Ye Qingxia gently pushed open the half closed vermilion lacquer wooden door. A gust of wind rolled up behind them with gravel, raised their clothes, wiped their cheeks and rolled into the tower. Ye Qingxia and Han Sicheng raised their feet and walked into the tower. Almost the moment they walked into the tower, the vermilion lacquer wooden door behind them closed automatically. As like as two peas in the eight directions, the eight brilliant spirits of the tower are illuminated. From the perspective of the color, the eight doors are exactly the same. Although Ye Qingxia paid for three people to walk the tower, Han Sicheng is a dead man. Up to now, he can shout, "Ye Qingxia." This is her name. Ye Qingxia called her name for him and cried excitedly. The ferret in his arms is useless except sleeping. Without a clue, she decided to take a chance first. It really depends on luck. After ye Qingxia passes through the first door, the door shows "rest". A white light flashed, and ye Qingxia appeared in the middle of the first floor again. Because it was the lowest floor, there was no retreat, so there was no retreat“ Rest hurts du... "After ye Qingxia pulled out his finger, he speculated that the next door in the clockwise direction of the rest door is the life door. I don't know whether such calculation is right or not. So she walked towards the colored door of spiritual power, and Han Sicheng followed her. Sure enough, this is the birth gate, and she and Han Sicheng came to the second floor smoothly. This is a game to find students on each floor. If that's all, it's not difficult. Standing in the center of the second floor and looking at the eight doors in front of her, ye Qingxia can only close her eyes and continue to hit luck. This time, obviously unlucky, she went through a scenic door. The surrounding scene suddenly changed. It was a little dark around. There were cars parked around. It was in the underground parking garage! Ye Qingxia whispered in her heart that it was false. But as soon as I turned around, I saw Han Sicheng, who was wearing a white high-end custom shirt, looking at her affectionately. He took two steps towards her and put his hands around her waist. Ye Qingxia was suddenly covered. Han Sicheng's icy body unexpectedly had a temperature. She put her hands on his strong chest and heard her heartbeat like an eager drum“ Not just now. It's too perfunctory. " Han Sicheng said in a dumb voice over her head. He's alive? He's alive! Ye Qingxia looked at him with tears in her eyes. He came up with his eyes closed and dropped his thin lips. Ye Qingxia only felt that there was an electric current running all over her, and she had no strength at all. Her mind was in chaos, and the air in front of her seemed to have been sucked away... "Cluck..." (are you poisoned? Why is your heart beating so fast and your breath is strong?) Suddenly, the sound of the ferret's fullness woke her up. Ye Qingxia was surprised. It turned out that she had fallen into an illusion. Fortunately, the ferret is not human, but ye Qingxia still blushes. Han Sicheng was wearing a mask with a green face and fangs, and his eyes were empty. I really miss him“ Thank you! " At the critical moment, fortunately, the ferret was full and made a sound to remind her in time, otherwise she might be addicted to this view door until she failed to break through the tower. Ye Qingxia just woke up from the illusion, as if her dream had been forcibly awakened. She was still very sorry. After she withdrew from Jingmen, she calculated, found Shengmen and entered the third floor. And on the third floor, she walked into the dead door. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.

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