"Miss Ling, are you here? Are you okay?"

Yan Ziyue walked carefully and found that a black mouth was exposed on the quicksand on the other side of the stone gate.

She glanced at the people who were shouting and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

"Miss Ling, I'm in..."

Look at your eyes, be careful.

The cave was pitch black and there was nothing to see.

She listened for a while, but she didn't notice anyone breathing. She couldn't help but frown and raised her voice.

"Miss Ling, are you inside?"

Still no one answered.

After a moment of contemplation, she turned around and looked behind her, took out the fire slicing and stepped in.

The quicksand is not as much as they thought. After pouring out a part of it, a large gap flows out.

But the sand pile is too soft, and it is very difficult to crawl up.

Yan Ziyue was wearing a skirt and holding a fire note in her hand. She took three steps and two steps back.

After a long time of struggle, I didn't walk in much.

Seeing that she was delaying any further, she was afraid that Feng Chenglin and others would follow her, so she gritted her teeth, took off her shoes, pulled up her long skirt, and climbed up with her hands and feet.

On the top floor, there was a gap where a person was lying through. It seemed that wind was blowing over, and the light of the fire ripples was jumping.

"How could there be wind?"

If there is wind, it means there is an exit in front.

But, shouldn't the front be blocked?

Before she could think too much, she quickly looked at the bracelet.

Strangely, the bracelet is still ink blue.

"Do you still have to move forward?"

Yan Ziyue felt afraid.

No one knows what is ahead.

It was pitch black, like the bloody mouth of a wild beast.

And under her was quicksand.

With just a little external force, she may be buried if you are not careful.

By then, it would be called "Daily Day" and "Daily Earth" would not work.

However, time is urgent and I really can't give her time to consider.

Looking at the fire rumbling with her eyes leaping, she nipped her silver teeth.

"Since there is wind in front, there must be a road... Besides, isn't Miss Ling still inside? If she can go in, I can... It's unreasonable that God will let her live, but let me die!"

Making up her mind, she made up her mind and moved forward carefully.

The sand was too loose, and she had to keep her balance at all times.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will roll down with the sand.

But, strangely, after crawling along the sand for a long time, the bracelet was still ink blue.

Behind him, there were already voices of speech.

Listening to the movement, Feng Chenglin and his group also started to take action.

"I've suffered..."

Yan Ziyue was impatient and sweat was oozing on her forehead.

She would better find the Soul-Leaving Stone before these people and hide it again.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll never get it back.

I was anxious and had a fire note on my hands. I accidentally burned my hair instantly.

"ah……"

Instinctive screams.

The flames rushed up, and she quickly slapped the sword with her hands.

I didn't expect that after this movement, my body lost balance and immediately rolled down.

Fortunately, the flames on the hair were extinguished during the rolling process.

Only the smell of burnt is left in the air.

The sand on the top of his head fell down, and his head and face covered him.

In such a dark environment, the sand couldn't stop sliding down from her head, and it was a tendency to bury her.

For a moment, a desperate feeling of death came to my heart.

"Help……

Yan Ziyue screamed and cried loudly.

"Save me, help me..."

Instinctively, she struggled upwards.

But the more you struggle, the deeper you fall.

Fortunately, the movements followed:
Chapter completed!