In the pitch-black and pitch-black world, Fan Qingsong felt that his body was being pulled by an invisible force and fell rapidly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyes could not be opened, and the ears were ringing.

It seems that the head is restrained and unable to move, and I clearly feel that there are nine sledgehammers around me beating my head fiercely, only to feel that my head seems to explode, after each wave of knocking, I feel that my head is beating and starting to get harder and harder, and the strength of the hammer is getting bigger and bigger...

Fan Qingsong tried to struggle over and over again, and finally his hands were freed, and he quickly broke free from the front and stabilized his body.

Everything stopped, there was no restraint, there was no traction,......

When he opened his eyes, Fan Qingsong only felt that the surroundings were very dark and dark, except for a vague door in front of him, in the dark space, Fan Qingsong was not sure if this door could be opened, he didn't have time to think about it, and he only felt that the darkness around him seemed to bury himself.

Fan Qingsong's breathing was very short, and he walked towards the vague door.

Looking at the ancient dark and strangely carved gate in front of him, there was a bright and transparent light behind the door that was passing through the crack in the door, as if opening this door would end his current situation, Fan Qingsong didn't think much about it, and pushed open the ancient wooden door in front of him with both hands.

Everything that happened to him just now seemed to be a little too weird, and for a while, Fan Qingsong only felt that his mind was very messy and chaotic......

Twilight turned around, the door had disappeared, and what appeared behind him was a stone wall, an indestructible stone wall, and there were faint strange lines on the smooth stone wall when touched by hand, Fan Qingsong understood that he had no way out.

Fan Qingsong closed his eyes, his mind was cluttered, his memory began to be chaotic, his body involuntarily sat down against the wall and fell to the ground, taking a long breath of air...

After a long time, Fan Qingsong opened his eyes again, looking at his situation, the dim surroundings were full of stone walls, and his eyes looked like a passage, looking at the other end of the passage, there seemed to be a bright light faintly flickering.

Fan Qingsong stood up, didn't care about the change in clothes on his body at the moment, and walked along the passage towards the light, his dark eyes staring at the little flickering light, and he approached the light step by step with a steady pace.

It didn't seem to be a long passage, but Fan Qingsong felt that he had walked for a long time, and every breath and every step seemed a little slow.

When his eyes became extremely bright, and his eyes were no longer dark, a huge stone house appeared in front of Fan Qingsong's eyes, except for the passage he had just walked, this stone house seemed to have no way out, not even a single gap, only a cyan stone wall, and a gray stone platform in the middle of the stone house, and an egg-sized bead on the stone platform was shining with dazzling light, illuminating every corner of the stone house.

Fan Qingsong looked around quietly, and finally dilated his pupils, which were about to dim and hopeless, walked to the stone platform, and looked at the egg-sized beads.

After a closer look, I found that the egg-sized bead was rotating, quietly rotating, releasing a blazing light in all directions, Fan Qingsong stared at the bead for a long time, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he reached out and began to try to touch the bead above the stone platform, he wanted to pick it up.

Fan Qingsong didn't know why, in short, there was a strong thought in his heart at this moment: "Through this bead in front of me, I may be able to find the answer to leave here and solve all this mysterious." “

Fan Qingsong stretched out his hands to the beads above the stone platform, and the moment his fingers touched the beads, the burning heat from the beads instantly caused incomparable pain all over his body, and he felt that every nerve inside his body seemed to be pricked by needles, and every muscle seemed to be burned by a huge fire.

The extremely dazzling weaving light of the beads made Fan Qingsong have to close his eyes, his body was unstable and fell to the cold stone floor in a blink of an eye, and the entire sea of memory in his head was illuminated by the blazing light little by little, and after each piece of light, it became blank, like a blank white paper, waiting for another brush and ink to render and show.

I only felt that my body was no longer burned by the scorching heat, my mind began to sort out who I was again, the beads in my hands began to slowly become less hot, and the size of the beads slowly changed from the size of an egg to the size of a bean, everything returned to perceptually normal, and it seemed that everything had never changed.

The air around him was incomparably fresh, and every breath made Fan Qingsong, who was lying on the ground, feel extremely comfortable, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't dare to imagine what happened before, as if everything was like a dream, but the person who woke up from the dream had changed.

The blue sky, a few white clouds, and the sun that had just risen above the sky was emitting a very enjoyable heat, sprinkled on Fan Qingsong's body warmly, and a trace of breeze swept by.

After thinking carefully about everything before and after, I only felt that I came to this world after the sword that I pulled out on the top of the mountain before was struck by lightning, and it was fortunate that my name in this world was also - Fan Qingsong.

If life is the greatest miracle in the world, what about the life-giving soul traversing the vastness of the universe?

"Since God can keep me alive, then I will unfold this miracle more brilliantly. ”

Fan Qingsong got up, looked up at the sky that seemed to have never changed, and muttered in a low voice.

Fan Qingsong looked at the surrounding environment blankly, his eyes also changed from numbness and emptiness at the beginning to deep and firm, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, and even his current unfamiliar body and identity, Fan Qingsong's nose was sour, tears were already wet in his eyes, the sense of belonging he once had was gone, and the sense of belonging to the earth was gone......

It seems that his new sense of belonging will open up in this sky and this land.

Since Fan Qingsong opened that ancient door, there has been no turning back.

One door and one world, the world in front of you is called the Holy Fang Continent.