Chapter 2502 The Legend of Sleeping Beauty (39)

  The sound of viscous liquid dripping was heard, not loud, but extremely scary.

  It seems that there is a sinister demon hiding in the dark, staring at him ready to go, every time he moves, he feels the danger is approaching a few steps.

   is nearby, or, in his close proximity.

"…anyone there?"

   Poor April, finally trembling.

   Probe slowly, leaning over.

  There was a hazy whiteness in front of his eyes, almost blind.

  The touch of both hands is infinitely magnified, and it is easy to feel that he has touched the sticky thing.

  It looks like the snot that flows down when a person is sick.

   Touch it again, as if you can touch something that is wriggling.

  Like a bug.

   It is sticky and greasy, and it can touch cold and hard things.

   His fingers that were purple from the cold shrank suddenly.

  Probably realizing something, he backed away suddenly, like a panicked mouse.

  Want to hide, but don't know the direction.

  There was sticky liquid everywhere under his feet, one of them lost his footing and suddenly slipped—

   I don't know where it fell, but I heard a muffled groan.

   It seemed to be Beat's voice.

   When I fell, it was finally no longer the cold and sticky thing that looked like snot, but a warm body.

   April trembled instantly.

   "Beate!"

   "How are you?! What's wrong with you?"

  Blind, he can't see anything clearly, he can only rely on his feelings.

  Frantically pushing the person lying on the ground, trying to wake him up.

   "Beate! Wake up! Wake up!"

  Beate woke up with a shaking, and his head fainted for a while.

   The sky is spinning, and there are still quite serious sequelae.

   Forced to wake up, barely regain consciousness.

  Eyes have not been opened yet, smelling the severe stench in the air, coupled with being shaken violently, instantly nauseated.

   "...vomit—"

   "Don't—don't shake—"

   Poor Beate, was thrown miserably, as if all internal organs were smashed to pieces.

  The body was turned upside down, aching, sore and weak.

  Because his consciousness is not fully awake yet, he has to forcefully open his eyes to stop him.

   Hearing his voice, even if it was only weak, April seemed agitated, overwhelmed.

  The prey who thought he was alone in a dangerous place suddenly found a companion. The feeling was naturally pleasantly surprised and indescribable.

   It made him less afraid of the surrounding environment, his heart calmed down, and his nerves relaxed a little.

   "As long as you are here, as long as you are here."

  He said, "Forgive me for being too scared just now, and I really don't know what to do."

   "...cough—cough cough—"

  Beate was dizzy and inexplicably hurt, as if he had been knocked just now.

  He pressed his head and slowly sat up.

  The strong stench around him was so strong that it was hard to ignore, it was too stimulating and stimulated his nerves.

  His vision gradually changed from blurred to clear, and the surrounding environment was slightly dim with some light.

  Before he saw the environment clearly, he heard his inexplicably emotional brother say, "Look, what is this place? Where are we now?"

   "My eyes can't see anymore. I must have been stabbed by the light just now. Take a look, have we gone out? Are we outside the castle now?"

  He was full of hope, but his injured eyes were covered with white mist.

  It looks like a child, but still a child with a pure heart and an extremely innocent child.

  (end of this chapter)