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In the dark, we ran quickly.

There was silence.

This is a space where there is no sound of footsteps.

I don’t know how long I ran, but gradually there was light ahead.

The ghost baby appears again in our sights.

This is a pale and dark space.

Although there is no end in sight, it does not feel open, but extremely depressing.

My feet seemed to be stepping on air, and there was no sense of security at all.

The ghost baby slowed down and gradually stopped.

In front of it is a black iron door.

My eyes suddenly widened.

This door looks very familiar.

It is the dark door that gradually opens in Yunze's painting.

what happened?

Isn't that door a symbol of Yunze's inner darkness? Why does it appear here?

I couldn't help but speed up and chased him to the door.

Xiaoying struggled to catch up from behind. She looked very tired, her face became paler, and the cold sweat wet the broken hair on her forehead.

The moment we all arrived, the iron door popped open with a click, revealing a gap.

The ghost baby immediately slipped in through the crack in the door.

I opened the iron door.

There seemed to be a palace inside.

In the tall and majestic hall, the thick pillars on both sides seem to tower into the clouds.

The figure running inside the ghost baby is like a tiny ant.

Xiaoying's face showed a look of fear, and her body trembled involuntarily, but she still did not flinch.

Resolutely enter the hall with me.

Watch as you walk.

There are many huge portraits hanging on the walls on both sides of the hall.

From ancient times to modern times.

From abroad to home.

There are all kinds of characters.

Both men and women, young and old.

The only thing they have in common is that their eyes are full of darkness and greed.

The last portrait is of a very ordinary and down-and-out man.

From the similarities in facial features, it can be seen that he is Qiyue.

This is who he really is.

The ordinary appearance is in sharp contrast to the desire in the eyes.

He was neither the first nor the last person to make a deal with the devil.

Behind his portrait, there is a blank frame.

It's like a huge twisted mouth that can swallow people's souls.

Behind the blank picture frame is the end of the hall.

July sat on a high throne, looking down at us coldly.

And Wu Danling was kneeling humbly under the throne.

"Haha! I can actually find this place! It seems that I underestimated your desires." Qiyue moved the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Although he was a little surprised, there was no trace of panic in his expression. Instead, he looked interested.

He rested one hand on the armrest and turned an ancient-looking pen in the other.

It seems that he and Wu Danling have not completed the deal yet.

Wu Danling stood up slowly, turned around and looked at Xiaoying angrily.

"Why?"

"Why did you come here?"

She clenched her fists, very excited.

Xiaoying calmed down and met her gaze fearlessly.

"You obviously have everything, why do you still want to snatch it from me?"

"You said, without your mediocrity, how can you set off my excellence?" Xiaoying opened the corner of her mouth and showed a sarcastic smile.

"How could I allow you to change your life?"

"I just can't see you getting better!"

"They are right, you are just sick!" Wu Danling's chest heaved violently and he roared loudly.

"You crazy woman with a dark heart!"

"I finally got this far. If you try to stop me, I won't let you succeed even if I die!"

Xiaoying was not to be outdone: "Okay, let's see which of us will succeed in the end!"

Two dagger-like glances collided.

The smell of gunpowder filled the hall.

Although these two opposing sisters have different personalities, they have one thing in common.

Even death will not make the other party feel better.

Qi Qiu, who was sitting on the throne, watched this scene with great interest, and took advantage of the situation to add fuel to the fire.

"I'm very satisfied with your performance. What magic needs is people with strong desires like you."

"However, what makes me very embarrassed is that there can only be one lucky person."

"Who among you is it?"

"Of course it's me!" Wu Danling immediately shouted through gritted teeth.

"Don't speak too soon!" Xiaoying walked quickly towards Wu Danling.

The two women immediately started fighting, pushing and yelling at each other.

Fights between women can be quite thrilling.

But no matter how scheming Wu Danling is, she is just an ordinary person in the final analysis. Can she beat Xiaoying who has a strong devil around her?

I looked around.

I don’t know where the ghost baby is hiding.

But none of this matters to me.

July has been found and it's time for me to get on with my mission.

I stepped towards the throne.

"You want to reap the benefits?" Qiyue's hand that turned the pen suddenly stopped and stared at me coldly.

"Whatever you say, I just want the soul painting."

I stepped up the stairs step by step, and the long knife was already unsheathed.

The rusty blade had faded away, glowing with a cold light.

When Qi Qiu caught a glimpse of the long knife, his eyes suddenly changed, but he immediately regained his composure.

"Who are you?"

"Don't you find it boring to ask such a question?" I was already standing at the top of the stairs, looking straight into Qiyue's eyes.

"I don't know what you mean by the Soul Painting, but if you want to sign a contract with magic power, I can consider it." Qi Qiyue was still cautious.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Are you having trouble with your brain, or are you having a problem with your ears?"

"I have repeated the same words for the third time."

"My patience is limited."

Dragging the long knife, I stepped towards July.

"Humph, I don't know how to appreciate it!" Qi Qiyue's face turned cold, and the hand holding the pen tightened suddenly.

The black nails grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were as sharp as a knife blade.

He raised his wrist and flicked his fingers.

The razor-like nails flew toward me in a swishing motion.

"Little tricks!"

My expression remained unchanged and I waved my long knife.

The intention is just to resist.

But something magical happened.

There seemed to be a force coming from the long knife, leading my hand to swing rapidly.

Swish, swish, swish a few times.

The black fingernails were chopped into pieces.

I felt happy.

The change of the long knife is naturally related to the black mist absorbed in Professor Gao's villa.

Could it be that the sword soul inside is about to awaken?

Although I was happy in my heart, I remained calm and mysterious on the outside.

Qi Qi couldn't help but frown when she saw how easily I defeated his tricks, and her expression became a little more fearful.

He slapped the armrest of the throne fiercely.

Boom boom boom!

The steps trembled, and countless sharp knives grew rapidly from the ground.

Chang Dao reacted one step before me.

He took off his hands and flew out, spinning like lightning on the ground.

Blades of light flashed past.

The long knife was unstoppable, cutting off the sharp knife like a leek.

The speed is amazing.

Of course, I haven't been idle either.

Before the new sharp knife grew out, I had already rushed to the throne.

Stretch out your hand.

The long knife returned to my hand.

I put my foot on the throne and pressed my body forward.

Looking down at July coldly.

"Do you need me to repeat the same question a fourth time?"