WhewW......

The sound of the wind in his ears was still roaring violently, as if he wanted to devour Qian Fei alive.

On that night, the old man had revealed the horror of the golden rune, which was the power of the law on the same level as the power of death, how could it succumb to the death element!

Due to the protection of the golden light, the black mist on the periphery could not enter at all, and the red light taken by the writing wheel was like a sharp sword, constantly slashing around, greatly disturbing the original concentration of the black mist, protecting Qian Fei from being affected.

After descending thousands of meters again, the concentration of the black mist was more than twice as dense as before, and the already viscous black torrent was now more like a solid entity, but even so, the golden light and red light still split it layer by layer.

finally

Bang!

Qian Fei's feet stepped firmly on the ground, and it was also the bottom of this abyss that no one had ever been able to reach!

The golden light is ringing, and the red light in the left eye is swaying wantonly.

The falling force, which was huge enough to crush any object to death, did not bring Qian Fei the slightest discomfort.

Qian Fei stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to touch this mysterious underground world.

As far as the eye could see, the strange red light quickly illuminated this dark world with the cooperation of golden light.

It's just that the dark fog here is too thick, and the coverage area of the golden light is only about ten meters around.

There was an empty space in front of him, the ground was flat, and I don't know where it was derived, and the cliff wall on his side, which was almost perpendicular to the ground, had turned a pure white color.

Even the stones and debris beneath his feet turned an eerie white.

It stands to reason that it should be darker and darker the further down it goes, and this common sense that three-year-olds know seems to have been subverted here.

Qian Fei lightly touched the rock wall, and it was the ultimate coolness in his hand, this coldness was not the cold of ice, but more like the coldness of directly touching the soul......

The rock wall is as if it has been forcibly stripped of all colors, showing an abnormal texture, a bit like the socks that Qian Fei washed out after pouring more bleach......

Well, forgive Qian Fei for not being able to find a better analogy......

Qian Fei walked around, with a golden light body, coupled with the enhanced vision of the writing wheel, he could clearly see things within his line of sight.

After a while, the scene was the same, gloomy, cold, empty, and dead......

Here, it's like a world of death, and in such a rich atmosphere of death elements, there really shouldn't be any living creatures.

At this moment, Qian Fei suddenly felt the golden light around him suddenly tremble violently, and the red light taken by the writing wheel was also extremely distorted.

Qian Fei felt an extremely dangerous aura!

Over here...... Something?!!

！！！

"You...... Finally...... Here it is, I'm ...... Already...... Waiting for you is ...... It's been a long time! ”

Qian Fei's black fog suddenly writhed wildly, and an eerie voice sounded in Qian Fei's ears!

Qian Fei: "!! ”

……

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Longqi town center, square.

Under the night sky.

The young man with two long knives hanging obliquely behind his waist stood on top of the statue in the central square, overlooking the stars and lights below.

The statue is old and looks very old.

Old, but not dilapidated, the industrious people have such respect for their heroes that every once in a while someone comes to clean the statue from the dust and debris, and then coat it with copper paint to give the statue a new look.

The statue is very tall, with a full height of more than ten meters, which is unique in the open and flat central square.

He sat quietly on top of the statue's head, his arms holding his bent right leg, and his left leg shrugging up, looking leisurely.

Of course, this is against the law.

The military of Longqi Town and the general public who revere their heroes will never allow anyone to desecrate their heroes like this.

Feeling the fierce night breeze in the sky, he looked indifferent, and looked at the bustling crowd below with an expressionless face.

On the west side of the square, there are many people who are carrying the corpses of demon beasts and some other sundries, which is the work they rely on to continue, and it is their job.

In this world, few people will grow ordinary food crops such as rice and wheat, because the energy they provide is completely disproportionate to the cost they pay.

In contrast, people are more willing to take risks to pick ready-made spirit fruits in places with abundant energy, or buy hunted monster meat from mercenary groups.

At least a dozen groups of guards had passed around the square, armed with spears and well-armed, and they seemed to be well-trained.

A faint glimmer of starlight shone down on his face.

It was a horrible scar that stretched across the entire eye, starting from the right forehead and extending to the right side of the face, destroying the whole face in a terrible way!

Reaching out and gently touching the cold statue under him, his exhausted gaze began to wander......

Scenes of yellowed images began to flash through his mind, and memories that had long been sealed in the dust began to emerge gradually......

……

The sun is scorching.

A middle-aged man who was in tatters, like a beggar, held a sleeping baby in his arms, swaddling and warm, and the baby was cute.

Behind the man's waist, three long knives hung horizontally.

One black, one white, one red.

The scabbard was already in tatters, full of rust marks, and combined with his scruffy appearance, he looked like a down-and-out ronin.

"Are you really going to adopt this child?" Someone asked.

"Hmm."

"Your road is not smooth. Follow you, this kid may ......" the man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then said.

"What I have traveled is my path...... Hehe...... Justice has come to this world, and it will stay after all...... Whether he's ...... or not."

The wind blew, and the man's voice became more and more ethereal.

……

The screen turns again.

It was a warm and comfortable afternoon, and the little boy was waving the wooden sword in his hand vigorously in the empty martial arts arena.

Under the big tree on the side, there was a sloppy middle-aged man lying lazily, enjoying the little light sprinkled between the greenery, the breeze gently blowing his clothes, the middle-aged man snoring, looking very comfortable.

The picture freezes, whether it is the chirping of cicadas in the distance or the leaves falling suddenly in the sky, they are completely still at this moment, and the whole world is only a little boy who keeps wielding a wooden sword and a middle-aged man who is sleeping under the tree.

Everything was pulled into a silent picture.

……

The screen turns again.

This time, the entire vision was shrouded in scarlet blood.

Everywhere there were flames blazing, the roar of flames mixed with the crash of houses and the screams of ordinary people.

The top of the mountain.

The boy and the woman stood looking at each other, the boy was dressed in shabby clothes, but his eyes were divided into sharp and unyielding will.

The woman is gentle and charming, her eyes are like water, her face is covered with light veil, and her fairy spirit is curling.

A suffocating face is close at hand, with fluttering clothes and an elegant temperament, long eyelashes moving slightly, and quiet eyes.

Black hair, yellow clothes.

Out of the dust like a fairy coming to the world.

……