My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Hearing the man's words, Feng Xiaolang couldn't help shaking his eyebrows, leaned down, and looked at the carpet carefully. Although the red color on it was easy to fall off, it looked that it was indeed made of fine silk thread. He straightened up and looked at the carpet. He said, "This isn't a carpet, what else could it be?"

The man laughed a few times, and didn't answer Feng Xiaolang's question immediately, but took Feng Xiaolang's hand and continued to walk forward, asking, "How long do you think this corridor is?"

Feng Xiaolang looked at the distance, although candles were already lit in the long corridor, but the end was still very dark, and he couldn't see how far it was, so he thought for a while and said, "A few hundred meters?"

"No, the promenade we walked at first was only a dozen meters long, and what we are walking now is not a real promenade..."

Feng Xiaolang looked at the man suspiciously, "Could it be that when we went out, we walked into the illusion set up by others?" The man said that someone wanted to take advantage of the fire and secretly eat the two of them. If the candles in the house are all lit, then someone must be waiting for them carefully prepared.

The man looked at Feng Xiaolang evilly, raised his lips, nodded and said, "Your apprentice has really become smarter, I think even if we didn't take the initiative to come out of the guest room, the other party would find a way to lure us out of the guest room. "

"Then how long is this red carpet?" Feng Xiaolang accidentally tripped over his feet and looked back, only to find that the carpet behind them hadn't lengthened at all. In other words, they were just walking in place. The red area under his feet that was rubbed off just now is still under his feet.

Feng Xiaolang stopped the man on the spot, frowned and said, "Master, we didn't move forward at all."

The man hugged Feng Xiaolang into his arms, walked forward and said, "Look at the wall pillar next to you, it's not that we didn't move forward, but this red carpet is also moving forward with our steps. "

While the man was talking, he saw a dark thing half a person tall in front of him, mixed with the dim light in the corridor, it was extremely inconspicuous.

Feng Xiaolang saw the man stop, looked at him suspiciously and said, "Master?"

The man pointed to the front and said, "Do you know what this red carpet is now?"

Feng Xiaolang looked in the direction of the man's finger, and found that half-human tall and dark thing, he frowned to see what it was.

That black thing turned out to be a person kneeling on the ground with his upper body upright, and what they were stepping on was actually the other's hair. At this moment, Feng Xiaolang thought of the red that had been rubbed off, and only then did he think of the one that should be It is the human blood that was killed.

Feng Xiaolang got into the man's arms, hugged the man's neck, and wrapped his legs around the man's waist. The man thought it was funny when he saw Feng Xiaolang's action, and patted Feng Xiaolang's buttocks with a smile and said, " Disciple scared?"

Feng Xiaolang turned his head to look at the person kneeling on the ground, smacked his lips and said, "It's so disgusting..." Thinking that he was walking on the hair of a "person" just now, he felt chills.

Hearing Feng Xiaolang's words, the man laughed even louder, and it kept looping in the entire corridor, but this time the man didn't catch mana in his voice, so the man's voice was just looping in the corridor, but No damage was done.

The man's deep and melodious voice sounded slowly, "What is that disciple going to do," looked up at the "person" in front of him, and added, "Unless you don't use mana."

Feng Xiaolang slowly jumped off the man, squinted his eyes and said with a cute smile on his face, "Burn him on fire." After saying that, he took down the candle next to him, motioning to throw it on the ground.

"You have to be sure, you set this fire, we can still get out of the illusion." The man looked at Feng Xiaolang with an inexplicable smile on his face. Let it go on the carpet, or put it back intact.

Feng Xiaolang looked at the man sideways, and said with his mouth flattened, "Should we set it on fire?" Although he was asking the man, the candle in his hand had already been thrown out.

Regardless of the consequences, setting the fire was Feng Xiaolang's idea, no matter what the consequences were, Feng Xiaolang had decided to put the fire on.

The man's eyes followed the direction where the candle was thrown, and through the faint flame, he saw the man kneeling on the ground trying to pull back his hair in a panic. Since Feng Xiaolang wanted to set fire to it, he naturally let Feng Xiaolang have a good time.

Although the flame of the candle was very weak, and the other party's hair was still stained with human blood, the candle started to ignite with a "coaxing" sound as soon as it touched the other party's hair. The human blood did not hinder the fire, but became the best The fuel oil accelerates the speed of fire.

The man took Feng Xiaolang's arm and took a step back. He stood in a safe place and watched the fire engulf the other's hair, but the other party saw that his hair was burned, but he didn't stand up, and still knelt straight. It just changed from not making the slightest movement to shaking his head non-stop, beating with his hands, trying to put out the fire.

Feng Xiaolang crossed his arms, watched the sparks splashing in the air, smacked his lips and looked at the half-kneeling man and said, "Why doesn't he stand up?" If the kneeling person walks away and doesn't stand up knowing that there is danger, it means that there must be some secret where he is kneeling that cannot be known to others, and if Feng Xiaolang thinks about this secret, it must be a flaw in the illusion .

The man did not stop Feng Xiaolang, but followed behind Feng Xiaolang and "kindly" reminded, "Your apprentice can't cast spells, which exposed our knowledge of mana in advance."

Hearing the man's words, Feng Xiaolang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and his footsteps stopped slightly, and then he continued to walk forward in his own way. If the man said he couldn't cast spells, he wouldn't cast spells?No wonder, he must have cast a spell to kick the opponent.

The man knew what Feng Xiaolang was thinking, so he couldn't help shaking his head and smiled dotingly, took Feng Xiaolang's hand, walked quickly in front of the straight and kneeling person, raised his foot and kicked the other person in the head, of course the man kicked the other person Kicking a somersault didn't exert any magic power, just a simple kick.

Feng Xiaolang opened his mouth, and looked at the man in a daze, kicking him down so easily?

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