Douluo's choice between light and darkness

A sudden cough broke the silence of this passage.

The old man's voice came leisurely.

"Follow me, as long as you pass this road, my warehouse will be there."

But whether you can pass is another question.

The old man holding the oil lamp held the oil lamp in the armrest again, with an elusive light hidden in his deep eyes.

...

Before Dongfangxin and Na'er could respond, the old man walked forward on his own.

"Da da da."

The rhythmic footsteps echoed in the passage for a long time, like a drifting soul narrating a so-called sad story.

The old man seemed oblivious to the question of whether they could keep up.

Dongfangxin and Na'er had no choice but to keep up.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and this passage still hadn't come to an end.

"How much longer?"

Na'er was obviously feeling dissatisfied.But she still held back the idea of ​​asking the old man.

At the same time, there is finally some light in the passage that was originally invisible.

Milky-yellow light shot in from the round arch-shaped exit, which made some tired Na'er and Dongfang Xin involuntarily cheered up.Qiang pulled himself together and continued to follow the old man who had been keeping a distance from them and walked towards the exit.

But this seemingly close exit seems to be far away in the sky. No matter how the three of them walk, the visual sense of distance has not weakened in the slightest.

The old man who has been walking in front has not made a sound, and has been walking tirelessly forward with the oil lamp in his hand.

But Na'er and Dongfang Xin gradually realized that something was wrong.

In the eyes of Dongfang Xin, the light from the oil lamp seemed to be getting dimmer and dimmer.At this moment, the figure of the old man is also like the decorations seen in the store before, slowly beginning to blur.

"Master, where are we going?"

Dongfangxin stood where he was, Gouyu in his eyes turned wildly.

The old man was clearly wasting their energy.Dongfangxin has already discovered the problem: this channel is slowly consuming their soul power.Even if it's insignificant, it's because of the long time. According to Dongfang Xin's perception, his current soul power is only [-]% left.In just a few hours, with ten tails as a charging treasure, his soul power was consumed so much.

No matter how stupid Dongfang Xin is, he should know that this old man is not a good person.

.........

Sure enough, just as Dongfang Xin said, the old man's blurry figure disappeared immediately, and the oil lamp that provided the dim light also went out.In Nuo Da's passage, only Na'er and Dongfang Xin were left holding each other's hand tightly.

The old man's praise came out of the air.

"Haha, I still thought you would follow my clone forever."

The old man's deep voice stopped abruptly, followed by a roar full of madness, "Have a good understanding of the power of my martial soul, but I believe you can survive the danger ahead, otherwise it would be too boring , right, Miss Na'er..."

"What, Na'er???"

Dongfang Xin asked from above where the voice came from, but only his own echo responded to him.

"Na'er?"

Dongfangxin now felt that Na'er's smooth and soft hands were constantly shriveling.Since there was no light source in the passage, Dongfangxin couldn't see Na'er's face clearly, so he could only ask Na'er tentatively.

"Woo, woo..."

However, his only response was a roar similar to that of a wild animal.

"Na'er, what's wrong with you?"

Dongfang Xin sent her away vigilantly. He had been holding Na'er's hand tightly.