While complaining, Feng Chenglin did not dare to let go of his feet, followed Ling Luoyu, and touched inside.

The further in, the thicker the fog became, and finally no one could be seen on the other side.

Ling Luoyu grabbed Feng Chenglin's wrist tightly, "Don't let go. If you fall behind, just stand here and wait for me!"

Under the thick mist, the sound of rushing water gradually reached my ears.

As the deafening sound became louder and louder, the temperature gradually dropped and the fog became smaller.

After half a stick of incense, the mist in front of their eyes completely disappeared.

A one-meter-wide ditch appeared in front of them, filled with mist, and they didn't know where it flowed.

Feng Chenglin looked at the dark space around him and shuddered.

"Ah sneeze..."

The sudden alternation of hot and cold made him feel as if he was wearing an ice coat, and he was extremely cold.

He quickly took off his coat and wrung out the water.

"What the hell is this!? Sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's hot... It's almost too much for my body and bones..."

He shrank with the cold and turned to look around.

"What kind of place is this?! It's dark and... eerie..."

Ling Luoyu looked around, feeling surprised in his heart.

"This... seems to be an abandoned fortification?!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He turned around, but still saw nothing.

"Third Young Master..."

He blinked his eyes hard suddenly, a look of fear suddenly appearing.

"Third Young Master, I'm blind..."

Ling Luoyu came over with a sideways glance: "Are you blind? Are you blind in your eyes or in your heart?"

Feng Chenglin held Ling Luoyu's wrist: "Third Young Master, I'm really blind... I can only see you and this torch, I can't see anything else..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Even if you see it, you are considered blind?!

Of course you can’t see anything else!

If it weren't for the divine eye, who would know what's here?!

Just when she was about to speak, a thought occurred to her and she suddenly threw the torch in her hand into the ditch.

"Zi..."

White smoke was rising, and the surrounding area was completely plunged into darkness.

"Third Young Master!"

Feng Chenglin subconsciously held on to Ling Luoyu: "What's wrong? What happened?!"

"Shh, don't talk! Someone is coming!"

Ling Luoyu pulled Feng Chenglin and carefully retreated.

"Follow me and be careful!"

As if he was scratching his head, Feng Chenglin carefully bumped into a hard object, and then Ling Luoyu held his shoulders and sat down.

"Sit down and don't move!"

Ling Luoyu sat close to him and looked to one side.

In the darkness, two lights appeared vaguely.

The light gets brighter and brighter from far to near.

Although they were still far apart, in the light of the lantern, a corner of the purple-red robe was vaguely visible.

Feng Chenglin revealed half of his head curiously: "It's them?!"

These two people are exactly the people Ling Luoyu is looking for.

Before Feng Chenglin finished speaking, Ling Luoyu blocked his mouth with a backhand and remained motionless.

Almost at the same time, the two people in the distance seemed to hear the noise, and suddenly stopped their bodies and looked up.

One of them raised a lantern, symbolically pointing to where Feng Chenglin was.

"Is there anyone?"

It was at this moment that an invisible pressure came over.

Once Ling Luoyu resists, his figure will be exposed.

Her eyes darkened, and her fingertips suddenly pointed behind Feng Chenglin's ear.

His body suddenly trembled, his blood surged, and he fainted.

Just a second before he fainted, he saw a beautiful and bright garden.

Subconsciously, this seems to be paradise!

The moment Feng Chenglin fainted, Ling Luoyu took him into the realm of chaos to avoid the pressure.
Chapter completed!