It's just, why is it this one in the pool?

Chu Yiyang thought with mixed feelings, his performance at that time was really like this faceless thing...... The same can't be written in detail, so what makes him particularly impressed?

"Hold Me ......"

At this time, a familiar voice belonging to a teenager came from the pool, Chu Yiyang had no expression on his face, but his thick eyelashes trembled.

The cold night of Beitang, which had been unmoved, seemed to be touched by this voice, and Chu Yiyang felt that the mark on his body was slightly hot.

Beitang didn't remember what he looked like, he didn't remember his breath, but he remembered the voice of his youth.

Sensing his vacillation, even if the white shadow had no face, Chu Yiyang seemed to see it grinning and revealing its fangs.

The surface of the water fluctuated again, and it circled from the front to the back, and the whole thing was attached to the person in front of it, and with the same voice as Chu Yiyang when he was a teenager, he pleaded in the ear of the young Jian Zun who had his back to it: "Please...... Help me...... Help me......"

Chu Yiyang, who was in a state of evil ghosts, had a lot of freedom of movement in this illusion, and his sense was very keen, and he immediately sensed the killing intent escaping from that thing.