Guoyun: Please don’t grow up obscenely

When Qin Feng opened his eyes again, the voice in his ears disappeared completely, because even the saints cannot violate the rules in the door, so Lao Zhuang and Fo Ni can only look at him alone After passing this trial, he was unable to make a move.

He took a deep breath and walked forward.

The environment here is the same as the one outside, it is full of dead tree branches and leaves like ink painting, and you can't see the end at first glance, but the crow is no different from before, it stops on the branch, and occasionally croaks twice .

Qin Feng was thinking, since this saint is good at creating illusions, if he wants to break the illusion, he should find a wrong logical point, so that he can easily break through it like finding a fulcrum that can be pried .

How to break the situation has become something Qin Feng needs to think about.

The things and furnishings here give him the illusion that if he stays for a long time, he will be gradually assimilated.And Qin Feng is thinking hard about what is different.

He stared at the motionless crow standing on the branch, and he always felt that he had an idea.

With a sound of "whoosh", he hit the stone he just picked up from the ground straight in the direction of the crow. Hearing a bird cry, the crow fell vertically to the ground, but there was no body.

The crow turned into a drop of ink and directly merged into the ground.

The whole scene looked strange.

After looking at black and white for a long time, Qin Feng felt that his eyes were a little dry and sore, but he just rubbed his eyes, and the spiritual thread tied on his hand trembled violently.

This is obviously telling him that something happened to Natasha and Sakurako Kawashima.

In other words, the two of them didn't just stay outside the door willingly, but walked in with him, so he could perceive the existence of the two of them here.

Qin Feng couldn't help but ran towards the direction he could perceive. On the way, he was still thinking about what was going on. Logically speaking, the saint didn't seem to let the two of them in. .

But it's not sure, after all, that person has a weird temper.

There is also Lao Zhuang and Fo Ni who told him that he is good at deceiving people, so when will he be bewitched?
With such doubts in mind, Qin Feng found the injured Natasha and Kawashima Sakurako. Seeing that each of them had injured an arm, he couldn't help frowning and questioning.

"How did you come in? You are so injured? Didn't everyone tell you to stay where you are?"

"Who knew that stinky old man had such a bad temper. I just said a few words to him, and he came here for us one by one, and then threw us in directly. It really pissed me off. No one has ever dared to Do this to me!"

Natasha looked angry, Qin Feng still observed for a while, seeing that she didn't seem to be pretending, and the whole person was exactly the same as Natasha's personality, so he looked away.

"Well, remember not to mess with him next time. It seems that he has a bad temper. I didn't expect such a narrow-minded saint to exist."

Qin Feng said this loudly on purpose, but in the next second he was almost injured by a stone flying from nowhere.

It seems that this saint seems to be monitoring them in real time, so if this is the case, I have to perform "well".

"Really, look at this old man, he is even more careless than I imagined."

Qin Feng sarcastically sarcastically, but he almost fell and ate his shit. When he got up from the ground, he realized that a tree branch had popped up from nowhere on the road he was just walking, and it tripped him abruptly. up.

Before he could take a closer look, the branch turned into a drop of ink just like the crow just now, and it directly merged into the ground without any trace.

I didn't expect this saint to be really, it's a bit funny to be narrow-minded.No wonder Lao Zhuang and Fo Ni were so excited when they talked about this with him.

If he had such a friend, he would probably find it interesting.

"What should we do now?"

Sakurako Kawashima's voice sounded, and she was still as calm as before. Sure enough, only she could be so calm at this time.

"Since you have come in... there is no way to stay where you are, let's go ahead and see."

Qin Feng's spiritual power could not explore the edge of this space, so he had no choice but to come up with such a helpless method.

"Well, I always feel that this place is different from the place just now. I seem to be able to feel something."

Sakurako Kawashima nodded, and expressed her thoughts, and Qin Feng's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

He can't perceive too many things in this door, so the only ones he can rely on are Natasha and Sakurako Kawashima, both of whom have a stronger perception of everything here than himself.

So he looked at Natasha and asked, "Natasha, do you feel anything?"

Natasha didn't pay much attention to it at first, but she paid attention to the surrounding environment when he asked her such a question. After trying to perceive it for a while, she nodded happily and said, "It really is! But only a little bit."

"Then you lead the way, and I will follow you. It's probably the same here as before. It depends on you. My perception here is very weak."

"Ha, at least once again, you have to rely on us!"

Natasha walked forward with a proud face, and took Kawashima Sakurako's arm by the way.Although Sakurako Kawashima didn't say anything, but looking at the smile on the corner of her mouth, she knew that she was really happy this time.

After all, no one wants to be a drag.

Qin Feng smiled helplessly, and followed silently, but when he reached a place, he suddenly stopped.

He stared at the ground, feeling a little panicked, as if he would fall into some bottomless abyss if he took another step forward.

As for Kawashima Sakurako and Natasha, there was already a certain distance between him and him, seeing that he stopped at the same place and walked back with a puzzled expression.

"Qin Feng, what are you doing? Why don't you follow us?"

Qin Feng raised his head, and there was a drop of cold sweat on his forehead. He frowned, and his voice trembled a little.

"You, who are you?"

He looked at his wrist, the silk thread made by spiritual power was still firmly wrapped around his wrist, but he clearly remembered that he had already cut off the thread before entering here.