After Crossing, My Modifier Disappeared

"Each tunnel has its own fixed conditions to open."

"I can not open."

"But...you can." Pure Color Mandala tilted her head to look at Shi Yan, and...beside Shi Yan, the little girl who was holding Shi Yan's skirt tightly.

Yes, Shi Yan even brought the little girl over here.

After all, this is the tomb of Loulan, and the little girl Ba, who is one of the three corpses of Loulan, is bound to have some kind of connection with this place.

even--

The little girl Ba is very likely to be the key to opening the corridor and the tomb of Loulan.

But Shi Yan didn't bring the little girl here for such a purpose.

Her main purpose is actually to let the little girl Ba break away from the connection with Loulan.

Although girls are born of Loulan.

But... Shi Yan still wants the little girl to have a healthy and healthy childhood, and even, if possible, a relatively normal childhood.

Instead of being like now——

Shi Yan gently touched the little girl Ba's cheek.

Very soft skin, but also very cold.

There is no normal human body temperature.

After all... After all, she is also a Ba.

Shi Yan hugged the little girl Ba.

She wasn't very worried about the safety of the little girl Ba.

With Jing Se guarding her, it's strange that something happened to the little girl.

For the little girl, Pure Color Mandala is like the father in those short videos.

When there is danger, the pure color mandala is her strongest shield.

but in the meanwhile.

When there is no danger... the greatest danger is being around the Translucent Mandala.

The little girl's eyes widened, and she reached out her small hand to touch the ripples in the air.

She can even catch it easily.

The girl's little hand went straight into the air, as if reaching into an invisible box.

Shi Yan held up the little girl ballet.

Then--

The moment Shi Yan's hand touched the vicinity of Ripple, a dazzling light swept away.

After a while...all the members of the Taiyi Sect at the bottom of the corridor disappeared.

Tai Yizong's people were in an hour, and the casual cultivators who had been hanging behind Shi Yan and the others immediately rushed over in a rush.

That dazzling light never refuses anyone who comes.

Swallow as much as you have.

Far away...Wear people and read books and look at the light that illuminates the night sky.

"Finally... finally started."

She took Donghuangli and Donghuangli's iron guards and rushed towards the corridor.

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Slightly squinting his eyes, Shi Yan hugged the little girl in his arms tightly.

She felt as if she had been thrown into a vortex, a giant washing machine, tossing around in it, and it didn't feel good to be conveyed.

Shi Yan could only do his best to protect the little girl Ba.

If possible, Shi Yan even wanted to stuff the little girl Ba into his purple mansion jade palace.

It's just... Shi Yan squinted her eyes to perceive the feeling that the dazzling light gave her.

Honestly -

That feeling is very familiar.

As if looking directly at the glorious sun.

Shi Yan suddenly thought of...Ming Zhongqing's head.

No, not this.

Change--

Another vision slowly unfolded in Shi Yan's mind.

What she had seen in Qinglian Sword Sect, the eyes of the Yaotai Fairy thousands of years ago were as bright as the sun.

Can't be seen.

Well, this is it.

It is this feeling.

Holding the little girl Ba tightly, Shi Yan didn't dare to let go.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and she finally felt that down-to-earth feeling again, and the surroundings suddenly changed from the eerie silence, with birds singing and flowers scenting, and even the chirping of summer insects.

Shi Yan opened his eyes.

She appeared in a jungle with her little girl in her arms.

It was sunny outside, with occasional gleams of light piercing through the thick foliage, flecking penny-like glimmers among the litter.

The scenery is very good.

Looking around, it was empty and empty.

It was as if the only ones involved in this world were himself and the little girl.

Shi Yan closed his eyes——

Very strange.

The perspective of the Heavenly Demon that has been invincible before.

This time I couldn't see anything.

It was as if the pair of eyes looking down at the world of mortals couldn't capture where he was.

but--

Shi Yan can still feel that the mandala of pure color seems to be in this world, but it's far away...far, far, far away.

She suddenly had a bold guess.

This world... is likely to be the same as the infinite cut street she and Donghuangli broke into before.

It is a world cut and pieced together from the outside world.

And the jungle I was in was just like that forest before it was flattened by the pure color mandala.

This is troublesome.

I have never been here before.

And... the jungle terrain is much more complicated than the streets.

It is difficult to find the splicing point by myself.

Shi Yan carefully led the little girl to grope, she didn't even dare to let the little girl get off the ground, and she didn't dare to let the little girl ride on her shoulders.

Shi Yan can only let the little girl Ba look like she is now, with her limbs tightly wrapped around her and nestled in her arms.

She spread out as slenderly as a cat's whiskers with the slightest sense of consciousness.

Explore the world around you.

Then--

She saw it.

"Roar!!!" The terrifying howl of the tiger was overwhelming, and Shi Yan's consciousness trembled along with it, clattering——

Large tracts of leaves were blown into a mess amidst the roar of the tiger, and rushed to Shi Yan's face.

Now... Shi Yan probably understands the reason why the sunlight can still pass through the leaves.

She was a little nervous and vigilant.

That tiger... is definitely above the serious level of transformation into a god.

strangeness.

Even with this level of cultivation, he still looks like a beast without sanity.

It is similar to the green and yellow scorpions in the corridor before.

Shi Yan could smell the tiger's undisguised fearsome ferocity.

What's even more frightening is...accompanied by that whistling sound, terrifying howling sounds one after another in an endless world.

Shi Yan suddenly worried about the safety of Donghuangjin and the others.

But... maybe at this time, I should worry about myself first.

Shi Yan had a bitter face.

She could hear the very slight sound of something stepping on the dead branches and leaves.

The voice was getting closer.

As for who is the owner of the voice... Shi Yan's consciousness carefully swept over it.