Shang Xianqin immediately patted his head, no, it must be an auditory hallucination, it was definitely not the Hanjiang tricolor just now.

The team members are scattered, and Hanjiang Tricolor will look for his teammates as soon as possible, not some time and space gate, even if there is this door, it can only pass Guò alone, and it is better to leave quietly at this time than to leave this sentence.

This is a fantasy, a fantasy created by the fear of one's own heart!

And what is the way to break the fear within?

She didn't know, so she could only hold her sword and try to smash these annoying images!

The hand made is the merchant swordsmanship, every move and style is exquisite and fast like the wind, scurrying up and down in the dark space, she finally feels that her own existence is not the state of the soul!

There is no death, in the valley of death, life and death are true and false, and it is impossible to distinguish between true and false.

She was relieved, oh, what Death Valley, it's just a deceitful thing, just like a half-immortal holding a sign on the side of the road to tell a fortune, if you really lose.

The swordsmanship cut through the screen as if it had fallen into the water, only a faint circle of light was swayed, and it was regrouped into a piece. Sometimes it's mixed together, sometimes it's cut into long strips.

She doesn't care, if her body doesn't feel tired, she can play many sets of swordsmanship. It is not the calm heart that can overcome fear, but the time that is so compact that it is completely impossible to think.

After a long time, sweating profusely, those phantoms gradually disappeared, and she was no longer entangled in the plot that made her heart sad and angry. She came to Death Valley to find Jing Fei, so now, she should find her teammates.

Although it was dark all around, she could feel the flatness beneath her feet, and she no longer stuck in her place, but tried to get out.

It's just that the long road is long and endless, and here is boundless, and it seems that it is just standing still.

When she was tired of walking, she sat down to rest for a while, thinking about the principle of Death Valley, why everyone who went out had withdrawn.

Until she was so sleepy that she began to yawn, there was a sudden sound around her, it was footsteps.

The footsteps were steady, and she could easily hear them.

"Hanjiang tricolor?" Shang Xianqin shouted in surprise.

"Where are you?" Hanjiang Sanse opened his mouth.

"Isn't this time fake?" She asked again.

Han Jiang Sanse was stunned: "Someone is pretending to be me?" ”

It wasn't impersonation, but a scene where the environment automatically adjusted to her heart to make her fear and anger, and in fact it was supposed to be an auditory hallucination.

Shang Xianqin waved his hand: "No." ”

The two people could only judge each other's position by following the sound, knowing that the breath was in front of them and the sound was in their ears.

"Reach out." Hanjiang Sanse opened his mouth.

The darkness here is heavy black, Shang Xianqin's little fireballs can't illuminate the surroundings, and the three colors of Hanjiang seem to know the way they are, so they can only lead each other out.

She reached out and grabbed each other.

The darkness gives people loneliness and helplessness, but the warmth of the palm of her hand gives her trust and persistence. This is a teammate who entered Death Valley together, and he is also a time-traveling crowd who came to this world together, how could he pass through the gate of time and space alone?

According to the way of walking with memory, Han Jiang Sanse walked with nine bends and eighteen bends, and Shang Xianqin could feel that the road on the soles of his feet had changed from flat and straight to bumpy and uneven, and the light also came.

"How do you know the way here?" Shang Xianqin was puzzled.

Hanjiang Sanse looked at her with the eyes of a caring fool: "Have you forgotten the two cards you found, which together are the map of Death Valley?" You left the card with me. ”

Shang Xianqin suddenly realized that when she was leveling up, she almost forgot that she still had the map of Death Valley in her hand.

"Why didn't you sue me?" Shang Xianqin spoke disdainfully.

Hanjiang Sanse sighed: "A team only needs one who can understand the map, and the others should be fools." ”

This seems to make a lot of sense, although Shang Xianqin is reluctant to be taken for a fool.

"I just encountered something strange, what happened to you?" Shang Xianqin thought about the constantly playing screen he had just seen.

Hanjiang Sanse was silent: "There is a place here, it should be called Nine Turns." Nine areas, there are openings that connect with each other, if there are few people entering Death Valley, falling from the cliff will be immediately assigned to a block, we should have fallen in. The nine-turn grid is different from the PK map outside, this is an illusion that uses the deep fear of people to weave, the more you don't want to see it, it appears, so we should all see our own fears. ”

Own fear? Shang Xianqin can understand that the misfortune of the family has become her fear, but why has Hanjiang Sanse left here alone and returned to the past?

And she was more curious: "What are your fears?" ”

Hanjiang Sanse was silent and did not answer.

His fear...... Too much. Invincible is lonely, and the high places are unbearable. The number one in the world is not fearless, but there are more fears.

But he didn't say it, and letting a man say his fear in person was undoubtedly exposing his weakness in front of others.

"My fears, no one knows." He just pretended to answer.

Shang Xian took a sip, she is not uncommon.

"But," Kane Tricolor explained what he had discovered here, "the power of this illusion is that it puts the last thing you want to face in front of you, and the last thing you want to see is the result, and the inner fragility immediately collapses, causing depression at least and suicide at worst, so those players quit immediately after leaving Death Valley." You know, you're just a game world, where death is all virtual, and once you're in the real world, then death is death. In other words, the Death Valley program is a sinful program, and it's touching the forbidden land. ”

"You're saying those people might die?" Shang Xianqin was taken aback! She and Hanjiang Sanse are people who have died, and they are more calm and optimistic about death, but others may not.

Hanjiang Sanse Yan nodded: "Do you remember, in our place, how Jing Fei became famous?" ”

Of course, Shang Xianqin remembered this, because Jing Fei was in the rivers and lakes, and he was a mysterious being.

No one knows what sect Jing Fei belongs to, he is a ronin, from front to back, he is single, his appearance is a mystery, and his fame is also a mystery. No one knows what Jing Fei's swordsmanship is, but once it is powerful, even if it is messed up, it will be regarded as a system.

Jing Fei's swordsmanship is such a system.

"You see," Hanjiang pointed out, "the world we are in now is a high-tech world, and he can use some technology to let people enter a virtual world, and I wonder if the Jing Fei and the Bilu Sword, which appeared without warning, are also the products of science and technology." It's like this island of death, wandering on the edge of gray, doing some shady things. ”

Shang Xian was diligent and initiated: "You mean, it's all a conspiracy? So, the mystery is all on Jing Fei alone? ”

They found the exit, and the exit was bright.

When the sunlight hit his face nine times away, after experiencing the freezing fire, he felt how comfortable and warm the sunlight was.

"Yes." Hanjiang replied, "The answer to the mystery is Jing Fei." ”

After so long of hard searching, just for a Jing Fei.

If it weren't for Shang Xianqin's arrival, if it weren't for the accidental discovery of the God Operator, he thought, he would still be in front of the extinction model of Dragon Thorn Mountain, looking for some clues that he would never find.

"Let's go find Saobaohuo and glutinous rice cakes first." Shang Xianqin opened his mouth and said that at this time, teammates are far more important than the truth, because this is a place where people will not be killed on the spot, but may leave sequelae.

There are still seven scenes in the nine turns, Hanjiang Sanse holds the map in his hand, and reflects the route inside in his mind, at this time Shang Xianqin can only pray that the glutinous rice cake and Huo Yan Yanyi can overcome his inner demons and not have a mental breakdown.

They walked two turns, but did not find anyone, until they reached the third turn. If it were normal times, they would definitely not care about life and death, but when the conspiracy digs deeper and deeper, things change. As soon as I entered, I heard a voice, a roar of Yin Wuyue, as if I had encountered a tragic thing, and the roar was heartbreaking. Yin Wuyue is a kind of person, playing games has to be behind the back, if it is a reality, it should be too much to do bad things.

The greater the fear in your heart, the higher the level of challenge here, and the more terrifying it will be. Listening to his roar, you knew that his consciousness was still awake at this time, all because Yin Wuyue's own level and defense were high enough.

But this is not a physical attack, but a psychological attack.

Hanjiang Sanse immediately stepped forward to restrain him: "Calm down, keep your brain blank!" ”

But where could Yin Wuyue listen to Hanjiang Sanse's words, he was like crazy, roaring, tearing, and the whole person collapsed, hysterically yelling at some people's names and some words they didn't understand.

Probably, they are all people who have been cheated by him.

In desperation, Han Jiang Sanse raised his hand and hit him the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious: "After going out, find a picture screen to treat him, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

"I want to find Sao Bao Huo and glutinous rice cakes." In contrast, Shang Xianqin is more worried about glutinous rice cakes, who hasn't had a little fear in his heart, how can he support it after being magnified countless times?

When they reached the fourth grid, there was no sound inside, and just when the two of them felt that there was no one in this square, there was a slight noise inside.

Listening closely, there was a creepy sneer, as if it was haunted.

It was too dark to see, but I could hear the screams of Huo Yan Yanyi's voice: "Hell! Lao Han, come and save me! ”