The clear light of the full moon leaked in from the small window on the top, but this sparse brilliance was too small compared to the darkness of the entire empty room. It was so faint that even the outline of the woman could not be seen clearly, only a hazy shadow.
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There is a smell of decay in the air, like ruins that have been sealed for a long time.
Xuan Ye stood in the center of the darkness, calm and alert at the same time. But he felt much calmer in his heart.
Someone led him here, otherwise he would never know that there was such a secret place in the Sky Tower.
Even if he is not sure who the person who can influence him in the Sky Tower is, he already knows it in his heart. His secret in Holy Land City is no longer a secret, and he also thinks that he no longer needs to pretend to be a lackey of the temple.
Became an enemy of Mo Jiuling.
His glazed eyes stared blankly at the outlines and shadows in front of him, and he did not choose to continue moving forward.
It must be a trap to bring him here at such a juncture. I have just been thinking about what kind of trap it will be. Will it be a siege by the disciples of the temple, or will the Shenzong personally take action?
Seeing this situation, he began to feel a little confused, because in front of him was a person who was impossible to attack. He could tell from the weak breath coming from the depths that this woman had difficulty breathing.
He arched his fingers slightly upward, and with just a simple illusion, he could light up the darkness ahead and see clearly who was waiting for him here.
The force was on the string, but he didn't move at all.
He seemed more uneasy than a direct and frank attack.
After a long time, as the full moon moved from west to east, the moonlight gradually became brighter. The halo of light that bent toward the wall seemed to have some magical power of recovery, and the woman's breathing gradually became more stable.
Xuan Ye was shocked. He had never seen such a weird thing before. He couldn't help but move his fingertips subconsciously. A bright light penetrated the darkness to the front. The wall that was mostly shrouded in darkness was instantly lit up, and the light overwhelmed him.
The slowly brightening moonlight.
The woman with disheveled hair looked haggard, with long hair like weeds in the mud, covering most of her face. The exposed part was just skin and bones, pale and bloodless, like a walking corpse.
Xuan Ye stood still, his eyes falling on the woman's body, gradually passing over her, and his eyes suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning.
The focus of her eyes rested on the gap between the hair. Above the corner of the woman's eye was a small cinnabar mole.
‘Keng!’ ‘Keng!’
There were two consecutive sounds, with echoes, and then there was a series of sounds of chains falling to the ground.
The skeleton-like man was completely free of restraint, but the body that seemed to be falling apart stood firm in place.
Xuan Ye could hardly speak, and even his lips were trembling. The turbulent waves in his heart almost overwhelmed him uncontrollably. He opened his mouth but could not say a word.
Fangfei??!!!
Could it be that Mo Fangfei is not dead?!
In his mind, he watched indifferently as Mo Fangfei was ordered to die. It was like yesterday, and he had never forgotten it. The last shrill scream completely replaced Fang Fei's clear laughter, and became a haze that he could never get rid of.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like only a moment, but it also seemed like a lifetime.
"Is it Xuan Ye?" The voice that was once as melodious as a nightingale has become much hoarse, and the usually light and cheerful tone has become indifferent and indifferent.
