As soon as I put it on, I met a sickly man

The suction in the channel suddenly increased, as if countless invisible hands were tightly grasping their bodies, trying to drag them into the endless abyss.

The strong wind whistled past their ears, rustling their clothes and almost tearing them apart.

Ding Chen's face changed, he clenched his teeth, and clasped his hands tightly around the protruding stones on the wall of the passage. His knuckles turned white and his veins bulged.

Xiaoxuan screamed and her body slid backwards uncontrollably. Ding Chen was quick-witted and grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his side.

Xiaoxuan's face was full of fear, and she held Ding Chen's arm tightly, as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.

Youruo and Yingyue also felt this powerful suction. They tried to resist it with their own strength, but found that the suction was far beyond their imagination.

Youruo's flute music became rapid and sharp, trying to control the suction force, but the flute music was like a drop in the ocean, without any effect at all.

A faint light flickered around Yingyue's body, but she was also pulled by the suction force, her face pale, and fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

Elder Gu stood in the middle of the passage, his brow furrowed, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

He carefully observed the surrounding environment, as if looking for a solution.

He said in a deep voice: "This suction seems to be related to the light at the end of the passage. We must find a way to control this suction, otherwise..."

"Ah!" Ding Chen groaned. His hands were scratched by the sharp stones on the wall of the passage, and blood flowed through his fingers...

Ding Chen groaned, feeling a tearing pain in the palm of his hand. Warm liquid slid down his palm and dripped onto the dark floor of the passage, and was instantly swallowed up.

He clenched his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, but he still held the stone tightly, refusing to let go even a little.

His arms were shaking, his muscles tense as if they would break at any moment.

Xiaoxuan's heart suddenly tightened. She could feel Ding Chen's pain and see the determination in his eyes.

She held Ding Chen's arm tightly, her fingertips were cold, but conveyed a firm strength.

She wanted to say something, but her throat was choked with sobs. She could only look at Ding Chen with eyes full of worry and heartache.

The situation of Youruo and Yingyue was not optimistic either. Their bodies were pulled by the suction and were almost stuck to the wall of the passage.

Youruo's flute music became more and more rapid, as if accusing the ruthless suction, but also revealing her inner fear.

The light on Yingyue's body flickered, as if silently fighting against the suction.

Just when everyone was almost in despair, Xiaoxuan suddenly thought of something. She jerked her head up, "Wait!" she said hastily, "Although this suction force is strong, it has a direction! We might be able to use this direction and the surrounding airflow to increase our forward momentum!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then a glimmer of hope ignited in their eyes.

Elder Gu just said that how to use it still needs careful consideration.

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At this moment, the suction force in the passage seemed to have undergone a subtle change, and everyone's bodies swayed slightly...

"Did you feel it..." Yingyue hesitated, his eyes fixed on the depths of the passage.

The suction force is like a naughty child, sometimes caressing gently, sometimes violently raging.

It was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, unpredictable, like an invisible giant hand trying to manipulate them in its palm.

The stone walls of the passage began to tremble, emitting a low humming sound, as if they were under tremendous pressure.

Ding Chen clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his arms were knotted into lumps, as hard as steel.

He adjusted the angle of his body, trying to find the weak point of suction, concentrating his strength on one point to resist the powerful pull.

Xiaoxuan clung close to Ding Chen, using her body to support him, while observing the changes in the surrounding airflow, looking for the best breakthrough point.

The sound of Youruo's flute is sometimes high-pitched and passionate, and sometimes low and gentle, as if it is engaged in a silent contest with the suction.

Her fingertips danced rapidly on the flute holes, trying to control this violent energy with the power of music.

The light on Yingyue's body flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if it would go out at any time.

She closed her eyes tightly, silently mobilized the strength in her body, and fought a desperate battle against the suction.

Elder Gu stood as steady as a rock in the middle of the passage. He stretched out his hands, feeling the change in suction, with wisdom glittering in his eyes.

He kept adjusting everyone's positions and postures, directing them to fight against the suction.

The air in the passage became thinner and thinner, and breathing became difficult.

Everyone's faces turned pale, sweat slid down their foreheads, dripping onto the ground in the passage, and was instantly swallowed by the suction force.

Finally, with everyone's concerted efforts, the suction began to weaken.

They seized the opportunity and sprinted forward.

A dazzling light appeared at the end of the passage, like the dawn of hope, illuminating the road ahead of them.

They rushed out of the passage and the view suddenly opened up.

The bright sunshine shines on my body, making me feel warm and comfortable.

The fresh air blows in my face, carrying the fragrance of earth and flowers.

They successfully escaped from the mysterious space!

"We succeeded!" Xiaoxuan cheered with a bright smile on her face.

Ding Chen also breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body finally relaxed.

Youruo and Yingyue smiled at each other, and Elder Gu nodded with satisfaction, a kind smile on his face.

They stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the beautiful scenery below.

In the distance are rolling hills, and nearby is a tree-lined village.

A breeze blows by, bringing coolness.

They fully enjoyed the joy of victory and felt the deeper friendship between each other.

However, when they returned to the village, they found that it was empty, the doors of the houses were open, some daily necessities were scattered on the ground, and there was a strange smell in the air, as if it had just experienced a catastrophe.

In the distant sky, dark clouds, lightning and thunder were flashing, foreshadowing the coming of a new storm.