"Which way are you going?" Feng Caitian came back to his senses and looked at Shiping.

At this time, there was no one left, not to mention Qiaoyan and Feng Yuexin, and even Luo Fei'er, who had been kneeling on the ground before, was gone.

"Over there!" Xiao Huohuo pointed in one direction.

"Well, let's get more in the past."

Feng Caitian didn't know if she could find the location of Feng Yuexin and Qiaoyan, but she couldn't just forget it, she had to go with her, even if it was to find them one by one, she had to find them, and ask to understand what was going on.

However, the imagination is beautiful, the reality is cruel, Feng Caitian searched for several hours in a row, and when the sky was almost light, Feng Caitian still did not find half a shadow of Feng Yuexin and Qiaoyan. Even Lo Fei'er, who had seen them, didn't see them.

Feng Caitian bit his fingers and looked at the sky.

Could it be that they are not in the eighth level?

How heavy will that be?

There will definitely be no ninth level, because that is the most **oss in the Black Evil Building, where the owner of the Black Evil Mansion lives. Even though the young master of the Black Evil Mansion is fond of Feng Yuexin, after all, she has not yet married, so she can't live there now, so where will it be?

Looking at the majestic buildings under the eighth weight, and looking at the sky that was about to dawn, Feng Caitian didn't dare to delay, and decided to come again tomorrow, so he lowered his body, followed the same path, opened the small black house of the first weight, and walked in.

If he disappeared suddenly, it would definitely arouse the vigilance of those people in the Black Yarn Building, so Feng Caitian had to touch it back before dawn.

Fortunately, for several days in a row, everything was fine.

Except for the fact that people bring water and steamed buns every evening, there is almost no one.

This gave Feng Caitian great convenience, and for several nights in a row, Feng Caitian touched every room from the first to the seventh.

She saw the sleeping Yang Hao in the third layer, but after touching the entire seventh layer, she still didn't find the shadow of Feng Yuexin and Qiaoyan.

Is it really in the ninth?

Feng Caitian shook his head, and said in his heart that it shouldn't be, could it be that he forgot somewhere?

Feng Caitian thought carefully for a while, and suddenly slapped her head, she didn't search the cellar of the black yarn building and the broken place where she lived!

But will they live in that kind of unsightly place?

Feng Caitian shook his head, and when the sky was white, he returned to the small black house again. However, this time, she did not go in directly, but stood at the door, looking at the large, dense small black house like a small town.

Who is this forgiving?

Are they all people like her, who survived after being imprisoned in that tree?

Feng Caitian thought about it and decided to take a look.

Just this look almost made her vomit all the fish she ate in the kitchen last night.

Nima, the people in this black gauze building are brain-dead, right?

How could she be locked up with these monsters?

After taking a few deep breaths, he forcibly pressed down the wall in his stomach to the sea, and Feng Caitian passed through the small square hole on the door one after another, but the scene he saw made Feng Caitian realize that this was a monster concentration camp.

The people inside look strange, not that they look ugly and scary, but they seem to look different from ordinary people.

There were at least ten people locked up in each of the dark huts, not an inch, not crying or making a fuss, but wriggling on the ground, not one of them sound.

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