Li Tajin looked back at the way he came out. The lighting above the entrance was dim. He looked at Chen Xiaolin silently. Chen Xiaolin, who was resisting the danger, remained calm. he shook his head.

At that moment they all knew there was no way out.

They weren't sure how long they would be on a near-vertical slope, but were surprised when they reached a gentle slope and didn't have to worry about their footing. Fantasy of falling to death.

As the two walked along the gentle slope, they felt as stable as if they were walking on flat ground.

Chen Xiaolin noticed that the clothes on Li Duanen's back were almost pletely torn, and there were scratches on her back with blood and dirt. He was anxious to touch these wounds and said to Li Duojin, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry I hurt you because you had to support me along the way."

“It doesn’t matter, the pain actually calms me down.” Li Duaren smiled slightly at Chen Xiaolin, then rubbed her arm and asked suspiciously, feeling that all the pores were tightly swollen. "I feel like the temperature here is a little cold."

“Well, it’s very cold.” Chen Xiaolin nodded and sighed. White vapor was visible to the naked eye.

The maximum temperature here is only around 10 degrees.

Continuing to advance, Li Duaren and Chen Xiaolin felt more and more strange spatial structures in this underground area. Along the way, the gravity and magnetic fields seemed to change, and at times they were unsure whether they were walking on flat ground. On normal vertical slopes, it is still difficult to descend on flat ground.

The weirdness goes far beyond that, and the environments are pretty weird too.

As they walked behind them, their feet actually touched the snow. Is there still snow in this place?

Li Duan and Chen Xiaolin braved the cold as they moved on a slope covered in snow that didn't reach the soles of their feet. The cold entered their bodies from their feet and reached their brains.

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