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Yan Ji's thoughts flickered, he grasped the hand wheel and turned it in the opposite direction.For a while, both inside and outside were exerting force at the same time, and they were at a stalemate with each other.

However, the competition only lasted for a short moment, and the gap between the sealed door and the container was golden, Yan Ji was startled, and hurriedly let go and backed away.

The airtight door slammed down on the container, golden branches stretched out like tentacles, and the dark underground hole glowed with light.

Yan Deng jumped over Yan Ji who had fallen to the ground, and blocked her face, with his right hand stretched out and stuck to a golden branch.The branches and tendrils were like living things, instantly wrapping around her palm.The space is upside down before the eyes, and the chaotic memory fragments are poured out in an instant like a room full of things——

"Little monster, little monster, no father, no mother, stuttering and unable to speak."

"You have me, I am your good friend."

"Increase electromagnetic interference! Increase electromagnetic interference!"

"You, you, you, you... say, say, say, say, talk! Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

"Yan Deng, it is a lamp that never goes out all night. The road ahead is dark, and my heart is a lamp."

"Success, success! 1775 can finally kill people, great."

"Every girl is a princess, and every princess has a white horse. My dear little princess, this is yours, hope."

"Deng Deng! Deng Deng! Where are you? Where are you!"

……

The frenzied rush of memory fragments and life experience in the past 20 years are overwhelming, like junk files occupying the memory, making people's brain unable to function.

Yan Deng's face turned paler and his pupils darker.

"Yan Deng!"

Yan Deng's pupils shrank, his fingers retracted, and his pale fingertips scratched the soft golden branches invisibly, and the golden branches surrounding Yan Deng shrank back like a tide.

Yan Ji jumped up from the ground and rushed to Yan Deng's side. Seeing the golden branches recede, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's too dangerous! You can't do this again."

Yan Deng's breath was unsteady: "It has spatial ability, and it cannot calculate distance by visual inspection."

"The equipment needs to be powered. There is no generator in this room. It must be placed alone. There must be a door!" Yan Ji frantically searched, and the experimental chair equipment was overturned to the ground.

Yan Deng confronted the golden branches and vines outside the door, faintly feeling something was wrong.

Yan Ji found the electrical box behind the latter group of experimental cabinets, and was immediately ashamed. He didn't know where Deaver and his gang pulled the wires from, but obviously there was no back door for them to escape.

Yan Ji ran to the fixed frame of the gas cylinder cabinet, and shouted to Yan Deng: "There is no other way."

Yan Deng: "Try lighting a fire."

Yan Ji disassembled a stainless steel pipe and weighed it in his hand, and took out the lighter in his pocket: "Okay, I'll find some cloth to make a torch."

During the ten or so seconds of the two talking, Humu, who was blocking the door, seemed to have accumulated strength, and seven or eight golden branches shot straight at Yan Deng through the wind like flying arrows.

The wind raised by Humu's branch blew Yan Deng's hair and skirt.She raised her arm, and the golden branches wrapped around her wrist in an instant, and she was about to climb up along her forearm.

"There is nothing that can be burned, it's all..." Before Yan Ji could finish his sentence, his heart skipped a beat. When he looked up and saw the situation, his blood surged with anxiety.

Yan Ji ignited the lighter with a "stab" sound, and the golden branches shrank in shock, small flames jumped on the branches, the branches writhed and struggled like snakes in the fire, and burned a section of ashes.

Seeing that she was fine, Yan Deng felt relieved: "It's quite effective."

Yan Ji stared at the golden branches retreating outside the door, was stunned for a moment, and said quickly in a low voice: "...that will only affect the appearance of the city."

After speaking, Yan Ji quickly turned up the hem of his clothes, and pulled off the T-shirt with one hand.

Yan Deng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yan Ji picked up an alcohol lamp on the ground, broke it, stuffed the wick into the top of the steel pipe, and wrapped the T-shirt outside to make a torch.

She held the steel pipe as if holding a spear, and shouted at Yan Deng without looking back: "Go."

Yan Deng raised his steps to keep up, looked at her nearly phallus back, beautiful shoulder blades, and white and flexible texture, and remembered the wonderful touch of her fingertips sticking to it.

Well, I regret it a bit.

That night should go on.

Yan Ji lit the torch and waved the Humu branch to push back. The two of them went through the sealed door and returned to the container they just got off.

Hum's golden branches were ignited, and mist-like smoke rose, carrying a certain indescribable fragrance. Every sip was like mixing half a catty of old wine, top-heavy and dizzy.

"The ladder is behind it." Just as Yan Ji said something, the smoke choked into her throat, and she suddenly felt dizzy, and she quickly held her breath.

Through the dreamlike mist, Yan Deng saw four Humu plants, three of which were fixed in glass containers on the stone platform, and one was knocked to the ground by her.

On the plant that fell on the ground, one could see silkworm cocoons that were entwined with thin tendrils at the root, and a branch grew out of it, and countless golden branches branched out from the branch, swaying and swinging in the air.

Yan Ji covered his mouth and nose with his elbow, and said in a muffled voice, "We can't burn them, we have to get out quickly."

Yan Deng nodded slightly, even though there was enough fuel, there was not enough air in the container.If the fire continued like this, Hum didn't burn to death, and the two died of suffocation first.What's more, the fumes from burning hummus are dizzying and possibly poisonous.

Yan Ji brandished the torch, forcing back the approaching golden branches, not daring to really light them.However, in just a moment, the entire container was surrounded by smoke, and it was impossible to see the situation clearly, and it was difficult to advance or retreat.

Yan Deng: "Go to the left."

Yan Ji didn't hesitate when he heard the words, and walked forward close to the left side of the container. For some reason, there were fewer golden branches on the left side.It was only when Yan Ji approached that he could see clearly that the horned monster was fighting with a Humu plant.

The chaotic eyes of the goat horned monster were glowing scarlet at the moment, and the whole body seemed to be insane, but it had just been severely injured by Yan Deng, and it was a little powerless at this time. Humu's golden branches entangled its limbs, and the battle between the two sides was anxious.

Yan Ji called out luck in her heart, she couldn't hear the motive in that container, thought the monster with horns was unconscious, and wanted to find some rope to tie it up for safety.Thankfully the two guys fought.

Yan Ji brandished the torch, Yan Deng followed behind her, and the two walked around without any risk.The container was not big, and the exit was in front of it, but the iron ladder seemed to be broken by a goat horn monster and fell to the ground.

Yan Deng pushed Yan Ji: "You go up first."

Yan Ji handed her the torch: "Take it."

Neither of them hesitated, one took the torch, and the other bent down to hold up the iron ladder and leaned against the wall.

Yan Deng leaned against the iron ladder with his back, stepped on it with one foot to help Yan Ji fix the ladder, held a torch in one hand, and looked indifferently at the golden branches in front of him.

Hum should have a certain amount of wisdom, it is about to move but dare not go forward, obviously it is afraid of the flame.No matter how magical it is, it is a plant after all, and it will be burned to ashes immediately when it comes into contact with fire.

The two Humu trees near the exit stretched their branches and stared at Yan Deng, as if looking for an opportunity to sneak attack.

The moment Yan Deng's eyelashes trembled, the golden branches on the left and right touched at the same time, and the one on the left stretched upwards, obviously trying to catch Yan Ji.A vine on the right is downwards, as if intending to wrap around Yan Deng's legs.

Yan Deng immediately raised his arms and waved the torch.

Unexpectedly, the golden branches and tendrils fluttered suddenly, and seven or eight of them were wrapped around the torch at the same time.Accompanied by the scent of burning golden branches, the fire in the container dimmed.

Yan Ji felt bad, and hurriedly turned to look at Yan Deng.

Yan Deng's ankle was in great pain, and a golden branch wrapped around her ankle, twisting and tightening like a snake.Her center of gravity was unstable, her body swayed slightly, she raised her hand and swiped in the air, and the branches on her ankles loosened.

"Yan Deng?"

"Go up."

Can't see clearly in the dark, Yan Ji only saw a few branches with a faint golden light on the right, raising the branches in unison and rushing towards him.She gritted her teeth and leaned forward, slamming open the iron door above her head.

The moonlight shines, and the mountain wind pours down.

Just as Yan Ji was about to climb up, his calf was tightly entangled by golden branches.She hastily tightened her five fingers, grabbing the grass outside tightly.

Yan Deng glanced up, immediately let go of the steel pipe wrapped in golden branches, and rushed to the Humgen cocoon on the ground on the right.

Because the speed was too fast to brake quickly, she slammed down one knee heavily, and pressed her right hand on the Humgen cocoon.The thin white whiskers wrapped in a cocoon as big as a watermelon are not solid, and there is a liquid swaying feeling when the fingers touch it.

Yan Deng had no time to think, and concentrated his energy, his fingertips brushed the rough surface of the root cocoon.

Since it is not a dead thing, it must be able to kill!

The moment Yan Deng's thoughts turned, the cocoon of the root of the white hair under his finger stirred violently, bursting into a puddle of viscous liquid, and a baby curled up in the translucent film.The limbs are sound, the facial features are formed, and a rhizome grows from the chest.

Sensing the danger, the rest of Humu gave up the target at the same time, turned around and put down, and rushed towards Yan Deng together.In an instant, Yan Deng's right hand was tightly twisted, unable to move!

Yan Ji felt his legs loosen, and quickly turned over and climbed out of the container.When she turned her head to look, her eyes turned red immediately: "Yan Deng!"

Yan Ji hissed, untied the rope in his hand and threw it out: "Catch! Catch!"

The rope swung past Yan Deng's cheeks and was entangled by golden vines. How could Yan Ji let go: "Grab the rope!"

Yan Deng looked up at her, moved his left shoulder when he turned sideways, and shook his limply hanging arm slightly.The inflowing mountain wind ignited sparks, and the flames shone on her cheeks. Yan Deng raised the corners of his mouth, as if to say something quite funny: "It's broken."

Yan Ji was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when she just fell into the container, she was pinched by a goat horn monster on her left shoulder.In the chaos, the slight and crisp sound of bones breaking exploded in Yan Ji's ears, her gums trembled, and she squeezed out two words: "Yan Deng!"

Yan Deng was entangled by three Humu plants, golden branches entangled her layer by layer, chaotic and mixed memory fragments filled her consciousness, and her soul shuttled through the memories of different periods.

"Yan Deng! Yan Deng!"

With a crying voice, passing through the end of time, like the cycle of fate...

"Deng Deng! Deng Deng! Where are you!"

On that rainy night 12 years ago, she really heard it... It was never a fantasy... It wasn't her stubborn belief, it wasn't her wishful thinking, but Yan Ji never gave up on herself, never.

Yan Deng struggled to open his eyes.

Yan Ji jumped down facing the fire, spreading from the heart, his body covered with red gold texture.

The memories that can remain in time and space all carry some strong emotions. Yan Ji perceives them, guides them, manipulates them, the resentment that is born and dies, the pain that cannot be relieved after death——

let go.

Three white beard root cocoons exploded one after another, and the golden branches fell to the ground withered, and instantly turned into ashes and were blown up by the mountain wind.

Yan Deng approached Yan Ji, leaned forward and kissed her.