Chapter 2468 The Legend of Sleeping Beauty (5)

The road that was supposed to be one road now, for some unknown reason, split into two.

Standard bifurcation.

One to the left and one to the right.

Extremely symmetrical.

The symmetry is even weird.

As if a mirror had been inserted in the center of the fork, the left and right paths were exactly the same.

Same width, same light.

They are all pitch black, like tunnels, extending infinitely.

A long stretch, extending to unknown places.

She stood in the middle of the intersection, looking left and right.

The few people who were ahead didn't know which way to go. They didn't leave any footsteps or any signs.

She stood still for a while, then, with a little hesitation, slowly chose the left side.

Nothing but intuition.

If you don’t know the road, you can only walk by feeling.

She walked forward cautiously, and the moment she stepped onto the road on the left, the intersection behind her disappeared.

Not a second was wasted.

The road on the right is gone.

It was as if everything was just her illusion, just an illusion that she couldn't see clearly.

The other road disappears and only one road remains.

The wide road was more than enough for her to walk alone.

She turned and looked behind her. The path disappeared and was covered with thorns again.

The dark and hard thorns are like sharp blades.

The dense thorns make one's scalp tingle and the heart feel frightened just by looking at them.

He appeared behind her so blatantly, as if he was staring at her.

Silent, eerily quiet.

Ahead, looking ahead, the road stretches infinitely, eerie and dark.

It was as if she had stepped into the belly of some gigantic monster. The stench was strong, completely of decay and fermentation.

Even stronger than what I smelled just now.

It's so strong that it's almost hard to breathe.

She stood still for a moment, then wrapped her cloak tightly around her and continued moving forward silently.

Walking towards the unknown road ahead, the pace quickened and even started to trot.

The trees nearby were grotesque, like a ghost with teeth and claws.

She stared intently, but was not intimidated by the terrifying sight around her.

Just keep moving forward, forward.

Keep on the road.

Behind her, the thorny thorns slowly intertwined and squirmed.

Keep up, step by step.

Not leaving even an inch.

In the darkness, in the dark soil covered with thorns, as they grew, a few dark yellow solids were vaguely exposed in the soil.

The strong stench in the air seemed to be emanating from there.

Dark khaki color with unknown dark stains.

It was like a corpse that had been buried in the soil for many years and never saw the light of day.

Cold, just hiding under the roots of the thorn bush, it was still stained with a bit of the blood of the dead.

Rotten and smelly.

Exposed slightly to the soil, it was quickly swallowed up by the soil.

Silently, they were forced to act as fertilizer here, providing nutrients.

But the person walking in front knew nothing about all this.

Like an ignorant guinea pig, he just moved forward step by step.

Towards a dangerous abyss.

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at the same time.

right.

Another road at the fork.

The two princes and two of their followers walked on this road, and the initial excitement on their faces gradually disappeared.

The further they walked, the more their expressions changed.

Become heavy, cautious, even a little scared.