Ji Lang looked at the little light left in his hand, which was like a candlelight, and smiled without moving, "The Valley of the Netherworld, the intersection of the Yin and Yang worlds? If you fall into it, you will be doomed. I would like to see what happens.

What is it?".

"No! We don't have the ability to fight it yet..." Kang Ran urged again, "Leave here first, there must be other ways...".

Ji Lang shook his head, "It's nothing more than death! Someone has to go in and take a look to know what it is, right?"

"If there is a way to avoid that result, why should we bother?" Kangran put his arm around Ji Lang's shoulders and wanted to take him out.

Ji Lang still shook his head, "'The world of heaven and earth are alike'. This is the love between our brothers. He cannot be without my attendant. I will find him and send him home!".

Whether it is heaven or hell, or the world of humans, gods, and demons, he will leave everything behind and rush through without looking back. This is what he must do.

But in this strange cave, the supernatural abilities they possess are rapidly diminishing, and if they delay any longer, they will only seek death.

"Really want to stay? That's fine..." Kang Ran didn't say any more. After taking half a step out, he suddenly turned around and walked around behind Ji Lang. He raised his hand and slashed his neck with his palm.

When he turned around in shock, he fell down.

"'The world of heaven and earth are all similar, just like wandering in a foreign land'..." Kang Ran helped Ji Lang and rushed towards the cave entrance as quickly as possible, "Tian Xing, wait for me! I will come back again...".

The sky has always been dim and dark, as if it had stayed at dusk, with no sunlight or stars and moon, and the faint blue mist was floating in the air and never dissipated.

A loud "boom" sound struck the pavilion like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

When Lan Tianxing woke up from his dream, the whole palace began to shake.

Earthquake? Flash flood?

This was also the case when there was a flash flood in Meishan Village.

"Meng'er! Meng'er..." Lan Tianxing hurriedly pulled the brocade quilt to wrap his beloved wife, just like he did back then, no matter what happened, he would take her away safely.

The lady next to him looked blankly at the sky outside the window when she was awakened, and said sadly to herself, "Has the time come? How could it be...so fast? The fate has really ended...".

"Meng'er, what did you... say? Whose fate is over?" Lan Tianxing supported her and held her in his arms. It was his duty to protect her at all costs.

However, the lady quickly broke away from his arms and looked towards the direction where the roar came from with a sneer on her lips, "It turns out that this is fate. You guys came here to disrupt the situation again and again, but... you really helped me!".

"Meng'er, let's go!" Lan Tianxing hugged his wife and walked out of the window. The glazed tiles on the roof had been shaken loose and fell. If he delayed any longer, he might be buried by the collapsed house. No matter what

Even if something unexpected happens, you have to leave this dangerous place first and then worry about it.

There is no wind, and the garden is already full of fallen flowers.

When Lan Tianxing settled on the tree-lined path in the garden, the breeze he brought caused the remaining petals to fly all over the sky. When he turned back to look at the building, he saw that it had fallen into ruins amidst the roar and was obscured by the mist.

It seems as unreal as a mirage.

"It's so dangerous..." Lan Tianxing breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Meng'er, let's go...".

No one answered him. Meng'er's tearful eyes flashed past in the faint blue mist, turning into a wisp of smoke and dispersing with the wind. His arms were empty.

"Meng'er! Meng'er..." When Lan Tianxing turned back, the fog became thicker and thicker, and soon swept away everything around him. In his sight, only the fog scattered and lingered between the sky and the earth, seeming to be nostalgic and also like farewell.

The picture is much clearer than the last time I took it, and the carved lines are more detailed.

In the room that was still lit by red candles, the scenery was different again. It seemed that the person sleeping on the bed had left, the gauze curtains had been hung up, and there were some more fruit refreshments on the table.

Moreover, the tea drinker had just left. The steam of fragrant tea was still rising in the cup, and the freshly peeled fruit pulp could be seen in the fruit plate. It was a very warm scene.

Comparing the two pictures taken at the same location together, there are also obvious changes in the exterior scenes of the pavilions and pavilions. Kangran could only contemplate those pictures alone.

They didn't expect this cave to be so complex and changeable before. Not only were there many changeable stone flowers that absorb people's energy, but broken statues could also repair themselves, and the pictures behind the same ghost face were also in different time periods.

Constantly changing.

What is such a powerful and mysterious force that can cause such a phenomenon to occur? And who is driving those demons and monsters to take on such forms and provide them with clues?

Huatang, Rose King and Ji Lang, all three of them suffered internal injuries to varying degrees within two days. If they forced their way into the cave, there would be no other possibility besides seeking death.

Now he is the only one who has not yet fallen. If he wants to go into the cave to find out what is going on, he does not have the magic weapon to suppress those evil spirits, and it is impossible to complete the task alone.

Rose King has been in a coma and has not woken up, but her breathing is even and her pulse is stable, which proves that her body is not seriously injured. Everyone thinks it is a good thing to let her sleep for a while, otherwise with Sister Mei's bad temper,

I'm afraid that the cave would have been blown up long ago, and the eldest son of the Lan family would have died for his love.

Ji Lang didn't wake up after being knocked unconscious by Kang Ran when he was brought out. Zhu Fengyin didn't make any movement in his body. Ji Lang's gray and cold face also showed that they had reached the limit of weakness. Not only were their spirits and souls damaged, but also

He was seriously injured. If he couldn't rest in time, he would probably be buried with him.

Huatang stood at the door with a cold expression and looked at the sky in the distance. He suddenly regretted not using his spare time to learn some skills like divination. If he could understand the past and future from the celestial phenomena, he wouldn't have to be so anxious at this time.

Waiting for the results.

Rose King suddenly whispered in a coma, "You are not... Chenmeng, it is 'Orchid Grass' that has lost his mind. He is not willing. You... bring Tianxing back...".

"Huh?" Kang Ran was startled, leaned over and asked, "Chen Ming, what did you see?".

"I'm going to blow up... your 'Linglong Pavilion', and I'm going to... take him back..." The Rose King's fingers holding the corners of his clothes were trembling all the time, as if he wanted to tear something into pieces with extreme resentment.

‘Linglong Pavilion’?

Kangran's eyes couldn't help but fall on the unique building in the picture. Was it the one the Rose King saw in his dream?

"Tian Xing, you said... we are brothers for life..." Rose King sighed sadly, "She is not... not the person you are waiting for! How could you... just... abandon us... brothers... for her...

?”.

Huatang turned around when he heard Rose King murmuring in his sleep and asked, "What did Sister Mei say?".

Kangran waved her hand to signal him not to ask, and then put her lips to Rose King's lips to listen to her words. Although they were all vague murmurs in her sleep, he still listened very carefully.

"So many paintings? Those are all paintings..." Rose King suddenly shouted sadly, "Tianxing, those are just paintings, not real! She...she is lying to you! She is lying to you...".

"Painting? Painting..." Rose King could actually see these paintings in her dream. She said those were all painted?

"Could it be...painted walls? These are all...painted walls..." Kangran's eyes fell on those strange and unexplainable pictures, and he murmured to himself, and his frown gradually relaxed.

Huatang asked anxiously, "What? Brother Kang, do you... understand?".

"It's a wall painting! The three days haven't passed yet, and there's still time. I'll wake them up..." Kangran stood up and left the tent, Huatang followed closely, "I'll accompany you in!".

Even if his jasper bead has not fully recovered, he cannot let Kang Ran take risks alone. As brothers, they must join forces to advance and retreat.

"No need!" Kang Ran stopped Hua Tang and smiled, "Believe me, I have my own way...".

"Brother Kang, you..." Huatang looked at Kang Ran in confusion, "You have nothing, how can you suppress those evil spirits? What if... I can hold on for a while, or I will accompany you in...".
Chapter completed!