Before picking up the microphone, Teng Yunshen thought deeply about making a call to Su Ruiwen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As soon as he put his finger on the keyboard, he changed his mind, knowing that he was going to make a phone call to his family.

He wasn't going to do that. He was scared. If the witch is right, the voice of a loved one will make him weak. He had neither intended to die in the battle that would follow, nor had he intended to stay out of it. But his fingers were firmer than his fear, and before he could come to his senses, he dialed his phone number.

"Hello. This is the Teng family. ”

On the other side of the earpiece, his mother's very, very kind voice gently slapped his tears from the killer's face. He covered his mouth and stayed away from the microphone, afraid that his mother would hear him crying.

Now, Teng Yunshen still has a chance to escape, just like the plot in the film and television drama, he can remain silent and keep silent. However, his vocal cords were stronger than his fear, and before he could come to his senses, he spoke the words from his heart.

"It's me. He replied, his voice not at all what it had been. He rarely cried, not even half a year ago when he learned that his memory had been erased by a strange fog. Now, he has killed one person after another, and he has escaped death again and again. His mood was completely different from what he used to be.

"What's wrong?" Teng Yunshen's mother struggled to remember the hints that the wizards of the White Moon had given her, "You-"

"It's okay, I drank some spicy food, and I haven't recovered yet. Her son smiled, "I...... I won't go back at night. ”

"Didn't you quit?"

"There are all kinds of things," Teng Yun took a deep breath, "there has to be a beginning and an end." ”

"I see. ”

"Help me talk to him. Teng Yunshen knew that at this time, his father was helping his neighbors repair all kinds of things.

Mother advised: "After the matter is done, you should go home early, it has not been very peaceful outside recently." ”

"I've been on the night shift for so long, don't worry about me. Rest early, too. Good bye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Teng Yunshen hung up the microphone in amazement.

He thought he was mentally prepared, however, the thought that this might be the last call made him unbearable. Fear gripped him. However, the situation was critical, and there was no room for him to breathe now.

Teng Yunshen dialed Su Ruiwen's phone, and the prompt tone told him that the girl had turned off the phone. And in such a situation, it is very likely that the truth is as Qiao Siming told him, the girl's mobile phone was damaged during the battle. This means that things are not so good.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. It doesn't feel good or bad. He wasn't quite sure if he was in the killer state before he actually did it.

Teng Yun tugged at the shadow, tugging at the energy and matter between the tangible and the invisible. The shadow was like an invisibility cloak from a fairy tale, erasing his form. He fell into the kingdom of shadows. Dark time rattled through his fingers.

At first, a resistance blocked his approach, but after he threw his focus, it disappeared completely.

He scurried through the shadows like smoke and fog in the direction where Su Ruiwen was.

The night and the light give the shadow a definite shape, allowing him to move quickly across the surface of the shadow world, which gives him even more incredible speed, but also makes him lose his way unconsciously.

Teng Yunshen saw some wizards of the Black Sword Society, insignificant little characters, who formed a team and set up camp in his city without any scruples. And he had to let them go. After all, he's just a small character.

The old town is in sight.

He can choose a taxi, bus or subway as a means of transportation. However, he hoped that a run would allow him to shake off some mental burdens. The tired elf dances under his heels at the same time with the light elf. Moreover, he gradually mastered a little trick. The elasticity of the shadow is the perfect runway, giving him unparalleled acceleration.

The key is to grasp the flow of light through the body.

When Teng Yunshen only knew a little about the shadow world, there was only darkness around him. Today, Teng Yunshen's understanding of the shadow world is increasing day by day, and he sees a lot of potential things.

He poured some light out of his body or put some light into his body. He sensed it...... Balance. It is not a balance of light and shadow, but a balance of reality and illusion. He grasped this delicate sense of balance and stopped sinking or ascending. The world of shadows unfolded in front of him in its entirety. Everything that composes it is no longer just a shadow of length or short, width or narrowness, but expands and has a three-dimensional outline.

The City of Shadows rises from the ground.

Teng Yun deeply tugged at the shadow, and the shadow also tugged at him. He fell into the closest layer to the surface of the Shadow Kingdom.

The whole world has a dull yellow hue like old film. The air was surprisingly clear and spotless. The external temperature disappeared, and he felt neither cold nor hot.

Teng Yunshen jumped over the shadow of the car lying on the road like a snail. He stepped on them, and they bounced out. He felt the hard texture of the steel plate, but it was insignificant. They show more of the plasticity of shadows. The shadow of the car was like a spring pad, throwing Teng Yunshen into the distance.

After a long jump, he falls into the old and vibrant Old Town. The roads are extremely congested, and there is a constant stream of cars in silence. He grabbed the light and introduced himself to the world of shadows.

Dust, sound, and color rushed in. They brought confusion and confusion, but they also gave Teng Yunshen a strong sense of direction.

The scenery of the City of Shadows is quite wonderful, but it is not a place to stay for long. Just like photos, no matter how beautiful the memory is, it is only the past, and people can't always dwell on the memories of the past, which is unrealistic.

Teng Yunshen stood in place for a moment before he gradually got used to the rich details of the physical world. However, he needed more than just details, he needed the whereabouts of the Transfiguration Mage.

Qiao Siming delineated a range for him, not big or small, only three blocks. However, the wizards of the Black Sword Society had also laid a wide net here, and he had to be careful to avoid them.

Perhaps, it's time to go on a killing spree?

Teng Yun took a deep look at the weight of the five enemies in front of him. Their level will not exceed the third order, so it is not difficult to deal with. The trouble is to fix things after them, if they send a signal......