"Ah!" Wanwan, who had always been timid, couldn't help but exclaimed.
After all, Talang didn't step down. He turned to look at Wanwan, looking a little frightened.
"What's wrong?" Talang looked around cautiously. He was sensitive to the fact that the castle was different from the last time he came here. What exactly was different? He hadn't figured out yet, so he wanted to go to the castle.
Take a look on the city wall.
Wanwan pointed at the feet of Tlang.
It turned out to be a white bone. Talang curled his lips and kicked the bone away under Wanwan's glare. Then he put his hands in his pockets and walked up the stairs while whistling.
"Hey, you're not allowed to go up there." Wanwan was annoyed. She ran forward, trying to hold Ta Lang, but...
This nephew, who didn't seem to be surprised, was actually faster than her. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the tower of the castle. Only the green shirt was fluttering, but those surprisingly bright eyes were missing.
The ancient castle, the weird white building, the broken city wall, except for the steps that stretch upward at your feet, and the spacious and hard bluestone streets.
The endless gloomy wind blew from nowhere, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill.
Open your ears and listen carefully, it seems that someone is crying suppressedly in this endless wind, and it seems that this endless whiteness makes people feel uncomfortable, as if they will suffocate if they stay there for a second.
Wanwan was so scared that she pursed her lips tightly, regretting that she agreed to this trip to her mother.
Even though she was terribly frightened, she had no intention of backing down. She went straight up the steps to pull down this daring brat and give him a good scolding.
The bluestone steps with white spots under her feet seemed to be endless. She obviously saw that brat blinking her eyes and reaching the wall of the castle. Why did she walk for a long time, but there were still countless stone steps under her feet.
Faintly, she felt something was wrong.
Over the years, my mother's strict training has worked.
She quietly released her spiritual sense to the surroundings, and sure enough she discovered something was wrong.
There were slow ripples in the space, which seemed to be caused by something and became extremely irregular. This caused her visual and sensory errors to a certain extent.
The steps under my feet are real, and the distance has not increased. The problem lies in my senses. In other words, something, or the remaining laws of heaven and earth in this cave heaven and paradise, appeared here at some unknown time.
Wanwan shouted loudly: "Talang. You bastard, come down quickly!"
Talang stood on the wall of the old castle. Instead of coming down, he walked towards the other side. Now he couldn't even see his back.
Wanwan was so angry, did this brat do it on purpose?
Among Yuxu's descendants, no one dares to be so presumptuous. Who doesn't know that she has a powerful mother? Even those who are one level higher than her in cultivation are polite to her.
When had Wanwan ever received such cold treatment?
She pouted in anger. If this bastard wants to die, just let him die.
When Senior Brother Wuchen asked, she said that this bastard asked for it. Yes, that's how she explained to Senior Brother Wuchen.
Wanwan felt that something would definitely happen if she went on the waves on the castle tower regardless of risk.
Is there anything going on? This place is full of ghosts. Even the collapsed house is haunted, and that mirror... Wanwan suddenly remembered the ghostly face she saw in the square mirror just now. It looked very much like the one in Devil May Cry Forest
His grimace made his whole body get goosebumps.
There wouldn't be a mirror like just now, would there?
Wanwan was thinking wildly as she walked down the steps.
Suddenly, Wanwan felt a tightness on her ankle, as if it was entangled by some vines. In the Devil May Cry Forest, she was often entangled by thin vines that were only as thick as her little finger.
This feeling is very annoying.
She was about to kick her right foot hard in order to break the vines wrapped around the person's ankle.
"Don't move." The sound of someone riding on the waves suddenly came from behind. The voice was cold and seemed to have a mocking tone: "Want to move? What, don't you want to look down first?"
There was definitely gloating in this voice, and Wanwan could hear it.
"Are you finally willing to give up?" Wanwan was furious. This is such a disobedient boy. How could the sect owner let this boy come?
As she spoke, she kicked her entangled right foot impatiently.
"You little ones, you also want to learn to be a hero? I tell you, don't do those idealistic things. It's not that easy. If you don't want to stay here forever, just follow me obediently... Ah, what is this?
?Hurry up... hurry up, I... what on earth is this..."
When Wanwan discovered something wrapped around her right ankle, she was completely stunned.
It was a colorful, rope-like creature.
She has always been afraid of molluscs.
She never thought that one day, this soft and terrifying thing would tie her ankles and stick to her tightly.
Her current posture looks extremely funny.
The right leg is still bent, making the whole person look like a stone statue.
Wanwan completely forgot about being able to use spells.
She shouted loudly: "Hey, it looks funny, doesn't it? Get it away quickly."
Talang smiled and walked down the steps, walking around from behind Wanwan to the front. He was like a perfect noble: "Yes, my eldest lady."
He bent down and began to help her get rid of the ghost demon bug on her right ankle. This kind of bug is not common in the demon country, and its colorful color is completely inversely proportional to its own toxicity.
To put it simply, this kind of underworld insect has no toxicity at all.
Talang threw away the underworld demon insect and gave Wanwan a perfect smile: "Thankfully I'm here, otherwise you would be in trouble. The poison of this little thing is hard to find."
Wanwan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Wanwan is a very simple girl. She is loved by the elders of Yuxu, but she has not developed any arrogance. At the same time, she is also a beautiful girl. Her mother, Sihuai Zhenren, is a world-famous beauty. Her
My father, a man who is buried in history and cannot be mentioned, is even more handsome and extraordinary.
"It's easy to be a hero. Look, I've become your hero." Talang said half-jokingly.
Wanwan rolled her eyes at him and couldn't help but laugh when she saw his funny expression. The elders' airs that she wanted to put on disappeared in this smile.
The distance between the two people seemed to be much closer.
The steps under my feet spread downward, and the collapsed building in the distance seemed to become smaller.
Something seems a little wrong?
Both of them were sensitive people, and they discovered this immediately. They couldn't help but glance at each other, hiding the slight throbbing in their hearts.
What changed the appearance of the surrounding environment when they were not paying attention?
What secrets are hidden in this ancient castle that is completely white? Why does even the wind carry an eerie and biting chill?
The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't say much. Their eyes expressed everything.
Wanwan was a little scared, and she involuntarily moved closer to Talang.
He took two steps forward on the waves, guarding Wanwan behind him, and felt a very inexplicable sense of familiarity approaching quietly. This sense of familiarity did not bring him much sense of stability, but instead gave him a certain palpitating feeling.
Uncomfortable.
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"Isn't this Junior Sister Wanwan and that Yuxu disciple?" Yan Tianxuan gasped. She rubbed her eyes and confirmed that in the mirror embedded in the wall, it was indeed Wanwan and the one he didn't like very much.
The male cultivator asked, "Why are they in the mirror? Is this mirror really magical?"
Yan Tianxuan turned to look at Wuchen.
Wuchen also looked at the magic mirror on the wall. He did not immediately answer Yan Tianxuan's words. Instead, he stepped forward and touched the edge of the mirror. Yan Tianxuan wanted to stop her, but she felt deeply uneasy.
The mirror had already reacted, stopping Wuchen's hand an inch away.
A faint white light, like mist like clouds, surrounds the mirror, blocking everything.
Yan Tianxuan has never seen such a weird thing. She guessed that this mirror is probably some unknown magic weapon, or maybe something else. The secret book in the palace is not written. Maybe she can also discover a new kind of magic weapon.
Utensils, when I think about it, I can't help but feel enthusiastic.
However, what followed immediately was the rational thinking cultivated over a long period of time.
Their current situation doesn't seem to be good.
"What on earth is this?" Yan Tianxuan couldn't help but ask.
"Although I don't know what it is, it is definitely not a treasure of heaven or earth, not even an artifact. It...should be alive." Wuchen is still very peaceful, but in Yan Tianxuan's view,
Wuchen seemed a little nervous.
That's right, it's tension.
Traveling all the way to this strange castle in the Devil's Crying Forest, this was the first time that Yan Tianxuan felt nervous when he saw Wuchen.
"I'm afraid Wanwan and the others have all been enchanted and lost in the world in the mirror." Wuchen observed the picture in the mirror, solemnity and worry appeared in the corners of his eyes. After a pause, he said: "Let's go back and take a look first.
It depends. Maybe... the situation is not as bad as we thought."
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In the space tent constructed by the sound of Wang Flute.
"What did you say?" Gu Yuli opened her eyes from sitting cross-legged. She had been to this castle before, and Ta Lang even wandered around the castle more than once, so she wasn't too worried about Ta Lang.
Yan Tianxuan said anxiously: "Sister Yuli, your brother and Wanwan may have fallen into the world in the magic mirror. Brother Wuchen and I saw it very clearly just now."
Wang Disheng yawned: "Did you see it wrong, or the light gave you an illusion. I just used a kaleidoscope to see that Wanwan and the others were cultivating their senses on the steps of the tower."
He took out the kaleidoscope from his arms and handed it to Yan Tianxuan: "Here, take a look if you don't believe me." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest support.