Skilled in managing a house

"Go in from here..." Desilio immediately frowned, with a cowering look on his face, obviously not daring to go in.

Dhruv showed hesitation. You must know that if he can go in and pick up the teacher, he will definitely leave a good impression on the teacher. But the problem is, what if there is no way out here and you are trapped after entering?

Especially now, Pisano has been in there for so long, and his life or death is uncertain. If someone has already died inside, anyone who goes in again will basically be killed.

He didn't make a sound for a long time, and anyone could tell that Dhruv was a little scared.

After Paris said this method, she quickly felt a sense of contradiction in her heart. This is a contest between the teacher and Zhang Yu. The two must decide the outcome. If he goes in and takes the teacher out, the contest will continue. But, should I just sit back and watch the teacher trapped and die inside?

Seeing that Dhruv remained silent, Desilio couldn't help but make quick calculations in his mind. He immediately realized a problem, what if the teacher was dead?

When he thought of this, he immediately made a calculation in his mind, because once Pisano died, Dhruv, as the eldest disciple, would take over as a matter of course.

After confirming this, Desilio immediately looked at Dhruv and said: "Senior, I think Senior Paris's method is good, but the three of us... my strength is really limited, even if I go in, it will be useless... Senior, you There must be absolutely no mistakes. After all, we still need your teaching and guidance, senior... The problem is, if the three of us wait here, will the teacher have any ideas in mind after he comes out..."

His words were very reserved, but the meaning behind them could be understood by anyone.

Dhruv couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this. He said to himself, isn't it? If the teacher dies inside, then he is the legitimate successor. Even if Inzaghi was dissatisfied, with his own strength and years of management, Inzaghi could not shake him at all.

Also as De Sciglio said, if you keep waiting outside and no one goes in, what if the teacher is not dead and you come out and see him and Paris there, will you have any thoughts in your heart.

I must handle this matter properly without making any mistakes.

Paris understood it even more clearly. According to De Sciglio, wouldn't he let her in?

Whether she should go in or not, Paris felt conflicted again. Logically speaking, he should go in and help the teacher come out, but after the teacher came out, he would still cause trouble for Zhang Yu.

"What should I do..." Paris cried secretly in her heart again.

She now regrets why she proposed this idea.

At this time, Dhruv turned to look at her and said gently: "Paris, your cultivation level is not weak, much higher than Desilio's. The current situation is very urgent, and I need to sit here to respond. .So...I think it is most appropriate for you to do this..."

Hearing this, Paris couldn't help but curse in her heart. She also knew very well that in Dhruv's eyes, she was just a chess piece. Having one more of her can increase the combat power, but one less of her is not a big deal to Dhruv. After all, Dhruv, as the top disciple, has been in business for many years, and there are many people who support Dhruv. Even without the support of Paris, Inzaghi is still no match for Dhruv.

Paris hesitated for a moment, and while she was thinking, De Sciglio said: "Sister, as the senior said, this matter is imminent... Someone who is strong enough to bring the teacher out of danger without affecting the overall situation. , it’s only you... I think, as long as you bring the teacher out, the teacher will not treat you badly..."

"Really?" Paris gritted her teeth, then made up her mind, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go in and pick up the teacher!"

Deep down in her heart, she had indeed made up her mind. She did not want to see anyone between the teacher and Zhang Yu get hurt.

The teacher has been trapped inside for so long, so he must know Zhang Yu's strength. Paris knew that the teacher never fought an uncertain battle. After being able to determine Zhang Yu's strength, she tried to persuade him from the side, and she might be able to persuade the teacher to return to Italy.

Seeing Paris agree, Dhruv immediately said earnestly: "Paris, this matter depends entirely on you. You know the direction of the way out, and there will definitely be no danger. If anything goes wrong, you can tell me immediately." Get out of here. Don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

"Senior, please rest assured, I will definitely find the teacher." Paris nodded solemnly and said.

Li Meizhen's home is on the third floor. It is naturally not easy for ordinary people to go up directly.

Dhruv reached into his arms, took out four things that looked like suction cups, and handed them to Paris.

Paris obviously knew what it was. There were straps on the suction cup. After she took it, she came to the edge of the building and tied the suction cup to her hands and feet. Then she raised her hand, and the suction cup was sucked to the wall of the building. She used her hands and feet to climb up bit by bit.

Even though I climbed slowly, I reached the window on the third floor in no time. Paris could see clearly what was going on inside from the window. It looked like a study room with a small bed in it. As soon as she exerted force with her hands, her body turned over.

In front of her eyes, she still saw the scenery she saw outside the window. She looked around and took a step forward.

After taking only one step, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and the previous scene in the study was replaced by a colorful world. This place is filled with five-color air currents, so gorgeous. However, there are gusts of cold wind that make people shudder.

"This..." Paris hurriedly turned her head subconsciously, only to see darkness in front of her, and in the darkness, there was a faint white light.

When people see white light, they will involuntarily move forward at this moment. After taking only one step, the scene in front of him immediately changed, and the window he had just entered appeared.

Looking out the window, you can still see Dhruv and De Sciglio downstairs. Paris turned back, and the study was still in front of her.

"The way to survive...this is the way to survive..." Paris was instantly sure that this was indeed the way to escape from the formation. It's just that the names in the East and the West are different. The East is called Shengmen.

Knowing how to get out, Paris felt more confident. At least she wouldn't be trapped and die here.

She took another step forward, and her eyes immediately turned into the colorful world. But this time, Paris did not look back. Instead, she first took off the suction cups on her hands and feet and put them away, and then put her palms away. Turn over to reveal the astrolabe. She began to talk plausibly, and the pointer on the astrolabe quickly started to rotate.

"Crash..."