After doing all of this quickly, I looked up at her and said, "So you can't control what's not in this tomb, can you?" Then he lit the paper ball and quickly used a stainless steel basin to fasten the paper ball and the plastic bag. Then he hurriedly walked away from there.

Then soon, with a "boom", the flour bag exploded, and the stainless steel basin collapsed like a cannonball, accurately hitting the "favorite concubine" who stayed in the air.

The whole process was fluent and natural, and it took less than a minute in total. It's as if it's been rehearsed countless times, and it's as skillful and precise.

I took the opportunity to zip up the zipper in front of me and quickly slipped back, floating back to the ground where the flour bag had blown a big hole, and then drilled down without hesitation.

Before leaving, he added: "So, you can't control me." ”

Then, without looking back, he left.

My brother will be fine! I said this to myself in my heart.

At the same time, he quickened the pace of his feet.

I used my phone to shine a light in front of me - as soon as I left the room, the weightlessness was gone. The after-effects of being weightless for so long is that I now feel like my body is simply unbearable.

But I can't stop looking for my brother's job. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to keep shaking my body, trying to keep picking up speed and walking forward.

Ahead is an unidentified tunnel soaked in smoke with a suspicious aura everywhere. And the further you go, the thicker the smoke becomes, and the shorter the distance that the phone's light can reach. I guessed what the "fog" would be made of, and I struggled to move my "heavy" legs.

Wait until the light is completely blocked by the fog. After not being able to see anything in front of me, I simply turned off the lights on my phone and walked forward in the dark.

Although it is true that I am scared alone in the dark, the anxiety of worrying about my brother makes me forget everything. I refused to believe the worst of conjectures, and there was only one thought in my mind: find my brother, and he will be fine! And get out of here with him right away!

It's all my fault. If I had been a little more cautious, maybe none of this would have happened, and maybe my brother and I would have found Mom and Dad and taken them to their uncle on time - it was obviously too late by now, counting the time to find Mom and Dad, the time to find the means of transportation, and the past drive. We obviously couldn't make the appointment with my uncle.

It’ssucks。 I almost messed up everything.

In fact, at the beginning, when I suspected that his antibacterial suit was not safe, I should have insisted on my opinion and took him out, instead of letting him continue to do such a dangerous thing because he was coquettish. No. I guess I shouldn't have allowed him to come to this tomb in the first place. I'm obviously my sister. Why didn't you do any caregiving? He was still a high school student. You can still do things so impulsively. But what about me? I'm an adult! Why don't you have any judgment at all?!

I thought to myself, my hands clasped tightly together.

If you see him again this time, it doesn't matter what he says. I'm going to get him out of the tomb too!

Well, I will definitely see him again and take him out of this tomb with me. He'll be fine.

Definitely.

……

I comforted myself in this way as I anxiously groped my way forward.

After a period of such a pattern of travel, I finally came to the end of this long, unknown tunnel. Since I had been speeding up regardless of any unexpected situation in front of me, I was about to get out of the tunnel when my head hit something in front of me, and I screamed in such pain that I was screaming on the spot.

Hurriedly covered his head and opened the mobile phone to take a photo, it was actually an ornament, a statue of an upside-down villain, the height of the downward hanging is the height that my head can reach, the villain's face was originally a happy smile, so upside down to see, it became a strange crying face.

Behind the villain there was still a lingering cloud of smoke, dimly illuminating the road ahead—there seemed to be several more such statues side by side in front of them, but each one lower than the other.

And the villain in front of me seems to have been hit too hard by me, and his body has been a little crooked.

I didn't have time to bother with this detail, and walked straight across it.

The villain in front of him was really a little longer, and the expression on his crying face was even more strange.

And the third villain came directly to my chest, and the expression on his face was more like crying than sadness.

What exactly are these? ……

I would have been tempted to think about it in normal times, but now that my brother has been abducted by that damn "King Jing", my brain has been completely disrupted, and I can't think normally and calmly now, so I just simply ignored all of this and walked straight past them.

Ahead was the exit of the tunnel, and there was a faint light outside, as if someone had lit a small candle over there.

I looked back curiously here. Anyway, why didn't the "favorite concubine" chase after her? She looks like she wants to peel off my skin, right......?

Could it be that the soul body can't get out of that room?

No, even if I got out of that room, I wouldn't have been able to see her without the help of Time Standstill...... I shrugged, maybe she's around me right now, but I can't see or feel it......

Well, it's weird to think about it, so don't think about it. I shuddered, turned around and stepped straight out of the tunnel.

Outside is a circular space that is not too big or small, and there is indeed a large candlestick in the center. The carvings on the candlestick are complicated and complicated, and the dragon is rolling. The materials are also extremely high-quality, and the crystal clear jade is glued with a few blood jades like the finishing touch, shining with bewitching points of light in the candlelight.

However, there is only a small candle lit at the very center of the candlestick, and the small flame of the fire contrasts sharply with the huge area of the whole candlestick.

And unlike the other cubicles, the walls of this space are pitch black on all sides. When I looked closer, I noticed that the stones stacked on top of it were also pitch black, as if they were made of countless stacks of carbonstones.

For some reason, in this atmosphere surrounded by pale orange candlelight, I looked at this dark compartment, which inexplicably reminded me of the five words of the very middle two: "Altar of the God of Fire".

I shook a little, and the association hooked me to the point where I was about to commit an embarrassment. Quickly shook his head and walked to the other end of the room, where there was the only door in this room. (To be continued.) )