"Save me?" A low-pitched female voice sounded in the empty room, like a vapor that could not touch the ground or reach the sky.

"What are you doing to save me? Cough..."

It felt like I hadn't spoken for a long time, and my throat felt uncomfortable after talking too much at once. I started to cough and wheeze, and the scratchy accent seemed to hurt my lungs.

Yin Lanfang moved her fingers and said simply: "I have my own way."

"I don't believe you."

Yin Lanfang raised her eyebrows and stared at her quietly for a while, then said: "In this case, I can let you go first."

He squatted on the ground, pulled out three palm-long thin needles from the soles of his shoes, and focused his eyes on the iron rope hanging her.

bite--

The iron cable head deflected, and the lock axis made a clicking sound. There were several rectangular and hollow holes in the middle of the lock plate to hold the two iron plates for fixation. As long as the axis center was moved away, the lock plate would not be able to fix it. , you can loosen it.

However, the first blow was just to test the position, and the locked lock was not opened.

Yin Lanfang listened to the sound and identified the position, and injected another needle.

bite--

The lock axis shifted one inch again, the locked lock tilted to one side, and the iron rod holding the lock plate slid out halfway.

Yin Lanfang was finally convinced and shot the last shot without hesitation.

bite--

The lock axis fell to the ground with a clang, and the long round iron rolled down several times. Finally, the locked lock could not be closed, and fell into two pieces.

The lock of the torture instrument opened in response, but the locked girl's arms were unable to support her and she fell directly to the ground.

Yin Lanfang likes to study all kinds of instruments, such as musical instruments, torture tools, and craftsmen's tools. Therefore, the structure of this type of torture lock is very transparent to him, and he can open it with his eyes closed.

"Can we say it now?" Yin Lanfang looked at her embarrassed appearance and was indifferent.

The girl fell to the ground, moved her shoulder blades, and then slowly stretched her upper body.

She gave a dumb laugh, without understanding what it meant, and then climbed to the edge of the cage with her hands and feet at a very fast speed, dragging a long bloody ribbon along the way. At first glance, it looked a bit like a scene where an evil ghost was seeking his life.

Yin Lanfang didn't understand why she had to crawl over so hard, but she didn't say a word and just looked down at her expressionlessly.

It took her some time to crawl over, but she was so tired that she stayed there for a long time without moving. After a long time, a weak and smiling voice came from under her hair: "I have no strength. Can you lower your head and speak..."

"Can you?" was a question, but it was much more polite than when she shouted "Go away" before. It seemed that she was a person who knew how to "eat people with soft lips and use soft hands with others."

Yin Lanfang assessed her current physical condition and found that she had it. He lifted his robe and knelt down.

But unexpectedly, a hand plated with the luster of white jade reached out from the darkness. When it reached his line of sight, he felt a shadow flicker, and someone pulled him closer by the collar. A pale face approached him, and their breaths intertwined. A pair of dark and quiet eyes stared at him.

There is no rancid smell of blood as expected, but a faint cold fragrance of clear lotus.

Inexplicably, Yin Lanmang became a little distracted.

This feeling seems to be similar.

He heard her whisper in his ear, solemnly, but still with an inexplicable smile.

"If you save me, I won't leave you here alone. I will take you away."

——

As soon as the scene changed, Yin Lanfang found that she had left the dark cage without knowing when, and then came to an even more absurd and bizarre place.

He was being dragged along by the girl he had saved. The girl was wearing a blood-stained dark dress, with a slender waist, and her belt was flying in the wind. Her black hair was smoothed by the wind and flowed down like ink, with lotus fragrance on her ears. Yingbai.

They ran on a long black road, with red lanterns stretching out on both sides, and a red archway at the end, similar to the torii of a shrine, which looked like a door from a distance.

His hand was held tightly by the girl. It was slightly cold, not much warm, lower than his. He had never been close to anyone, so he was not used to other people's temperature, but being held by such a pair of hands, it seemed that What kind of conflict arises?

It was probably because her hand was so small that it only held his finger. If he wanted to break free, he only needed to twitch slightly.

He calmed down and finally took his hand out.

But soon, he was caught again by the girl's backhand, this time with a slightly stronger force.

She gasped and said: "Don't let go, or you will be trapped here forever!"

Yin Lanfang refused to run away anymore and said, "Where is this again?"

When she saw that he was stubborn, she turned around and smiled ferociously: "This is a place for dead people."

Yin Lanfang was startled, as if she understood but not as if she understood.

But as soon as the girl finished speaking, from the corner of his eye, he saw translucent black figures slowly floating in the dark corridor beside them. They rose up and down, exuding an ominous aura. They had no face, no hands, and were empty. The sky floated towards their position.

Yin Lanfang's eyes widened slightly, as this was the first time she saw such a strange scene.

"Walk!"

The girl also saw it, but her strength was in vain, causing her to stagger, and she couldn't help but start running after her again.

"Go, where?"

After running for a long time without stopping, it was really suitable for his physique. He felt that his breathing was so short that his chest began to hurt.

"There is a boundary gate in front of us. As long as we pass through it, they will not be able to do anything to us." The girl's calm voice was cut into chaos by the wind.

"Hold on a little longer."

Yin Lanfang's sweat kept falling, soaking his clothes. As he ran, he listened to the rustling sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground. He felt the fine beads of sweat filling his forehead little by little, and then he let the sweat flow quietly on his back.

Huh-huh-

His heavy breathing almost drowned out other sounds, and even his vision began to become blurry. He looked up at the sky above, the gloomy blue sky, without stars or moon, only enveloped in a heavy twilight mist of death. This The only light in the world is the ominous, gloomy red light that shines on them.

I have never been so embarrassed, and I have never been so tired that I want to fall down. This experience is a kind of desperate experience that Yin Lanfang has never experienced before at her age and in this position.

His legs were already weak, as if he was about to fall down. His mouth was wide open, his nose was stretched out uncomfortably, his eyes were black, and his chest felt extremely tight. If he ran any further, he felt that he might not be able to breathe.

So he stopped, even though those demons and demons were about to get close to him, he still broke away from the girl's hand, holding his knees and breathing heavily.

"Can't stop!"

The girl suddenly turned around, her black hair was like blood, and her eyes were filled with a cold color.

Her chest was also rising and falling violently. She led him to run along the way, but she actually used more strength than he did.

"I, I can't run anymore..."

Yin Lanfang slapped away the hand she extended, with red eyes: "You can go by yourself!"

The girl was stunned for a moment. She stroked her red hand and gritted her teeth.

"You stupid donkey, what stupid things are you talking about!"

She cursed loudly.

And Yin Lanfang was scolded by her again, but he didn't feel strange. She was already fierce, and he knew it from the first meeting.

At this time, a force lifted up his weak body. He narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his head, only to find that he was being carried on someone's back.

"What...are you doing?" he blurted out.

The girl's voice broke through everything and said with a deafening voice: "I have said before that if you save me, I will not let you here alone. You are mine. If you want to die, then die here." On me!"

When Yin Lanfang heard this, she was dumbfounded.

This is the first time that I have been labeled as belonging to someone.

As the young master of the Yin family of the Yin Yang Sect, he was born to be above everyone. He has always been supported and looked up to by others. It can be said that many people belong to him and depend on him, but he never belongs to anyone. His path I have always been walking alone, with no one to rely on.

So he has long forgotten that he is also a human being, he is not a god, and there will be a day when he is powerless and vulnerable.

It turns out that being protected and held tightly by someone is such an uncomfortable, strange and relieved feeling.

Yin Lanfang half-covered his eyelashes, and gradually moved his arms towards the girl's neck. He did not struggle, he did not refuse, he had never been a person who followed the old etiquette of the world.

Bumping on the girl's back, Yin Lanfang was finally able to take a breath, and he had enough time to think about the problem. "What are these? Why are they chasing us?"

As she ran forward, the red light from the lantern kept passing over the girl's snow-white cheeks. Her face was bright and silent, like the demonized gods and Buddhas in the ancient temple, half evil and half compassionate.

Yin Lanfang looked sideways at her, slightly absent-minded.

"Have you ever heard of the City of Wasted Death?" The girl gasped.

It took Yin Lanfang a while to react.

He raised his eyebrows: "Is this the City of Wasted Death?"

In order to save her physical strength, a girl will not reply to some nonsense if she can.

"Then I'm dead?" Yin Lanfang said blankly.

"No, we are not dead yet." The girl said firmly: "As long as we escape from that boundary monument, we can all survive."

"Really?" Yin Lanfang followed her gaze and looked at the boundary monument ahead that seemed not far away but could not be touched.

He tightened his arm strength a little more and hugged the girl tightly.

"If you say you won't abandon me, then I... will believe you."

At this time, more black shadows slowly appeared in front of them, and the thick fog barrier seemed to block their way.
To be continued...