In the absolute darkness, her eyes lost their function, and she couldn't see her five fingers—Lin Sanjiu couldn't control the momentum of her body, and her ribs suddenly hit a hard thing, and she immediately took a breath of cold air in pain.

She held back the pain under her ribs and touched the thing, and it was a smooth curved surface, as if it were an armrest.

The endless darkness was like a blindfolded curtain, and nothing could be seen. When Lin Sanjiu's heartbeat and breathing gradually calmed down, the smell of dust, tiny particles, and faint musty smell in the air rushed into her nasal cavity.

It was as if it had been closed for many years, and no one had ever set foot in it - even the air was old and rotten, mixed with a pungent smell.

However, this breath is no less than a godsend for Lin Sanjiu at this moment.

She exhaled heavily, groped her way up the stairs and sat down, and sighed lowly, "...... I'm out. ”

- To be honest, even now, she still can't figure out what she did right to get out of the dungeon.

When the time was ruthlessly reduced to 40 seconds, Lin Sanjiu really thought that he was going to confess in the fairy tale copy this time - there was too little time left for her, and frankly, even if she was given a week, she was not sure that she would be able to solve the mystery.

Carriages from three different directions, all destined for the royal palace. If the troika could be prevented from entering the palace, perhaps things would be solved: Emma would not enter the palace, perhaps she would go home to find her daughter; If Bluebeard doesn't enter the palace, he probably won't meet the old man fairy, let alone Cinderella.

While this is wishful thinking, there are countless other possibilities for the story - such as Emma going somewhere else to work as a dancer; The old man and the fairy took the initiative to find Bluebeard; Cinderella and the prince met two days late, etc., all of which led to the deaths of the protagonists - but this was the best thing Lin Sanjiu could think of.

Kick hard, and the touch of rising from the roof of the pumpkin carriage seems to remain under your feet; Between a few jumps, Lin Sanjiu had already rushed to the palace one step ahead of the carriage.

Her plan was to destroy the path to the palace - a big move, but "one thing" at best. Lin Sanjiu turned on the [Painting Style Mutation Version with a Ding], jumped on the high statue of the king at the entrance of the palace, charged his hands with strength, and stabbed himself to the ground with a fierce son.

This is the place where the carriages outside the palace meet, and if you destroy it, the carriages that have not yet entered the palace will be stopped outside.

"It costs 5 action points to destroy the road surface. Confirmation? ”

Lin Sanjiu's momentum remained unchanged, and he shouted, "Confirm!" In the next second, her fists were already wrapped in a thousand powers, shattering the ground before the lines disappeared.

I don't know if it was the relationship that had been "confirmed" with the dungeon, but the power was much more than she expected, and countless broken bricks and stones exploded with a "bang", with Lin Sanjiu as the center, and splashed out in all directions, revealing a deep pit on the ground. The surface of the earth was cracking at a rapid pace, starting from the crater and fissiring into the distance.

In the dense rain of gravel, dust, and smoke, Lin Sanjiu squinted his eyes, trying to see the vehicles not far away.

With just one glance, her body cooled.

Because of the dust outside, it turned into a somewhat cold afternoon at some point.

It's no longer night, and there's no ball decorations around. Cinderella's carriage and Bluebeard's carriage were gone.

Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at a half-human stone, which smashed heavily on a carriage, and immediately collapsed the frame, and from the broken car, several women's screams quickly came out.

In the carriage of the song and dance troupe, it was not only this one that was hit by the seedlings -- several of the carriages were unable to recover because they did not expect the mutation, and even the cars and horses rolled on the ground in the morning, and for a while the sound of screaming and crying horses and neighing came and went.

The countdown has long since ended, and Lin Sanjiu is still in the dungeon. The pavement was indeed ruined, but it did not seem to have done anything other than to hurt the song and dance troupe - she only felt that she was cold, and she did not step forward, and sat down on the ground.

Lin Sanjiu never expected that the "teleportation" he had experienced before would happen to Cinderella and Bluebeard this time.

She stuck her fingers in her hair and stared blankly in the direction of the cabaret troupe, losing any strength.

After a replica fails...... What will happen to her?

"Ahh My legs, my legs—" A familiar voice cried into Lin Sanjiu's ears. She looked up to see several palace soldiers working together to rescue people from the collapsed frame.

It was young Emma who was crying softly and was helped out.

"It doesn't matter, you're just broken bones, and you'll be ...... to recuperate" A red-faced soldier didn't dare to look at Emma's face at all, only lowered his head and whispered comfort.

"No, I'm going to dance, I'm going to dance......" Emma wiped tears from her eyes and sat on the side of the road with a whimper.

Her leg was hit by a rock, and blood seeped out of her skirt and spread wide.

Anyway, he is also a person who is about to die, and he has also affected Emma Lin Sanjiu sighed softly, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

"You can't dance like that...... "The soldier took the time to go around and handed Emma a handkerchief. You wipe your face with this......"

The vision was a little blurry.

Because I don't know when, Lin Sanjiu's eyes contained a layer of tears: she died like this, she was still unwilling-

However, before this thought could be finished, her body suddenly lightened, as if someone had lifted her feet, and then flung in the air, and the upside-down and faint world spun rapidly in front of her eyes, and quickly went black-

The last thing she saw was a dusty stele. Immediately, she was plunged into darkness.

After his ribs hit the handrail, it took a while for Lin Sanjiu to finally react: he came out.

She returned to the Black Tower.

…… But why? Emma is injured and can't dance, and if she thinks about it, the most she can do is save Little Red Riding Hood and Cinderella.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the confusing copy of the fairy tale gradually abdicated from Lin Sanjiu's mind, and the cold reality returned to her consciousness again.

- Anyway, just come out, whatever he wants!

After being delayed for so long in the fairy tale copy, I don't know how long it has been since the outside world, maybe everyone is still fighting. The most important thing at the moment is to find the energy hub and destroy the glass cover!

Feeling the faint softness of his legs, Lin Sanjiu wiped the tears on his face and called out the [Ability Polish], and the silver light suddenly sprinkled all over the space around him like water.

The door was still intact when I entered. As she had predicted, the space inside the Black Tower was very small; In terms of open space, it is probably less than ten square meters. The staircase below her took up a lot of space, winding upwards and forming spirals overhead.

I don't know exactly how many floors the Black Tower has, but it seems that you can go up the stairs.

After breaking through the copy on the first floor, there shouldn't be any danger on it, right? Lin Sanjiu carried the [Ability Polish] and cautiously walked up step by step.

In the quiet black tower, there was only the sound of her own footsteps and slow breathing.

The dead silence lasted for too long, and it was precisely because of this that when the piercing doorbell suddenly exploded in the darkness, Lin Sanjiu's heart slammed, thinking that he had misheard-

However, at the gate, there were still several "jingle bells" and "jingle bells" with perseverance, and the silent air was shattered.

Lin Sanjiu aimed the light at the door, his heart was pounding, and his hand had quietly opened the [Painting Style Mutation Version].

The door rumbled open, just as she had entered.

As soon as the door opened, some light suddenly leaked in from the outside-what made Lin Sanjiu subconsciously relieved was that the sky was very dark, and it seemed that it was still late at night.

The black figure who walked in from the door didn't seem to expect to be hit by the light as soon as he entered, and he paused before trying to call out: "...... Sister Lin? ”

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the polish used as a lamp in his hand, and laughed a little tiredly: "It turned out to be you." ”R1152