What should come is still coming, and there is always no escape.

"Roar...... tiger roar was deafening, and the whole cave trembled, and the ground was full of rubble. Qin Fan didn't try to resist, in fact, he couldn't resist either, he knew that all his efforts were in vain in the face of this powerful monster.

The smell of fishy air was scorching and violent, and the wind in his ears was fierce, although he was ready in his heart, Qin Fan's face was still pale at this moment, but there was an ugly smile on the corner of his mouth, he knew that he could finally face death, and there would always be great enlightenment between life and death.

"Poof......

Blood splattered, hot blood spilled on the ground, and the bright color was incomparably bright, like the most bewitching flower growing on the ground. There was a sharp pain in the arm, but the more terrible and intense pain that was expected to follow did not come.

"Roaring ........."

A roar sounded, but he saw the Hanzhu monster crawling on the ground, roaring on its back, as if it was resisting something, and as if it was roaring unwillingly, Qin Fan couldn't help but look directly at the screaming and struggling Hanqi monster, the pair of scorching tiger eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and a pair of gray-white eyes were full of anger, unwillingness, sadness, helplessness, hesitation, raising his head and roaring, and the roar was sad.

In the end, the human-faced tiger body monster raised its head and roared, and the entire huge tiger body actually burned into a black flame, the black flame seemed to have no temperature, it burned so quietly, but the tiger body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye and was engulfed by the flames, and the painful roar continued to stimulate Qin Fan's ears one after another.

Looking at the eyes of the monster, Qin Fan couldn't help but feel shocked. For some reason, at that moment, he seemed to understand the gaze of the monster.

Is it unwilling to rebel against the injustice of fate? Is it sad because it does things against its will every day? Is it helpless and hesitant because it is desperate? Is it about to accept fate?

No, never! That anger is definitely not just powerless anger and injustice and sorrow.

Raising its head and roaring, it was still domineering, and the flames jumping in its eyes were its determination to be broken rather than broken.

In the past, would you also feel the injustice of fate? Will you also be angry and unwilling?

Is it hopeless, is it depraved, is it submissive?

Qin Fan's heart was shocked, only to see that the black flame was struggling and roaring, the gorgeous tiger skin black lines on his body had already been unrecognizable, the flesh and blood were blurred, and after separation, it turned into a puddle of black water and fell to the ground, making a sneering sound, but the complete black tiger bones were still standing tall, and the domineering spirit was still raising his head and roaring.

Qin Fan looked at the tiger bone still standing in the flames in a daze, and the tiger roar seemed to have never disappeared, still echoing in his ears. How similar I am to this monster! Angry and unwilling to fate, I struggle hard, but I don't know if I have the decisive faith.

In a trance, the tiger bone in the black flame seemed to stand at the peak, fearless of heaven and earth, and still domineering. The black tiger bones and skull parts actually gave birth to countless purple lines. The patterns are weird, long or short, dense or thin, like a dragon and a tiger, intertwined and connected together, and then spread to the whole body of the tiger bone. At the same time, a surging yin qi emanated from around the skeleton.

Those purple lines were mixed with an inexplicable aura, Qin Fan didn't know what that aura was, but he felt that an extremely cold aura was surging in the entire cave, and the temperature dropped sharply, just in an instant, he felt like falling into an ice cave.

"It's cold...... It's so cold......" The cold temperature made Qin Fan's whole body shiver. The cold temperature seems to freeze even a person's mind. I don't understand why that terrifying monster has such eyes, and I don't understand why this sudden change is.

At this moment, he just felt cold, as if the cold bone marrow was about to freeze, and his soul seemed to have broken free from the shackles of **, he knew that this was an omen of imminent death, and his consciousness had begun to blur.

With a "bang", he rolled over and fell to the ground, his body was too cold to move, and the whole person was more like an ice sculpture looking up to the sky.

"It's beautiful...... It's so beautiful......" Qin Fan muttered in his mouth, until this moment, he realized that he had never paid attention to the scenery above his head, the grotto was pitch black, and as the two flints in his hands landed, the entire grotto returned to the same dark and damp as before, only at this moment the countless green stalactites on the top of his head were so obvious.

The stalactites dotted around are like stars, shining with a light that is not dazzling, and the faint light of the stars and faint green sets off the silence and darkness of the entire grotto, and somehow, Qin Fan only feels as if he is in a deep dark universe, and the stalactites are like shining little stars, just like when he looked up at the starry sky when he was a child.

The consciousness became more and more blurred, the eyes gradually lost sight, and the body was already frozen, but instinctively stretched forward. The cluster of black flames in front of him was jumping happily, as if they were expecting something, and as if they were jumping excitedly.

Finally, Qin Fan trembled his index finger and slowly touched the wisps of black flames, which was completely an instinctive reaction of the body's subconscious, just like wanting to eat when he was hungry and dressing when he was cold. And he doesn't need clothes now, he just needs a warm flame to warm himself, and there happens to be a black flame jumping right in front of him, this act would never have been done if he had the slightest consciousness, although he didn't know the power of the black flame, but it would never be a good thing. It's just that his consciousness is not clear, but more and more blurred and chaotic.

Eventually, as if discovering a new prey, the black flames leaped from the tiger's bones to his index finger and then to his hands, enveloping him and engulfing him......

The black flames reflected the entire cave in a strange pitch black, and the pool of blood between Qin Fan and the tiger bone was so conspicuous and bewitching, like a legendary flower on the other side, connecting the two unrelated to the unknown......

......

"Qin Fan...... Qin Fan...... Brother Xiaofan......" The anxious and anxious voice seemed to penetrate into his mind through his ears, and his mind was in chaos, this was not the first time he had fainted, and this time the warm and peerless face in the confusion did not resurface, but an angry and unwilling roar resounded in a dead and dim mind, and in the deep darkness, the firstborn one-horned silver-haired alien boy stepped into the void, his movements were ancient and elegant, his clothes were ancient, like an old nobleman who had lived for countless years, and his eyes were still rich and almost indissolvable hollows, but the moment he saw him, he instantly dissipated into anticipation and excitement, and said: "Hug each other......"

I don't know how long it was, when he slowly woke up, Fu Ling's eager face slowly became clear from far and near, he moved his lips, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he just said: "Sister Fu Ling." ”

Fu Ling was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "You're awake!"

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm fine, Sister Fuling." ”

"Woohoo ......"

An eager neighing of horses sounded, and Qin Fan found that he was actually lying on the body of Lao Jiu, and at this moment Fu Ling was squatting on the side, trying to feed him water.

"We ...... Where is this?" Qin Fan suddenly asked with some hesitation. Fu Ling smiled and said, "You forgot, we went to the dead swamp together, the fog was thick, you and I were separated from the old wine, and soon after that, somehow came out in a trance in the fog, and the little foal also walked out a little sluggishly.

I'm afraid you're going to have something, we've been searching around here, but the fog has become very strange, just stepping into it for a moment and then coming out in a trance, this little foal doesn't know whether he was frightened by something, or affected by the miasma, so far he looks languishing but for some reason, and only in the moment before he found you, he roared and cheered, and ran wildly. ”

Speaking of this, she smiled a little mischievously, and the shallow dimples were cute, and said, "Hey, this foal is smarter than a dog's nose!"

Hearing this, Qin Fan subconsciously glanced at his arm, and saw that the complexion of his arm was a little pale, and he could hardly see any scars, he was stunned for a moment, but in his heart he clearly remembered that his arm was scratched by Han Qi in a frenzy, and the blood was dripping and fell to the ground, and the whole person was also frozen stiff by the sudden low temperature, and he was about to die, but he appeared here for some reason, and there was no trace of injury.

Was it all just a nightmare?

After Fu Ling saw that he was sober, he couldn't give up, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, pushed him, and asked, "Qin Fan, are you okay?"

Qin Fan woke up in an instant, and wanted to open his mouth to tell her about that strange thing, but he didn't know where to start, after all, this matter was too grotesque and weird, even he was shocked, stunned for a moment, and finally said: "I...... I'm fine. Looking down and catching a glimpse of himself in front of him, there was a black wooden stick-like thing obliquely inserted on the black muddy ground, and his body walked forward with some shaking, only to see that the front end was actually a lifelike image of a tiger head, and he felt something, and couldn't help but put his hands on it, a little heavy, like a section of an object, with a small amount of power in his body, he jerked it up, and in the sound of "snort", a long black knife full of blunt mouth was held in Qin Fan's hand.

"Hehe, I don't know which passing chivalrous bandit casually abandoned the rags here, and you also regard them as treasures?" Fu Ling laughed when he saw the blunt knife in Qin Fan's hand, and was afraid of hurting the young man's heart, so he hurriedly said: "If you really like it, stay in the imperial capital of Zhongzhou and give you a first-class weapon?"

Qin Fan smiled, holding a pitch-black blunt knife in his hand, and said a little carelessly: "No need, I'm not a chivalrous warrior, what do you want this weapon for." He wanted to throw away the remnant knife, but Fu Ling thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Slow, you put away the remnant knife." I don't think this knife is practical, but it is a bit of a pound, and I can't say that I will be able to use it in a few days. ”

Qin Fan was stunned, but Fu Ling smiled and said a little mysteriously: "It's not much possible to arrest that crazy demon, and you can only try another way, after all, there is only a little more than a month to take the big exam, except for rushing, there is almost no time to do anything else, so you can only use this method to try." As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Qin Fan's heart ached inexplicably, and he blurted out, "What is the method?"