Standing in front of the "stone gate" for a while, she didn't see any movement of Hu Xiao, and the ground in front of her made a sound like a stone slab grinding against the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Then, a black entrance, appeared in front of her.

Beckoning to me, Hu Xiao motioned for me to come over.

Walking quickly in front of her, I hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

A smile appeared on her pale face, adding a bit of beauty, but it also made people feel painful and pitying.

"It's okay, don't forget that I'm a demon, what is this blood. Besides, sister, I'm a woman, every month, you know. She joked, but her voice was a little weak that she couldn't hide.

Ignoring her banter, I frowned, and for a moment I had mixed feelings.

"To open the stone gate, you need the blood of a specific demon clan, but I'm really fine, just rest and rest, don't worry. Seeing that I frowned, Hu Xiao comforted.

I watched as she barely managed to squeeze out a smile, and at the same time said firmly, "Take care, I'll take care of the seal." ”

After saying that, I stopped looking at her and continued to maintain a resolute expression, looking at the black hole.

Turning on the light, a stone staircase descending down appeared in front of me. In the night, there is an indescribable eerie feeling.

"I went. I said hello to Hu Xiao, and I stepped out.

"Wen Rebellion!" The familiar and unfamiliar words made me pause, I turned my head and smiled faintly: "Go and rest." ”

Ignoring me, she said slowly: "Remember not to be reckless, if there is danger, run quickly, even if you can't do it, there are other ways on my side." ”

Laughing again, I nodded, "Got it." ”

With that, turn around again and stop no more.

Despite the lights, the road ahead still gave me a long, endless feeling. To tell the truth, walking alone on this narrow and quiet stone staircase, I was a little flustered inside. Fortunately, the stone door behind me did not make a sound of closing, otherwise, it is estimated that my legs would be weak under the panic.

Fortunately, the stone staircase is not too long, and when the light shines on the clearing, my heart is much calmer.

It's just that what is the glowing area ahead?

Without rushing forward, I swept it down with the light.

Under the light, the area was slightly undulating, like flowing water.

I'm going, it can't really be water, is it?

At the end of the stone staircase, it is directly connected to the flowing area. And where the lights shine, at least three meters away, it can be land. And in front of it, there is a flowing area.

Standing in front of the "water", I was a little helpless. It is called water because it is indeed constantly moving, and it is sparkling, like the sea. However, the slightly blackened color made people can't help but wonder if there was something mixed in there.

I couldn't tell the depth of the water, and I couldn't tell what was inside. What's worse is that the paper route map that Hu Xiao gave me is not recorded at all. I didn't succeed in getting out of the school, but I was already trapped there, unable to advance or retreat.

I touched my pocket, and I was stunned by a hard object.

I hurriedly took it out, only to find that it was a small scissor that I didn't know when to stuff it in.

After thinking about it, I quickly cut off a piece of hair and threw it in.

The hair floats on the surface of the water, and there is no adverse reaction.

After observing it, I cut another piece of fabric from my sleeve and threw it in.

Again, I didn't see anything corrosive about the water.

Visually surveying the distance between me and the shore, I was ready to rush over without knowing how to swim and not knowing the depth of the water.

Let's hope there is no danger in these waters.

Time did not allow me to hesitate any longer, so I comforted myself indiscriminately, put away the things on my body, and after making sure that I would not be thrown out, I decisively rushed into the water.

After a plop, I continued to sink and was surrounded by "sea water", and I felt the threat of suffocation and death.

For the first time in my life, I regret that I can't swim.

I later learned that something happened that night in Provence when I tried to seal the beast.

The night sky of the city of Provence, without wind, moon and stars. The night was as dark as ink, and when you looked up, it was as if the whole city was shrouded in darkness, and even the lights were much dimmer.

If someone were floating in a hot air balloon at a height of several hundred meters, they might widen their eyes, open their mouths, and exclaim, "Oh, my god!"

It's a pity that there is neither a high-altitude hot air balloon nor a drone patrol at the moment. As for the satellites that are nine days away, the scientific and technological instruments that only a very few people understand, even more so, I don't know where they are.

So those few black dots flying fast in the sky, no one noticed at all.

Or rather, the group of people who noticed it were doing the same thing at the moment, and it seemed that they were secretly following. Therefore, it is impossible for them to exclaim.

The Orientals who had come from afar with a purpose really couldn't bear to prepare for action, and everything was in the hands of the gods.

As long as you follow them, you will be able to find the place where the Holy Spirit is sealed, and when the time comes, the seal will be broken, and the Holy Spirit will come into the world, and the earth will become a new paradise.

The thought of the possibility of becoming a god in his lifetime and coming into contact with the gods he had believed in for many years made the group of stalkers excited, eager to rush over now, capture their opponents, and break the seal.

But excitement is excitement, and reason tells them not to be impulsive, not even to get any closer. Because if you are not careful, you may make your opponent alert and fail to act.

So before they reach their destination, they can only follow carefully, like ghosts, and don't let themselves make a sound.

If it is said that in the sky above the city, the group of flying people still have some scruples. Then above the Mediterranean, they are like eagles with wings spread, soaring in the sky, unrestrained and fearless. Even the speed has been sped up a lot.

This acceleration made the group of men in black who followed closely suffer. You must know that whether it is the suspension technique, the flying technique, or the mana, they are slightly inferior to the other party, and being able to follow this has consumed a lot of their strength. Some people have even experienced a lack of energy and a pale face. Originally, they estimated the approximate range of the Sealed Land, and from Provence to there, their mana was enough to support it. But looking at the situation now, the place is much farther away than they estimated.

Now, it already makes them feel a little difficult to ride a tiger.

If you continue to follow, of course, you can keep up, but the problem is that it is difficult to stay as undetected by the opponent as before, and to be able to deal with it calmly in case the opponent finds out. Moreover, there are more than ten of them in a group, and there are only three or two people who can continue to have the strength to follow. Others, maybe flying and flying, fell into the sea.

So the leader made a decisive decision that he would continue to follow, and the rest of the people would find an island to rest for a while. Wait for him to discover the sealed place first, and then the rest of the people will follow.

It was expected that the seal would not be strengthened so quickly, so it would be too late for the others to rush over after he discovered the sealing place.

His proposal was approved by a somewhat exhausted majority, and it was not that no one had considered the danger of his solo tracking. It's just that, out of recognition of his strength, in their opinion, even if the leader is discovered, he can easily escape.

But this wait, even for half an hour, there was no news.

And it took them only half an hour to fly here from Provence.

Finally someone realized that something was wrong, so while making contact, a large army flew in the direction that the leader had tracked.

A moment later, the group disappeared into the night, as if they had never appeared.

There are no news reports, no words to mention it, no articles to commemorate it, it seems that there really is no such group of people in this world.

Only those few gusts of wind that set off out of thin air and gradually dissipated revealed an unusualness.