Rebirth of the Young Marshal

Did Wen Yan want to disappear? If he was there, of course he wanted to express strongly that he definitely wasn't the one who wanted to disappear!

The problem was that he couldn't express his opinion at all, and he found himself locked in a small black room again.

It's really a small black house.

He was kidnapped and locked up before, but it was still a bright place, and he knew something had happened in his heart, but he really couldn't figure out what was going on now, he could only feel that he was locked up , He touched it with his hands and knocked it, and it should be locked in a similarly large metal box.

After he was sure, he also tentatively wanted to have a reaction with the dark king flower, hoping that the dark king flower would talk to him as before, but he found that every time the induction was gone, there was no response at all.

After that, he also tried to open the mirror space, but it didn't work either.

He didn't feel that something happened to him, and he didn't panic. He was just curious. He didn't know what happened. He should have fainted at the time. Why did he faint? Lost contact with them, he was really full of doubts.

But he also knew that if he couldn't get out of this metal box, he probably wouldn't be able to solve any doubts.

The question is, how on earth does he get out?

Wen Yan sat there on his knees, touching everywhere with his hands. He felt that there must be some mechanism or some button that could be opened. However, as soon as he entered and touched all the places that his hands could touch, there was still no response. No.

So he started knocking on the wall again. Since it couldn't be opened, there must be a sound that can be transmitted, right?

Compared with the last time, the knocking was louder and longer, but there was still no response.

Wen Yan was a little frustrated, he wrung his hands and lost his mind for a while.

After a while, he suddenly felt a little hot on his left ankle, and he was overjoyed, it was Anwanghua's response, and he kept calling in his heart, but still no response came.

This gap between looking hopeful and suddenly losing hope made Wen Yan even more frustrated. He was very afraid that he would be locked up like this until he died of starvation or thirst without a sound.

His twisted hands gradually clenched into fists. For the first time, he, who had always been indifferent, felt a strong sense of unwillingness. The first death was completely accidental, unprepared, and he died in the future. He accepted it, even if he was not so willing. , and knew that he could only accept the reality, in order to live well again, but this time, when everything was moving in a better direction, he was locked in such a closed and dark place without even a little sound, If he really had to die again, he would not be reconciled, absolutely not, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die at all, not only was he nostalgic for life, he was also nostalgic for someone.

If the metal can be broken, then he can leave, he wants to leave, he wants to have some ability or something that can break this thing.

he wants···

With a bang, he only felt a loud noise in his ears, and before he could react what happened, he passed out again.

Before he fell into a coma, he seemed to hear a very soft voice saying "Finally!"