Ling Xiaozi said, and quickly walked towards the secret door.

It seems that it is only one step away, but you can touch the secret door just by raising your hand.

Yan Wu, who had moved outside the secret door, reached out and pressed his hand on the switch of the secret door.

She looked at Ling Xiaozi, and Ling Xiaozi also looked at her.

She had no expression on her face, her eyes were unraveled, and she didn't even have any gloating.

But Ling Xiaozi's eyes were filled with anxiety and fear.

The secret door closed silently and locked Ling Xiaozi inside.

He begged, "No, don't do this, Xiaowu, Xiaowu..."

Once closed from the outside, people inside will never be able to leave the place no matter what.

And this place is very soundproof, which is called "the world is not effective every day".

He was also injured, and blood was flowing from the wound.

If, if he is not treated in time, he will not dare to think about it...

Ling Xiaozi's voice was quickly locked into a secret door.

Yan Wu looked at the secret door closed, turned sideways slightly, leaning his shoulder against the wall to rest.

Her eyes were wide open, not daring to close her eyes, for fear that she would never open it again if she closed her eyes.

Behind her was the other half of the wooden thorns that pierced her body.

Even if you want to sit down and rest or take a breath, it won't work.

Outside the secret door is a long steep slope.

You can vaguely see a white light at the end of the steep slope.

Yan Wu did not rest, so she slowly continued to walk towards the entrance of the cave.

She walked very slowly, and almost moved every step, holding on to the wall next to her with her hands, almost as if she was both hands and feet.

The heat on the body is passing by little by little.

When I was lying on the wooden thorns before, although Yan Wu felt the blood flowing, the feeling was long, without the passing of time, just the blunt and sluggish pain.

But from the moment she started moving, the pain was so heart-wrenching that it hurt like a heart-wrenching and skinning.

Her head was buzzing, and she could no longer think extra except for the pain.

But she was filled with anger, a breath that made her unwilling to stop.

She couldn't stop, she thought, she had to go out.

The ancestor said that she had a death disaster this time, and if she could not survive, her soul would be scattered and she would never be reincarnated and would never be reincarnated and lived in this world.

Yes, but if she survives, she will soar in the sky without any setbacks.

She wrote to the ancestors' words.

She originally thought that even if she couldn't get over it, it would be fine. She lay an egg for her ancestors or find a partner for her. In this way, even if she was so scared, her ancestors would not live alone in this world.

But now, the egg has not been born yet, and the ancestors’ object has not been found.

She can't die! She can't die!

This thought supported her body like steel bars and iron bones, making her move forward step by step, even if it hurts like she could die in the next moment, even if she felt that death was a kind of relief, she gritted her teeth and did not let herself be free.

Getting closer to the exit.

The thorny light was really burning.

She subconsciously closed her eyes, trying to cover her eyes with a strip of cloth, but thinking that it would take a lot of extra effort to pull the strip of cloth, she gave up the idea again.

Fortunately, she walked very slowly, which also gave her time to adapt to the light.

The slope is not very steep, but it is very difficult for her to walk. The more she walks, the more she feels that the slope is like a vertical ninety-degree slope, and it is difficult to climb the sky every time she raises her feet.

Every time I raise my foot, I will pump the air conditioner in pain in every part of my body that was pricked by wood.
Chapter completed!