Nineteen and half past one. It's three o'clock in the morning, and there are still seven hours left. Feng Qinxue knew what he should do, but he didn't know what to do at all.

Because he didn't know where the bus would go at three o'clock in the morning. Just when he was left without a master, the phone call from the Wind Mother came.

"Where are you now?" On the other end of the line was a man's voice. Feng Qinxue clenched his left fist and said in a deep voice: "Where is my mother?" ”

"I don't know where to go." The man's voice did not fall. Feng Qinxue's head boomed, and the whole person fell straight to the ground.

"Hey...... We suspect that she went to Q City to find you. The man on the other end of the phone shouted,

"This morning, she received a text message from you with a photo." Feng Qinxue's head, which was about to explode, went blank in an instant, his face was pale, and his lips trembled.

Even when his phone rang, he was indifferent. It wasn't until two hours later that a voice rang out: "Brother, we're dying." Your mom was cheated on too. It was Li Huowang's voice.

Feng Qinxue sat up, turned on his phone, and quickly held his head in his hands in disappointment. This voice is made by Yun Lie, and it can only leave a one-way message, not a conversation.

However, he sees a photo on an unfamiliar text message, which is one of himself imprisoned in a dungeon.

He immediately picked up his phone like crazy, looked at the photos carefully, and the text message read: Mom, I'm scared.

Tears have long since flowed down his cheeks like beads of broken threads, dripping clothes. Feng Qinxue's eyes were blazing with anger, and the other soul made him slowly calm down and think about everything carefully.

Right now, there is only one way, and that is the Tiger Talisman to guide the way. In any case, we have to break through this path first, and then do the rest.

Otherwise, in the vast Q City, where to find my mother? What's more, what kind of situation can make the hidden mother not take her mobile phone with her, and even don't call or send him a message before coming to Q City?

This naturally reminded him of something Yun Lie had said: the killer Yun Lie saw should be Aunt Feng.

And that mysterious Lin Hong. Feng Qinxue lay on the floor again, the more he tried not to think about it, the more things haunted him, and he was extremely chaotic.

Finally, it was half past two, packed up my backpack, washed my hair and face, and went downstairs. The street is pitch black, without the atmosphere and style of a prosperous metropolis, but a dead and stagnant pool.

At three o'clock sharp, there was a real bus on the left side of the street. The bus stopped, the door lit up with a timer, and the countdown from thirty onwards.

Feng Qinxue got on the train, swiped the tiger charm at the position of the card, passed the verification, and sat in the middle seat of the third seat in the seventh row under the guidance of the female conductor.

The female conductor said, "The equipment you ordered is in the box above your head, and you will take it when you get off the train." Feng Qinxue said: "Thank you." The two men in black on either side of him were sleeping soundly, unaware that anyone was sitting beside them.

When the bus started, it was instantly dark in the carriage, and the darkness was like an abyss.

"Boy, go to sleep, or cut your throat." One person suddenly covered Feng Qinxue's mouth, his hands were like pliers, and it was impossible for Feng Qinxue to move, and said gloomily.

Feng Qinxue heard the man's cruel laughter, his back was cold, and cold sweat flowed. Feng Qinxue squinted his eyes slightly, and tried his best to lie back, as if falling asleep, however, it was impossible to sleep.

A moment later, he saw a blue shadow walk from the front to his side, and then to the back. Compared with red shadows, blue shadows are more realistic, fuller, and more importantly, have a bony feeling.

Feng Qinxue's heart couldn't help but mention his throat, he was highly nervous along the way, the weird black screen of the mobile phone, and he was drowsy several times, which seemed to be an involuntary suffocation.

It's hard to know how long it has been or how many miles have been traveled, but a long whistle ended the eerie journey.

"Get off the bus in order of seating."

"Get out of the car, since it is a firing area, one-way, in a group, if you want to survive, you have to rely on real skills." Feng Qinxue quickly took out the weapons in the box, a gun that had never appeared on the market before, with extremely strong firepower, a gas and bulletproof mask with a lamp, a pair of special crocodile skin gloves, and a pair of mountains.

When the person on the left got up, Feng Qinxue followed suit, followed the order, and got out of the car. Feng Qinxue was stunned.

The bus stopped at the edge of the bottomless abyss, less than three meters. A diagonal junction, only half a man wide, resembles a headless python lying on the edge of the abyss in the dark.

Feng Qinxue's heart was beating wildly, and he suddenly heard an old voice say, "Sword Spirit, act." A slender black-clad masked man strode towards the diagonal downward intersection.

The old voice said, "Follow in turn." The rules of the tiger talisman, those who can't keep up, can only sacrifice to the mother of the earth. Feng Qinxue was probably in the middle of the road, and when it was his turn to walk up to the intersection, a wave of vertigo hit.

He began to recite suddenly

The "Mind Appreciation Mantra" is really effective, whether it is psychological comfort or really effective, so that he can soberly embark on the road that seems to lead to hell.

The road is narrower than what you see, only the width of an ordinary person's body. Every time Feng Qinxue took a step, he only felt that his internal organs were squeezed into a lump, and he was lifted up by a rope by an inch.

At the first turn, a man behind him let out a terrible scream. The man stumbled and fell into the abyss.

In the midst of the lightning, Feng Qinxue's body twisted softly like a cat's body, and his left hand reached into the void, clutching the other hand.

The man was extraordinary, leaping lightly with his strength, and landed lightly on the narrow road, panting in horror.

Suddenly, there was another terrible scream, and the sound was about ten people behind him. The man's voice was swallowed up by the darkness of the earth, as if the man had never been in this world.

Feng Qinxue exhaled lightly and continued to move forward, turning corners, and the road became wider and wider. Suddenly, one of the people in front shouted loudly, "Be careful, the snake spider is dispatched." One of the people behind shouted softly: "Don't let it bite, otherwise, its poison will seal its throat with an arrow." Feng Qinxue held the gun in his left hand, and stabbed out a gray-white short sword like a toy in his right hand, and stabbed a sword into a snake head, watching the spider's body behind the snake head gradually stiffen and fall to the ground.

Suddenly, a wisp of coldness came through the gloves, and the coldness entered the body, making Feng Qinxue more sober. Oops~, a strange scream suddenly came from the front.

When Feng Qinxue looked for the sound, he saw a person fall straight upright, and before he arrived, he was kicked into the deep and dark abyss of the earth by the person next to him.

Feng Qinxue already understood what the situation was, and followed closely, killing ten snakes and spiders in a row with a short sword, attracting the admiration of the people nearby.

About five thousand meters down, everyone suddenly appeared at the entrance of a straight cave, and a pale golden mist floated at the entrance of the cave.

"Damn, we've lost seven people along the way." An old voice scolded, and another old voice laughed,

"It's already the least loss. Everyone, full speed ahead. "The second person who spoke was the one who gave the orders from above.

Feng Qinxue saw that there were five people around him and guarded him tightly. When Feng Qinxue rushed into the entrance of the cave, he thought to himself that Yun Lie and Li Huowang would not come here, right?

What are they trying to do? He wondered, what the hell could this place be? One of the people in front shouted, "Red ant bats, retreat!" "Feng Qinxue has begun to truly adapt to the power of darkness and abyss, and his whole body is agile, aware of the slightest change.

When he heard the shout, the sword did not leave his right hand, but he had already held the repeating pistol in his hand, and pulled the trigger at a red cloud, and a row of dense strafing shots dispersed the red cloud.

"it!" One person exclaimed,

"Whose general is this?" The old voice shouted again, "Rush! "Feng Qinxue walks like flying, and can faintly hear the sound of the wind when the people around him are running wildly.

These people are like demons rushing to hell for a feast, secretly reveling. Feng Qinxue was coerced, as if he had no will of his own, and went with the flow.

A pile of corpses in front of him stopped the mad demon's tracks.

"They came first."

"The road heaped out with a living life can't be long."

"Old Tong, what should we do?" After the three of them spoke one after another, they fell silent. After a while, the old voice said, "There are still sixty-three people, seven people in each group, divided into nine groups, and each of the three groups is a team, and the three teams take turns to explore the way. Divide in place and complete in less than a minute. "The man's voice was penetrating, and he was the spiritual leader of the crowd, and no one dared to refute it.

Feng Qin is located in Group 5 and belongs to Team 2. The old voice said in a deep voice: "All the way down, it can be regarded as the first team as the vanguard. Now, it's the turn of the second team. Feng Qinxue was pushed and said, "Brother, you are the leader of the fifth group, leading the way." Feng Qinxue said loudly: "Why me? His voice echoed.

The old voice called by name: "It's you, your fifth group, exploring the way ahead." Feng Qinxue was pushed again and stumbled.

With a cross in his heart, he moved forward decisively, and as he passed by the corpse, a scarf caught his attention. He shouted inwardly, "Mom? Soon, he saw Li Huowang's favorite toy, which was made in imitation of the silver tray of the Ximen official.

Feng Qinxue can no longer care about any danger, the wind is under his feet, and he goes all the way. At this moment, even if he really walked on the road to hell, nothing would stop him from moving forward.

Before you know it, you come to another dark space that seems to be able to swallow up light. Feng Qinxue rushed in directly, but the others stopped.

"Batu Caves." The old voice seemed to be trying to think,

"Everyone pressed hard and rushed over. After the Batu Caves, it's time for the first day, and everything will be fine. "Feng Qinxue's ability to adapt to the darkness is amazing.

In this darkness, he could see shadows floating around, and he saw the penumbra on his back swallowing them one by one.

"That shadow is the real storm." He sighed to himself, sighing at the tragic life of this physical young man, and also at the tragic life of another thirty-five-year-old soul.

At this moment, the two seem to be going to hell hand in hand.