Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Wen Chuanting was very fortunate that at that time, he had a compassionate heart attack and let the pangolin family of three go, and it was because of this that he found an escape route.

As for the hole left by the little pangolin when it came out, although it made Wen Chuanting stumble, he was very grateful for this kick in his heart, and if he didn't have this kick, he wouldn't have remembered that when the pangolin family of three left, they dug a passage that they didn't know where to go.

The dark and deep passage, with Wen Chuanting's current body can barely pass, fortunately, Wen Chuanting is still in his infancy, and his body is not fully opened, if it is another two years, this passage, he can only sigh.

"I hope it's not an area that leads to the demon powerhouse!"

A thought appeared, and he was faintly worried in his heart, and he couldn't take care of it much, and it was important to escape at this time.

The passage is narrow, the cave wall is smooth and hard, there is no probe stone, there is no gravel on the ground, and between the entire mountain, such a circular passage is opened up, and I don't know how the pangolin family did it, and how to deal with the excavated gravel.

I don't know where the deep and lengthy passage leads, I asked Chuanting to crawl hard in the small passage, and the tension in my heart did not relax because of this, and escaped into the passage, which is not equivalent to escaping my life, the world, there are many kinds of demon beasts, I don't know which demon beasts have been enslaved and demonized by the remnant soul, and I don't know which demon beasts will track it down.

The rumbling sound sounded far away, the vibration sound was transmitted through the long passage, Wen Chuanting looked back sideways, there was no light in the dark passage, the corners of his mouth twitched, the wound was pulled, and a breath of cool air gasped in, and the smug smile that bloomed was replaced by a bitter smile.

Behind him, where Wen Chuanting passed, the sword qi was buried early, as long as the hand creature passed, it would inevitably touch the sword qi that was not triggered.

It was just in case, but I didn't expect that there would really be a demon beast looking for it.

The sword qi erupted, magnificent and abnormal, and the mountain wall that had been asked early to be said to be quite shocking collapsed instantly, blocking a section of the passage, which was also the reason for the shaking of the mountain.

"I should be dead!"

Ask Chuanting murmured, sword qi is the first level, mountain collapse is the second, ordinary creatures encounter it, and they will inevitably not be able to escape this serial killing game. However, thinking of the demon fox that was as fast as a meteor, Wen Chuanting's heart was heavy.

Subconsciously speeding up, there was a burst of pain in the front chest and back, and Wen Chuanting clearly felt that the muscles in the front and back were a little numb and stiff.

The hands were empty, the body crawling hand and foot was unbalanced, and it was planted down sharply, the hard stone was in the wound, the extremely strong pain hit the mind, the sound of rib breaking echoed in the empty space underneath, and beads of sweat the size of beans instantly rolled down from the forehead and dripped on the hard stone floor, making a crisp sound.

After a long time, a breath came up, and he couldn't help but shudder with pain, at this time, he only felt that his feet were sore, his hands were weak, and he took a breath of cool air into his mouth, wanting to relieve the pain.

With trembling hands, he opened the cyan gourd, poured a sip of monkey wine, and the cool feeling spread all over his body, and the pain was also alleviated after he took this mouthful.

Looking around, I couldn't help but exclaim, "This mountain has been hollowed out by the pangolin family?!"

The wide underground space is at least seven or eight hundred square meters, and the high dome is all hollowed out of complete rocks, with a height of nearly two meters, and a few broken stones are scattered on the uneven stone floor, which is also the reason for the broken ribs of Wen Chuanting. At the edge of the space, dark holes open their mouths, waiting for their prey to arrive.

Asking Chuanting visually, there are at least thirty or forty passages leading here, and the passages that extend in all directions do not know where they lead.

Above the dome, the star-like spirit scattered several passages, one of which was the entrance of the cave where Wen Chuanting fell.

Just as he was looking up to look for the hole where he had fallen, several small stones rolled down from a hole and hit the stone wall, making a crisp sound, passing through the passage and transmitting into the space below, gently reverberating, and in the blink of an eye, the stones rolled down, hitting the ground, bouncing twice.

At the beginning, Wen Chuanting was still listening to the sound of the stone hitting the stone wall in a daze, until the stone fell, hit the ground, and rolled to the tip of his toes, and then he reacted, "The enemy is coming!"

After realizing it, his eyes quickly swept over the multiple holes, "No matter which one you have, escape first!"

I don't have a choice, I don't know which one leads to the core area of the demon clan, and which one is far away from the living area of the demon clan, so I asked Chuanting to pick the one that was closest to it. The moment he stepped out, the cyan gourd in his hand poured two sips of monkey wine into his mouth.

There was no time to heal, no time to recover his strength, so he could only recover slowly through monkey wine.

The moment he entered the passage, there were several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him. I couldn't help but look back, in the underground space of the black hole, several pairs of scarlet eyes were terrifying.

Without caring about the number of taps, judging from the vague outline, the body shape is eight or nine points similar to the appearance of the pangolin that he once let go.

"You can't let them follow, you have to find a way to get rid of them, otherwise you will never be able to escape!"

Regardless of whether it was a pangolin or not, Wen Chuanting sentenced them to death, and he was vaguely glad in his heart, glad that the extremely fast demon fox did not track it down.

He didn't know that the demon fox was the first demon beast to track down, but he was very unlucky, he triggered the trap buried by Wen Chuanting, dodged the burst of sword qi, and passed through the sword net that blocked the entire passage.

These happened in the dark passage, behind Wen Chuanting, except for the demon beasts that were also demonized, there was no witness, and Wen Chuanting would never know, the humble trap that was laid deeply trapped a great enemy who made him helpless.

As he guessed, it was the demonized pangolin that fell into the underground space, and more than a dozen of them had drilled into the cave at the same time, and the most active and powerful ones followed not far behind the demon fox, either cut into pieces of meat by the continuous burst of sword nets, or the boulder that had collapsed into pulp, and only these six escaped by luck, and finally opened the passage and came here.

The pangolin lifted its slender and long head, and sniffed around, a pungent and spicy smell burrowed into the nose, mixed with the fishy sweetness of blood, and the sweetness of the fruit, and the six pangolins turned their scarlet gaze in unison to the hole that Wen Chuanting had drilled into.

No one gave an order, and the six-headed pangolin kicked its hind legs at the same time, and the slightly bulging back figure sprang out at the same time.

"It's really chasing after you, hmph, since you are in a hurry to seek death, then don't want to get out alive!"

Feeling the vibration coming from behind him, a cold snort with anger squeezed out of his nostrils, Wen Chuanting's fingers flicked quickly, and one after another sword qi shot out, burrowing into the stone wall, and quickly disappeared. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you would hardly be able to find the sword qi hidden in the stone wall.

Hundreds of sword qi were buried one after another, and a few sword nets were arranged, and Wen Chuan was still uneasy, and after a little brewing, the sword qi containing four different sword intents shot out from his fingers, splitting the four directions, and enveloping a passage of more than ten meters.

Nodding slightly, he glanced at the trap of nearly 100 meters, and asked Chuanting with a cruel and treacherous smile on his face, "Look how capable you are to pass through my chain of traps, even if you go around, you have to go around the stone wall of nearly 20 meters!"

After arranging everything, there was no intention of stopping and watching, and asked Chuanting to leave in a hurry.

There is only one life, and he can't throw it away because of curiosity, he hasn't been extravagant enough to that extent, he still thinks about revenge, and he wants to love that remnant soul with his own hands to catch it and send it on his way with his own hands.

If you lose it here, there is no hope of revenge, and the depression in your heart will never be evacuated.

The land is so vast, the green mountains are handsome, and the green water is murmuring, he hasn't seen enough, how can he give it up easily. The country is delicate and the territory is vast, but most of them are occupied by the demon race, and the human race can only be limited to a corner, and has not opened up a vast territory for the human race, how can he be willing to give up his life?

Don't blame him for wanting too much in his heart, people, as long as they have thoughts in their hearts, they will have unlimited motivation, in order to stimulate their potential in the impossible, and to create a broad future.

Don't think about the amount and size of thoughts, as long as there is, people will not be wasted.

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