CHAPTER 1769: CHAPTER 1763: IT’S UP TO YOU

"Wait..." As soon as Tang Ye thought about the reason why the other party blindfolded him, he immediately realized that the other party seemed to be buying time?

Recalling everything he and Lu Xiaojie had experienced since they entered the world of the painting until now, there were no graffiti figures appearing as soon as they entered, no hidden doll sheep, and Lu Xiaojie’s previous urging. It seemed his suspicion was being confirmed: he and Lu Xiaojie had fallen into a trap!

Tang Ye immediately wanted to stop this boring blindfold game and do something, but now it was too late to realize. Another pair of arms had just grown on his back, and in the next instant, Tang Ye felt numerous hands grabbing every part of his body!

These countless hands began to exert force, trying to press him to the ground, but how could Tang Ye surrender without a fight? He exerted force in resistance against these hands!

AH!!

After roughly more than ten seconds of stalemate, Tang Ye suddenly heard a sharp scream. The sound was piercing, like thousands of steel needles piercing his ears, penetrating his eardrums directly to his head, causing Tang Ye’s body to weaken, and in that moment of weakness, he couldn’t control himself and fell downward.

His back didn’t hit the ground; at the moment he fell, it seemed the ground had disappeared?

He felt himself falling rapidly, struggling to break free from the other’s grasp, but somehow, he couldn’t break free. Was it because their strength was too great, or his own strength too little?

It was hard to describe this feeling, a sense of powerlessness, yes, the feeling of dreaming!

An invisible frame wrapped around him, making it impossible to stretch his limbs! He continued to fall, fall, the swishing sound in his ears, making it impossible to tell if it was the sound of the wind or something passing through him rapidly as it ascended.

He was controlling every cell in his body to resist, but the sense of powerlessness seeped into his bones. No matter what he did, Tang Ye couldn’t see any reaction from his body. He tried to vaporize, to turn into particles to break free, but it was all futile. More and more hands grabbed his body, applying pressure, and his falling speed increased!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lu Xiaojie was pacing back and forth, her face anxious, looking at the massive black wall in front. Her mind continuously pictured scenes of Tang Ye breaking out successfully, but no matter how much she paced, what she imagined never manifested.

Finally, she stopped her meaningless behavior, took a deep breath, and forcibly calmed herself down!

"No... it’s impossible, here he can’t win, I must do something, yes, I must do something, Dairya... Dairya... I’m sorry, forgive me... I can’t save you... forgive me... heh-hu~"

Taking another deep breath, Lu Xiaojie finally calmed down. She glanced at the sky, started thinking of useful methods, but after a long time, she couldn’t find any clue, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on her forehead!

"Lu Xiaojie! Remember, there must be a way! Yes! There must be a way!"

Taking yet another deep breath, her fists clenched tightly, she began pacing again as before, despairing at the realization that she didn’t have any effective method, could she only wait here?

Of course, she had some methods, but they tested the tacit understanding between the two too much. She didn’t think the tacit understanding between her and Tang Ye was very high,

Somewhat bewildered, she glanced around, her gaze sweeping over the invisible plains, and as she looked, finding no solution, she took a deep breath again, decisively making up her mind!

"I can only do this, Li Henian, it’s up to you, respond quickly for me!"

Nodding fiercely, she then dashed into the distance. Her figure gradually disappeared as this space seemed to fold, taking her body with it!

In the empty room, the gray, gloomy window paper suddenly manifested a shadow. As soon as it appeared, it rapidly expanded. Quickly, the window paper was shattered, and Lu Xiaojie crashed into the room, scattering the neatly arranged books on the table all over the room.

But she didn’t care much; at this moment, she was holding several panic-stricken crows, emitting sharp and unpleasant sounds, and as she stood up, she flung her hands hard. This action didn’t silence the crows but made them cry even more frequently.

"Shut up!" Shouting angrily, she couldn’t be bothered any longer and crashed into the door with her legs!

Bam!

The door burst open, and she stumbled down the stairs, arriving at the inner room where a giant painting covered the wall. The painting depicted a rabbit trapped in a cage, its owner extending a piece of cabbage toward it.

Lu Xiaojie’s gaze quickly focused on the cage’s door; then she slowly extended her hand, but her fingers were blocked by the wall. Subsequently, she withdrew her hand, giving up any hope of luck, and lifted the crows she clenched over her head. With a forceful squeeze, the unfortunate crows’ necks broke instantly, and the viscous crow blood swiftly dripped onto her head, mingling with her hair.

In no time, her head was soaked with crow blood, a drop cutting across her face, giving her a ferocious and terrifying appearance like a ghost from a movie.

"Come on!"

Staring at the giant painting ahead, she charged at it headlong, the crow’s blood on her head splattering, causing certain things to start shaking.

"This is..." Originally plunged in darkness, Tang Ye felt a ray of light shining on his eyelids. The darkness began to whiten, and he tried to open his eyes. At that moment, he felt it, his eyelids opened, and the countless hands gripping his body withdrew rapidly one by one!

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a gray sky, quickly righting himself, and turned to see a dense black fog. At first glance, Tang Ye thought it was the result of his own black fog ability spiraling out of control, but upon closer inspection, it was fundamentally different from his own black fog.

One withered hand after another emerged from it, quickly withdrawing again. Their fingers grasping then loosening, seemingly trying to catch something. But before this mist, there was nothing else. Not long after, apart from the hands, human heads began emerging, their indistinct facial features screaming, emitting piercing cries!

AH!

YA!

Frowning and clenched fists, his body capable of movement, how could Tang Ye just stand there idly? In the next moment, he controlled his body to sprout tentacles, thrusting them toward this mist distinctly different from his own black fog!