The sofa, coffee table, beautiful floor-to-ceiling vases, and various sculptures with a strong sense of art in the living room have all been moved to a corner of the side, and the living room, which is large enough, is exceptionally empty and open because there is no furniture.

If Jiang Henglin saw that the furniture and decorations he had carefully selected were piled up like garbage in the way, he didn't know how he would feel.

"Are you going to pour it out now?" said Sora, holding a blue magic pattern bag, with a tangled expression.

"Hurry up, don't waste time!" Chang Zhaowen nodded, his tone resolute and unquestionable.

"That'...... "Now that the boss has spoken, he has done so, although ....... But this house is not his, anyway, why think about it so much. Kongkong shrugged his shoulders, gently pinched the open magic pattern bag with both hands, and silently recited "three, two, one!" in his heart, and turned the open magic pattern bag in his hand down.

"No, it's not like you're going to ...... all at once" Chang Zhaowen's words didn't even have time to finish, and the person was swallowed up by something that fell on his head and face.

"Bang!" A dull loud bang sounded, the calm of Lihu Lake was broken, and the originally calm and waveless lake suddenly set off a wave of turbulent waves, and many fish, shrimp and crabs dormant in the depths of the lake scrambled to the surface of the water. For a while, the lake was crowded with a large number of fish and shrimp, and even a few big fish jumped high into the air.

"Oh my God, there's an earthquake!" With that earth-shattering sound, many people felt the ground tremble, and the vase on the table was also greatly displaced due to the tremor. In less than two minutes, most of the people in the surrounding buildings rushed out of their villas, many of them didn't even have time to put on their shoes, and some were still wearing clothes while running, which was really embarrassing. Fortunately, there are many open areas in the villa area, and panicked people gather on the lawn and flower beds in twos and threes.

"I just called a friend from the Earthquake Bureau, saying that our S City is not in the earthquake zone at all, and we haven't measured any abnormalities today, shouldn't it be an earthquake?"

"It's not an earthquake, what is it? Anyway, I felt a strong tremor!"

"Do you think it's because the pile is being driven at a nearby construction site?"

"Impossible! Our Lihu Lake is surrounded by gardens and green areas, and there is no construction site at all!"

"Then I was just sitting on the sofa, and suddenly the person jumped up, what the hell is going on?"

"You see that the fish and shrimp in the lake are not normal, this should be a precursor to a tsunami, right? I will no longer wait here stupidly, I will leave! If it is really a tsunami, there is flat land around, and there is no place to hide!"

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If for the vast majority of the residents of Lihu Villa, the small earthquake that happened just now did not cause them any physical harm, but only caused them to fear the unknown, then Chang Zhaowen and Kongkong are the people at the heart of the storm.

The high dome of the living room, and the hall that had been emptied, couldn't hold the things that Empty poured out of his small magic bag, and in an instant, the empty space was directly given to the ceiling by the mess under his feet, and the pile of debris that filled all the space was directly given to the ceiling, if he wasn't clever enough just now, while dumping the items in the magic bag, he jumped high with the help of demonic power, then now he would definitely be firmly pressed to the bottom of the mountain composed of debris, and he couldn't get out.

The empty whole body was firmly pressed against the ceiling, and he finally used his hands to peel off a thick piece of wood that almost deformed his face, and forcibly pushed the surrounding debris aside, and under the action of a strong external force, the sundries were squeezed together and finally squeezed out a little space, barely enough to turn around in a careful space, but at this time, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter - what about Chang Zhaoliterati?

Worst!

Kongkong was a little panicked, when Chang Zhaowen asked him to pour out some of the contents of the demon pattern bag just now, half of it was out of his intentional prank, and the other half wanted to show off, he went to a dark sky bazaar and bought back an incredible amount of materials. But even he didn't expect that this magic bag would be so stuffed, and the things poured out were not enough for such a big house.

This is always the case...... Won't you be buried alive?

Kongkong really wants to slap himself, are you a dog with all the paste in his head? Why didn't he drag Chang Zhaowen when he jumped up with his demonic power just now? Is this okay? An ordinary person with a mortal body is weighed down by so many heavy objects, can he still live? Even if he is not crushed to death, he will be suffocated, right?

No, Chang Zhaowen can't die, who will make him eat when he dies?

Kongkong was so anxious that his face was red, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and he opened his voice and shouted: "Boss Wen, Boss Wen!"

The two hands did not stop for a moment, he concentrated the demonic energy on his arms, the two arms were extremely powerful under the bright white light, comparable to a mechanical excavator, quickly gouging in a pile of debris, and throwing the things he touched at his hands, whether they were long, flat, soft, or hard, all of them were thrown back one by one, but it was a pity that he ignored one thing - the fixed space in this room was limited, and every inch of space here was occupied by the ingredients and medicinal herbs he had just poured out of the demon pattern bag. The compressed space was barely enough for his personal activities, and after a while, he suddenly found himself surrounded by darkness.

The pit he dug in the pile of debris not only did not help to find Chang Zhaowen, but instead made his own body sink into the pile of debris little by little. Now, even if he had the strength to do so, he couldn't get any space.

Damn it!

Kongkong let out a curse in a hurry, but his hand felt a familiar touch in the dark, there is a way!

It's just that this method is too ironic.,Empty from the pile of debris touched the already empty magic bag.,He had to stuff things into the magic bag little by little.,Although it's stupid to stuff back the things he got back with his own hands.,But fortunately, the effect is obvious.。 The clutter that filled the room quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally after carrying a heavy log with a strong medicinal fragrance that required an adult to hug, he saw the person he was most looking forward to in the place where the log was pressed before-Chang Zhaowen.

It's just that there is no trace of blood on that face, the white is crazy, and the empty heart suddenly rises to the throat, is it difficult for Chang Zhaowen to be crushed to death like this?