I, the fighting party, became Xiaozhi's golden finger

Yantu Mountain, an ancient volcano eroded by time, is hidden deep in the mountains, like an ancient beast in deep sleep.

In its depths, the secret base of the Lava Team is as intricate as a maze, with dim light and the air filled with sulfur and burning smell.

Chi Yansong stood here, and the scene in front of him made him hold his breath. His eyes were fixed on the boy sitting on the chair in front of him, a boy with an upright posture and transcendent temperament.

His eyes were as deep as stars, as if they could swallow all the darkness, making people dare not look at him.

The boy sat there, motionless like a mountain, but the powerful aura emanating from him was like an invisible storm, making everything around him tremble.

Especially the Vulcan Moth behind him, its wings were like burning flames, emitting a blazing light, making people dare not look directly at it.

Chi Yansong knew that even if he was proud of the fire-breathing camel, he would probably not get any benefit from facing this Vulcan Moth.

That powerful aura and invisible sense of oppression made him feel unprecedented pressure.

He knew in his heart that the young man in front of him was incomparable to any opponent he had ever met.

Chi Yansong took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner fluctuations and prepare for anything that might happen next...

"Excuse me, who are you?" Chi Yansong's voice echoed in this dim base, with a hint of imperceptible tension.

His eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him, trying to peek into his intentions from his reaction.

The young man in front of him, that is, Li Qingfeng, did not seem to hear his question.

His eyes wandered around, as if he was admiring this mysterious base hidden deep in the volcano.

His eyes revealed a kind of depth and curiosity, wanting to engrave every inch of land and every stone here into his mind.

Li Qingfeng did not answer, nor did he make any response, but just stood there quietly, waiting for something.

Behind him, the Vulcan Moth still stood quietly, the flames on its wings looked particularly bright in the dim base, bringing a touch of vitality to this dull space.

Chi Yansong couldn't help but frown.

He felt that the boy in front of him seemed to be not simple. His calm attitude and unfathomable eyes made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

He took a deep breath again, trying to calm his inner fluctuations, waiting for the boy's response.

"Yes, your place is a different world." Li Qingfeng's voice sounded leisurely, breaking the silence in the base.

He turned around slowly, with a playful smile on his handsome face, and looked at Chi Yansong with a torch-like gaze.

Although his voice was light, it seemed to carry a force that could not be ignored, which shocked Chi Yansong.

He felt that this boy was not an ordinary person. Every word and every word he said seemed to contain deep meaning that could not be ignored.

"Tell me, what is your motive for using the explosion to blow up the second floor of the museum?" Li Qingfeng's voice sounded again, this time more firmly, as if he was questioning Chi Yansong.

There was no hesitation or hesitation in his words, as if he had grasped all the truth. Every word he said was like a sharp sword, pointing directly at Chi Yansong's heart.

Chi Yansong couldn't help but feel a panic. He had never met such a strong opponent.

He knew that he couldn't hide anything and could only face it calmly. However, deep in his heart, there was still an indescribable fear spreading, making him unable to face the young man's questioning calmly.

Chi Yansong took a deep breath, forced down the panic in his heart, and said in a low and firm voice: "I did this just to prevent the Ocean Team from getting that thing."

He looked at Li Qingfeng, trying to convey his determination and belief with his eyes.

His answer must be strong enough to convince the young man in front of him.

"My motive is pure and simple. I have no other purpose, just to protect that thing and prevent it from falling into the hands of the Ocean Team."

Chi Yansong's voice was filled with an unquestionable firmness, as if he was using his own beliefs to fight against the other party.

"Protection"

Although his answer was brief, it was full of power.

As long as his beliefs were firm enough, he could overcome any difficulties in front of him. However, the tension in his heart did not dissipate because he knew that the real challenge had just begun.

Li Qingfeng gently waved his hand, interrupting Chi Yansong's possible hesitation and evasion. His movements were chic and decisive.

All the cumbersome etiquette and words did not need to be said.

His firm and deep eyesLight, staring directly at Chi Yansong, the confidence and majesty in his eyes made Chi Yansong unable to avoid...

"I don't care about the rest," Li Qingfeng's voice was clear and powerful, and every word seemed to be engraved in Chi Yansong's heart, "You just need to take me to see Groudon..."

Although this sentence is simple, it is full of power and determination.

Li Qingfeng's words revealed an unquestionable majesty that made Chi Yansong irresistible.

What the hell?

How did this guy know where Groudon was? ? ?

Good guy, it's outrageous!

He felt his heart beating violently, and an unprecedented tension enveloped his whole body.

He couldn't refuse the boy's request, so he could only bite the bullet and take him to Groudon's location.

Chi Yansong took a deep breath, tried to calm his inner panic, turned around and walked deeper into the base: "Taijun, follow me."

Although his steps were firm, his inner uneasiness was difficult to conceal.

Groudon is very important to the Magma Team, and he also understands what consequences might occur if Li Qingfeng sees Groudon.

At this moment, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and take Li Qingfeng to the unknown area...

The inside of Yantu Mountain is like a different world eroded by flames, filled with hot magma everywhere. These fiery red liquids flow slowly in the dim mountain, as if fire dragons are winding through in sleep.

In this fiery red world, magma keeps rolling and surging, making a low and powerful roar, which shows their unyielding vitality to the outside world.

Sometimes they are as calm as a mirror, like a fiery red ocean; sometimes they are surging, like huge waves in a storm, showing endless power and charm...

And the first-class legend of the Hoenn region, the creator of the earth, is sleeping here...

Everything will begin...