This is the corridor to a dark underground palace.

Every other section of the wall, there is a small square hole similar to a groove-like groove. At this time, one of them suddenly poked out a head. There was a big sarcoma on the head, but this trip was not like that, it was Gu Shiyu.

Gu Shiyu's figure is slightly thin, so she climbed out easily and landed in the corridor.

As soon as he landed, the lights on the wall lit up, and he was able to see the whole picture of the corridor.

The whole wall is made of stone bricks, and each stone brick is carved with a wolf face pattern, which looks like countless faces are covered with dense faces, and the faces on each eyeball seem to be staring at you and sneering. If you have a poor mental resistance to stress, you may collapse instantly.

Gu Shiyu looked normal and was about to walk, but suddenly felt something. Looking at the next small square hole, a head was poking out.

This one was not as thin as him, and he was wearing armor, as heavy as a bear. When he finally came out of the hole, he was already breathing a little, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and the light on the wall was lit, so he could see the whole picture of the corridor; not only the whole picture of the corridor, but also an extremely majestic person.

"Master Gu?" The guard was shocked and had no idea whether he was dreaming or... dreaming. Anyway, his brain was in a state of stiffness for a while.

Gu Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly rose up, pinched the guard's neck, and pressed against the wall: "How come the people of Weiweisi are here? Whose subordinate are you?" The guard's own and the weight of the armor seemed to be missing. This sudden thing made him think it was a trap set by the court.

"I, I am General Wang..."

"Which general is the king?"

"Wang Yuanlang..."

"Who else besides Wang Yuanlang? Where is Wang Ba?"

"No, no more..."

Gu Shiyu looked a little relaxed and said, "That is to say, this is your private action and I didn't report it to the court to know."

"yes……"

"Then you can die." Gu Shiyu twisted his neck with five fingers. He looked at his body coldly, "You can see through this Hu clan trap, which shows your talent, but unfortunately you can't let you live."

Suddenly, the sarcoma on his forehead trembled, his face suddenly changed, and he sat down on the spot; the sarcoma suddenly shriveled, as if air bubbles were flowing away, and correspondingly, his face crawled with earthworm-like tendons, and his face twitched violently.

Finally, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and fell to the edge of the corpse. The strong pain spread to his whole body, and his whole body twitched violently. If he lifted his clothes and looked at it, he would find that the whole body was full of earthworm-like tendons, as if some dark red liquid was flowing inside.

In the "killing and humiliating demons" of practitioners, there is one disaster that is the most unsolvable, which is a terminal illness caused by congenital deficiencies.

Gu Shiyu suffered from such a terminal illness. His illness is a terrifying nightmare for practitioners. There is a name for this nightmare called "Microhepatic disease".

The most important feature of melanemia is that blood and vital energy are incompatible.

The vital energy will destroy the blood of patients with melanemia and cause blood necrosis. The disease occurs once every three to five months at the beginning, and gradually becomes more intense. At the age of Gu Shiyu, this kind of cultivation will explode once every three to five hours, and if you can't survive, you will die.

The melancholy disease cannot be eliminated and cannot be treated with drugs. If you want to survive, you either waste your cultivation and stop practicing; or you continue to break through the realm and use powerful cultivation to fight against the disease; or you use some treasures of heaven and earth to purify and wash the blood.

"I won't die...I won't give up...I must get the Ice Soul Dew..." His dull roar echoed in the corridor.

I don’t know how long it has passed, the dark red tendons have flattened, and the sarcoma on the forehead has gradually filled up, and it seems to be a little more expanding than before.

Gu Shiyu sat up panting, reached out to touch the sarcoma on his forehead, resisted the urge to clench it, took out a mask from his arms and put it on his face, as if it had covered the mark of shame, and thus calmed down.

...

"Cui'er, put out the fire and we're leaving this ghost place."

"Ah?" Cui'er couldn't react a little, but she still extinguished the fire.

"Now close your eyes, don't think about anything, keep climbing forward."

Cui'er did as she said. At first she was worried about touching the stone slab, but she didn't encounter any obstacles. Not long after she climbed, she felt a faint air coming to her face, and immediately smiled happily, "Young master, we seem to have really come out."

When she opened her eyes, she saw a corridor outside. She accelerated her speed, but when she jumped out of the corridor, she suddenly felt a chill.

"Young Master, it's so cold here."

The wall light automatically lit up. The wolf face patterns on the stone bricks made Cui'er very uncomfortable and she couldn't help but hug her arms.

Yan Li jumped down, looked around, and said, "There is an airflow, which means that it is not a dead end, but fortunately it will not be suffocated to death. The Baiyang Palace and the present world seem to be not connected, and it cannot be judged by the present world. In any case, be careful."

"Yes." Cui'er nodded and replied suddenly, "Young Master, how do you know that the stone slab is an illusion?"

"That's not an illusion." Yan Li shook his head.

"What is that?" Cui'er said.

Yan Li thought for a while and said, "That's a psychological trap. At the beginning, we saw the hanging skeletons and wolf statues outside the tower?"

"Yes." Cui'er pointed.

"Skeletons represent death, and the stone statues of wolves represent wolf face patterns. The tower builder first roots these two into our hearts and creates a psychological trap. Moreover, no one can avoid it, because their styles are very distinctive and unique. I think those who see them for the first time will be attracted involuntarily."

Yan Li said this and laughed: "Did you have had a brief dizziness when you fell down?"

"How did the young master know?" Cui'er said ashamed.

"Because you fainted, you can't feel how long it took to fall." Yan Li said, "And I was awake all the time, so I gradually felt stuffy and turned to breathe inward. But, in fact, this is also a trap. Because of common sense, I told my subconscious that the deeper the falling, the more difficult the air will flow, and naturally I will be frustrated. So my subconscious creates a feeling of stuffyness, which is equivalent to deceiving myself."

He pointed to the stone bricks on the wall and said, "The same is true for the wolf-faced stone slab. The reason why I say it is not an illusion is because we subconsciously think of traps, death and wolf in a tight and closed space that cannot be turned around, so the wolf-faced stone slab was born in the subconscious mind. It is our subconscious mind, we believe its existence, and it really exists."

Cui'er suddenly realized: "It's us who stop ourselves from moving forward, so the stone slab cannot be broken. If we don't look at anything and think about nothing, it doesn't exist. It's really a strange idea. If the practitioners were not able to turn to breathe, they would have been suffocated to death in the dilemma they created."

"So I said this design is very powerful." Yan Li said with a smile.

"What should we do next?"

Yan Li looked around and said, "Since you can't tell the direction clearly, choose any one." After that, he walked forward.

Every time I walk by, the wall lights will automatically light up. After walking for a long time, I haven’t seen a fork in the road, as if I have been lighting the lights.

Cui'er kept going to see Yan Li, watching him walk while thinking, quietly happy.

"Young Master." She suddenly couldn't help calling.

"Hmm?" Yan Li looked at her.

Cui'er said softly: "Your eyes are so beautiful, gentle and kind, like the sun, giving people warm brilliance."

Yan Li simply suspected that he had heard it wrong: "That can only be said that you have poor eyesight. I am a devil who kills without blinking."

"Of course you are a devil!" A cold voice suddenly came.

When Yan Li heard this, a surprise suddenly appeared on his face and he quickly walked over: "Sir, have you escaped from the trap?"

"How come they are here?" Cui'er felt a stern, and saw two women, one big and one small, walking towards the corridor ahead, which were Shen Liuyun and Fu'er.

"Master." Fu'er did not pounce on him as usual, but looked at him with a worried look on his face.

Yan Li walked light steps and came to Shen Liuyun and smiled, "Why are you here? Didn't I leave a note? Just go back to Yongling and wait. It's very dangerous here..."

Compared to the confusion of the future, the person in front of you is like a reassurance.

Shen Liuyun bit her teeth and suddenly raised her hand.

Bang!

The crisp sound echoed in the corridor. A slap slapped Yan Li firmly in the face.

Cui'er was shocked and wanted to speak out for a question, but suddenly she thought of something and didn't dare to speak.

Yan Li touched the slapped face and forced a smile: "I'm going to take risks without hiding it from you. It's my fault. You deserve to hit me."

Shen Liuyun said nothing and waved his hand again.

Bang!

It was so fast that Yan Li could not react, and the other side of the face was hit again.

"It's too much!" He felt both innocent and angry.

"It hurts very much?" Shen Liuyun asked coldly.

To be fair, her hands were not heavy, but it was more of a humiliation than pain.

Shen Liuyun said coldly: "More than 100,000 innocent people were burned to death. Doesn't they feel pain?"

Yan Li's whole body was shocked and his face suddenly turned pale.

"They are dead, but the suffering is far from over. I will be tortured by you. Who is more painful?"

"I……"

Shen Liuyun was excited and directly interrupted Yan Li: "What is life to you? Do you know that you are blaspheming! How come you are so cruel to nature and life! Are you still an individual?"

Yan Li's chest was rising and falling rapidly, and he couldn't help but shout: "Yes! I'm not a human! I'm a devil! I'm cold-blooded and cruel! I won't even let a three-year-old child go. Are you satisfied?"

Shen Liuyun suddenly felt sad, and two lines of clear tears fell: "Xiao Fan, do you know that the pain of every person you killed will be transferred to you; do you know that the pain of me will be as painful as you are."

All the anger suddenly disappeared.

Yan Li closed his eyes, "But aunt, the ending is not perfect."
Chapter completed!