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Just as Long Aotian was about to leave, his eyes suddenly fixed on the reserve bag hanging from the waist of the corpse: "Speaking of which, this thing is useless to you, then I will accept Luo for you!" Long Aotian, who made a decision for the deceased without authorization, took off the reserve bag casually, and then disappeared with a flick of the bag, and then pulled his legs and chased after the two who had already walked away.

& See, there's a lab here, so let's go inside and take a break and see if we can find anything useful. Wu Zixuan pointed to the location of the laboratory to his companion, took a handful of beans and began to walk around the laboratory.

The two of them opened the door of the laboratory knowingly, and after making sure that there were no undead inside, they walked into the laboratory with confidence, and at this time, a scream startled the two.

& I saw a girl covered in blood rushing towards the two of them with a kitchen knife, but she was discovered by Long Aotian, who was the first to enter the door, and immediately stopped her.

"Let go of me, you murderers, let go of me!" The girl who was caught by Long Aotian's wrist struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free of this seemingly weak but extremely powerful hand, and after several attempts to no avail, she knelt on the ground and cried.

> This guy is a mortal. Long Aotian didn't feel the girl's monk aura at all, and suddenly wondered: "Could it be that there are not only monks from all over the world in this space, but also mortals?"

"Big brother, she cries so pitifully, why don't you let her go first." Looking at the girl crying with pear blossoms and rain, Aragaki Yao persuaded worriedly.

“... Aotian thought about it for a moment. Reached out and clicked the girl's pockmarked before letting go of his hand.

The girl who lost her support immediately fell to the ground, and Aragaki Yao hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

"Sister, what's your name?, why are you alone here?" After the girl's emotions calmed down a little, Aragaki Yao wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and then opened her mouth to ask.

& My name is Wang Yiyu, originally, originally my brother, together, but. But just now. My brother suddenly ...... When she said this, the girl seemed to recall the terrifying scene just now, and her tears couldn't stop flowing: "There is a person with black smoke coming out of his body. Put the brother ...... ＂

& Things. It's okay. With my sister here, no one will come to hurt you. Aragaki Yao hugged the girl gently, as if sensing the other party's kindness. The girl's trembling and weak body gradually flattened.

& The enchantment has been set up, and it is safe for the time being. At this time, Wu Zixuan walked into the laboratory, and when he saw the girl in Aragaki Yao's arms, he asked suspiciously, "Who is this?"

& Got up is a girl who broke in by mistake, she doesn't even have any spiritual power on her body, and she seems to be a mortal. Long Aotian replied.

"People?Even our monks here are nine deaths, how can mortals live?" Wu Zixuan felt that it was really unnecessary to carry an oil bottle, but the enemy could only raise the white flag and surrender with a complaining look from Aragaki Yao: "Okay, take her with you." ＂

>> Thanks, I know Zixuan is the best!" Aragaki Yao happily kissed Wu Zixuan on the cheek, and hugged Wang Yiyu to the nearby experimental bed to rest.

Although she had already solved Wang Yiyu's acupoints, Wang Yiyu was still weak under excessive sadness, so she could only lie on the laboratory bed for a short rest.

>> What is this?" Aragaki Yao, who had just helped Wang Yiyu to lie on the bed, found that something had fallen from the bed, and when she picked it up and looked at it, she found that it was a diary.

& It may have been left by someone from the past, and it must have been filled with information about this place. Wu Zixuan took the diary and said, and then turned the first page.

Thursday, month, year, month, day.

I am Shu Junzhen, a closed disciple of the Shushan Sect, and I guess when you see this diary, I no longer exist, or I have become another existence. Since you have seen this diary, it proves that you have also entered the institute by mistake, whether it is my contemporaneity or a new offering, please listen to me before you start reading it......

The page was broken when I saw it, and there was no punctuation, as if I hadn't finished it because of something in the middle of the book. So the three of them continued to turn to the next page.

From here, it was the process of how this Shushan monk entered here, and it turned out that he had an accident when he was preparing to marry a baby in the later stages of Yudan, and was brought here by the inner demon. Seeing this, the three of them couldn't help but feel a chill, could it be that those seniors who failed to marry babies actually did not die, but were brought here? Then they continued to look down.

Huahao's predecessors told us that the way to leave was to go to the first floor, it turned out that our current location was only the first floor, and there were second and third floors down, and the exit was on the third floor. But since there are monsters on the third layer, there must be one on the second layer, but we are also confident that we can deal with it, in addition, the aura here is a hundred times richer than the outside world, and I have successfully married three days ago.

Fu Anqiang died, being cut in half by a very powerful undead, and although we were very sad, our determination to go to the second layer remained unchanged. This powerful guy was finally cleaned up by Senior Hua, and told us that this guy was different from what he had encountered before, and if it was converted to our level, it would be the level of the Transformation Stage.

It turns out that among these undead are not only monks like us, but also people with white wings, Hua seniors told us that they are angels written in ancient books, and there are also skeletons, Buddhist cultivators, magicians, qigong masters, demons, wizards and ghost guys, fortunately their strength is not very high, if it is only one-on-one, we have a good chance of winning.

Although they are called undead, they are not much different from us, except for the black mist that comes out of their bodies and their eyes are red, and they are very aggressive. In addition to these, Hua seniors also told us that they turned out to be ...... This page is completely stained with blood here, and it is impossible to read clearly.

Corpses, all corpses, all corpses in front of my eyes, a sea of corpses formed by corpses, we seem to have come to a very evil place, where from time to time I can hear voices from the netherworld, which makes people shudder.

I don't know how long I've been here, but watching my comrades die one after another day after day, my heart gradually became unconscious, and after staying on the first floor for about five days, we came to the teleportation array to the second layer.

Hell...... On the next page, however, there are only these two words, and the rest is all blood, and it seems that the monk was in distress and killed while he was writing this. Wu Zixuan sighed helplessly, turned another page, and only saw five very abstract words written in blood.

Don't go to the second floor!(To be continued......)