Chapter 1488
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"…" Ye Qingtang frowned slightly as she looked at the thick fog around her. She felt that there was something strange about the fog. She could vaguely see a lot of white and black cotton fog mixed in the gray fog. It looked like cotton wadding, but when she reached out to touch it, it did not feel solid at all. It was like condensed fog.
"There are some strange things in the fog. I'm afraid you can't use your voice transmission stone." The little white tiger lay on Ye Qingtang's arm and shook its whiskers. The cold air in the fog made its nose uncomfortable.
Ye Qingtang was puzzled, but she remembered Ling Yan's last words. Ling Yan must have his reasons for letting her enter this place.
Just as Ye Qingtang was deep in thought, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind her. She could vaguely hear the voices of the Jiang Family disciples.
They actually chased her in?
Ye Qingtang was rather surprised.
Before entering the Land of Infinite Demons, Jiang Shangyu had instructed her many times not to step into the forbidden land.
She had no choice but to enter this place. Were those people … tired of living?
How much did they want to kill her …
Although she thought so, Ye Qingtang did not dare to stay any longer. She immediately carried the little white tiger and quickened her pace.
Ye Qingtang felt as if something was crawling under her feet as the rustling sound traveled into her ears. She looked down instinctively and saw that the ground was covered with black lines that were as thin as hair. The black lines intertwined with each other. If one didn't look closely, it would look like the black ground, but if one looked closely, they would see that the intertwined black lines were wriggling. Ye Qingtang's eyes widened as she looked at Ye Qingtang carefully.
The black lines kept wriggling, but they moved away from where Ye Qingtang's feet were standing. The black lines stopped moving where she stood, but once her feet left the ground, the black lines would start moving again at the same spot.
Ye Qingtang did not know what it was. Instinctively, she wanted to get away from it. She wanted to jump up, but she had just flown one meter when she felt a cold breeze brushing past her face.
Taking a closer look, there were countless black lines above her head like a half-falling waterfall, hanging in front of her eyes. They were tightly intertwined, like countless black hair drooping downwards. When they brushed past her face, they wriggled slightly, causing goosebumps to rise all over her body.
She decided that it was safer to stay on the ground. She couldn't see where the black lines were coming from under the thick fog.
But the moment her feet touched the ground, a heart-wrenching wail could be heard from a few meters behind her.
Ye Qingtang recognized that voice. It belonged to one of the Jiang Family disciples beside Jiang Qin.
Before she could figure out what was going on, a few disheveled figures dashed out from behind her in a hurry.
This time, Ye Qingtang saw it clearly.
The Jiang Family disciples who had chased after her all the way here looked as if they had seen a ghost. Their faces were deathly pale, and their eyes were wide open as they frantically ran forward. As they ran, the black lines on the ground seemed to have a mind of their own and kept climbing up their legs.
They broke free and tried to escape, but more black lines appeared in front of them.
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