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Chapter 566 The Lost Memory of the Collapsed Immortal Cultivation Plane (12)

Darkness, endless darkness.

Luo Qinghuan was falling rapidly in the darkness, facing Heiying's approaching every step of the way, Luo Qinghuan had no choice but to agree to him, but Heiying threw her here.

This is an empty space, Luo Qinghuan can't feel the slightest aura, she has been falling, and after an unknown amount of time, her body is wrapped by a soft object.

The eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and the light was dazzling, Luo Qinghuan squinted subconsciously, and only after her eyes got used to the light did she see the scene in front of her clearly.

There is a huge pit in front of you, with red clouds floating on the pit, and inside the pit is a sea of ​​flames. Countless chains protrude from the red clouds above your head and fall into the sea of ​​flames. The red flames are burning like a giant beast. He opened his bloody mouth, as if he was going to devour her in the next moment, and looked away from the sea of ​​flames and fell to his feet, only to see that the ground under his feet had turned scorched red, and the flames had already licked her arm without paying attention. Luo Qinghuan backed away extremely quickly, but the flames still burned her clothes, and half of her sleeves instantly turned into ashes

"here it is……"

The sea of ​​fire in front of her was familiar to Luo Qinghuan, but when she tried to reveal the memory about the sea of ​​fire, she felt a sharp pain in her head.

"From here, jump down."

Holding her head, Luo Qinghuan heard the deep and hoarse voice of the black shadow, but there was a sea of ​​flames in front of her, and she would definitely die if she jumped down. Luo Qinghuan was not a fool, how could she jump as soon as she said she wanted to, and immediately showed a gesture of rejection .

Pulling out the sword to protect herself, Luo Qinghuan quickly stepped back to distance herself from the black shadow beside her. When the black shadow confronted her, she kept observing her surroundings, hoping to find a way to escape. The only thing that can escape is the red cloud above the head.

I came down from there, and I must be able to get out from there.

"You must go down."

Seeing Luo Qinghuan take out the sword, Soi Ying snorted coldly. Although he couldn't see his expression, Luo Qinghuan could imagine the sarcasm on Soi Ying's face at this moment. With his strength, he would not take Luo Qing at all. Huan put it in the eyes.

If there was a fight with Heiying here, Luo Qinghuan would not be sure of winning at all. Since the strength of the two was so disparate, why didn't Heiying just throw her down, and insisted on forcing her to let her jump by herself.

"Let me jump down, isn't it to let me die? In this case, I am still willing to fight with you. It is better to die under your hands than to die in the sea of ​​fire!"

"Death?" Heiying seemed to have heard a very funny thing, he exaggeratedly shook his body and laughed, "Gu Qinghuan, it's not so easy for you to want to die!"

While speaking, the black shadow suddenly floated into the air, and a faint white light slowly appeared under the black shadow. The white light was shrouded in a coma. Xueyin, holding back her desire to rush over, Luo Qinghuan bit her lips.

"Don't hurt Xueyin."

"Okay, as long as you jump from here."

"it is good."

What Soi Ying meant—is it okay to jump off by himself?
Luo Qinghuan gritted her teeth, she had already tasted her own blood, and her mouth was full of blood at this moment.

"You want me to go down, what to do?"

"Go down—find someone."

……

The wind was blowing in my ears.

Luo Qinghuan was submerged in the crimson sea of ​​flames. She was ready to face the burning pain, but after jumping off, she didn't feel any pain at all. On the contrary, she seemed to be immersed in a hot spring. Everyone was in a relaxed state, and the flame in the center of the sea of ​​fire gently touched her skin, like her closest lover.

Closing her eyes and opening them again, Luo Qinghuan found herself lying on a road paved with black spirit stones, and the flame just now seemed to have never appeared before.

Getting up from the ground, only the half of the sleeve on the arm reminded her that everything just now was not a dream. Luo Qinghuan looked towards the end of the road, and a faint light at the end pointed her in the direction. Subconsciously, Luo Qinghuan Lift your feet and walk towards the light.

The road paved with spirit stones reminded Luo Qinghuan of the room in the cave made of spirit stones, but the black spirit stones here had already absorbed all the spirit energy, and the lines on the spirit stones all pointed in one direction - light place.

Luo Qinghuan took every step very carefully. The closer she got to the light, the faster her heart beat. The originally weak light spot gradually expanded, revealing a person's body.

It was a man dressed in black, with his head bowed, his messy silver hair covering his entire face, his body was tightly bound by iron chains hanging from the air, two of which passed through His shoulder blades anchored his body in a cross behind his back.

The iron chain had already been burned dark red by the flames, and the cloth on his chest was burned several times, revealing pale and scarred skin. The man seemed to have struggled violently before, and many of the wounds strangled by the iron chain were new. What's more, Luo Qinghuan couldn't tell whether the iron chain on his wound was red from the flames or from the man's blood.

This is the person Soi Ying asked her to find, and helped this man break free from the chain, but can Luo Qinghuan really do what Soi Ying couldn't do?
I can only try it.

Looking at the man in front of her, Luo Qinghuan couldn't bear it. She reached out and touched the iron chain on the man's chest. Under the influence of the ice spirit root, the hot iron chain gradually lowered its temperature, but it was not enough. Ordinary people still couldn't bear it, so Luo Qinghuan had no choice but to continue sending spiritual power to the iron chain.

The spiritual power slowly moved along the iron chain, and was absorbed by the man as many as possible. Gradually, Luo Qinghuan's spiritual power rushed towards the man uncontrollably.

If this continues, her spiritual power will be exhausted!

Realizing that something was wrong, Luo Qinghuan quickly withdrew his hands, but the sound of metal rubbing suddenly sounded in his ears, and then a big bloody hand grabbed Luo Qinghuan's arm suddenly.

It's a man's hand, the man is about to wake up!
Luo Qinghuan screamed in shock, and hurriedly backed away, but the strength of that hand was so great that Luo Qinghuan couldn't break free at all, and could only watch helplessly as the unconscious man with his head lowered all the time raised his head slowly. Come.

Under the silver messy hair, there was a face with staggered scars, and a pair of blood-red, beast-like eyes, staring closely at Luo Qinghuan in front of him.

Under the man's gaze, Luo Qinghuan did not dare to breathe.

After an unknown amount of time, the man slowly raised his head. His complexion was extremely fair, and it was precisely because of his fair skin that the intertwined scars on his face became even more terrifying. His chapped lips had turned a deep purple, which was hard to detect. The dark fragrance mixed with a strong smell of blood rushed towards Luo Qinghuan.

"Gu, Qing, Huan?"

A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded in Luo Qinghuan's ears.

(End of this chapter)