Quickly wear the Lord God's tender and sweet pet

Others who reached the second level were not so lucky.

The second level of illusion cannot be deciphered by ordinary people.

Ming Yuchuan and Ruan Qingzhou quickly reached the third level.

The third level was still pitch black, but Ruan Qingzhou was very cautious this time.

He grabbed the corner of Ming Yuchuan's clothes, afraid of getting separated from him.

But they were halfway there, almost reaching the third level, and still hadn't encountered any danger.

Ruan Qingzhou couldn't help but speak out: "Why is it so quiet? We are almost out of the third level."

Ming Yuchuan frowned, "There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary."

as predicted.

After he said this, a cold wind blew around him, as if to confirm what he said.

However, until they came out of the third level, they encountered no other danger except for a gust of wind.

"Why is this level so easy?" Ruan Qingzhou found it a little unbelievable.

Ming Yuchuan waved his hand when he heard this. The third level is actually the most dangerous.

"Okay, let's go through the fourth level first, and then rest after this level."

"Okay." Ruan Qingzhou responded.

They walked through a long corridor and came to the dense woods.

It was very quiet around them, with only the rustling sound of the fallen leaves as they walked.

But the silence made Ruan Qingzhou more cautious, "Is there a snake?" His voice trembled.

"Hi~his~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard some movement around him.

Ruan Qingzhou looked from a distance as the sound came. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but when he did, he was almost scared to death.

"Help..." He had just uttered a word when Ming Yuchuan covered his mouth with his hand.

He put his other hand to his mouth to silence Ruan Qingzhou.

On a tree not far away, dozens of king cobras were entangled and lying on the ground.

But the snake just looked at them for a few seconds and then flew away.

Ruan Qingzhou also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Afraid of becoming lunch for these snakes.

When the two of them walked out of the fourth level, Ruan Qingzhou felt like he was dreaming.

He didn't become the snake's lunch!

"What's wrong with those snakes? Why didn't they attack us?" Ruan Qingzhou asked curiously.

"Do you still remember the third level?" Ming Yuchuan asked back.

"Remember, there is only black fog and nothing else."

"There is a scent on the black fog that can excite snakes. If we are contaminated by it, we will surely die. This is the cunning part of the third level."

"But why did those snakes ignore us?"

Ming Yuchuan patiently explained, "I noticed something strange when I passed the third level, and I put down the protective shield in advance, so you and I can be safe."

Ruan Qingzhou finally understood, and after a while he spoke, "Shouldn't we warn others?"

"It's too late." Ming Yuchuan said and sat on the ground to rest.

Ruan Qingzhou's mouth twitched, "You obviously knew it in advance." He lowered his eyelids, as if with a little self-blame, "Why didn't you tell others?"

Ming Yuchuan frowned and stared at him coldly, "What does their life or death have to do with me?"

Ruan Qingzhou shuddered subconsciously, as if a cold air was surrounding him.

Ruan Qingzhou found it a little funny. It was already difficult for someone like Ming Yuchuan to help him.

He actually wanted him to help others?

And he is in no position to help others.

After figuring it out, Ruan Qingzhou sat on the ground dejectedly, and didn't dare to make trouble for Ming Yuchuan again.

Ming Yuchuan reached into his pocket and took out some dry food, split it in half, and threw one half to the person next to him.

Ruan Qingzhou took it subconsciously, and when he saw it was a pancake, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he forgot his previous unhappiness.

He stuffed the cake into his mouth without thinking.

He didn't have breakfast in the morning because he got up late. Now half a day has passed, and he was already starving after the fear he had suffered all morning.

Ming Yuchuan didn't look at him. He put away the cake in his hand, stretched out his hand and conjured up a set of tea set out of thin air.

He poured himself a cup of tea.

As the aroma of tea entered his throat, he felt less tired.

The corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up into a faint arc.

This was secretly given to him by his master before he left.

The scent of tea can make his fatigue disappear.