Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Chapter 494 The Corridor Above the Lava

Feng Qiwu was obviously more interested in someone he was familiar with, and after handing Nan Jing over to Wen Yu, he left the castle.

The gate of the castle was closed again, and the light outside was blocked. After a moment of light in the room, it fell into darkness with only candlelight again.

There were no other servants in the huge castle except the gate guards, and the heavy colors made Nan Jing feel depressed.

"Little brother, since the master has already left, let me take you to find the way first, otherwise, if you accidentally enter a place that you shouldn't enter, even if your brother loves the beauty all the time, he won't be able to save you." come down."

Nan Jing walked behind Wen Yushen and found that Wen Yu's feet were not wearing shoes.

The white feet were slightly exposed from under the floor-sweeping robe, and they stepped on the carpet to make them more radiant. It was not an enchanting walking posture, but it had an indescribable magic power, which was like a cat's paw.

The silver bells on the ankles collided, making a crisp "jingling".

If looking at Wen Yu's painted face, Nan Jing would definitely not have such a feeling, but just looking at that charming back is another feeling.

Looking at myself, although my feet are also bare, but the trouser legs are rolled up on the calf, and the domestic duck is dark because it has walked all the way, stepping on the carpet is one step at a time.

His hair was also disheveled, his clothes were stained with dried blood, and he looked like a waif.

Even Feng Qiwu disliked it for a long time, but Wen Yu didn't show any dislike, and his psychological quality is really strong enough.

"How did the little beauty fall in love with the master?" Wen Yu stepped on the stairs.

Nan Jing said: "I'm not called Little Beauty."

Wen Yu paused, leaned over with a slanted face winking, blinked and said, "Then what's your name?"

"South Mirror."

Tripped by the stairs, Wen Yu rolled down the stairs with a groan, then covered her left hand that had changed direction, and looked up at Nanjing with a sad face.

In Nan Jing's heart, tens of thousands of grass and mud horses ran wildly, and shouted three times in a row-although the stairs are five meters wide and more than ten meters high, they won't fall down and break their bones! ?

Are the internal personnel of the Alliance of Gods so weak?

Wen Yu staggered up again holding his broken left arm, this time he didn't twist his waist deliberately, but was really twisted.

With a sip of bloody mouth, Wen Yu grinned an ugly smile, and then said in awe, "So it's the young master."

Nan Jing frowned: "What young master?"

Wen Yu rolled her eyes, waved her handkerchief, and said with a shy smile: "So the master hasn't told you yet. The qualified hot coughers here have already known about the existence of the young master. Since the master can bring you, it is natural I have made plans to prevent you from getting out again, so little beauty, no matter whether you are resourceful or persecuted, and no matter what your thoughts are, this castle will never come in or come back, but you Be obedient, and you will get used to it after a long time."

Nan Jing resisted the urge to vomit blood and scold people, wondering if Feng Qiwu's purpose was just to let him join the Alliance of Gods?

"Hey, why is your little face so pale? Don't worry, little master, we have food, accommodation and entertainment here. It's okay to tease the experimental subjects. If you have something to do, go out to moleste the military. If you want to have a good time, you can apply for it." To another planet, you'll love it."

Nan Jing rolled his eyes, he swore he would not like it!

"Why is there no entry here?" Nan Jing asked.

Hearing the words, he raised the corners of his mouth and said with a coquettish smile: "There are two kinds of people who come here, those who come here voluntarily and those who are forced. Since they are voluntary, it doesn't matter whether they come in or out. Reluctantly crying and shouting to leave to kill the devil or something, but after being injected with the mutated gene and becoming the master's slave and puppet, naturally he is unwilling to leave."

He giggled, laughing so hard that Nam Kyung got goosebumps all over his body.

"...I even saw a two-meter-tall Pang Biao kneeling at the master's feet begging for his love, crying and crying, hehehehe!"

abnormal!

Nan Jing said calmly, "What about you? What kind do you belong to?"

Wen Yu looked at the mirror engraving on the south, drew a scary smile with his bloody mouth, and said flatteringly: "I am the master's person in life, and the master's ghost in death. Are you going to tell me whether I am voluntary or not?" Forced?"

Nan Jing could only think of one word—brainless fan.

He didn't want to talk to Wen Yu who was full of weirdness at all, but he only saw Wen Yu as a living person, and his mouth was not reliable, so it was a good opportunity to collect information.

However, although the news Wen Yu said was very new to Nan Jing, it actually did not touch the core of the Alliance of Gods.

Whenever Nan Jing mentioned the experimental subject, Wen Yu would calmly smack it and transfer it to other places.

The structure of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, except that the hall is relatively smaller and there are four more rooms around it.

The door was tightly closed, and it was impossible to see what was being used inside.

The corridor on the third floor is considered narrow, and there are about ten rooms. According to the area, each house is definitely not small.

"Oh, why did I forget, this is the usual place to live, there is nothing to see at all."

Wen Yu slapped his forehead, turned around, and patted a certain wall with his hands, and the wall at the end slid into the dark passage.

A corridor with a width of about two meters and a length of about [-] meters appeared in front of my eyes.

This is a passage connecting two independent buildings, about 20 meters long, suspended in the air about [-] meters high, without any protective measures on both sides.

But when Nan Jing stepped on it, he was a little surprised—there was an abyss below, and the sides of the abyss were not black, but red flames that danced.

"It's just magma, it's not a big deal."

Wen Yu brushed off her long pure white hair, blinked her eyes, and said, "The beauty must follow my brother, if you accidentally step on the wrong place and fall into the magma, I can't afford it!"

magma!

As far as the eye can see, the magma, which is about [-] meters wide, can't see the end at all, and it's hard to tell how long it is.

If someone falls, maybe even the bones will be turned into water, right?

Wen Yudao: "When the experimental subjects were captured, they all lived in the castle opposite. Some were too disobedient and wanted to escape, so they accidentally fell from here, and in the end they couldn't even find the bones... Baby, we have to Pass one by one, you have to watch where I walked!"

As the words fell, Wen Yu's figure flashed, and both feet jumped up at the same time, jumping and running on the long corridor.

Three meters to the left, five meters to the right, two and a half meters to the left...

The robe flew up, and Nan Jing saw in a flash the two red ropes on the ankles tied with a small silver bell, and the uneven scars on the calves.

Very profound, completely different from that shiny skin, ferocious and terrifying.

It looked like a mark left after a severe burn.

However, in the modern society where medicine has been quite developed, it is not difficult to eliminate scars at all.

After a moment of distraction, Wen Yu had already arrived at the opposite side, and was gesticulating and waving a handkerchief at Nan Jing.

"Little beauty, come quickly!"

In the last ten meters, there was a step that Nan Jing couldn't see because he was in a daze, but he looked around and found no obvious mechanism.

But now that he has mastered his own strength, the [-] meters is not difficult for him.

He teleported the ancient force to his feet, and followed Wen Yu's route again.

80 meters...

50 meters...

20 meters...

ten meters.

Nan Jing's thoughts flickered, and he stepped on the ground with his right foot at the last five meters, and suddenly his foot softened, as if the stone had suction, and he was thrown out.

Shocked, Nan Jing pulled out the polar ice worm to hook the stone pillar at the end of the corridor, but the magnetic force was doing the opposite stretch to him, so that he could only keep his body suspended in mid-air, but he couldn't move forward at all. a cent.

Wen Yu made a decisive decision, jumped up, flew back onto the promenade, tapped his toe on the gravity stone that Nan Jing stepped on, and then turned off the mechanism, letting Nan Jing pull his body up along the polar ice worm, Fly to the finish line.

Wen Yu was frightened into a cold sweat. If he hadn't estimated Nan Jing's strength, he wouldn't have dared to let his master's treasure suffer such a danger!

If you accidentally hang up...

"What are these things!"

He was almost pulled down, right?Can I warn you in advance?

Nan Jing wanted to cry but had no tears, he collapsed on the ground and didn't want to move.

A black-robed man who covered half of his face with a black mask and only exposed his mouth quietly appeared behind Nan Jing. His appearance was like a ghost, and his voice was even more lifeless.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Seeing the visitor, Wen Yu raised her thick and thick eyebrows in imitation, pointed at Nan Jing's head with an orchid, and said, "Here, the master brought it, and I leave it to you."

The man in the black mask looked at Nan Jing's face in distaste, then raised his hand to pull him up from the ground, and touched the back of Nan Jing's neck with his dead-like palm.

Cold and stiff, Nan Jing's hairs stood on his head, and he could feel the dead breath emanating from the man.

"The appearance is good, the master wants to turn him into a puppet, or spend some effort to turn him into an experimental subject?"

His voice was very low, as if he was talking about what to eat today.