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In the abyss of rock, deep underground...

Several groups of dark shadows gathered together, discussing something that no one knew.

Not far below them, sat Mo Nanfeng and other three.

"A nightmare is about to take shape, get rid of them!"

"Your Highness the Princess is still down there, do you really want to take action?"

"For the sake of the abyss, sacrifice is necessary."

"Are you sure? If His Highness finds out, everything will be over."

“Your Highness has no time to pay attention to what’s happening here. Nata, Zhidong has already pinned him down.

And he'll never know what's going to happen here. For the Abyss."

"For the Abyss!"

.......

Sitting on the ground, Mo Nanfeng looked at the pocket watch in his hand, calculating the time bit by bit, and felt something strange.

"Is the time here different from outside? It seems to pass very quickly."

Hearing Mo Nanfeng's words, Ying, who had already sobered up, nodded and replied: "Yes, the passage of time in the depths of the abyss is different from the outside world, and everyone's perception is different."

At the side, Paimon covered his head and replied, "It feels like half a month has passed. I'm so tired and sleepy. I really want to rest for a while longer."

One could tell from Paimon's words that he was tired, the kind of tiredness that made him feel like he was about to faint at any moment.

Hearing this, Mo Nanfeng turned around and looked at Xiao standing beside him, and asked, "Does the Immortal have any solution?"

"There's no way." Xiao shook his head.

After a few seconds of pause, Xiao turned around, stretched out his hand to gesture, and continued: "This time is more difficult than last time. The intervention of the abyss makes this already strange area even more strange.

And, from what you said, you just flew down from above, while I flew up from below."

Having said this, Mo Nanfeng blinked and felt that it was dark in front of him.

If only there was a candle...

Thinking of the candles, Mo Nanfeng hurriedly stood up and reached into the small bag on his back.

Under the gaze of the three people, Mo Nanfeng took out a candle and a pack of matches.

The moment they saw the candles, Xiao, Ying and Paimon were stunned.

They really couldn't imagine that Mo Nanfeng could actually take out a candle and a pack of matches.

Flying quickly to the candle, Paimon shook it left and right and said in shock: "Nanfeng, you actually carry a candle with you?"

Pulling out a match, Mo Nanfeng lit the candle, and with the rising flames as a backdrop, he said with a smile, "I bought this when I went out with Fu Fu, and I've kept it in my bag ever since."

"You really have everything in your pockets. I remember you even made popcorn appear out of thin air before." Paimon couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he said this.

When she goes out this time, she must have a big meal, the kind that makes her unable to fly.

This sentence completely woke up Mo Nanfeng's brain, reminding him that he still had many treasures that he had not taken out.

Looking at the miserable-looking little Paimeng, Mo Nanfeng smiled evilly and asked with narrowed eyes, "Paimeng, do you want to eat some hot dessert, or drink some juice or milk?"

Paimon, who was already starving, replied without even thinking, "Of course I want to eat. I really miss Navia's macarons and so many other delicious foods."

Putting the candle on the ground, Mo Nanfeng took out a small bag and took out a baking oven, a table, a bag of noodles, and a basket of eggs...

Soon, the originally empty ground was filled with food.

Seeing the food on the ground, Paimon quickly picked up a bottle of sunset fruit flavored juice and poured it into his mouth. It was all gone in a few seconds.

The sweet juice gradually refreshed Paimon's originally tired body.

"How did you manage to fit so many things in this bag of yours?"

Next to them, Ying and Xiao also ate some ready-made food to replenish their energy, and they also had doubts.

How can this bag hold so many things?

Throwing the matches into the oven, Mo Nanfeng prepared the base for baking the dessert while replying, "This bag was given to me by Grandma Ping. It can hold a lot of things.

These foods are for camping in the mountains during travel, but I didn’t expect to use them here first.”

"Oh, I see. It's the same principle as the Dust Song Pot.

As expected of Gechen Langshi Zhenjun, this mechanism is really useful!"

......

Soon, the four of them had their fill of hot toast, which tasted quite good.

In order to cater to Xiao's appetite, Mo Nanfeng even found a way to make a dish of almond tofu.

While eating the hot almond tofu in the bowl, the stiffness on Xiao's face relaxed. Although it was only temporary, it was better than nothing.

On the side, Paimon was holding his swollen belly, looking lazy.

"Nanfeng, you are such a good man. I really envy Funina~"

Envy Fu Fu?

Talking about this, Mo Nanfeng was no longer tired, and responded with a smile: "Hey, I'm jealous~"

For Xiao, after eating and drinking enough and replenishing his physical strength, he can better think of ways to find a way out.

So he continued to wander around, looking for an exit whether it existed or not.

After Ying stood up and stretched her muscles, she strolled around and looked for the lost gem.

Mo Nanfeng, who was still resting, saw Ying looking around and looking through the cracks. He felt a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice, "Ying, are you looking for your emerald?"

Ying did not find Mo Nanfeng's question strange at first. After all, the sounds in this space seemed to be connected.

"Yes, did you see him on your way here?"

Mo Nanfeng swallowed his saliva, blinked his eyes, and continued to ask: "Is this gem important to you?"

Standing up straight, Ying held her chin and felt that something was wrong with Mo Nanfeng, as if he was testing her.

"It's not that important, but with that emerald, maybe we can get out."

ah?

"Why?" Mo Nanfeng now felt even more guilty.

Am I going to die in this nameless pit just because I broke an emerald?

Seeing Mo Nanfeng's reaction, Ying was more certain that Mo Nanfeng had seen it, and asked anxiously: "You have seen it! Where is it?"

"I'm sorry, I did pick it up, but I accidentally broke it...

"At that time..." In the next ten seconds or so, Mo Nanfeng quickly recounted what had happened without adding any exaggeration or deleting any part of the plot.

After saying this, Mo Nanfeng was prepared to be scolded by Ying, but after waiting for a long time, he still heard no sound.

When he looked up, he saw Ying sitting on the ground, lying down with her eyes closed and sleeping.

It seemed that she was not angry at all. On the contrary, she had a relieved smile on her face.

"Broken? Then I feel relieved. We will be saved, for sure."

"Ah? Why?" Mo Nanfeng was confused again.

......