In this psychedelic and gloomy corridor, the sound of continuous metal clashing suddenly sounded from the far end, the sound was rapid and dense, it was the crisp footsteps of metal boots stepping on the bluestone floor, it sounded like a panicked beast running away from the wolf, panic jumped out of the sound.

Panting roughly, and at the same time looking at his body, Wu Feng, who was running in a hurry, finally slowed down, but in his heart he began to regret his reckless behavior.

He thought that he should not have come alone, but it was too late to say anything, and he didn't know what the best way would be then, and it didn't matter what it would be now.

While walking briskly, Wu Feng turned his head from time to time to look at the poorly lit, pitch-black corridor behind him, and he always felt that there was a smiling face hanging in this dark that seemed to be twisting and wriggling, which quietly mocked in places he couldn't see—of course, this may just be his subconscious substitution of the audience who was watching his wolf bèi escape, and the depressed mood affected his judgment, which was only a kind of emotional shift.

What the truth is, Wu Feng doesn't know, and he can't judge his mental state when his profession is only a retired player. But for no reason, he trusted his instincts more in his heart.

His right hand gently rubbed against the handle of the big knife at his waist, and his eyes swept to the darkness that followed behind him from time to time, Wu Feng swallowed his saliva, and he was so convinced in his heart--

There, in the lightless darkness through which he walked, there must have been something terrible hidden, silent, waiting for his relaxation......

The next moment, however, he retorted aloud in his mind - it was nothing more than a crumbling pile of rubbish and ruins, and the walls were so broken that they could not even have a decent gate, and how could he be so embarrassed by such a decaying building!

Time moved forward slowly but firmly, and as Wu Feng moved towards the location marked by the rescue mission, his body value was about to drop to the vicinity of the danger line. If it weren't for the fact that he had been given an enchantment necklace that increased the recovery of some microscopic bodies. It is estimated that he should have exhausted his body ten minutes ago, and he could not support his rapid pace at all.

I should be able to catch up......

Wu Feng glanced at the task markers that were constantly flashing with a dazzling red light from the corner of his eye, and then turned his head to glance at the dark corridor behind him, but he vaguely predicted the answer in his heart. He gritted his teeth. He skillfully took out a bottle of the red potion from his inventory, and with a thumb on the mouth of the bottle, he gulped it into his mouth.

【The powerful body of the Three Treasures】, there is no need to stop and rest before taking it, just drink it and return. Developed by Sample Pharmaceutical's formulation research team, the price depends on the amount of instant recovery, and due to the small number of pharmacists with a stable probability of success, the number of this drug is limited, and it is only available to partners and their own first-level material collection team for the time being.

Looking at the body that instantly returned to its full value, Wu Feng's heart was not comfortable, but he was so depressed - it was not that he was reluctant to give up this bottle of powerful medicine, this kind of thing he wanted a lot, it was only a thousand or a few hundred prices, and he drank it. The reward and advertising fee for his live broadcast on weekdays is enough for him to drink one bottle and pour thirty or forty bottles.

What really made Wu Feng depressed was that at the moment of the entrance of the potion, he was "keenly" aware that from the beginning of the mission to the present, nothing seemed to be wishful:

As soon as he got out of the portal, he was attacked by NPCs, and he was dizzy, and then he was beaten up by the little bastard who was so strong that he didn't know what to do. Just got rid of that guy, thinking that he could interact with Li Jia well, Li Jia was lost in the space gap in the corridor again. Busy, he followed closely to save people. was targeted by something unknown, and the wolf was unbearable along the way, and he didn't even catch a glimpse of the mission target, so he began to pour medicine.

Thinking about it. The more Wu Feng thought about it, the more angry he became, and found that he didn't seem to be, he really didn't have half a good thing happening from the beginning! He can imagine that if he has maintained this wolf bèi appearance in this show, then the new attention he can attract from this live show is only lower than he imagined.

Despite the accumulation of the past anti-Korean war. He will still be the most popular Wu Wangye in China. It's just that everyone has ambitions, especially when he realizes that Anno is a game with a player base that is no longer limited to esports fans, and he clearly understands that the opportunity has come!

And this live broadcast is a big opportunity for him to open up new audiences. If you fail this time, you won't have a chance, but your initial impression will be bad, and it will take a thousand times more effort to correct it later. And popularity is like this, and he still understands the truth of gathering sand into a tower.

His expression gradually became solemn, and Wu Feng felt that he was slowly regaining the concentration and feeling he had when he was in the game. Although it has been retired from the line of fire of top players for a long time, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the players who can afford to resist South Korea in the past e-sports competitions will not be incompetent.

Usually, because he wants to make some interesting effects during the live broadcast, he often deliberately softens his hands and feet to create laughter, and after a long time, he can't help but get used to it, which makes his consciousness and technology regress. In addition, after he retired, his daily practice was greatly reduced, and the operation would naturally retire, which was an inevitable cause and effect, even if it was a special guy like Su Cheng, his strong combat effectiveness was also based on practice day and night.

However, due to the shortcomings of operation, Wu Feng relied on the consumables and enchanted equipment provided by various advertisers on his body, plus a new skill purchased from the Dawu Dynasty recently, and he only felt that he should be able to survive this strange task.

Yes, when he thought of the new skills he possessed, Wu Fengfa's heart was full of confidence again. And in this way, the future of his hero saving the beauty and then greatly increasing his attention is also shown in front of his eyes in advance!

Wu Feng, who is more confident, is no longer worried, he will still look back behind him, but he is no longer a frightened wolf, but like a calm hunter, although he has not even been a hunter for half a day, he still thinks so.

For some unknown reason, he found himself quite quickly and unhindered, in front of a gate that resembled Goethe's style and was two people high.

It was a stone staircase and two corridors away from where he had been, which made him wonder - theoretically, he shouldn't have come here so quickly, and although he did, the former contestant's instincts were frantically reminding him.

It's quite dangerous here, no doubt about it.

And in the details. He was not sure whether the original architectural style of the castle was similar to Goethe's, and his impression seemed to be negative, but since he had not studied this aspect and did not remember it well. On the premise that there will not be two styles of a castle, although he doubts, he is still limited to doubts, and does not take them to heart.

He thought for a moment, then looked up again. Seeing that the room marked by the mission had a delicate pattern decoration in the shape of a round arch on the door, which looked like a cross entwined with plants, but it did not match the major organizations of the Orthodox Cross Sect, Wu Feng guessed that this was probably the family crest of the owner of the castle, but unfortunately, he didn't know anything about the badge science, and he couldn't deduce any information from the things above.

Mentally deciding that he would read this information carefully after going back, and at the same time considering whether he should enter the door lightly, Wu Feng suddenly saw that the black shadow behind him began to accelerate like a tide. Suddenly, he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly pushed the heavy Gothic door open a crack, and the figure barely slipped into the room, and then slammed the door shut again.

There was no light in the room, and he couldn't hear any sound in the paint, but for no reason, as if he had received some kind of warning or hint, his heart was beating rapidly with nervousness, and a strong sense of crisis seemed to tell him that if he didn't do something, this silent room would not be much safer than the corridor outside......

"Whew...... Whew......"

In the darkness, Wu Feng quickly took out the lighting tools from the inventory. It was a candle enchanted with wind and waterproof, and it sounded stupid and didn't seem like much, but from what he had experienced in the past. The candle was at some times more useful than a piece of silver enchanted equipment, and he had relied on it many times to escape from the harsh environment.

However, strange things, no matter how Wu Feng wanted to light the candle this time, it seemed that an invisible hand was twisting it out, and the flames were fleeting, no matter how he tried. None of them can light it up.

What's going on? Why can't it be lit!

Although it was just a game, Wu Feng felt that his heart was beating as if he was about to jump out of his throat, and the hair on his forehead began to be wet with sweat under the sound of heavy breathing. And even if he doesn't deliberately look at it, he can feel that his body value is rapidly declining - even though he is just standing in place with the candle, it is never just the movement of his feet.

At this time, Wu Feng recalled his past game scenes again and again in his heart, and the glory and self-confidence instantly suppressed the fear floating in his heart. He suddenly thought that he had indeed lived too leisurely during this time, most of the original skills were returned to the coach, and he was always thinking about how to run the live broadcast, and his strength was not even standing still, but he didn't even know that he had put the cart before the horse......

At this moment, the candle that had been extinguished for no reason was finally lit by him.

The light quickly spread, illuminating the scene in front of him, where there was a tapestry dripping with "water". Should be...... Water, right? Wu Feng stopped thinking, his left hand clenched the candle, and his right hand rested on the handle of the knife, although his face was solemn, but it was as if he had been frozen, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

The strong smell of blood, accompanied by creepy whispers, reached his ears and nose as the candles lit up.

Who is it? From there?

The nerves were tense like a bow drawn into a full moon, and suddenly, the corners of Wu Feng's eyes twitched, and then the big knife on his waist came out like a dragon, and the cold knife body with cold air was wrapped around the silk air flow, and it slashed out blatantly!

And the goal is ...... It's behind you!

However, there was nothing there, and after a loud bang, the big knife he slashed out only slashed at the gate, leaving a deep scar on it, but it was not even a drop in the bucket for the heavy gate.

Turning his head to look behind the empty object, Wu Feng had to think for a moment whether he was too sensitive, in fact, there was no bloody smell at all, and there was no sound of breathing, all of it was just an illusion that happened to him because of urgency.

It really wasn't true, if there was nothing wrong with the rotten arms that hugged him tightly from behind.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm sorry readers.,This time because of the uncle caused something.,I followed my father back to my hometown with money.,The chapter was actually written before I went back.,It's almost trimmed.,But time is tight and I can't take care of these.,I didn't send it out until I came back today.,Wait for Qingming to go back again.,I hope to do things well.,I'm really sorry these days.,Today I'll change a chapter of 3,000 words.,Tomorrow I'll try to do as much as possible.。