Infinite evolution starts from the god ladder

Chapter 25 The Secret Room 1
"See me? What, he thinks?" Mrs. Sang frowned instantly, turned to look at the old man standing sideways, and asked.

The old man was slightly blessed, the oil lamp in his hand shook, and he could see his expression clearly.

I saw him laughing silently, squeezing out the wrinkles on his face with a smile, and losing sight of both eyes, nodding and bending over, responding to Mrs. Sang's question.

"Madam Hui, he said he would tell you in person, not Xiao Xiao."

After Mrs. Sang heard this, she waved her long sleeves and said, "Let's lead the way."

Then he followed behind the old man, even though he was bent over, he was walking like a fly, ordinary people really couldn't keep up with him, but Mrs. Sang followed closely and never fell.

The old man walked out of the bedroom and walked north along a small road. The more he went, the more the sky became completely dark, and he saw a small group of firelight hanging beside him, guiding the direction.

The two of them were walking on the twisty road, changing directions suddenly from time to time, but not a single person was encountered along the way.

Mrs. Sang, who was walking behind, was used to it. This formation used to confuse people was good, and I don't know who left it.

A faint oil lamp drifted "purposelessly" in the dark night, sometimes to the west, and sometimes to the east, followed by two ghostly shadows, one tall and the other short.

The tall one is Mrs. Nasang, and the short one is the hunched old man.

The two of them didn't know how long they walked in that formation, and they didn't stop until a gust of evil wind blew the oil lamp out.

"Ma'am, here we are."

The old man said in his loud voice, dispelling a lot of yin around him.

In the originally empty void, with his voice, a blood-red stone door appeared out of thin air. The size could only accommodate people to bend over. The door was painted with black spells, and I don't know what it meant.

Even if it wasn't the first time she saw this door, Mrs. Sang still had deep fear in her heart.

The chaotic aura emitted by the black spell makes people shudder, as if suppressing a powerful evil, pulsing from time to time.

The old man seemed to have long been accustomed to the atmosphere here, and the smile on his face still remained in the dark, and he didn't know what he was smiling about.

His hand covered with grooves covered the blood-red stone door, and the black spell on it vibrated. After a while, it returned to calm, and the door gradually opened.

A gust of hot wind with moisture rushed towards his face, dispelling the cold air.

Mrs. Sang followed the old man into the door.

Inside the door is a huge space, surrounded by nothingness, and it is impossible to distinguish the direction.

Two arm-thick chains fell from the sky, wrapped in black and purple flames.

At the end of the chain is a woman with a bowed head. She is kneeling in the empty space. Her long black hair is spread on the ground, covering her naked body. The exposed parts are snow-white, like a dummy.

Hearing the door opening, she raised her head slightly, her nose was covered by the aura of chaos, revealing only a pair of eyes eroded by darkness, silently watching them get closer and closer, and finally came to her side.

Mrs. Sang looked at the woman's eyes. When she came last time, she could not see clearly her entire face, but now her eyes are exposed. Could it be that the rest will appear one by one in the future?

"Tell me!" She stared at the woman's eyes. In the dark eye sockets, something seemed to be beating, and when she looked closely, it disappeared.

"She's here..." The woman stood up with the chains in her hands, her hair fell down, and she didn't reveal a single bit of her body.

"Who?" Mrs. Sang asked with a frown.

What does this woman mean when you call yourself here, but say who is coming?Are you kidding her!
"We have done everything you asked before, and there is one more thing, have you thought about it?"

Seeing that the woman finished speaking, Mrs. Sang said impatiently.

Only when he and Ah Xin fulfilled one of her requests respectively, can the two of them go to the next floor, but apart from the one request she made at the beginning, no matter how much she talked to her after that, she didn't mention the last request.

After waiting for two years, she finally spoke again, but she couldn't understand what she said, how could she not be angry.

"Bring her here..." The woman finally spoke again, her voice seemed a little tired.

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