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This door, which has not been opened for a thousand years, does not have the slightest smell of decay behind it, as if sensing the breath of life, the lamps on the metal corridor light up one after another from the outside to the inside...

Compared with the ancient base at the northernmost point of the stigmata, the corridor in front of me is obviously in a different style, a little less cold, the lighting is a warm yellowish color, the floor is similar to mahogany, and the horizontal wall is made of metallic silver. Among them, there are various tones dotted, like graffiti, and like some kind of imprint.

In front of this two-meter-wide passage, Feng Qinglang took a deep breath, turned her head and said gently to Jeffrey: "The ancient sages once said that life is like a road, and we all have to walk out of the bustling scenery in the unknown. Do you agree?"

Jeffrey thought to himself, I don't agree at all!

But he understood what Feng Qinglang meant, that he wanted him to open the way ahead...

Under Miss Su Huolong's increasingly gentle gaze, Jeffrey gritted his teeth and walked forward cautiously.

Feng Qinglang followed closely behind, and said to Nan Xinghun in a low voice: "You follow behind me, follow my every step, and I will also follow Jeffrey's every step."

This statement makes Jeffrey a little creepy, as if there is any danger here at any time, if he accidentally triggers the mechanism and is shot into a porcupine or something, the two ladies behind him can also avoid the danger in time.

Therefore, he was even more cautious, but Feng Qinglang impatiently urged him from behind: "Such a big commotion, many people are rushing over here! You are a majestic seven-foot man, how do you walk like a woman? "

"..."

Poor Jeffrey gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

If it is in a familiar environment, such a floor should make clear footsteps, but here, it is a bit strangely silent, as if the floor can absorb all footsteps, and it is as clean as someone who has been there for a long time. Cleaning, after walking so far, the surrounding is still spotless...

When the passage turned the third turn, they finally came to the second gate. Encouraged by Feng Qinglang, the humanoid excavator had just finished serving as a path finder, and now it was obligatory to serve as a surveyor to ensure zero risk .

Facing Nan Xinghun's questioning gaze, Feng Qinglang explained in a low voice: "Since someone tampered with the first door outside, it's hard to say whether there are other traps on the road behind."

According to the inherited opening method, one side is filled with the power of time, and the other side is filled with the power of space. In the silent environment, there seems to be a ray of breeze blowing by. Feng Qinglang can't help but frowned. However, the door But it opened smoothly.

The passage behind the door was still the same, Jeffrey didn’t need to order, and continued to walk in the front obediently. After another three bends, they came to the third door...

According to Nan Ling, this will be the last door!Behind the door is the control room that can control the dark red vortex!According to the time bottle of the insidious ancestor of the Guangming Dynasty, the seal here has also added a power of space...

The two couldn't help taking a deep breath at the same time, and touched the seal with enough caution!

What surprised them was that there was no need for an additional force of space, and the door opened slowly using the previous method of opening the seal.

What's even more surprising is that behind the door is not the expected large room, and there are various consoles with a sense of ancient technology...

Behind the door, there is still a passage, which is no different from the previous passage.

Nan Xinghun was full of doubts, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that the ancestors remembered it wrong, or maybe it was passed down from generation to generation, and the number of doors was said to be one less."

The curvature of Feng Qinglang's mouth was obviously a bit bitter: "The probability of remembering such an important thing is a bit low..."

Jeffel had already walked a few steps, but when he saw that the two did not keep up, he stopped and turned back to wait.

Feng Qinglang finally said calmly: "Keep going!"

"..."

After three more bends, another gate.

Still no special tricks were needed, behind the gate, instead of the control room they longed to see, was still the same passage.

If the sages of the Nan family remembered it wrongly, the wrong number would be too outrageous...

Feng Qinglang immediately stopped Jeffrey, who was about to continue acting as a pathfinder, and said to Nan Xinghun in a deep voice, "It's not right!"

Nan Xinghun's complexion was not good, and he said softly: "Do you want to go ahead and have a look?"

Feng Qinglang shook her head, recalling all the episodes since they entered the door, and said in a deep voice: "The coordinates of our entrance have shifted. Do you think there will be another passage? We are entering the second passage now. ..."

Nan Xinghun couldn't help saying: "It's very simple to confirm whether it is true or not. Let's go down and have a look."

Feng Qinglang looked at Jeffrey, and found that the big man with triangular eyes was less panic and panic than before, and it seemed that he didn't object to Nan Xinghun's opinion in his heart.

Therefore, Feng Qinglang shook her head even more, and said: "Actually, I actually wanted to go down and have a look in my heart. This is something wrong! Assuming there is no second passage, we are still in the original correct passage. I have lost the illusion, and we are already trapped in the illusion?"

Feng Qinglang paused for a moment, then continued: "Then, every time we pass through a door, the illusion will be deeply trapped until we can't extricate ourselves..."

As for illusion, the traitor is an absolute expert, Nan Xinghun didn't say anything, and waited for the opponent's decision.

Feng Qinglang hesitated for a while, and finally said: "No matter what the situation is, we should withdraw first. Actually... what I am most worried about right now is that it is neither of the two situations."

These words caused an inexplicable panic in Nan Xinghun's heart, as if a door was suddenly opened in the darkest place in her heart, she whispered: "Is there any other possibility?"

"I hope not..."

"..."

The speed of the three people's exit was much faster than when they came in. The sun was still shining brightly outside, and the gravel piled on both sides was still outside the gate.

However, the sunshine couldn't bring Feng Qinglang the slightest warmth, because he couldn't hear the sound of gunfire and fighting from the distant naval battle. He never believed it. In just a short while, the heathen fleet stopped fighting with the Vortex Alliance. .

With a leap, he has already clung to the mountain vine, and quickly climbed up to the mountainside. Looking in the direction of the dark red vortex, it is still slowly rotating, as if everything is normal, but...

There is not even a boat around it!

Along the coast of Xingqing Island, the pagan fleet stationed, as well as the fleet of the Vortex Alliance, those fleets that were waiting for the Dark Red Vortex to return to normal...all disappeared.

Feeling the seemingly constant wind around her, Feng Qinglang's heart became cold little by little.

Nan Xinghun's voice came from below: "Are we under an illusion?" She also climbed up on the mountain vines, not far from Feng Qinglang, her voice already had a trembling sound.

Jeffrey was not far from her, and his face was equally ugly. He felt that accepting Yun Jialuo's recruitment this time and going to sea this time was the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life. He said in a hoarse voice: "This... this illusion is too weird, isn't it?"

He remembered the teachings of his predecessors, when encountering a terrible illusion, he swiped the knife directly to wipe his neck, but with the dagger in his hand, because of his lack of experience, he did not dare to wipe his neck cruelly anyway.

Feng Qinglang from above sighed: "Don't do anything stupid, this is not an illusion!" There is no trace of decay behind this door that has not been opened for thousands of years, as if sensing the breath of life, the lights on the metal corridor, From the outside to the inside, one after another lights up...

Compared with the ancient base at the northernmost point of the stigmata, the corridor in front of me is obviously in a different style, a little less cold, the lighting is a warm yellowish color, the floor is similar to mahogany, and the horizontal wall is made of metallic silver. Among them, there are various tones dotted, like graffiti, and like some kind of imprint.

In front of this two-meter-wide passage, Feng Qinglang took a deep breath, turned her head and said gently to Jeffrey: "The ancient sages once said that life is like a road, and we all have to walk out of the bustling scenery in the unknown. Do you agree?"

Jeffrey thought to himself, I don't agree at all!

But he understood what Feng Qinglang meant, that he wanted him to open the way ahead...

Under Miss Su Huolong's increasingly gentle gaze, Jeffrey gritted his teeth and walked forward cautiously.

Feng Qinglang followed closely behind, and said to Nan Xinghun in a low voice: "You follow behind me, follow my every step, and I will also follow Jeffrey's every step."

This statement makes Jeffrey a little creepy, as if there is any danger here at any time, if he accidentally triggers the mechanism and is shot into a porcupine or something, the two ladies behind him can also avoid the danger in time.

Therefore, he was even more cautious, but Feng Qinglang impatiently urged him from behind: "Such a big commotion, many people are rushing over here! You are a majestic seven-foot man, how do you walk like a woman? "

"..."

Poor Jeffrey gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

If it is in a familiar environment, such a floor should make clear footsteps, but here, it is a bit strangely silent, as if the floor can absorb all footsteps, and it is as clean as someone who has been there for a long time. Cleaning, after walking so far, the surrounding is still spotless...

When the passage turned the third turn, they finally came to the second gate. Encouraged by Feng Qinglang, the humanoid excavator had just finished serving as a path finder, and now it was obligatory to serve as a surveyor to ensure zero risk .

Facing Nan Xinghun's questioning gaze, Feng Qinglang explained in a low voice: "Since someone tampered with the first door outside, it's hard to say whether there are other traps on the road behind."

According to the inherited opening method, one side is filled with the power of time, and the other side is filled with the power of space. In the silent environment, there seems to be a ray of breeze blowing by. Feng Qinglang can't help but frowned. However, the door But it opened smoothly.

The passage behind the door was still the same, Jeffrey didn’t need to order, and continued to walk in the front obediently. After another three bends, they came to the third door...

According to Nan Ling, this will be the last door!Behind the door is the control room that can control the dark red vortex!According to the time bottle of the insidious ancestor of the Guangming Dynasty, the seal here has also added a power of space...

The two couldn't help taking a deep breath at the same time, and touched the seal with enough caution!

What surprised them was that there was no need for an additional force of space, and the door opened slowly using the previous method of opening the seal.

What's even more surprising is that behind the door is not the expected large room, and there are various consoles with a sense of ancient technology...

Behind the door, there is still a passage, which is no different from the previous passage.

Nan Xinghun was full of doubts, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that the ancestors remembered it wrong, or maybe it was passed down from generation to generation, and the number of doors was said to be one less."

The curvature of Feng Qinglang's mouth was obviously a bit bitter: "The probability of remembering such an important thing is a bit low..."

Jeffel had already walked a few steps, but when he saw that the two did not keep up, he stopped and turned back to wait.

Feng Qinglang finally said calmly: "Keep going!"

"..."

After three more bends, another gate.

Still no special tricks were needed, behind the gate, instead of the control room they longed to see, was still the same passage.

If the sages of the Nan family remembered it wrongly, the wrong number would be too outrageous...

Feng Qinglang immediately stopped Jeffrey, who was about to continue acting as a pathfinder, and said to Nan Xinghun in a deep voice, "It's not right!"

Nan Xinghun's complexion was not good, and he said softly: "Do you want to go ahead and have a look?"

Feng Qinglang shook her head, recalling all the episodes since they entered the door, and said in a deep voice: "The coordinates of our entrance have shifted. Do you think there will be another passage? We are entering the second passage now. ..."

Nan Xinghun couldn't help saying: "It's very simple to confirm whether it is true or not. Let's go down and have a look."

Feng Qinglang looked at Jeffrey, and found that the big man with triangular eyes was less panic and panic than before, and it seemed that he didn't object to Nan Xinghun's opinion in his heart.

Therefore, Feng Qinglang shook her head even more, and said: "Actually, I actually wanted to go down and have a look in my heart. This is something wrong! Assuming there is no second passage, we are still in the original correct passage. I have lost the illusion, and we are already trapped in the illusion?"

Feng Qinglang paused for a moment, then continued: "Then, every time we pass through a door, the illusion will be deeply trapped until we can't extricate ourselves..."

As for illusion, the traitor is an absolute expert, Nan Xinghun didn't say anything, and waited for the opponent's decision.

Feng Qinglang hesitated for a while, and finally said: "No matter what the situation is, we should withdraw first. Actually... what I am most worried about right now is that it is neither of the two situations."

These words caused an inexplicable panic in Nan Xinghun's heart, as if a door was suddenly opened in the darkest place in her heart, she whispered: "Is there any other possibility?"

"I hope not..."

"..."

The speed of the three people's exit was much faster than when they came in. The sun was still shining brightly outside, and the gravel piled on both sides was still outside the gate.

However, the sunshine couldn't bring Feng Qinglang the slightest warmth, because he couldn't hear the sound of gunfire and fighting from the distant naval battle. He never believed it. In just a short while, the heathen fleet stopped fighting with the Vortex Alliance. .

With a leap, he has already clung to the mountain vine, and quickly climbed up to the mountainside. Looking in the direction of the dark red vortex, it is still slowly rotating, as if everything is normal, but...

There is not even a boat around it!

Along the coast of Xingqing Island, the pagan fleet stationed, as well as the fleet of the Vortex Alliance, those fleets that were waiting for the Dark Red Vortex to return to normal...all disappeared.

Feeling the seemingly constant wind around her, Feng Qinglang's heart became cold little by little.

Nan Xinghun's voice came from below: "Are we under an illusion?" She also climbed up on the mountain vines, not far from Feng Qinglang, her voice already had a trembling sound.

Jeffrey was not far from her, and his face was equally ugly. He felt that accepting Yun Jialuo's recruitment this time and going to sea this time was the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life. He said in a hoarse voice: "This... this illusion is too weird, isn't it?"

He remembered the teachings of his predecessors, when encountering a terrible illusion, he swiped the knife directly to wipe his neck, but with the dagger in his hand, because of his lack of experience, he did not dare to wipe his neck cruelly anyway.

Feng Qinglang from above sighed, "Don't do anything stupid, this is not an illusion!"