Chapter 150 - The Corridor of Time (VI) (2/2)

This surprised Clown a little, “Why?”

“We’re going to attract hosts; only they can tell us where ‘that door’ is”

“That door? Let uess, was it that door that the NPC opened?” Naturally, Clown had also deduced a lot It h the secret chah, he wouldn’t have survived until now

“I didn’t see any signs of a door that had been opened before Or we can go down one level at a tied souls for directions, and if ere lucky enough, we ht find the souls of the NPCs”

Clown said, “Oh, you mean…… you think that the NPC is dead?”

Luo Jian looked around and continued: “This stairway is very old, and the dust on the ground is very thick After stepping on it, some shallow footprints can be seen Other than the traces of blood that you left previously, other dirt or human traces have dried up From this, it seems that either the NPC has escaped, or he has died here and was doomed to stay here forever If he’s alive, at least the marks he left would be new”

“So which of the two possibilities do you think is greater?” Luo Jian raised his head and looked at Clown

Clown covered his face that had blood all over it and said, “Indeed, he is more likely to have died here”

“Do your eyes feel very painful?” Luo Jian saw that he covered his eyes, but there was still blood flowing down his fingers

Luo Jian thought for a moment and said, “I hts I can see clearly in the dark”

His night vision was aot this power He once met such an enemy who used a special skill to trap Luo Jian in the endless darkness Because he was trapped, he was not dead So the ‘revival’ effect of the Asura Realm failed In the endless darkness, Luo Jian lost the ability to see light, but what he adapted to was darkness

Since then, for Luo Jian, darkness was no longer sohtened He could naturally find his way in the dark, and Luo Jian did not knoas guiding him in the front; perhaps it was his obsession that he was unwilling to give up on, or perhaps…… it was nothing

Luo Jian extinguished the netherfire lamp, and his weapon transformed into a fist-sized crystal ball, which also eht This was a weapon of therapeutic foret one in the state of ‘HP up’ Luo Jian placed the ball naturally into Clown’s palm and allowed Clown to hold the crystal ball with both of his hands

Cloas unco now He swayed to the left, to the right and said, “Do I have to hold the ball with both hands? Can’t I hold you? I can’t see anything now! Give me a sense of security, boy!”

Luo Jian ruthlessly exposed Cloas harboring bad intentions, and said: “Don’t pretend, I know you can judge your position even if you can’t see, or you h confidence that you can act in the dark even if you can’t see, which hy you blinded your eyes”

“No!” Clown screamed, “I don’t have any confidence to do so I really don’t have any confidence!”

Interesting fellow Luo Jian could not help laughing, turned to look at Clown, but also began to be soft-hearted He said: “Alright, I’ll hold onto the helm of your clothes and lead you down”

“Really, can’t I hold your soft hand?” Clown asked pitifully

“What’s with your strange cravings? Pedophilia?” Luo Jian was a little speechless

“No! I just really like ss that are particularly adorable! You see, children’s hands are so small, so soft, and so warm that I can’t help but pinch them every time I see them!” When Clown said these words, it could be seen that he was serious He rubbed the crystal ball in his hand, and he called out, “You can’t diss what I like As long as there is that in the world, it is enough to satisfy hed even more joyously He felt that he had not been so happy for such a long tiave hiht have died in the tohed and unconsciously muttered to himself, “Why did you turn out that way in the future?”

“Turn out like what?” Cloas ignorant, naive, and curious as he asked