Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2208 Deep Prison
Well of the Abyss.

This was the thought that came to Ying Baoyue's mind when it fell to the ground.

It seemed that she had stepped on the ground, but the moment she touched the ground, her feet sank instantly, and she was so shocked that she quickly tightened her grip on the iron chain.

The touch under the feet is not so much land, but more like an extremely sticky swamp, reminding Ying Baoyue of the melted asphalt road he stepped on in his previous life.

"Don't worry, this is not a swamp, and you won't sink into it. It's just that the mud is a bit thick."

Chu Yan stood not far away, looking at her quietly with his hands behind his back.

Ying Baoyue stepped on it again after hearing the words, but it didn't sink anymore.The mud under his feet didn't even reach the back of his feet, and every step he took, there was a stench rising up, which made people sick, like walking in a sewer.

Ying Baoyue mobilized her true energy to cover her feet, loosened the chain, and walked slowly in front of Chu Yan.

True Yuan can resist the infiltration of sludge, but it cannot make people float, and they are still deeply immersed in the sludge with every step.

Chu Yan looked at the girl who walked up to him without changing her face, and raised her eyebrows, "Remember, don't look down at your feet."

"why?"

At this time, Ji Jiashu followed Ying Baoyue and fell to the ground.

He imitated Ying Baoyue's movements and had mobilized his true energy to cover his feet beforehand. The weird touch at the moment he stepped on it still made him shudder. The soles of his feet were not only sticky and slippery, but there were also several hard objects mixed in the slippery texture. .

Hearing Chu Yan's words, he reflexively glanced at his feet.

With just one glance, he froze in place.

What is scattered all over the ground is not mud at all, but a mixture of flesh and blood mixed with human bone dregs.

Looking at the bone balls floating on the back of his feet, a feeling of nausea rushed out of Ji Jiashu's stomach, and he retched violently.

"This is a normal reaction," Chu Yan stood aside and looked at him leisurely, with gloating light in his eyes.

On the other hand, looking at Ying Baoyue who was standing aside with normal expression, Chu Yan's eyes flashed.

This woman looked more like she came out of hell than him.

"Jiashu?" Ying Baoyue called softly.

"I'm fine," Ji Jiashu felt dizzy and insisted, "I'll be fine soon."

"Stand here if you can't stand still," Chu Yan said coldly, "This place is not for a pampered young master like you."

The filth produced when the sinners were tortured on the eighteenth floor above will be poured down, and the blood mud on the nineteenth floor is the most, it is hell among hells.

Ji Jiashu bit the tip of his tongue, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were burning, "I can stand still."

"Then let's go," Chu Yan snorted, "Time is limited, hurry up."

He looked at Ying Baoyue, "You decide where we go."

"I?"

Ying Baoyue was taken aback. The place they were standing at was a crossroads, and there were dark doors in all four directions.

"I don't know where Du Ziqing will be locked up," Chu Yan said lightly, "I've never seen him before, so I can't recognize his aura."

"If you really care about this person's life and death, you must be able to judge which direction his breath is in?"

Chu Yan chuckled, "After all, there is no formation to isolate the breath in this place."

Before Ying Baoyue could speak, Ji Jiashu gritted his teeth and said, "How can you recognize the breath in this kind of place?"

The underground stench is strong enough to poison a giant beast. Under such circumstances, it is necessary for people to identify the faint smell that may exist. How is this possible?

"I can't help if I can't recognize it," Chu Yan shrugged, "After all, I'm not looking for someone."

Ji Jiashu gritted his teeth. He wanted to reprimand Chu Yan for being irresponsible, but he swallowed the words. It was unbelievable that this person helped them.

Ying Baoyue said quietly, "Then I'll try."

"Embracing the moon?"

Ji Jiashu was suffocated. It is not difficult to identify the breath itself. The problem is that it means to unblock the smell.

This place can be called a stinky hell. The reason why they can stand here without fainting is that they use their real energy to cover part of their sense of smell.

If Ying Baoyue wanted to identify the breath, he had to face the stench that was more terrifying than poisonous gas.

"It's okay," Ying Baoyue closed her eyes and untied the barrier of true energy.

At the moment the smell came in, a thought came to her mind, it would be better if she was suffocated at this moment.

But she can't suffocate, she has to sniff carefully, to identify whether there is a familiar smell from the strong and complex smell.

Ji Jiashu stood beside Ying Baoyue, who had his eyes closed. The moment his true essence dispersed, he saw Ying Baoyue's brows slightly frowned.

But the pain she suffered at that moment was definitely more than that.

Seeing the blood oozing from Ji Jiashu's fingers, Chu Yan's eyes deepened.

He had never had a good impression of such a young master from such a superior family, but at this moment, he seemed to see himself sitting by the fire with his legs crossed.

He walked up to Ji Jiashu, "What? Did you feel distressed?"

Ji Jiashu took a deep breath, "I just hate that I can't help her."

Chu Yan lowered his eyes, "Some things are like this."

Even if he became a heavenly rank and an elder, he still couldn't change it, and could only watch her suffer.

For Ying Baoyue in front of him, he had never been able to look at her with the same mood as when he looked at the fire. In his eyes, the soul of the underground and the former Qin princess after the seizure were two different people.

But now, Chu Yan found that these two people were gradually merging in his heart.

Chu Yan stared at Ying Baoyue who closed his eyes and sniffed, and sighed, "If you are a man, your fiancée is really a tough guy."

No.19 layer light, the surging stench is enough to kill thousands of troops, but Ying Baoyue held on without flinching, even he couldn't help admiring it.

"She doesn't need to be a man," Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue's eyebrows, "She is her."

"She can do anything."

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes, his eyes were a little complicated, "Yes."

Ji Jiashu was startled when he heard the words, always feeling that Chu Yan's words seemed to have some deep meaning.

But before he could ask, Ying Baoyue suddenly opened his eyes, "I found it. He's here."

"Du Ziqing?" Chu Yan was a little surprised, "Is he really locked up on this floor?"

He was just guessing before, but he didn't expect that a mere shepherd was really locked in the deepest part of the execution hall.

Who the hell is Du Ziqing?
"Where are the others?"

Ying Baoyue pointed to the right, "This direction."

Chu Yan's eyes sharpened, "Then let's go."

Without hesitation, he led Ying Baoyue and others to the passage on the right.

"Wait, isn't there a guard here?" Ji Jiashu asked after following.

"Let's talk about it when we have bad luck," Chu Yan said as he walked, his eyes deep.

The passage in front of me is made of bricks and stones, but the surface of the bricks can hardly be seen, and they are all soaked in blood mud. On both sides of the passage are rows of prison cells, each of which is dark, with puddles of black mud inside. Don't know what's closed.

Ying Baoyue followed Chu Yan and walked forward stepping on the mud. Gradually, her pace became faster and faster, and she started to run.

(End of this chapter)