At the end of the tunnel, a moon-white circular edge of light appeared, apparently an exit.

At this moment, a cold and biting cold wind suddenly erupted from the surrounding wall, which seemed to blow away the souls of ordinary people.

Xia Ren couldn't help but shudder.

He felt that the bead hiding behind his back had not escaped this time.

In the cold wind, the light bead suddenly froze, and suddenly began to tremble uneasily, fleeing, but this cold wind filled the four fields, and there was nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape!

Immediately, there was a crisp sound in the tunnel, and cracks in cobwebs appeared on the beads of light, as if they were about to shatter.

Xia Ren didn't have time to feel it, and the next moment he had already appeared in a cold purple-walled room.

It is a bit too much to say that it is a house, because it has no roof or door, only very high round walls, and the walls are not made of bricks, but seem to be broken bones of unknown age.

The whole gives the feeling of a magnified version of a dry well.

The bright moon can be seen in the sky, and the bright moon wheel casts cold light.

The stone table in the center of the well was illuminated, and red candles were quietly burning on the table.

Strangely, the candle was not emitting candlelight, but wisps of rust-red smoke, which crawled through the air like a four-legged snake until it wrapped around the two men who had just entered the house.

"You're still alive?" Xia Ren turned his head to look at the busty woman who was still wearing a beige gown and a tunic skirt wrapped around her lower body.

He really didn't expect that this woman, who had done nothing before, would be the only survivor besides himself.

And whether it was the famous genius "Little Sword Demon" Bai Injury, or the "innocent" Shang Youyang before, and Qian Xinyu, the young head of the Qian family in Jiuchen City, who was able to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and had been following him closely, they all died in the tunnel.

But the next moment, Xia Ren's face suddenly turned strange, because he found that he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't move!

He looked at Gong Ying and found that the woman was looking at him with an anxious face, frightened, puzzled and happy, her lips moved lightly, but she didn't make a sound at all.

The rusty red smoke had wrapped around him, enveloping him, and it was a strange feeling.

Xia Ren only felt that some suppressed things in his body were slowly being released, like a colossus with a curled body in a cage being released.

He sighed comfortably, but he didn't give up his alertness and looked around.

The plump woman on the opposite side, Gong Ying, also encountered the same situation as herself, and her delicate body wrapped in rusty red smoke began to mutate.

First, the hot body began to rise and elongate, and then the face became charming, but this charm was eerie, the long hair was scattered and shawled, and the beige robe on the body had been torn and shredded at some point, and it was wrapped in a layer of red bride-like clothes.

Behind the garment is written a strange character.

What's even more bizarre is that Xia Ren can actually see it: "Hmm... Twenty three million eight hundred eighty nine thousand... What does that mean?"

In just a few seconds, the number changed again, increasing by a dozen digits, and then quickly returning by one place, and so on every few seconds, but hovering around ninety-five thousand.

And the woman in front of him, who suddenly became like a ghost bride, began to slowly become shorter and smaller.

No, it was he who was rising, slowly moving over the wall, but the growth did not stop, until it grew to a height of about twelve or thirteen meters, and then slowly stopped.

The color of the clothes on his body is also constantly changing, from the first white, to the gray later, and then to the deep black, after four changes, and finally slowly fixed on the dark gold.

He wanted to turn his head to look behind him, but he didn't want to turn his head directly one hundred and eighty degrees, and looked down: "Eight hundred and ninety-six?"

Xia Ren suddenly remembered the "soul-attracting red candle" that Wu Wu said before, and he didn't know if it was this thing.

In fact, this is what he thinks too much, because the "Soul Attracting Red Candle" can't achieve such an effect at all.

He stared at the number behind him for a long time, unlike Gong Ying, who had turned into a ghost bride, his number seemed to be stable and had not changed.

"Is this a ranking, or something else?" he pondered, then looked up at the well, a moonlit boundless forest, with streams, low hills, vines and boulders, but no life.

Even the slightest sound of wind can't be heard.

Rustle...

Finally, the sound of falling leaves sweeping the ground was heard in the distance.

A wisp of golden sand scraped from a distance, and as the gold sand moved, Xia Ren could clearly see that the number behind the ghost bride next to him was rising rapidly, until the golden sand was almost in front of him, he could see that it was countless dusty golden insects.

A strong sense of threat swelled in his heart, as if he might die if he was touched by the golden sand.

Strangely, wherever the golden insects went, the forest was intact, and even when they skimmed over the river, the river did not ripple, as if they were crawling over a certain picture.

And the red-clothed ghost bride at his feet instinctively leaned towards him, as if she was terrified to the extreme.

Click...

Suddenly, there was a sharp and piercing sound in the space.

Xia Ren couldn't help but cover his ears, this was the second voice in this world.

The forest in front of him suddenly shattered, turning into countless shards like glass, and on each shard appeared a side face of a strange woman.

Those side faces suddenly turned in unison, and the eyes hidden under the messy hair stared directly at the golden bug.

As if swept away by the afterglow of that sight, Xia Ren suddenly felt that his body was frozen again, and a cold and terrifying emotion grew in his heart.

He suddenly felt like he wanted to fall to his knees and vomit, vomiting all his internal organs to be comfortable.

On the other side, the golden insects quickly turned into white light and sank under the dirt in the forest.

Immediately, the cracks in this space slowly merged again, and the strange woman disappeared.

Xia Ren was wrapped in dark golden clothes, and at this time he was already able to move, so he squatted down and looked at the tunnel where he came, and the black hole was still there.

As his gaze met the black hole, after a few breaths, Xia Ren felt a suction force again.

The suction is getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing that the ghost bride looked dazed and unconscious, his heart moved, and then he grabbed her and held her in the palm of his hand.

"Maybe this woman named Gong Ying knows something?"

The next moment, he and the ghost bride in red were sucked into the tunnel again, turning into two points of light, one large and one small.

It's a long shuttle again.

There was a soft sound.

Xia Ren opened his eyes again and found that he had returned to the secret room where the Xia family ancestor cultivated, and the black hole the size of a baby's skull on the gray wall had disappeared.

On the other side, it turned out to be a man with a frank face who opened his eyes in confusion.

Xia Ren was stunned, this is... Into the wrong body?

The two looked at each other, and Gong Ying actually felt an inexplicable fear, like an ant facing a giant, and this fear seemed to be rooted in her heart the moment the number was determined.

The other three stared blankly at the black hole, and Xia Ren could feel that Gong Ying, the white wound and Qian Xinyu's bodily functions were still functioning normally, but they were unconscious.

He thought back to the past, and perhaps the word soul was more appropriate.

Looking at the man who was trembling, he had a strange look on his face, this person was obviously not the original "innocent" Shang Youyang, and what was hidden in his man's body was Gong Ying, the hot woman of the Sugar Chamber of Commerce.

He smiled as much as he could, "What was that forest just now?"

Although Gong Ying couldn't control her trembling, she obviously didn't understand what this honest young man was talking about, and instinctively replied, "What forest?"

There was a look of shock in her eyes, "How... How could it be a man's voice?"