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Chapter 117: The Eighteenth Floor of Hell.9

"Phantom mist? Is it the most despicable and shameless spell? That phantom mist that reminds you of the things you fear most when you touch it, and even experiences it until you die?

"Zhang Tianxue looked at Ma Xingchen, who was slightly better than herself, and felt so distressed. Hey, it was all her fault that she accidentally fell into the phantom mist, and also harmed her brother.

"Well, that's it. I told you to be careful, but you just didn't listen. If it weren't for Dugu Yu's presence, you would be dead. After this lesson, you must remember to do it on yourself no matter what.

Use a protective shield or barrier to protect yourself from those despicable people, which would be a real loss."

"Well, I understand. I'm sorry for making you worry, brother. I'm sorry for causing you to waste so much spiritual energy and making you so weak." Zhang Tianxue lowered his head in embarrassment and thought about his mistake this time.

"It's okay, just be more careful next time. As the saying goes, if you suffer a loss once, you will gain a good memory." Although he wanted to teach Zhang Tianxue a lesson, Ma Xingchen was embarrassed to say anything when he saw Zhang Tianxue like this. He knew that she

She is his sister, so if they suffer a loss this time, it may be easier for them in the future.

Now he doesn't want to add a burden to his precious sister. The problem at hand is to find the exit as soon as possible. They need to escape quickly. Not to mention the rapid loss of spiritual power of Zhang Tianxue and others, it is the water they need here!

Food! There is nothing, not even food. If they don't escape, they will starve to death even if they are not tortured to death. He and Zhang Tianxue are better off, with spiritual power to protect their bodies, but what about them? They have nothing.

No, it would be strange if he didn't starve to death if things continued like this. Thinking of the seriousness of the matter, Ma Xingchen began to blame himself. Why didn't he notice to bring food in the first place? Was he too confident in his own magic?

"You all have a good rest. Let's recuperate and be ready to break through. We must go out before today, otherwise it may not be that easy for everyone to go out."

"What do you say?" Murong Xi looked at Ma Xingchen who was deep in thought, and suddenly had a bad premonition. Why did he say that if he didn't go out today, he might never be able to go out?

"Xi, think about it. We didn't bring any water or food when we came here. If this continues, everyone's physical strength and water will be lost. Although it is said that people will be fine if they don't eat for three days, but think about it, we are now

We don’t even have water. Without water, we may not be able to survive even a day, let alone longer? We now have to recuperate our bodies as quickly as possible, break through the barrier quickly, and leave quickly, otherwise it will be really dangerous."


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