The high-cold character design collapsed again today [Unlimited]

Ning Zishan's heart skipped a beat, not for himself, but for Raphael.

Why did the devil appear in the church? Could it be that Raphael had died?

Probably not, if something happened to Raphael, Chai Cang would definitely follow to show off, how could there be only one demon.

After regaining his composure, Ning Zishan drew out his dagger and slowly moved away from the wrought iron lamp to prevent important props from being damaged.

This time without Raphael's protection, he can only rely on himself.

The demon smashed through the wall and immediately flew towards him, aiming its mouth wide open at his soft neck.

Ning Zishan rolled sideways to escape, covered in ashes.

The demon missed a hit, spun around, roared, and rushed towards Ning Zishan who hadn't stood up yet again.

Ning Zishan half-kneeled on the ground, his eyes only focused on the devil's heart, his hands clenched the dagger, and he lay down quickly when it pounced in front of him, the devil's closed sharp teeth brushed against the tip of his nose, and the strong rot The stench hit his face, and Ning Zishan could even see the scarlet flesh stuck between its fangs.

The smelly saliva dripped on his hair, Ning Zishan felt nauseated for a while, but the current situation could not allow him to feel sick at all, the devil's heart was exposed on top of him, Ning Zishan stabbed the dagger hard upwards, sprained his There was a sharp pain in his wrist, Ning Zishan suddenly relaxed, and let go of the dagger.

Oops!Cold sweat poured out of Ning Zishan's forehead in an instant, his limbs were half cold, he knew that the force just now was not enough to kill him!

Sure enough, the next second, the demon roared angrily from above his head, opened his mouth and bit Ning Zishan's head.

This bite could definitely tear off his entire head. At the very moment, Ning Zishan's intact hand touched a piece of cold metal. It was a blunt dagger that he didn't want to bring before, but Raphael persuaded him to bring it!

Before he had time to think about it, almost subconsciously, Ning Zishan grabbed the dagger and inserted half of his forearm into the demon's big mouth dripping with saliva, firmly stuck the blunt dagger on the demon's upper and lower jaws, and the demon bit After a short pause, Ning Zishan took the opportunity to lift his foot and pedal with all his strength on the hilt of the short sword inserted into the demon's chest. The short sword sank into the chest cavity. finally disappeared.

Ning Zishan lay down on the ground full of ashes, his heart beating like a drum, and his whole brain went blank for a while.

Just killing a demon made Ning Zishan almost collapse. Compared with one knife, one knife is like chopping melons and vegetables. Raphael, who can easily deal with demons, is really terrifyingly powerful... Fortunately, he is not a sacrificer, otherwise this I'm afraid the dungeon will end just after the start.

After lying quietly like this for 5 minutes, he finally got up from the ground. His wrist was already swollen enough to support the bandage, and it was swollen and painful.

Ning Zishan gently touched the surface of the bandage, then bent down to pick up the dagger and blunt dagger that fell on the ground.

Both weapons were sunk in the thick ashes, Ning Zishan touched the black again, now without looking at him, he knew that he must be like a miner who just came out of the coal mine.

Wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeve, Ning Zishan froze for a moment when the blunt dagger in his hand swayed past the corner of his eyes. At that moment, Ning Zishan seemed to see something reflected on the mirror-like surface of the dagger thing.

He tried to put the dagger back to the angle just now, and sure enough, he saw the wrought iron gate behind him reflected on the surface of the dagger, and behind the iron gate, those who were neatly arranged in the moonlight, one by one tall or tall. A low stone or a stone with a cross on it—isn't it a tombstone? !

Ning Zishan happily turned around to look at the Iron Art Gate, but there was still nothing behind the door.

Ning Zishan frowned, walked closer, looked through the surface of the dagger again, and saw the reflection of the cemetery again, separated by a wrought-iron gate, as if separated by an illusory world.

He thought for a while, walked to the iron gate, and passed through.

Nothing happened, the little garden was still the bare little garden.

Ning Zishan stepped back again, raised the blunt dagger, pointed the dagger at the iron gate, and passed through again. This time, there was a change. The scenes on both sides of the iron gate in the reflection of the dagger were like mirror images. All to the other side.

Ning Zishan put down the dagger, and the joy of discovering the cemetery was gradually replaced by anxiety. The cemetery was clearly in front of him, but it was like a mirror in the mirror, invisible and intangible.

Calm down, calm down, Ning Zishan took a deep breath, suppressed his anxiety, and walked to the wrought iron lamp to observe carefully again.

The lamp is an ordinary lamp, similar to the street lamps used for lighting in general parks, with short hands. Ning Zishan raised his hand and knocked on the black lamp post. Hearing the crisp sound, he touched it again from top to bottom. I touched the base again, trying to find some kind of switch or button, but found nothing except the cold metal feel.

Ning Zishan scratched his head, what clues did he not discover?

His gaze fell on the empty glass cover unintentionally, and suddenly a light flashed in front of his eyes—a lamp!This is a lamp, since it is a lamp, how can it not be lit!

Ning Zishan hurried back to the church, took a candle from the ledge, carefully protected the candle and returned to the garden, opened the wrought iron lamp shade and put the candle in.

The orange light diffused through the glass, and the moment it shone on the wrought iron gate, the wrought iron gate began to change. A layer of faint mist emerged from the wrought iron gate, condensed, and swirled clockwise as if being stirred, revealing Through the gap in the fog, Ning Zishan saw the cemetery appearing from behind the door.

Finally found the cemetery!Ning Zishan was so happy that he almost jumped up from the ground. After a brief moment of excitement, Ning Zishan clenched his dagger tightly and cautiously walked through the fog.

When Raphael rushed to the small garden, the garden was empty without Xue Ningshuang.

The wrought iron lamp radiated a faint light in the lonely garden, suppressed by the bright moonlight to be almost negligible.

But from the messy marks on the ground, it can be seen that there has indeed been a battle here.

Being eaten—the thought made his heart palpitate, and he widened his eyes trying to find some blood or scraps of cloth on the ground, but thankfully, there was no such thing on the ground.

Maybe she escaped, Raphael consoled himself, maybe she was hiding somewhere.

"Xue Ningshuang! Xue Ningshuang!!!"

Ning Zishan stood in front of an empty tombstone, and by the bright moonlight, he could clearly see the familiar face on the photo of the tombstone.

At this time, a voice calling his name suddenly came from outside, as if separated by cotton, it was a bit muffled, but the anxiety could still be heard.

"Raphael...er?" Ning Zishan opened his eyes wide and ran out.

"Raphael!" Ning Zishan came out of the cemetery and saw that slender figure looking around helplessly under the moonlight. His expression softened only when it was fixed on his cat-like face.

Ning Zishan didn't know what he was thinking at the time, maybe the problem that had been bothering them was finally solved, and Raphael's return made his heart finally fall back into his stomach. He was so happy, He rushed over and gave Raphael a hug: "I found the cemetery!"

Raphael's tall and straight body stiffened instantly in his arms, and Ning Zishan realized that he was just rolling around on the ground, covered in black and gray, Raphael probably disliked him, so he quickly let go of him, Taking a step back, he lowered his head and smiled awkwardly.

Only then did he realize that Raphael was injured, his arms, sides and back were all scratched, and blood gushed out from the wound, wetting the surrounding fabric.

"You're injured!" Ning Zishan said as if to look at his wound, but when he saw his dark hand, he retracted again.

"Flesh injury, not serious." Raphael looked at him with a gentle gaze that he didn't even realize: "You said you found the cemetery?"

"Yes!" Ning Zishan pointed to the iron door and said, "It's right behind that."

Only then did Raphael notice the difference in the iron gate.

Ning Zishan chattered excitedly in his ear: "And I found the tomb, and I finally confirmed that the sacrificial person that the old beggar said was Natasha. There are her tomb and photos in the cemetery, but the tomb is empty."

"It seems that we will be able to leave here tomorrow night." Raphael rubbed Ning Zishan's head with his bloody hands as he said, "Thanks to you."

Ning Zishan laughed straight, Rafael had been protecting him all along, and he was very happy to finally help with his own strength today.

After a while, he said: "Although we found the cemetery and knew that the sacrificial person was Natasha, she is now with Mong Bolong and the others. In the worst case, Mong Bolong and the others may have been killed by her." , if she hides, where can we find her?"

"Even if we don't go to her, she will come to us." Raphael said: "Tomorrow night is the deadline, she should be more anxious than us."

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There are still about two chapters left, the first dungeon is over, cuties, don’t worry, thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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