This realization really frightened her. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Qingtian even thought of "Truman's world". This so-called Borderlands... What is it? Who is sending her in? What does the person who sent her in want her to do? Is it like Truman for people to watch?

That's horrible.

Qingtian sat on the ground for a long time, staring at the A4 paper for a long time.

The reason why this person in the shadows chose this way to deliver her a message should mean that this person is afraid of being recognized by himself. And being able to recognize it by handwriting means that this person should be a person who is extremely familiar to him.

The city lord of the city, Shao Qingyun, Wang Ze'an, Ah Qiao, or other people she hadn't thought of yet?

But no matter who this person is, this fact is not what he wants to accept.

It's really scary.

But fortunately, sunny days are not the kind of people who can easily fall into frustration. It wasn't until the mouse poked her five times that Qingtian stood up and threw the A4 paper back into the invisible bag to put it away, adding a stealth trick to herself and the mouse.

Then retreat to a considerable distance.

Before he shook the round thing in his hand and was about to throw it out, Qingtian's action stopped again. He touched the head of the mouse shrunken on his shoulder, and said softly: "The movement may be a little big later, don't be afraid." ”

The mouse nodded his head, then shrank back.

Qingtian originally wanted to remind it to shrink back and fall down for a while, but after thinking about it, it still didn't speak.

The round thing in her hand shook a few more times, and then she threw the thing out with all her strength, and the moment she threw it out, she suddenly reacted, why did she believe what was written on the paper... She's not so easy to trust other people.

But at this time, she can't be allowed to think too much. This thought flashed through her mind, and the next moment, she quickly squatted down, stretched out her hand to hold her head, and only stared at her toes, thinking nothing else.

There was a lot of movement in the stone chamber at first, and then there was a rather strong smell of gunpowder.

After a violent shaking like an earthquake, the whole world fell silent.

Qingtian rubbed his hair, which was now covered with loess and stone chips. Just as he was about to move, there was a little gray squirrel nesting there.

Qingtian was about to grin, but when he saw that the small ball was still shaking, he held back the smile, reached out and picked up the small thing that was still curled up and touched it, "You were scared just now, right?"

The little thing shook a few more times, and almost shook all the clods of soil on its body to Xiao Qingtian's palm, and then raised his head tremblingly and cautiously.

On a sunny day, the tip of the heart is soft.

This little thing...

Calm down the little things, and then look around on a sunny day to see what the black thing has blown up this place.

The place where the pool was originally a pool is now a large hole, and beyond the hole is a three-meter-wide corridor. Only then did Qingtian realize that the stone chamber was above the side of the corridor, and the pool... She didn't know what it was for.

The movement of the bombing pool was quite large, and Qing Tian didn't dare to stay here for long, even if she had already cast the stealth trick, but there were countless masters in the Borderlands, and it would be miserable if she accidentally killed her.

Qingtian put the mouse on his shoulder, and then slowly got out of the big hole that exploded with the red umbrella that had changed back.

The hallway was quite long, and there was nothing else to discern other than the torches on the walls—directions or anything else. Qingtian held her chin at the entrance of the big hole and thought for a while, still not knowing which way she should go, or the mouse stood on her shoulder and poked her cheek, and then she remembered that there was a small animal beside her.

Animals' ability to discern direction is much higher than that of humans, not to mention that he is still a foodie mouse, so he should be a master of the underground world.

So Qingtian walked very obediently in the direction pointed by the mouse.

It didn't take long for her to hear some movement on a sunny day, and before she could find a place to hide, a few figures quickly popped out of the corner. The four of them are dressed quite neatly, and they are uniformly distributed at a glance.

As soon as these four people appeared, Qingtian heard them running and saying, "Why did you just blow up a place yesterday and make such a big move today?"

Another said: "Don't someone break in again, or it's another rush." ”

"Actually, that's not the most important thing," the third person replied, "don't you think, it's blowing up every day, let alone those people outside, I think this place is going to collapse... In such a deep place, we will definitely die when the time comes. ”

As soon as the third person's words came out, the faces of the four people changed. In the end, it was the one who took the lead with a straight look, "What nonsense, it's very solid down here, and it's a complete overthinking of the collapse or something." ”

When the third person wanted to refute something, he was glared at by the man, "Okay! Don't say it! Hurry up and see what's going on in front of you, if someone really breaks in and doesn't catch you, you will feel good." ”

So the four of them began to run forward again in earnest.

Sunny Sky spent thirty seconds thinking about whether to put these people down in case they found themselves in, or whether to pretend not to see them and quickly go inside the enemy to avoid startling the snakes.

The end result is to prevent the grass from startling the snake to win.

Under the command of the guinea pig, Sunny Sky is like a fish in water in this labyrinthine dungeon, and has avoided the pre-set mechanism more than once. But even so, she accidentally triggered several traps.

The movement of the mechanism was so loud that it barely took her to penetrate deep into the enemy's interior before the enemy knew that someone had broken in. Groups of people passed by Qingtian, and Qingtian subconsciously held his breath every time, I have to say, this experience is quite heartbreaking...

After turning a corner again, Qingtian was finally tired and out of breath, but fortunately, the scenery in front of me was also a little different.

It's no longer just a corridor, if I had to give it a name... Then only the "cell" is more appropriate. The two sides of the corridor have been transformed from stone walls into stone prisons. Quite a few people are being held inside.

Or not just the detention, there are also a lot of execution tools here, many people have been tortured and fainted, and those who have not fainted are sitting there with their heads down, only the strength to inhale and exhale.

Qingtian looked angry in her heart, but soon she calmed down again. She couldn't act rashly until she knew what this place was, until she didn't know who these people were.