By the time Qin Chen had recovered slightly, it was already dark. This also proves that there is not much time left for human beings to be able to move freely in a day, and the structure of the human eye allows humans to see things at night, but for people who are accustomed to light, the visibility at night is undoubtedly reduced to the extreme, in order to find the wood glass before completely losing the minimum visibility, Qin Chen had to suppress the fear of encountering Luo Zizhu again, and raised his strength to walk step by step in the direction of the cave。 Despite this, Luo Qinchen still used his strong willpower to support the tiredness that swept in.

When a person reaches the limit, there are only two situations: one is that the limit occupies the initiative and gives up the will to continue to act, and the other is that the will goes beyond the limit and raises the limit of the body to another level and acquires the ability to move for a longer time. At this time, Qin Chen was at the point where he was faced with a choice, either to surpass or retreat, and there was no third option. "Since that's the case, let's fight it!" Thinking like this, Qin Chen no longer paid attention to the tiredness that constantly impacted his consciousness, and increased his forward speed little by little. Every inch of muscle continues to improve its function at the limit, and every bone seems to be squeaked by the muscles that are constantly compressed and stretched, and it seems that in the next second, the muscles will be crushed under the high-intensity work. Little by little, the heart increases the rhythm of the beat, which drives the blood to flow faster, which makes the breathing more rapid.

"Huhu!" With a slow breath, Qin Chen finally began to run slowly, and with each step forward, there would be an extra wet footprint on the ground. When the rhythm of this running becomes inertia, the running is no longer supported by the strength of the body, but relies on incredible willpower, overdrawing one's own willpower to drive the movement of the body, although it can break through its own limits from the body, but once the consciousness collapses, it will pass out directly, and it will not know anything about the outside world until the self-consciousness is restored.

"Stupid master, you won't use deadly spider silk, you know that spider silk is only controlled by the power of the soul. Just when Qin Chen's consciousness began to be a little blurred, there was a long-lost coldness in the depths of his soul, which reactivated Qin Chen's consciousness. A word woke up the person in the dream, Luo Yi's words undoubtedly opened a window for Qin Chen, allowing Qin Chen to see the scenery outside the window. That's right, Qin Chen's body is completely overdrawn, but don't forget, Qin Chen's ability to use is not only her body, but also her soul power that is different from ordinary people. The soul power consumed a large amount when opening the Yellow Spring Road had been completely recovered as early as when Qin Chen was asleep, and even Qin Chen's soul strength had increased slightly because of the excessive soul power used at one time. In this way, if conditions permit, Qin Chen's ability to use the consumption of soul power, such as soul hooking, can also be used relatively more times.

Needless to say. I saw Qin Chen struggling to support his body, waving his hand lightly, and a bunch of white thin threads flew away into the distance with Qin Chen's wave, and wrapped firmly around a branch not far from him, and his heart moved, and the life-killing spider silk that flew out of his hand was recycled into his body little by little, and this recovery drove Qin Chen's body to move slowly upward. Soon, Qin Chen was driven by the spider silk to hang under the branch like a spider, and then, the free other hand also gently waved forward, and then, a white filament flew out of the hand, wrapped around the branch not far away, and then cut off the spider silk hanging on him, allowing his tired body to accept the attraction of gravity, falling straight down, and the spider silk connecting the arm and the branch also began to be recovered by Qin Chen when he cut off the first bundle of spider silk. Under the effect of the two, Qin Chen's body exaggerated a perfect arc on the way to the ground, and then carried out a pendulum movement under the pull of the spider silk, and jumped into the air again. When the height reaches the top, another jet of white filaments cuts off and hems, and the cycle repeats. In this way, it was by relying on the initial gravity to complete this short journey in a short time, and in this exciting journey, the experience of the five senses has been stimulating the blood circulation of the whole body, and the exhausted body has been restored a lot.

Soon, with the help of the deadly spider silk, Qin Chen finally arrived at the hell that was still filled with a strong smell of blood, but at this time, Di Qin Chen didn't care too much about these bloody breaths that seemed to be colored, and after putting aside the silk cocoon wrapped in the corpse of the ghost craftsman on his back, he just blindly called out to Mu Li, hoping that Mu Li could give her feedback immediately after hearing her voice. "Xiaoli!Xiaoli!Where are you, Xiaoli!" The faint ripples spread with the spread of the voice, it turned out that in every word that was shouted, there was a faint soul power, although it would not make the listener obey Qin Chen's orders, but at least, it could soothe Mu Li's frightened state through these gentle soul fluctuations.

Under Qin Chen's tireless shouting, a response finally came from a tall tree next to the cave. "Sister Chen'er, woo woo, Sister Chen'er, you're finally here, you're finally back...... It's too scary, it's too scary, it's full of hands and feet, ahhhh......h Even though Mu Li was crying in his arms, Qin Chen just quietly listened to Mu Li's complaints, gently stroked Mu Li's hair, and silently comforted Mu Li, who had a little fluctuating heart, in the most direct way. Companionship is the best comfort. That's right.

They snuggled up to each other in this state, and when the wooden glass was almost restored, it was already a moon hanging on the branches. At this time, it's normal to want to get a good night's sleep and rest. Undoubtedly, Qin Chen, who had experienced two major battles, needed enough rest, and Mu Li, who had been mentally hit, also needed to fully recuperate, but it was precisely because he was in such a state that Qin Chen had to completely deal with the rest of the things before he could relax. So, Qin Chen gently picked up Mu Li, who was still in his arms, and carefully carried Mu Li into the cave, placing it properly in the cave, in order to make Mu Li sleep more peacefully, Qin Chen even wrapped Mu Li with deadly spider silk and made a soft and comfortable sleeping bag.

After dealing with these little things, Qin Chen began his work. Feeling the surplus deadly spider silk in his body, he turned his head and thought about it, so he directly used the remaining spider silk to mimic a sturdy white shovel, which was placed aside, and then, Qin Chen forcibly endured the smell of blood, and sorted out the human remains after the cruelty of the leech insects one by one, and endured the vomiting sensation of stomach tumbling while tidying up. The corpses of seventeen people are not much, but what if these seventeen corpses are all dismembered? Or are these seventeen corpses so directly that they can't even distinguish which part? Although it was disgusting, Qin Chen still let go of the reserved and pampered habits that a girl should have, and forcibly endured the nausea of stomach acid, and stacked all the remains as neatly as possible aside. After packing up all the wreckage, Qin Chen picked up the shovel that had been placed aside and began to dig a pit in the bloodstained soil in front of the cave. The bare hands that had just finished sorting out the corpse were filled with the corpse's bodily fluids, and at this time, the white shovel made of spider silk was gradually dyed red, and the shovel was dyed a bewitching red. The cave and the waterhole were only hundreds of meters apart, even if Qin Chen walked back and forth slowly, it wouldn't take long, but Qin Chen didn't wash off the blood stains on his hands, but let the blood stains stain the shovel red. It didn't take long for a huge pit to take shape under Qin Chen's sweat, and while there were still a lot of deadly spider silk in his body, Qin Chen directly wrapped the remains of the seventeen corpses with white spider silk, and threw the entire white silk cocoon into the pit steadily, and then put the white silk cocoon that had already been brought to the edge of the pit, and the silk cocoon that wrapped the corpse of the ghost craftsman into it. I don't know if the deep pit dug by Qin Chen is too deep, even if the two silk cocoons are put into it, there is still a lot of free space. As shovels of bloodstained dirt were thrown in, the pit was finally filled, and the rest of the excess dirt was directly covered with eighteen graves on this pit.

Could it be said that Qin Chen didn't understand the structure of the tombs? But these eighteen tombs are placed by the two nine-palace diagrams, each of which has a direct or indirect connection with the other tombs, and the peculiar thing is that in the middle of the eighteen tombs, there is a shovel for digging pits and filling the soil. At this time, the shovel was already completely stained red by the corpse's blood, and it looked deep and dark under the cover of night.

Qin Chen is placed like this, which naturally has the truth of Qin Chen. I saw Qin Chen standing straight next to the blood-stained shovel, holding the ring of "Natural Contract" taken off from his finger between his fingers. Gently placing the "Natural Contract" ring on the end of the handle of the shovel, as soon as the two touched, a bundle of white spider silk shot out from Qin Chen's fingertips, and the ring through the ring was tightly tied to the handle. In the next second, the surrounding air seemed to be much fresher, and the shovel planted in the ground also faded from the bloody rendering at this moment, returning to the original white of the spider silk. Immediately afterwards, Qin Chen fell to the ground completely out of strength and fell asleep, but on this sleeping face, a faint sense of peace of mind was unreservedly revealed on it.

In this quiet and lonely night, there is not a single trace of human habitation. No one noticed that the ring of "Natural Contract" tied to the white shovel faintly emitted a blood-red light, and if it weren't for the darkness of the night, I'm afraid this glimmer of light would not have emanated.