Luo Qingchen glanced sideways at her, and she looked over at the same time.
There was silence in the air, and for a long time she said: "I will probably die on the third floor. If you can still go up, can you do me a favor?"
Hers is very crisp, with a hint of darkness in the crispness. But what Luo Qingchen heard the most was... desolation.
"Say." Although she spoke concisely and to the point, just by asking, it meant that she had decided to do her a favor.
"Girl, if you are lucky enough to climb to the sixth floor and choose the third space, you will meet a gentle scholar." She took a deep breath and said, "Please help me convey to him that I am here."
When she finished saying this, she could feel tears flashing in the eyes of the woman in front of her, but she held back her tears strongly.
"May I have your name?"
"Xingpu."
"If you want to convey it, I will definitely bring it to you." Luo Qingchen said with a slight frown: "You don't have to break through these three floors. Even if you are going to die, why bother?"
She looked at Xingtong with half-squinted eyes. She had numerous injuries, big and small. It was a miracle that she could reach this point.
Besides, she knew very well that if she went up, she would die, so why should she be so persistent.
"Because he always thinks that I am afraid of death, and he always thinks that I will not die for him..." Xingtong took a deep breath, stared at the front with a pair of deep eyes and said slowly: "But since we have made an appointment to meet in Huangquan. , I will definitely come."
"Underworld?" Luo Qingchen was stunned for a moment, a flash of surprise flashed in her clear eyes, and she said in disbelief: "Are you a mortal?"
Oh my God! There are mortals who can break into the third floor of the Soul-Eating Tower. To be fair, if the original owner was a mortal, even if she had the ancient artifact, she might not be able to reach this point.
The woman in front of her named Xing Tong relied on how she stood tall and defeated the demon with thousands of years of resentment and walked up...
"Let's call him half an immortal cultivator!" Xingtong sighed helplessly: "My ability is limited, even if I try my best, I can only get here. But why are you different? You have an ancient artifact in your right hand..."
Luo Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You are a cultivator, and you know a lot. You wait for me here, and after I finish conveying this sentence to you, you can consider whether to come up and die."
After the sound fell, Luo Qingchen casually walked to a space without saying a word, and a dazzling blue light hit her instantly.
She was in danger on almost every level, but luck seemed to be on her side at every level.
But it can't be said that she won by luck. Perhaps it can be said that... luck is also a kind of strength.
She was not sure whether Xing Tong had entered the third level of space, but she did not see Xing Tong after she came out of the fourth level.
The fourth floor, the fifth floor, the sixth floor...
When you reach the sixth floor, you will see a world of colorful flowers. A huge pear tree comes into view, with red ribbons hanging on it. Each ribbon has a name written on it - Xingtong.
"How many years have passed, and there are actually people in this world who can actually reach the sixth floor of the Soul-Eating Tower." There was a cool voice in the air, with a hint of excitement and loneliness.
System prompt: The safer the place, the more dangerous it is. The host should be careful!
I know.
Luo Qingchen frowned, slowly pulled out the Fengwu Sword in his hand, and entered a state of alert.
"Then since you're here, stay here forever! Enjoy endless dreams and endless loneliness-" (To be continued)