Feng Suwan pulled out a silver hairpin from her head and threw it down. As she expected, she did not make any sound. She bent down and groped at her feet, but could not find the hairpin again.

Is there no other way...

"Ah--" Feng Suwan accidentally fell down, but fortunately grabbed the rocks on the cliff in time so that he would not be too embarrassed.

There were bursts of pain on the arm. When I touched it, I found that my arm was cut by a sharp rock. Blood beads immediately emerged and slid from my fingertips.

"What's wrong with you?" After smelling the bloody smell in the air, Qian Yan realized that something was wrong with Feng Suwan.

But the surroundings were still pitch black, and there was no way to see the other party's situation, so I could only ask with words.

"No..." It's okay...

Before he finished speaking, Feng Suwan suddenly felt empty under his feet and his body fell down involuntarily.

Now something is wrong...

The barrier suddenly opened, which no one expected. Feng Suwan and Qian Yan fell down at the same time, and in the darkness, they could only feel themselves falling in a straight line...

The most helpless thing is that they are falling down constantly but can’t do anything. They even haven’t had time to react, just like when they are about to wake up from a dream, they suddenly feel like they fall from a high altitude. The feeling of weightlessness at that moment is already shocking, not to mention that this feeling has lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour...

It’s a blessing or a disaster, everything is unknown. This feeling of waiting for death is too terrible. They long to stop in the next second, even if there is a wolf’s den underneath...

Feng Suwan and Qian Yan are not afraid of death, but this continuous sense of weightlessness makes them feel more uncomfortable than death...

"Everyone knows the cliff of Tianling Valley a hundred feet long. How many people have they deceived..." Qian Yan smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth.

Tianling Valley is just an illusion. According to Feng Suwan's judgment, this is definitely more than a thousand feet.

The Demon Realm, is it underground...

Just as Feng Suwan closed his eyes and let it fall, their falling speed suddenly slowed down. There seemed to be a force around their bodies supporting them and protecting them. Does anyone hope they will not be killed?

But this is indeed better than falling to death. If you fall from a thousand feet, you will have no resistance. Even if you keep it in one breath, it will turn into a pile of meat paste...

Feng Suwan tried to gather his mental power again. If it was useless, even if they were not blind people, they would be like fish on a chopping board, and they could be slaughtered...

The fact is that Feng Suwan and Qian Yan have indeed become the fish on the table. Before their feet touch the ground, there is no room for resistance except to accept it, otherwise there is only one way to die.

In the Demon Palace, which is more than ten thousand feet below Tianling Valley, a beautiful woman stared at the crystal ball on the stage, staring at the two people slowly falling from the ball, and the anxious expression on her face lasted for a little bit of relief...

Wan'er, my mother won't harm you...

The footsteps suddenly sounded, getting closer and closer. The woman hurriedly put away the crystal ball on the stage and took it into her arms...

But he missed the last scene in the crystal ball. More than a hundred feet above Feng Suwan, the man in black, who was anxious, was looking for the woman who suddenly fell down. He was only one quarter of an hour late, but so much later...

A silly woman, can you not always face danger alone? He is always there, as long as she speaks...
Chapter completed!