On one side of the red carpet, an invisible thin thread was about an inch from the ground, and a deadly mine was connected to one end, and it was about to touch it.

"Brother Jian, be careful, come and I will support you." Hans grabbed Yang Jian's arm with a big hand, and the latter steadily crossed the mine lead.

"Xixi, don't worry, I'll hug you." Belis gently picked up the little loli, jumped up one after another, and jumped over the minefield.

"Brother Bao, why are you going to compete?" The sharpshooter smiled sly, turned his gun casually, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Feng, you kid never like to show off your dew, why did you have this idea today?" Bob wiped his nose.

"It's nothing, I feel a little depressed, so it's time to have some fun."

The sharpshooter looked at the exit directly in front of him, where there was a round door, locked, without any gaps, and just waiting for someone to open.

"Forget it," Feng sighed, "Brother Bao, why should we go together?" He seemed a little melancholy in his heart.

"I really don't understand what your kid thinks." Bob scratched his head, walked forward, and put a big hand on the shoulder of the sharpshooter.

"Brother, be happy. There are too many obstacles to overcome in life. If you are not optimistic and keep silent, how can you survive?" Bob carelessly stepped over a mine lead.

"Brother Bao..." The sharpshooter wanted to speak but stopped. He suddenly had a special premonition that something big would happen.

"Feng, Bob, hurry up and gather in front of the gate." Yang Jian waved to the two of them.

The quaint door is covered with dust, and it seems that no one has opened it for hundreds of years. The golden door knocker has been stained with bronze by time.

"Okay, everyone finally walked out of this dangerous area." Yang Jian wiped his sweat and glanced at the hall he had just walked past.

"Do you want a break or open the door?"

Feng kept looking at the door, feeling the more uneasiness in his heart. If he opened the door, would he lose anything?

"Okay, since everyone has no objection, it's a pity." Yang Jian is still unscrupulous.

He walked forward, stretched out a hand, and gently held the door knocker, the slimy touch made him feel uncomfortable.

Yang Jian tried his best, but the door was not moving at all, so he increased his strength.

"Cruff", a crack finally appeared on the door, and a bright light drilled out through the gap, which further aroused Yang Jian's curiosity. The blue veins on his arm were exposed, and the crack of the door was widened.

Several rays of light shone into the hall in unison, illuminating everyone as if they were covered with clouds. Everyone walked into the door in the light.

The misty sky and white snowflakes fall down, turning into various shapes.

"The passing shadows of the people are paired in the sky, and the carved railings and jade are shining with the moonlight", the ethereal sound echoed in the air.

"Everyone, why not hold hands with me like a dream, turning into ice and sleeping for thousands of years?" The sound stopped instantly, and the snowflakes in the sky fell, as if they were real and illusory.

Yang Jian only felt the snowflakes in front of him, turning into Ceria, Ophelia, Norton, and all his friends. The prosperity of that life flashed through his mind like a movie.

"Retrace back..." At this time, a crack in time and space was torn open in the air, revealing a huge lion's head, with endless majesty in his eyes.

"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, outsiders will send you back to your original time and space." A ray of light shot out from the lion's head's eyes, covering Yang Jian's whole body and absorbing him into the crack.

After the lion head did this, he let out a long sigh.
Chapter completed!