I, the first son, became a woman

I, the first son, became a woman Chapter 717

Even baring his teeth and cursing under his breath.

But she knows better.

I can only go one way to the dark.

Sighing, Xia Juan rested for a while before standing up again.

"Huh... let's go..."

He curled his lips, as if talking to the air.

Xia Juan turned his head and moved forward, Ye Ning quickly followed after seeing this.

The two continued to move towards the other end of the ladder.

I just don't know what is hidden in the light at the end this time.

Step by step, until suddenly I saw something in front of my eyes.

In an instant, Xia Juan and Ye Ning came to their senses, speeded up, and ran to the stairs in front of them.

"It's a corpse!"

Yeoning steps forward and crouches down.

He easily turned the skeleton on the ground over.

The skeleton turned around, revealing its distressed appearance.

His clothes were weather-beaten and disfigured.

There is also a thick layer of dust accumulated on it.

So when Ye Ning touched it lightly, it was dusty for a while, making people hardly dare to breathe, and coughed for a while.

"Ahem...damn..."

Covering his mouth and nose, Xia Juan took a few steps back.

She squinted her eyes at the skeleton on the ground, couldn't help being suspicious for a while, and frowned.

"But... how come there are skeletons on this ladder?"

"Could it be that there are people who came here like us."

"But couldn't stand this endless road, lost hope, and died here?!"

"Ah."

Listening to Xia Juan's guess, Ye Ning nodded.

"possible."

As he nodded, he held his breath to prevent the flying dust from entering his body.

Ye Ning frowned, and carefully flipped the crumpled clothes on the skeleton, which could be torn apart with a slight pull.

Open up the covering items on the chest.

Suddenly, a sign that Xia Juan and Ye Ning are somewhat familiar with appeared!

"Huh?! This is..."

Ye Ning narrowed his eyes for a moment, and moved his head closer.

Beside him, Xia Juan also had sharp eyes at the same time, put down his palm covering his mouth and nose, hurried to Ye Ning, and crouched down.

"Isn't this the symbol of the Sun Sect?!"

Xia Juan stretched out his hand and blew away the layer of dust on it.

Sure enough, when the dust dissipated, a pattern similar to the Sun Sect's flag was revealed.

"It doesn't look much different from the Peugeot of the Sun Sect."

Nodding thoughtfully, Ye Ning analyzed carefully.

"But upon closer inspection, there are some differences in details."

"So it must have been a few years since this person entered here."

"If that's the case, then..."

It stopped abruptly for a while.

Ye Ning waved away the dust in front of his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Xia Juan, I don't think it's the first time that a member of the Sun Sect went into the bottom of the well without following the words of their ancestors!"

"This person should be a disciple of the Sun Sect a long time ago, or even an elder, the suzerain!"

"He must have also become curious about the bottom of the well, so he came down without authorization and came here by chance."

"Then……"

Letting go of his hand, Ye Ning raised his head subconsciously, looking at the tall stairs little by little.

"And then in this desperate physical and mental torment, completely discouraged and pessimistic, the heart dies, and the person dies."

Heart to death.

People, or die.

Blinking his eyes lightly, he stood up thoughtfully.

Xia Juan curled his lips and sighed.

"When the heart dies, the person also dies."

"But it's dying, isn't it enough to survive?"

Suddenly there was a snort, and suddenly he smiled.

Xia Juan shook his head, kicked the skeleton down, and fell into the abyss under the stairs.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let's go..."

Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the endless stairs again.

The body repeats again and again, and at the end it almost makes Xia Juan feel that he is just a walking dead, just a puppet.

When the heart dies, the person also dies.

But when the heart is dead, there will be no pain and no fear.

Won't you be tired?

After all, my heart is dead.

A person is just a shell.

A zombie without any emotion, without any thinking, without any vitality.

And now.

Xia Juan felt like a zombie.

She is forgetting herself.

Forget about your own mind.

Let yourself maintain a kind of "complete emptiness".

Like the Buddhist venerable who has knelt down for a hundred years and suddenly realized the Tao.

In this silence, the surroundings seem to fall into the repetition of darkness.

Blinking, but in a blink of an eye, several days passed.

Xia Juan and Ye Ning unknowingly came before a ball of light again.

Only now.

Whether it is Xia Juan or Ye Ning, both of them are not in a hurry, they seem to have completely calmed down.

Dao, is it for enlightenment?

I mean, but for goods?

Letting out a foul breath, he slowly closed and opened his eyes.

Xia Juan nodded, and finally stretched out his palm gently into the light again.

This adds up to a total of more than ten days of progress.

Every moment feels meaningless, with no end in sight and no hope in sight.

And now.

With all of this, what is ushered in? !

Boom!

A huge shock suddenly swept over.

Xia Juan and Ye Ning staggered a few steps back uncontrollably, and stumbled back to the second ladder.

"what?!"

In an instant, there was a ray of light in front of him, piercing Changhong.

Xia Juan couldn't open his eyes, he could only raise his arms to block the light from blinding his eyes.

But suddenly there was a deafening sound in the ears.

In an instant, Xia Juan and Ye Ning raised their heads.

I saw that light dissipate and gather together.

Bang!

Suddenly a beam of light pierced the sky and pierced the earth, turning the world around.

Suddenly, the sky exploded, and the flag stood upright!

Chapter 702

"you……"

"finally come……"

The deep voice was like an immemorial Hong Zhong, which surged with a bang, causing ripples.

"Who?!"

The light is constantly softening, and it is no longer so glaring.

Xia Juan lowered his arms.

Only then did he realize that Ye Ning was covering half of his body in front of him, and he had already put down his five fingers that were covering him.

Regardless of Ye Ning or something else.

Confused, Xia Juan raised his head in confusion and looked towards the source of the voice.

I don't know when.

That was the place of light, the end of the stairs.

A door gathered like a glazed cover shone with colorful colors, swallowing something bit by bit.

Above the glass-like gate.

An illusory figure stood with his hands behind his back, not angry and majestic.

The phantom is already blurred, and it doesn't look very clear.

But Xia Juan took a closer look and saw a simple outline.

The man looked about five or sixty years old.

White hair, white eyebrows and white beard.

With every gesture, the old man gave people a sense of oppression and dominance.