Knowing that it wasn't a snake, Yan Wushu was relieved at first, but soon became more worried.Snakes are scary, but the red line looks even weirder.

But the situation didn't worry him for a long time. When the unscrupulous "aggressive" red line spread to a deeper position, the whole red line suddenly stopped. Yan Wushu only felt that his thigh was very hot, and the cold red line wrapped around his thigh gradually heated up, likeSomething erupted from the inside, and the heat rose little by little until it was completely exhausted and turned into water vapor.

There was still a faint heat on the thigh, which should have been scorching temperature, but for some reason, there was no trace of burn on Yan Wushu's leg.

Staring blankly at this scene, Yan Wushu realized that the dream he had just now was probably not a dream, but these red lines were causing trouble.

After being dazed for a while, Yan Wushu got up and looked around, not caring about checking his body.

Just one glance at Yan Wushu makes his heart palpitate. Looking around, this is a pure white space. The light comes from nowhere, but fills every corner of the space, and the white and impurity-free horizontal ground andOn the high ceiling above, countless red threads like the one just now were twisting and twisting, tearing each other and wriggling slowly. What made him even more horrified was that these red threads seemed to be heading in the same direction, which was Yan Wushu.

Red threads from all directions swarmed like snakes, trying to entangle him, crush him, and devour him.

Yan Wushu turned pale.Even though the red threads earlier and earlier did not cause any substantial harm to him, he was not sure if he would die if he was entangled in such an astonishing amount of red threads, so he subconsciously chose to run away.

Flee to a direction where the red lines are relatively less dense.

Those red lines seemed to smell his desire to escape, and the speed of the slow creeping speed suddenly increased a bit, as if unwilling to let him go.

On the other side, outside the high wall, Sheng Jingyang spent nearly half of his powers, his hands dripping with blood on the stone, and finally smashed a hole in the wall—it's not so much a hole, it's more like a tunnel, it's so hopelessly longWell, if they had known the thickness of the wall was so amazing, I believe most people would have given up. After all, the material of the wall is astonishingly hard, and the difficulty of digging an ordinary tunnel is simply incomparable.

After taking a short breath, Sheng Jingyang couldn't wait to get into the hole and go to the opposite side of the high wall.

The gray fog is getting thicker.

In the secret room, Yu Chenggui closely observed the images in the mirror, and almost all of them chose to break through the stone wall, and Sheng Jingyang was the fastest among them—seeing something from the corner of the eye, his eyes froze under the lens, and there was another person.

The man was already standing opposite the high wall.

Yu Chenggui raised his hand and called out the information, which showed that the person's name was Wen Yiqing.

He didn't know what method he used, and the stone wall behind him didn't show any signs of being destroyed. Even when Yu Chenggui didn't notice at all, this flamboyant man came behind the wall.

The back of the stone wall was shrouded in thick fog, and it could only be judged from a very narrow perspective that the person was standing on wooden boards.

indoor?

But he soon stopped moving, and stood there without moving for a long time, like a sculpture.

Yu Chenggui frowned, and turned his gaze to the other mirror. Sheng Jingyang was in the same situation as Wen Yiqing, standing motionless in the thick fog.Yu Chenggui noticed that there were exquisite stone slabs under Sheng Jingyang's feet, which were clearly behind the wall, and the scenes they were in seemed to be different.

Contrary to the dense fog that Yu Chenggui saw in the mirror, Sheng Jingyang, who came behind the high wall, was shocked by the sight, and paused for a moment before standing up straight.

The gentle sunlight made him squint his eyes slightly. There is a vast luxury mansion on the large green shade. The two street lamps with unique shapes in front of the gorgeous gate are terribly familiar - this is the mansion of the Sheng family.

If you think about it with your feet, you can tell that the trial space can't lead to Sheng Sheng. Jing Yang frowned, and hated this kind of trick to deceive people, not to mention that the old man confronted him every day, no matter how beautiful and familiar this house was, it was hard to make him happy.

Open the door and enter it.

But have to say, this place is too familiar to Sheng Jingyang, so familiar that the location of every plant and tree is hard to forget, even if he didn't deliberately remember any layout, he can still easily recognize that this is Sheng's house, and heIt's exactly the same as in memory.

It is rare for Sheng Jingyang to recall some childhood events. When he was very young, his mother hadn't passed away, and he didn't hate this place so much at that time.It is to provoke a woman's sad eyes.

His mother is an ordinary person, not as powerful as a person with supernatural powers, and has never experienced the exciting battle where the tip of a knife swims and the blood vessels are tense. She can't understand why his husband and children always put themselves in danger, why can't moreSpend more time with your family and those who love them.

And the supernatural beings around her didn't understand her, and they always looked at her coldly.

Although I hate the old man, I have to say that they are essentially the same kind of person. The old man may love her, but he has never given the woman a solid sense of security.

She was always living in a state of unease.

When it was serious, his mother would pull him and talk to him nervously: "Just wait until you have someone you like in the future. Think about her, and you will know what to do."

She would also imagine the scene after he got married, and mutter in front of him how to arrange wedding banquet guests here in the future, what things to prepare for the future wife, and even think about grandchildren.

The young Sheng Jingyang scoffed at these, thinking that his mother was simply unreasonable, but he did like his mother more than the old man, knowing that she was in a bad condition, even though he was bored in his heart, he still reluctantly cooperated with her on the surface, and was even dragged to design a wedding room together.

At such a young age, Sheng Jingyang is so familiar with the process of holding a wedding that she can recite it by heart.His mother would also tell him some happy family scenes, which were plain and boring, and Sheng Jingyang would yawn just thinking about it.

After recalling a lot, Sheng Jingyang's amber eyes fell on the door in front of her without focus.

Opening this door is the familiar living room. For no reason, he thought of what his mother once said: "When you have a lover, she will greet you with a smile at the door after you are tired from the day. If sheIf I love you, I must be full of heart and eyes, and maybe I will prepare a table of delicious meals for you..."

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