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There was no sound coming from outside the door. It was so quiet that it made people's scalps tingle.

I firmly pressed down on my chest and looked outside the darkness with hesitation.

After the sound of begging for help was gone, a strong sense of curiosity surged up. No matter what the other party was, he always wanted to go out and investigate.

Even though I was trying my best to tell myself that curiosity would kill me, when I came back to my senses, I had already opened the door and was now face to face with the person outside.

His vision was filled with darkness, but he could smell a very pungent smell. The skin that touched his nose was also very sticky.

I opened my mouth to ask for help, but found I couldn't make a sound. I could only hear the light exhalations.

The ethereal voice echoed in his ears.

"You came out to save me, you came out to save me!"

The voice sounded both sad and happy. No matter what, it was a mysterious voice.

The most important thing was that the sound seemed to be a substance, continuously pushing into my brain. Pain and dizziness continuously squeezed up and down, as if trying to break my brain.

This time, I switched the person who was asking for help to myself.

Cold and damp gradually surrounded me, and I began to feel that my eyelids were too heavy for me to open.

As I passed out, I thought I heard someone crying. The sound was very bright and very depressing.

I didn't know how much time had passed before I gradually woke up. The sound of a woman's crying still echoed in my ears. She was sometimes far away from me, sometimes close. However, she didn't seem to be leaving me at all.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a very damp room, my back pressed against the sticky wall.

The cry came from my side, very close.

After confirming that I didn't have any rough idea about the situation, I slowly stood up. In my heart, I knew that this wasn't the safest time for me.

If it weren't for the fact that someone had locked me up, the current situation might have been nothing more than a dream.

However, ever since I was with Luanyang, just a dream is enough to kill me. That's why I was so careful.

Only when I stood up did I see what was beneath my feet. The moment I moved, I would make a slight noise. The straw had already started to rot, which also showed the degree of wetness in the room.

The moment his foot landed, it was as though his entire body was immersed in it, causing others to feel annoyed.

After walking a few steps forward, he suddenly saw a lump of something curling not too far away. It was this sound that made him cry.

The sound of my footsteps isn't soft, but that thing doesn't seem to be able to hear me at all.

At this moment, no matter what, he felt it was abnormal. However, this sort of stalemate was not an option. He could only grit his teeth and ask, "Are you okay?"

The moment I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice was actually very sharp. Even I was moved by this voice, let alone the person in front of me.

The crying stopped, and her chest heaved up and down.

My eyes continuously looked around me. When they didn't stop at that moment, the thing that was curled up slowly started to move. The rustling sounds pierced into my nerves.

A dense feeling came from the bottom of my feet. I climbed up bit by bit and didn't have any intention of stopping.

From the shape of the object, it seemed to be a person. With disheveled hair, it stood up with clanging iron chains beneath its feet. It lowered its head, making it impossible to see its face, let alone its gender.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and only the red silk scarf on his wrist was a little eye-catching.

It stood like this for a while before letting out a hoarse voice. However, it was in a state of chaos and was incapable of distinguishing what it meant.

As soon as the indistinguishable words were spoken, even it began to panic. It tried to lift its foot, but it fell to the ground, and the hair on its shoulder fell right at my feet.

I couldn't bear to lower my head. However, a pair of hands were suddenly pressed tightly onto my ankle. The copper coin was imprinted into my flesh, almost melting into my flesh.

The intense pain seemed to have cleared my mind. I felt that my body was already able to move, but unfortunately, my body was tightly gripped and I was unable to break free.

It giggled and bent its body. The position of its lower leg was turned over and it assumed a strange posture.

"I got you, I got you!"

Her voice was very soft, but it was filled with insanity. It was so joyful that it made one feel that it was adorable.

I yelled again, but I didn't look back, so I didn't even hear my own voice.

However, the voice calling for help was very clear. It was impossible for no one to hear it, but why did no one appear?

Why?

She twisted her body and stuck the heavy shackles on my body. Her clothes crumbled into dust in an instant and a rotten smell emanated from my body.

I lowered my head and the world in front of me became blurry. It was like a thick layer of fog that couldn't be removed. Pain spread from every part of my body, most obviously from my lower body.

That place was usually the best place to protect, but now it was in unbearable pain. Not only was something inside it, it was also constantly twitching as if something was being poured into it.

I opened my mouth and screamed, and I heard my voice grow slurred and hoarse.

The moment his feet made a movement, he fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.

Let me out!

I opened my eyes wide and saw a pair of clean and tidy shoes. The exposed ankle was very white and there was a red rope on it.

This kind of person seemed to be the opposite of me. Why did he have to be like this!?

That's still me!

That's still me!

Unwilling to give up, I used all of my strength to grab onto her ankle. Looking at her trembling, pale red face, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in my heart.

Come on!

Come to this hell with me!

Crazy thoughts filled his mind as he exerted more strength in his hands.

At the same time, my breathing started to quicken. It was as though someone had grabbed onto my neck, making it impossible for me to breathe.

But I don't care!

I just want the beauty in front of me to fade with my decay. Wouldn't it be better if everyone fell into this hell together?

Thus, I exerted all my strength and my eyes turned crimson due to lack of oxygen.

Just when I thought that I was about to succeed, my arm was cut off by a large blade.

Ah!

I lunged forward, but someone grabbed my wrist.