But for her son, even if there were mountains of corpses and blood ahead, she could not stop her.

It was very bright. Ye Weilan searched for half an hour and suddenly stopped.

Perlangodo looked over.

Ye Weilan closed her eyes, as if she was feeling something.

When she was here, she was just a blind man and could not see anything. After nearly twenty years, it was not easy for her to find the place where Xiaojiu was locked up in the ruins.

The most terrifying thing is that the place had been destroyed back then, so she had no hope.

Ye Weilan felt it quietly for a long time, and suddenly a "tick" sound came from her empty thinking.

She suddenly opened her eyes, "Here!"

Perlangodo walked over, walking one after another on the deserted island, splitting the lush and chilling plants. What caught his eye was a dark hole, and half of the rusty door could be seen.

The air was filled with the smell of dust and rot.

Ye Weilan raised his hand and stroked the door panel, his eyes stained with heartache and ache, "Qi Ye was locked up in this for four days back then."

Before Perlangodo could speak, she walked in, her eyes filled with endless darkness.

When she stepped on the first step, she almost couldn't feel the real ground, and she felt like she was stepping on cotton.

There is no light, no sound, and even the air that maintains life is extremely stingy.

Ye Weilan took the first step, but did not dare to take the second step. In the dark space, the space under her feet suddenly turned into a bottomless abyss, and I don't know when he will fall down.

It seemed that even the breath had disappeared.

A cold sweat broke out on Ye Weilan's forehead. She wanted to call her master loudly, but her mouth seemed to have lost consciousness. She even felt like she was being swallowed by something terrible.

A clear "tick" sound suddenly came into my ears.

Ye Weilan's heart relaxed, and the feeling of suffocation and fear disappeared halfway.

The light of a flashlight suddenly came from behind him. Perlangodo stood at the door, his voice echoing in the extremely quiet space. "At the beginning, he would only be anxious and afraid, and gradually, he would be stripped of five senses. People would tremble with their hands and could not walk straight. The eyes, ears, and mouth gradually lost consciousness until the last sense of pain disappeared. The most important thing is that people who were deprived of their feelings would have hallucinations in their hearts."

Ye Weilan lowered her head to look at her feet, but she had only taken one step.

Her face was so white that it was so white that it was "dripping water"

"That's a favorable treatment for your little tiger," Perlangodo's flashlight turned around, and it was almost blocked inside, with iron chains as thick as adult arms hanging on the wall. He glanced and took his eyes back, "You have no extra thoughts to waste here, your son has nothing to do with you."

Ye Weilan's heart trembled for a moment, walked out of it with a deep and shallow pace, and began to find the place where Xiaojiu was locked up back then.

She remembered that the place where the father and son were imprisoned was not far apart. When Qi Ye took her, she seemed to have arrived soon.

She identified the direction and looked for the feeling and looked for it.

There seemed to be a drip in my ears.

He opened his eyes from the darkness.

I saw the blue sky like blue crystal.

How many years

I haven't had that dream anymore.
Chapter completed!