Desert/Atlantis
After Gao Tinghan dealt with Young Master Crow, he threw the halberd in his hand to the spider.
The long spear shrank to the length of a hand in an instant, "I'll give it back to you." Gao Tinghan picked up the ashes on the ground and said with an unclear expression.
"What? This was originally yours." The spider put away the halberd with a disapproving look on his face.
"It's you I'll give it to you." Gao Tinghan replied patiently. He was in a rare good mood to argue with Spider today. He spread out his palms with anticipation.
But the moment he saw the deduction of the formation, the corners of his mouth, which had been raised, froze instantly, and his eyes seemed to be frozen.
"Why!" His voice trembled and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Gao Tinghan didn't give up and tried to deduce it again. His palms were shaking so much that he almost dropped the formation.
The deduction has not changed!
Young Master Crow is clearly dead, isn’t he?
Gao Tinghan paused holding Huijin's hand, and he suddenly raised his head, not caring that the long hem of his clothes almost tripped him to the ground.
"Wrong, wrong, wrong..." He kept muttering and hurried to Shiyatan.
Even the spider behind him couldn't catch up with him.
The person in the deduction is not Young Master Crow at all!!
It’s Wu Chunlai!
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"Now that everyone is here..." Yan Chan looked around and finally set his sights on Wu Chunlai. He was still wearing the same white clothes as that day, but his face looked a little pale.
"Let me do it." Wu Chunlai covered his chest, took out the key from his arms, pinched the handle with his fingers and gently turned it in the air.
"Click", a brand new door appeared in front of everyone, without a trace of dust on it.
However, a dark green light constantly flows between the carved patterns, circulating like blood in the body.
The key floating in the air emits the same light, reflecting it.
"Remember to silently recite in your mind the place you want to reach." Yan Chan stretched out his hand to stop Wu Chunlai who had just taken a step forward, and reminded him kindly.
The word "good" came out of Wu Chunlai's pale lips, and his palm was still pressed on his heart.
There was no wound there, and even the dagger he had inserted disappeared at the moment when Young Master Crow died.
Wu Chunlai knew very well what had happened, after all, the two of them were one.
Without the shackles of Master Crow, Wu Chunlai felt indescribably depressed. Didn't he always hate him?
He raised his head and looked at the endless desert in front of him, squinting his eyes. His originally pale lips became dry under the gust of wind.
Although he was not thin, he looked a little "fragile" at this moment. Wu Chunlai suppressed the melancholy in his eyes and clenched the key in his hand that had begun to emit white light.
He stared blankly at the yellow sand all over the sky until his vision was blocked by the figure of Yan Chan and he came to his senses.
"Stop daydreaming, our situation is not good!" Yan Chan exclaimed and hurriedly grabbed Guan Zheng's gradually sinking body.
"Ah!" Guan Zheng's body swayed, but her feet sank deeper and deeper into the soft sand. She looked a little unnatural, but not too panicked.
"Wu Chunlai!" Shi Guiyi grabbed the sleeve of Wu Chunlai, who was closest to him, to stabilize his body.
"Ugh!" He suddenly pinched his chest, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Yan Chan saw it but didn't think much about it. It was hot in the desert and it was normal to sweat, so she just glanced at it lightly.
Originally, Yan Chan thought that the desert here was no different, at most it was a little hotter and more humid. But when he really fell into this place, he suddenly realized how careless he had been.
This desert is mobile and hungry.
With every step, the yellow sand gently wraps around the ankles of the person who steps on it. It is like a trap that patiently waits for the prey to come in.
When they let their guard down, he swallowed them whole and dragged them down by their ankles without mercy.
Every time Yan Chan tried to lift one of his feet, the effort he put in would cause his other foot to sink an inch deeper.
The sun hanging high above their heads was like a golden eye. The heat wave in the air hit them in the face, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on everyone's body.
Yan Chan gritted his teeth and thought resentfully: We have come this far, we must not fail here.
Her throat seemed to be filled with hot sand, and the blowing wind pressed on her eardrums. Yan Chan could even hear her own heartbeat.
When her consciousness was hazy, she even had hallucinations.
There is endless sea water there, like a huge, flowing sapphire.
In the temple, a statue of a dragon god stands in the middle, with circles of seaweed swirling on the pillars, and occasionally schools of fish swimming around.
It's Atlantis.
Her eyelids trembled slightly, and Yan Chan tried hard to open her eyes wide, but she only saw a vast expanse of blue.
"Yan Chan, don't sleep, don't sleep!" Guan Zheng's voice seemed to come from far away. Yan Chan forced his eyelids open. She was obviously very close to him, wasn't she?
"I... promise you." Yan Chan bit the tip of her tongue, and the fishy smell spread in her mouth, mixed with the earthy smell of yellow sand. For a moment, she felt like vomiting.
Frowning his beautiful brows, Yan Chan took a deep breath and gradually regained consciousness.
Her feet had completely sunk in, the yellow sand had covered her calves, but she still hadn't "eaten enough".
"Guan Zheng, go check on Shi Guiyi first." Yan Chan had risked his life to pull Guan Zheng over.
Now, among the four of them, only Guan Zheng is in a better situation.
Following Yan Chan's gaze, Guan Zheng saw Shi Guiyi, whose waist was covered with yellow sand, and Wu Chunlai, who was covering his chest and looking a little dazed.
Guan Zheng steadied her body and tried to move closer to Shi Guiyi, taking one deep step and one shallow step. Even though her shoes were filled with yellow sand, she did not stop moving forward.
"Hold my hand." Guan Zheng wiped the yellow sand off her face and pulled Shi Guiyi's arm as if pulling a carrot.
"Be careful too." Shi Guiyi originally wanted to get rid of Guan Zheng's outstretched hand. There were already three of them trapped in it, so why add one more.
But Guan Zheng held her tightly, so Shi Guiyi had to say some words of advice.
Guan Zheng first used 50% of her strength, but Shi Guiyi did not move at all, as if Huang Sha had let out a dull laugh.
Shi Guiyi even felt that the yellow sand was wrapping her tighter.
Seeing this, Guan Zheng changed from pulling one arm with both hands to pulling both arms, and her knuckles turned slightly white from the force.
She took a deep breath, exerted force on her waist, abdomen and back at the same time, and her body was like a slowly drawn bow.
After a stalemate with the yellow sand for a while, Guan Zheng unfortunately fell to the ground. The scales in her sleeves flew out due to inertia, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
When the scales aligned with the "Golden Eye", a light suddenly lit up, and everyone could even see the scales turning around.
The whole process seemed to be in slow motion, and the colorful black suddenly shone brightly.
Guan Zheng looked at this scene and finally remembered the origin of this scale.
This is the scale that the Dragon God used to seal her memory in her previous life.
Now that her memory has returned, the scales have naturally come out of her body.
The people who were originally trapped in the desert suddenly felt dizzy and the world seemed to turn upside down.
The sea water suddenly poured into everyone's mouth.
Yan Chan hurriedly took out the four conch shells and made the same movements as Wu Chunlai did when he opened the door to Fengdu Ghost Market.
The feeling of suffocation disappeared with her movement, replaced by eyes full of astonishment.
Yan Chan couldn't believe that she had entered Atlantis so easily. Should she feel that she was worthy of following the protagonist group?
Guan Zheng looked at her "homeland" with deep emotion in her heart. She didn't expect that this time would be so smooth. You know, in her previous life, she almost lost half her life before she found Atlantis.
She looked into Yan Chan's eyes filled with surprise, held her hand, and interlocked her fingers with hers.
There is no danger in Atlantis, only the dragon god who can fulfill any wish and countless treasures.
But she doesn't think this is the end of the journey. Instead, Guan Zheng regards it as the starting point.
This is a wonderful place...where you can change your destiny.
It just comes at a cost.
"Have you decided what wish you want?" Yan Chan turned to ask Guan Zheng after calming down.
Guan Zheng looked into her smiling eyes and shook her head.
All her wishes have come true.
But she had a question she wanted to ask the Dragon God.
With this thought in mind, Guan Zheng stepped into the temple with some trepidation.
At a glance, I saw that there was nothing in the empty hall except a stone statue.
Guan Zheng raised her hand and gently touched the fragile stone statue. Just as she remembered, the outer wall of the statue began to shatter bit by bit.
The dragon god, covered entirely in black, appeared before the people. However, it was not simply black. With the rhythm of its breathing, a strange glow flowed between the gaps in its scales.
It was a sacred and strange pattern.
Its horns are rugged and uncarved, and its pair of vertical pupils contain no cruelty, only compassion and gaze.
It is not a dragon, but it already has its majesty and divinity.
"What hope do you have?"
The dragon god hovered in the air, staring at the tiny women on the ground with his vertical pupils.
Yan Chan suddenly felt a chill in her palms, and she was surprised to find that everyone around her had disappeared, and she was the only one here.
"Why did you come?"
This vast voice brought her back to her senses, and Yan Chan looked back at the vertical pupils of the Jiao God seriously.
"I have a wish: to heal Uncle Chen's arm." Yan Chan said loudly without being humble or arrogant.
"Don't you want to go back home anymore?" The Dragon God did not refuse her, but asked this question calmly.
Yan Chan shook her head. She was already dead in that world, so how could she go back?
at the same time.
Wu Chunlai held a dagger obtained from the Dragon God in his hand, turned around and left resolutely, his hanging hair covering his eyes.
He is going to do something.
Even if it costs his life.
Only in this way can he have a future in keeping with the times.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Wu Chunlai's mouth. He raised his hand nonchalantly and rubbed it casually on his clothes. When he raised his eyes again, they were full of determination.
He's going to win this one.
He will do what Young Master Crow cannot do.
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