Inside the underground passage, Yorkham Jones, Ching, and Miss Angel couldn't remember how long they had been gone, and their timekeeping devices had all stopped functioning, and from the senses, all three of them felt like they had been gone for a few days.

The moment you enter the passage, you can hardly touch anything except darkness, no matter which direction you go, it is dark, like a tunnel to the abyss.

During this period, Miss Angel also tried to break through with the Sunbird, but even if the realm was expanded to the maximum, compared to the endless darkness, the Sunbird was only a lone starlight in the dark universe.

After walking for a long time, the three of them stopped to rest, and Jingqing chose to sleep, and Yorkham Jones frowned and asked:

"Miss Angel, are you sure that 'Pleasure' was sealed in?"

"If you ask me before you come down, I'll definitely nod right away... But now I can't judge myself, such an unbreakable darkness is completely a complete demigod power..."

As she spoke, Miss Angel pointed to the sleeping Qinqing and said:

"We need to find the exit quickly, although we can both maintain our health with extraordinary powers, your little angel doesn't seem to have extraordinary powers..."

"I'm not worried about her..."

Shaking his head, Yorkham Jones added:

"Her origin is very mysterious, and once she falls asleep, there are very few things that can hurt her, but she can't give us anything back..."

"I think it's us who should be worried, judging by our senses, we have been gone for at least four or five days, but neither the seal nor the 'joy' have seen a trace of us, and besides, our means of delivering messages have been completely blocked..."

After pondering for a moment, Miss Angel nodded, and then asked:

"Do you think that 'Joy' is completely out of trouble, or is He having accomplished what He wants? ”

"Probably not. ”

Yorkham Jones immediately shook his head and said:

"Regardless of whether 'Joy' was deliberately trapped or really trapped, if He had already accomplished what he wanted to do, he would have left long ago..."

"After all, Your Excellency cannot never come back, and you cannot hide it forever. ”

"Then what do you think He wants to do? just to trap us and not let us get into the truth?" Miss Angel bit her finger and frowned.

Jokham Jones didn't answer, he closed his eyes quietly.

"First of all, 'Pleasure' can't hurt me and Miss Angel at the moment. ”

"Secondly, when He came in, He welcomed us specifically, if not for amusement, indicating that 'Joy' also wanted to see us. ”

"He wants us to see Him, and at the same time traps us in darkness..."

With a frown, Yorkham Jones seemed to have caught something, but he still had a clue left, so he couldn't deduce the answer.

At this time, the sleeping cutie suddenly said in her dream:

"Mom, I want to eat steak~"

The sound was in his ears, and Yorkham Jones woke up suddenly, and he reached out and grabbed Miss Angel:

"I think I know the answer, Joy wants to see us, but He doesn't want us to see Him like that, He needs us to be sleepy in the dark and fall asleep so that He can come out to see us. ”

"Maybe that's it!"

Miss Angel immediately stood up, as if preparing for a long run, and then exhausted her strength.

Yorkham Jones hurriedly pulled Miss Angel, and first complained in his heart, 'Demon Hunters are all equally impulsive!' Fang Dao:

"When we wake up, we're likely to forget our memories, what's the most important thing in your heart? If I wake up first, I'll use it to find you. ”

"Lux..."

With a whisper, Miss Angel also looked up and asked:

"What about you?"

"Lord. ”

After replying to the word, Yorkham Jones muttered inwardly:

"Realm, witcher, flame, Lux..."

"Together, it's almost certain that Miss Angel is Judge Dale, but how did she change her physical state? Is it some kind of transcendent prop?"

Before Yorkham Jones could finish thinking, Miss Angel immediately tugged at him:

"Put the feather of fire away, it reminds us of each other if we meet. ”

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Yorkham Jones and Miss Angel ran briskly through the darkness.

In the dark, the fatigue came very quickly, or rather, because there was no time, so Yorkham Jones and Miss Angel could hardly remember how long they had been running.

"'Lilith the Witch of Pleasure', the soul of the stowaway of fate is connected to the Lord, how do you shield my memory?"

With a slight smile, Yorkham Jones's consciousness instantly fell into darkness.

...

In the endless darkness, consciousness began to fall asleep, and everything disappeared as if it had never existed.

Suddenly, a beam of light exploded, and the whole world brightened.

"What is your pleasure?"

A crisp and delicate laugh rang out, and Yorkham Jones snapped open his eyes.

Turning his head to look around, the environment inside the house immediately sketched out Yorkham Jones's eyes.

Yorkham Jones is on the first floor of a spacious villa, decorated in silver and white, and to his left is a huge bookshelf full of books on philosophy and art.

The warm light of the fireplace came from the fireplace, and several cats and two big dogs were lying comfortably in the corner of the living room, one of the pure white shorthair cats was pillowed on his lap, and the mellow smell of milk came from the cup next to him, and it was still half warm to the touch.

On the wall in the center of the living room is a very large picture scroll of a family of three, even an enlarged portrait from Yorkham Jones's pocket watch.

"Honey, honey, come and help me!"

The girl's voice suddenly burst in, and Yorkham Jones, who had not forgotten his memory, instantly fell into a stupor.

Looking back at the girl holding the basket in one hand, a large bag of heavy things in the other, looking at the beads of sweat on her forehead, watching every trace of her face fall, Yorkham Jones rushed over.

Knowing that it was fake, Yorkham Jones still hugged the girl hard and cried loudly.

...

In another house in the city, Miss Angel also awoke, her mask gone, and it looked like Dale's cheeks, only much younger, as if she had returned to her 20s.

"Mom..."

A little girl ran in, she looked only ten years old, but already had the silhouette of Lux.

Dale happily picked up Lux, a happy smile on her face that made sure she had forgotten everything.

Behind Dale, a portrait of an angel kissing a demon reads:

"Cruel pleasure will end in brutality. ”

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