The other party did not chase in, and disappeared into the darkness again.

Perhaps, return to the original position, to guard this piece of world.

This made Ye Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

This thing can't be smashed or crushed. If it keeps entangled, Ye Fan feels that he can be consumed to death!

"call"

"Comfortable."

Getting rid of that difficult thing, and more importantly, leaving the darkness where you can't see your fingers, Ye Fan's mood is undoubtedly much better.

"But what exactly is this place?"

After a short rest, Ye Fan looked at the surroundings for the first time.

Surrounded by smooth and flat bluestone, a long corridor continues to extend forward.

However, the promenade here is much more spacious, and four or five people walking side by side will not feel crowded.

On both sides of the corridor, there are closed doors.

They are all black wooden doors.

The years have left traces of vicissitudes on them.

There is a lamp on both sides of each wooden door.

It's like the Changxin Palace Lantern in the ancient imperial palace in hot summer.

The fire flickered, and the lamp oil burned slowly.

No one knows how many years the lamps here have been burning.

Looking at the scene around him, Ye Fan had an illusion.

That feeling is like walking in an ancient alley in the hot summer.

A house built of bluestone, a gate made of ebony, and two oil lamps hanging at the gate.

The only difference is the deathly darkness around.

"Ci'ao!"

"Couldn't I be dead?"

Ye Fan panicked.

It really feels like entering hell.

When the door is opened, there are ghosts after death floating in the room.

But why can't I hear a little sound?

Even if he really went to hell, there should be screams of ghosts.

Driven by curiosity, Ye Fan tried to open the nearest door. JrNovels.com