Xue Lan was not only afraid. She had too many emotions but could not resolve them. She also knew that in this situation, Nian Junyao could not blame Nian Junyao for acting alone and insisting on staying in Beihai. If he did not show up, maybe she was in trouble today, but she was still afraid that Nian Junyao would die in Beihai. In any case, she would send Nian Junyao out of Beihai.

"Brother, let's not talk about these things for now. The abyss of Hell is very dark. You must follow me." Xue Lan said lightly, "You can't get lost here."

She felt the palm of her hand heat up, Nian Junyao was holding her hand, Xue Lan's hand was very cold, like a piece of ice, the man's scorching palm was scalping her skin, Xue Lan felt suffocated, and the pain was so severe that this temperature was the only temperature she could feel for more than 30 years, as if she had been in another world, and she closed her eyes in pain.

Nian Junyao said, "If you hold me, I won't get lost."

Xue Lan's voice was a little hoarse, "...Okay!"

Nian Junyao tried to warm her hands, but finally found that Gui Xiu's body was really cold, the coldest one, and there was no temperature at all. No matter how hard he tried, he could not warm her hands. In the end, he became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to share the temperature on his body with her a little bit, so that she could feel the warmth.

The two walked away in the dark for a while, and the red insects kept flying in the abyss. Nian Junyao asked, "What kind of creature is that?"

"The corpse insects in the North Sea abyss live on corpses and emit this bright red color all year round. They cannot get close to them or be stung. If they are stung, all the blood will be sucked by the corpse insects in seven seconds."

This is so scary!

But although these corpse insects surround them, they did not bite them. Either Xue Lan had deworming things on her body, or they were afraid of Xue Lan.

The two of them walked for a while and saw a silver-white flower. The area finally had a little light. Nian Junyao also saw the dark clothes stained by blood behind Xue Lan. The penetration of her chest was particularly serious. Nian Junyao wanted to heal her wound, but she did not dare. The ghost cultivator had not yet cultivated her true body, so she should not feel the pain in her body.

It seemed that he saw through what he was thinking, Xue Lan didn't even look back and said lightly, "It's okay, I can't feel the pain, and the wound will heal. Brother, don't step on the flowers."

"good!"

Xue Lan led Nian Junyao all the way forward. The silver-white flowers grew very slender and the petals were very long, as if they were alive. They wanted to wrap around Nian Junyao's calves, but because Xue Lan next to her was very afraid and dared not be too presumptuous.

Nian Junyao also saw a clue. He observed confidently, but did not say that these flowers were not ordinary flowers. The flowers blooming in the abyss of the North Sea must not be flowers in the world.

After crossing the flowers, he entered a cave. The silver-white flowers bloomed next to the cave. The cave was not big. There was a sculpture of a demon god, right in the middle of the cave. Nian Junyao saw Xue Lan familiar with the passage, and couldn't help asking, "You are very familiar with this place. Have you ever been here?"

"I accidentally fell it once." Xue Lan said lightly, her tone could not hear any ups and downs, but Nian Junyao felt distressed. The more she was so light, the more she felt distressed. She had been living a hard life over the past 30 years, right?

No one to rely on or help.

"Alan..."
Chapter completed!