The sudden eruption of the Changbai Mountain volcano without warning was an unexpected thing, as large swaths of magma erupted out, and volcanic ash filled the sky, turning into a sea of fire within a radius of 100 miles in the blink of an eye, and nothing could survive! The power of this heaven and earth, even if it is as powerful as a state apparatus, cannot be stopped at all, let alone resisted.

Xu Tianbiao, director of the Crisis Management Department, and seven team members all died in the volcanic eruption, and Wang Zhong, Lu Na, along with his sister, and two classmates who caused the bloody case also died in the sudden volcanic eruption. This is a conclusion that is obvious to all, and there is no way for the top management to care about it anymore. A big bloody case gradually subsided.

Although the Zhou family, one of China's largest family consortiums, died Zhou Huanwen, there are other heirs, since they have all been settled, things are still the same as before, and the Lu family is completely defeated in this turmoil, leaving a part of the forces, secretly lurking, just waiting for the time to come, they will make a comeback.

Whether it is the Lu family or the Zhou family, Changbai Mountain is a holy place in the minds of their people, and it also brings a lot of legends.

Wang Zhong's family has long settled abroad, no matter how powerful the high-level is, it is difficult to retaliate, but two sons and a daughter died in an instant, Wang Zhong's parents were in pain, and they did not participate in the intrigue in the family, so they retired and settled in Canada with a large sum of money to retire quietly.

Things just calmed down, and after a long time, the earth-shattering things faded, who still remembers, at least ordinary people's rì is still the same.

It's just that the stele discovered by Lu Na has an earth-shattering secret, implicated in hundreds of years of history and the rise and fall of a generation. Although no one can stop its progress, the sand and rocks and mud in the torrent are not static, and there is always a chance to change.

The torrent is still a torrent, just take some sand and gravel, some mud blocks, or add some from it, it doesn't matter.

The volcano erupted violently, and Wang Zhong only felt a blue light in front of him, which was the light emitted by the stone stele.

Mixed with an infinite amount of red light and roaring, this is the scene of a volcanic eruption. The ears were roaring, and nothing could be seen or heard. Only his hands took his sister, and he held it tightly, not daring to relax a little. The rest of the people, Lu Na, Zhang Yanran, Tong Ling, Xu Tianbiao, Jia Yefeng's bodies, and the bodies of the seven members of the Crisis Management Department, could not be seen.

This light, this heat, endless eruptions, never stop, Wang Zhong's thinking seemed to stop, forever staying at this moment, even the sister in his arms did not make a sound, I don't know whether she is dead or alive, and her hands and feet can't move. The whole person seems to be trapped in an unchanging world.

Wang Zhong kept watching, his ears roaring, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or illusory, and he couldn't even tell whether he was dead or alive.

It's such a state, and I don't know how long it has been, maybe 10,000 years, 1,000 years, and the world is still the same.

An inexplicable fear suddenly rose in Wang Zhong's heart. If the dead world is like this, it will be really terrifying. Even the legendary hell is rich and colorful, with a smile and a taste.

"I seek my life, no fear, no fear, no fear, life and death are a drama and a dream. What kind of fear!" Fear together, panicked, and mournful, Wang Zhong's whole meaning seemed to be blurred.

"The four directions of heaven and earth are called the universe, and the universe has been called the universe throughout the ages. Whether it is the past or the future, hell and heaven, the glass world, everything, is always in this universe. No matter where you are, you can pursue the peak of life and transcend the fetters of life and death, but you just give birth to unknown horrors, it's really funny!"

A thought arises, and a thought dies. Wang Zhongxin's heart was like a rock, not grinding, and the whole person suddenly regained consciousness, and his whole body felt a hot pain! However, his lungs were injured by Xu Tianbiao's "Eight Blows of the Divine Palm", and his heart was faintly painful.

As soon as he tore off his gas mask and gasped for air, the clear air entered his lungs, and there was no pungent sulfur, only the smell of his own blood.

"Chirp, chirp!" a few colorful pheasants were frightened, flapped their wings from the bushes, and flew up the tall trees, and the snow fell with a clatter. Wang Zhong suddenly felt a chill, this place is still a reckless snowy mountain forest.

"Did the volcanic eruption wash me out?

Wang Zhong looked around, and felt that it was somewhat the same as the Changbai Mountain when he came, but the trees were much denser and taller, there was no sign of people, the heavy snow covered the trees, the long ice was connected to the trunk, and the snow was full of animal claws, Wang Zhong carefully identified, there were tigers, old bears, and suddenly a red light flashed, Wang Zhong looked at it, but it was a big fiery fox rushing over quickly.

This big red fox was just about to pass through the snowy bushes, brushed and stopped, looked at Wang Zhong curiously, swept his big tail, his nose groaned twice, and he actually shook his head and walked over, stepping on the shallow traces on the snow, squeaking, creaking, walking five or six meters away before stopping, he was not afraid of people at all!

At this time, Wang Zhong was sitting in the snow, with pieces of freshly condensed blood accumulated on his chest, and the faint smell of blood spread far away, obviously attracting the attention of the fox.

"Old sister, old sister!" Wang Zhong felt a movement in his arms, only to find that the old sister was still in his arms.

Wang Lele's face was flushed, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were white, they were all dry and cracked, oozing blood, touching his forehead, it was terrifyingly hot, his body was wet, and he was sweating profusely, and now he was blown by the cold wind, and it became cold, and his shoes were actually covered with a thin layer of ice.

In such an environment, the inside is hot and the outside is cold, even Wang Zhong can't bear it, and Wang Lele is no longer sober.

"Oops!" Wang Zhong struggled to get up and shouted twice, where could Wang Lele hear it.

I don't know where I am, but now the top priority is to find a place in the crisis management department, light a fire, dry clothes, get hot water, and then slowly think of a way, if it goes on like this, within a few hours, Wang Lele will not be able to live.

It's just that this place seems to be a reckless snow jungle, with five feet of snow, and the animals are not afraid of people, obviously they can't get out of the way, and they are lost, and they can't tell the direction, where to find a place?

What's more, he was also seriously injured!

This fox is fiery red all over, not as big as a wolf dog, very rare, suddenly saw movement, and made a sound, the red fox was startled, his limbs were scattered, brushed, and ran out two or three feet away. Prostrate on the ground, the big tail kept sweeping the snow, and the two eyes were staring at Wang Zhong, turning from time to time, not knowing what tricks he was thinking.

When Wang Zhong saw such a scene, he suddenly remembered that people used cunning to describe foxes, which was really vivid.

"Roar!" A low roar came from afar, shaking the snow on the treetops and falling down, and the red fox squeaked as if it had been stepped on by its tail, and as soon as it bounced up, jumped a few times, and quickly ran into the bushes, and after a few ups and downs, it disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the roar passed, Wang Zhong's sight saw a figure the size of a buffalo and a yellow and clear figure, but it was an adult Siberian tiger! This giant Siberian tiger stepped on the snow, and a fierce fishy aura rushed to his face.

Wang Zhong's heart tightened, and when he touched it, he touched a warm thing, heavy, and when he lifted it, he calmed down in his heart, it turned out to be Jia Yefeng's platinum sword.

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