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Chapter 117, Mysterious Woman

"..."

Looking at Ai Qingqing, who had a tangled face and fell into silence, Qin Lang didn't urge her.

When he first came here, he also had some inexplicable fear and fear because of the reliefs and murals around him.

What is depicted on the surrounding relief murals is likely to be true.

...Qin Lang is convinced of this.

Even if it is possible to transfer the Blue Star humans here, then there are some terrifying things in this foggy world.

What is there to be surprised about?
While Qin Lang waited silently, Ai Qingqing's eyes finally flickered a few times, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

"you're right!"

"For those of us who are struggling to survive, worrying about these things is really ridiculous!"

"If the sky falls, there will be tall people holding it up. Let's... take care of ourselves first!"

As he said that, Ai Qingqing's face had regained its confidence.

"Didn't you say that there are a lot of treasure chests in this underground palace?"

"Then let's...don't waste time!"

……

While exploring the interior along the entrance of the wide passage that was more than ten meters wide, Qin Lang, who was leading the way, continued to explain the surrounding situation to Ai Qingqing behind him.

"This underground palace is huge, if you follow this main road...it will be the altar I mentioned to you before!"

"But I don't suggest we go that way!"

"The last time I came here, I ventured to reconnaissance once, and the number of 'Royal Knights' over there has exceeded [-]!"

"Those are real boss-level monsters, ordinary people like us can't be opponents at all!"

Listening to Qin Lang's words, Ai Qingqing looked at the bare walls around the walkway and asked a question.

"Qin Lang, have you ever thought about the meaning of this underground palace?"

"I mean... Maybe there are some secrets hidden here, about the secrets of this foggy world?"

"The meaning of the existence of the underground palace?"

With a wry smile, Qin Lang turned the flashlight above his head and looked around, then sighed and continued:

"These things are not our concern."

"Just like the fire that suddenly ignited on the altar and the sacrifices, these secrets...we are not qualified to touch them at all."

"We just need to search for treasure chests around the altar!"

"The last time I was not far from the altar, I found a purple treasure chest."

"That's what attracted me to this place..."

The voice fell, and Qin Lang, who was leading the way in front, seemed to be strangled by something, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Ok?"

Ai Qingqing, who was about three meters behind Qin Lang, saw Qin Lang in front of him suddenly stop in place and did not move, and a moment of distress flashed in his heart.

Without any hesitation, Ai Qingqing directly took off the compound bow on her back.

Under her skilled movements, the pulley of the compound bow made a slight noise, and the bowstring was pulled to the limit in an instant.

"Qin Lang?"

Holding the compound bow in his hand, Ai Qingqing cautiously moved to one side.

Qin Lang's current abnormality is probably because he saw something "bad".

Facing Ai Qingqing's soft inquiry, Qin Lang in front still stood motionless, without making any sound.

In this underground space where the air was slightly dull, Qin Lang's silent gesture with his back to her... made Ai Qingqing's heart beat faster, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

While moving slowly, Ai Qingqing was blocked by Qin Lang in front, and her vision gradually became clear.

"This...this is?"

Seeing the mysterious figure in a black robe pointing at Qin Lang's forehead with one finger, Ai Qingqing's eyes widened... almost without thinking, she let go of the bowstring in her hand.

Amidst the trembling sound of the bowstring, the long arrow that Ai Qingqing had repeatedly polished to the point of extreme sharpness appeared in front of the man in black almost instantly.

But it's just in front of me...

As if it had hit some kind of invisible barrier, the long arrow's feathers trembled, and stopped ten centimeters in front of the man in black, unable to advance any further.

"hateful!"

Seeing himself shooting as if joking, the beads of sweat on Ai Qingqing's face had turned into big beans at some point.

She was ready to run.

Faced with this kind of "unscientific" enemy, Ai Qingqing had no idea of ​​staying and dying with Qin Lang.

"Well……"

Just when Ai Qingqing was about to "abandon" Qin Lang and run away, the face of the man in black robe, which was completely hidden in the hood... also turned towards her.

It was a pale woman's face.

Ai Qingqing had never seen such a pale complexion, that kind of delicate snow-like, porcelain-like paleness... only reminded her of the dead.

"Shh!"

Under Ai Qingqing's trembling eyes, the black-robed woman gently raised her other hand, and raised a finger in front of her lips, which were also bloodless.

"You... are the Chosen..."

"I... know... you."

Like a machine that hasn't been running for a long time, the woman's voice is filled with an uncomfortable feeling of stagnation.

"Here...in here, please...keep...quiet!"

"..."

Saying that, the long arrow quietly suspended in front of the woman seemed to be held by a visible hand... It flew back in the same way very naturally, and then directly inserted it back into the quiver at her waist.

"Gudu..."

In the quiet and gloomy underground palace, Ai Qingqing felt that the voice of her throat was very clear and piercing.

The next moment, Ai Qingqing stared at the pale woman in black robe and tremblingly suppressed the beating heart that seemed to want to jump out of her chest:

"You, who are you?"

"..."

Looking at Ai Qingqing with eyes that seemed to have no emotion, the woman's head tilted very slowly.

A face as numb as a doll gradually pulled out a weird smile that was enough to make Ai Qingqing unable to sleep at night.

"Your... voice... is too loud."

"Please keep quiet!"

Hearing the woman's very sluggish answer, Ai Qingqing felt a little relieved.

If there is any malice towards them, this woman... there should be no need to talk to her so much.

"Huhuhu..."

After taking a few short breaths, Ai Qingqing lowered her voice to an extremely low level, and tried to say:
"Sorry, we don't know the rules here..."

"My companion, he...is he all right?"

"..."

"Don't worry."

"I...just...frozen...his...mind."

"His... voice... too loud...."

"It's...disrespectful to..."

While speaking, the woman's voice became weaker and weaker.

Ai Qingqing didn't even hear what the woman said in the last sentence.

(End of this chapter)