prison song

【Lingtai County】

"Bang!" Qin Huaizhen suddenly turned around.

The top door was closed.

The lights gradually dimmed, and the fire seemed to feel that the food was getting less and less, so it became hungrier, gnawing on the wood frantically, making a creaking sound.

"Yan Qing?" Qin Huaizhen shouted, his voice was very small, but the echo echoed far away.

The sound spread far away, and when it hit the wall, it bounced back and turned into a bright red flame, burning the surroundings.

Suddenly the wall shattered and collapsed.

Qin Huaizhen's eyes widened, and there was a fire inside. The strong wind blew out the torch, and the still-hot wooden handle fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and gradually drifted away.

Qin Huaizhen couldn't believe what he saw.

The magma swirled, contemptuously and devoured in a slow gesture.The endless fire burned all over the distance, and the ancient wind marks were embedded on the wall, turning into a lonely painting.

The smoke of the war was flying around and dyed the sky, and the clouds were filled with sparks, turning into a poisonous flame that could not be approached.

The wind was howling, without a trace of pity, Qin Huaizhen stood on the stone wall, surrounded by only the sound of magma twisting and rolling.

The black skin of the magma bubbled, turned golden, and then broke slightly, returning to the past, as if provocative.

How can the prey escape so easily?

He was on the edge, looking up, as if staying in a well, the sky above was only a circle, and he could even clearly see the black smoke rising from above.

Except for the place where he was standing, the rest was an arc-shaped open space. It was very hot here, and Qin Huaizhen's forehead began to sweat.

This is the weirdest thing he has ever encountered, bar none.

volcano?How did he come here? The uneven muddy ground indicated that this was probably not an illusion.

The panic in his heart still came up very disappointingly, now is not the time to put on airs, who knows if this thing will go up, he doesn't want to just die for no reason as the nourishment for it to wreak havoc.

Qin Huaizhen's palms were sweating, he couldn't help clenching them tightly, and there was a clear pain from the nails embedded in his palm.

It's too hot in here.

Just as Qin Huaizhen pursed his lips and lowered his head, a bell sounded from a distance, and he immediately raised his head.

The mud wall suddenly moved, he shrugged, shaking off his dust, and walked forward with copper bells on his feet.

It is a few children, they have copper-black skin, and their hair is braided by hemp rope. Perhaps after a long time, the rope has been entangled with the hair, clinging to each other.

Scabs formed on the skin, as wide as a finger from top to bottom, and some had been torn off, bloodshot.

They all acted as if they hadn't seen Qin Huaizhen, holding dead animals of various sizes in their hands, and walked around him directly behind him.

They squatted down around the place where Qin Huaizhen was standing just now, and then smiled, shaking the prey in their hands in the air.

Qin Huaizhen took two steps forward, and the magma began to bubble, as if something was about to pop out.

Finally, he saw something arched, it was black skin that was slightly flaming.

"Shua!" Leaping up, a fire that looked like a horse jumped out of the fire pit, its eyes were burning with fire, the horse's hooves flicked slightly, and its strong hind legs moved slightly, splashing a few drops of fire slurry outer.

"what!"

The child behind it let out a hoarse cry, and the magma splashed on his face, like a dark worm, with a solid suction cup and a round blade on it, which sliced ​​through the flesh, before the blood started to flow. will be sucked dry.

The child directly threw the dead rabbit in his hand aside and shook off the magma with his hands. Sure enough, the piece of meat on his face was gone, and it was burnt yellow.

His expression was distorted in pain, and he kept rolling on the ground, holding up the soil with both hands and applying it to his face, and big tears kept falling down.

The horse's mouth opened slightly, and it carefully swallowed the hay in the child's hand. The grass immediately burned and melted away.

In an instant, the excess flames around it dissipated for several minutes, it stepped onto the ground, stepped forward, and let out a long cry.

The scorching fire light dimmed, like a person who just climbed up from a lake, water drops falling down his body, roasted by the sun and turned into smoke.

The flames on the horse's body were like water droplets, slowly sliding down and turning into smoke, revealing the brown skin, the black tip of the tail swayed slightly, and the nose was still humming because of panting.

The child was so happy that he jumped up and touched it with his hand. After he knew it, he rose up gently, followed the billowing black smoke, avoided the melting flames, and flew out.

Qin Huaizhen stayed where he was, looking at the sky, and there were children constantly popping up around him, squatting there expressionless and shaking the "prey" in his hands.

There were also different children who fell to the ground, their bodies covered in magma, and they kept digging dirt and covering their faces.

No, I have to find a way to get out by myself.

Just as Qin Huaizhen was thinking about countermeasures, what happened the next moment was revealed in front of him.

The earth wall in the distance was loose, and they held up a person with their hands, walked to the fire pit and shook, and the surrounding magma began to collapse in an instant, slipping down like a paste, gradually forming, and shining brightly.

With fire slurry as silk and flames as eyes, she swung her gracefully.

His eyes were squinting, his hands were stretched out, and the seemingly caressing movements actually burned the man to death, turning him into a wisp in the black mist.

With both hands raised, the two children floated up in an instant, and gradually disappeared as the billowing black smoke gathered and sank.

"It seems that the prey that meets the requirements is required." Qin Huaizhen thought about it, and if it was an unsatisfactory thing, it would be splashed by the magma.

"It's now." Qin Huaizhen rushed forward with all his strength, kicking away the two carrying people.

He picked up the mud-covered body and prepared to throw it into the fire pit.

Since you can't choose, how about just throwing it in?Qin Huaizhen thought in his heart, threw the corpse out, the dust was shaken, and it gradually appeared.

It was Yan Qing's face.

Qin Huaizhen's pupils constricted, and the surrounding sparks exploded in an instant, gradually surrounding him.

It's like accepting this gift.

Qin Huaizhen jumped down without any worries.

The foot hooked the stone and hung upside down, trying to reach out to grab him, but it was impossible to rely on only a sliver of yarn. The silk slid and caressed gently in the palm of the hand, and then the figure gradually descended.

"return!"

Qin Huaizhen shouted hard, he let go of the stone, and fell down.

His voice was very hoarse, like fragments of glass cutting small wounds one by one. When he spoke, drips of blood would ooze, and the cracks were connected one after another.

I have been losing, whether it is in a dream or in reality, it is slowly passing away, although every time I realize it later, if you really die in a place other than the dream.

I think I will also accompany without thinking.

It's really nasty, when will I think so, it's like a girl's house.

It seemed that in the high fever environment, time also became swollen, Qin Huaizhen opened his hands, hugged his back tightly and leaned him up.

Even if I'm going to die, I'll take my back first, maybe you still have a chance.

I'm really sorry for throwing you out just now, you seem to be lighter than usual.

Qin Huaizhen closed his eyes, his face was hot and melted into the heat.

Qin Huaizhen lifted a standing ceramic, stood on the stairs, threw it down hard, and let out a stunned roar.

"return!"

So he jumped up to catch the ceramic pot, closed his eyes, and the candle beside him flickered slowly, emitting a hint of warmth.

The bottom is covered with iron knives and gravel.

"Bang!" It landed on the ground with a sound, and the surrounding rubble scattered into dust and scattered in the corners.

Yan Qing held him in his arms, frowned, and looked sharply at a certain corner.

"Tsk." He bared his lips and disappeared into the darkness, with thick drops of blood dripping on the ground.