The flame placed next to the wall had been dropped, and Zuo Ci was dragged by this dark shadow of unknown origin, spinning and shuttling at high speed in the dark twists and turns of the cave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In such a situation, although Zuo Ci could not accurately judge how far he had been dragged away and how many curves he had turned, his belief in trying to break free was not dead, and he constantly wanted to bow over, grab the corner of the black shadow, and find a focus point for himself, so as to turn over and break free...... However, the black shadow kept spinning, dodging again and again, making Zuo Ci's countless attempts fail. Until, in the gap of another turn, Zuo Ci finally stuck the dagger on the wall, and suddenly pulled the black shadow back two or three steps, which also angered him.

After all, Zuo Ci is less than level sixty, and in the case of being restrained, the Shapeshifting Shadow Skill can't be played, he will never be able to defeat this mysterious opponent, not to mention angering him.

The black shadow threw Zuo Ci away from the wall with two moves, and the force of the fall was so great that after allowing him to spin in a circle, the assassin slammed into the side of the wall.

This hit was not light, Zuo Ci's head suddenly buzzed, and the sky spun for a while.

The shadow then threw it to the other side again, this time with more force, but it also came out of his hand.

Zuo Ci was once again slammed into the stone wall of the cave, half of his life was gone, his consciousness was blurred, he felt that his body was hit and fell into a downward black path, constantly falling and falling......

If you don't do anything, it is very likely that you will fall to death, Zuo Ci flipped in the air for a few turns, and finally regained half a point of consciousness under the strong willpower, he wanted to play the shape shifting shadow, but the deeply injured body could not allow him to achieve a wide range of teleportation, he could only slow down the falling force, and after a few short jumps, he fell to the ground on one leg.

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I don't know where this cave is, Zuo Ci only knows that this place is much lower than the area he just entered, and this is an unfathomable underground.

Zuo Ci endured the pain, turned his body over and sat on the ground, and immediately felt the countless small dirt bags under him protruding slightly. He quickly took out the first-aid medicine from his backpack and swallowed it, then took out a flare fire, slashed across the ground, lit the light, and everywhere he looked, it was indeed a dense small earthen bag.

The effect of the first-aid medicine spread quickly, and the body felt a lot better, Zuo Ci held the fire in one hand, and touched the small dirt bag on his side with the other, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled - the first floor from the back door of the hotel was dark and damp, but when he went down to such a deep boundary, the surroundings became dry and hot. In particular, if you place your hand on each of these dirt bags, you can feel the energy flowing in them.

Zuo Ci had the idea of finding out, and just wanted to place the Yaohuo on the ground, and use his hands to dig open the soil bag to see what was in it, when suddenly, the mysterious black shadow reappeared, swooped down, grabbed the Yaohuo in Zuo Ci's hand, and flew upwards in a spin, hanging the firelight on the stone wall at a high place.

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"Do you want to die?" The black shadow stopped high above the firelight, and let out a shrill male voice, which was mechanical and familiar.

"Something to say. Also, who are you? Zuo Ci responded coldly, his body had recovered a lot, and he was ready to change his form and escape at any time and accept the battle.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that things are all over here...... That's enough to blow up an entire wormhole...... Oh no...... That's enough to blow up half of the Furnace Fort......"

At this point, Zuo Ci already understood that what was buried in the ground should be molten flint.

"Can a flint ignite molten flint?" Zuo Ci frowned and asked, seeking confirmation.

"We can't risk the lives of countless people, even if it's just a 1 in 10,000 chance." The Shadow didn't answer directly.

"Then I should thank you?" Zuo Ci sneered.

"I just suggest you get out of here quickly......" The black shadow's voice grew quieter and quieter, and his figure gradually disappeared as the voice faded away.

"Hello?" Zuo Ci called softly, but there was no response. He sighed, and realized that this dark shadow had completely left him here to fend for himself.

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From his earlier missions and legends, Zuo Ci had already learned about the power of the so-called molten flint, but he never expected that Ambrose would bury such a dangerous thing under the furnace fort, even if the wormhole was a gathering place for poor people, but these were all his people.

Such a careless government made Zuo Ci feel a little disgusted.

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This series of events came too suddenly, and after the black shadow disappeared, Zuo Ci did not leave in a hurry for the first time. He was more concerned about the identity of the shadow and the series of events, so he sat quietly on the ground for a few seconds. He decided to dig up a small dirt bag to see what was going on.