With a loud bang, Qi Leren fell to the ground. The pain was so dark that he couldn't move at all. He almost thought he was going to die. Countless dust, floating up and down in the lightning and thunder, gathers and disperses.
Qi Leren was in so much pain that he didn't even dare to breathe, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and he gradually saw the top of his head. The light of the flashlight showed through the hole, which was not very bright, making him feel as if he had fallen into a dark and cold mouth. Shenjing can only look up at the light above his head.
The hound whose fur was burnt was watching him, its terrifying head stuck in the caved-in hole, and stinky saliva dripped from Bai Sensen's canine teeth, dripping on the floor beside Qi Leren's ears, as if rotting The horrible smell of meat that has been around for a long time is disgusting.
Qi Leren didn't dare to move, he couldn't move, he felt as if his soul had escaped from this body and flew out.
Don't come down, don't come down, don't.
The terrifying hound seemed to have heard his prayers, and after a long snooping gave up the jump, snarled and walked away slowly.
survived...
Qi Leren took a deep breath, and his nasal cavity was itchy with dust. He wanted to cough, but his lungs throbbed in pain as soon as he inhaled. He couldn't help curling up to cover his cough. He protested as if being pinched together, and by the time he subsided, he was already in a cold sweat.
Is this fucking D-level difficulty? Qi Leren couldn't help but scolded in his heart, and once again collapsed on the ground and slowly regained his strength.
I don't know if there is any internal injury from the fall. Although the hands and feet are still soft, there should be no fractures. This is a fortune in misfortune. He is really hard. window.
The window, too, was nailed down with iron bars, and lightning cast criss-cross shadows on the floor, illuminating the iron easel in the center of the room.
This should be a studio, Qi Leren thought while looking at the easel and the large and small brass picture frames on the wall. Too bad they were all burned down.
Faintly, he felt that there seemed to be some strange power hidden in this room, as if...
He raised his still aching arm and pulled out the pendant from his neck. A layer of black mist floated in the gemstone on the pendant, much thicker than before. Qi Leren narrowed his eyes, this black fog represented the concentration of the surrounding demons, including the Seed of Slaughter on him. Seed of Slaughter is still good now, which means that the power of demons here is very strong.
It's so strange, how can there be demon power in this dungeon quest
Qi Leren sat up from the ground with difficulty. When he got up, he almost thought that his spine had been broken. Fortunately, it was only a little uncooperative and did not suffer any fatal injuries. He let out a long sigh, feeling like he was alive.
The Seed of Slaughter became active under the catalysis of the devil's power, and the coldness spread down his spine. Qi Leren hesitated for a while, but took out the bottle of holy water from the package. The transparent liquid exuded a faint light, but he could feel the holy power just by looking at it. He opened the lid and took a sip. The demonic power that was about to move in his body immediately dissipated. The Seed of Slaughter stabbed him unwillingly, and then curled up Returning to the back of his neck, he was dormant again.
The pain all over his body seemed to have eased a little. Qi Leren was finally able to stand up. He glanced at the holy water again, and couldn't help but recalled how Chen Baiqi treated him under the pure white moonlight on the sea cliff on the island of the dead. s story.
Where will he be now? Is there never a homeland that is cold and snowy all year round? Will he come back
Forget it, even if he came back, even if we met, Ning Zhou probably couldn't let it go. Falling in love with someone so quickly, so intensely and irresistibly, only to find out that this love is sinful... Ning Zhou, who grew up in that kind of environment, will only suffer more than him.
Qi Leren let out a melancholy sigh, then laughed again, why did he think of it again? He had been insomnia all night after hearing Chen Baiqi tell Ning Zhou's story that day. It can be said that it was a tragedy that the two of them concealed from each other by mistake, but when he learned that Ning Zhou was so sad, he sent the holy water trustee he needed to him. gave him a lot.
It can only be said that this is a cruel joke of fate.
At present, the crisis is full of dangers, and Qi Leren didn't think much about it, and concentrated on studying the surrounding situation.
What is so unusual about this studio? Why is there such a strong demon power
Qi Leren dragged his aching body around the room, and when he walked to the window, with the occasional lightning flashes, he saw a floor under the easel raised slightly. He stepped forward and squatted down cautiously. This action made him bark and grin in pain. He tried to dig the floor. Unexpectedly, this loose floor was easily dug up by him.
There is a small iron box between the keels under the floor, the surface has been rusted, and it can be vaguely seen that the relief above is a kind of weird totem, just like... Qi Le people recalled the tower of the seal in the mission of sacrificing witches, the tower There are similar totems on the body. Combined with the strong demon power in this room, is this a kind of demon belief
Qi Leren didn't dare to touch the iron box directly, wrapped his hands in cloth and took it out.
The system prompt follows: [Get the devil's sacrifice 1/6].
Sure enough, it was something related to demons.
Qi Leren opened the box, and what was hidden in the box was a dark blond hair, long and curly, they were not cut neatly, but were roughly pulled down, and some of the hair was broken. There are traces of it, some are not, they are entangled together like a dark golden waterweed.
Qi Leren closed the box and put it in the package, thinking about it.
Even if this quest is related to demons, it cannot be a demon in the nightmare world, because this dungeon story takes place in a dungeon similar to the real world. This ancient castle was built during the Republic of China. If this can also be linked to power, killing and It would be outrageous to deceive the three demon kings.
It was a complete coincidence to discover that one-sixth of the "devil's sacrifice", so what was this item trying to tell him
Just as Qi Leren was contemplating, the easel not far away radiated a faint light.
Qi Leren raised his head and looked nervously at the easel. A phantom appeared next to the fluorescent metal easel, as if illusory through a layer of mist. The phantom was a young woman with long golden curly hair. Concentrate on painting with a paint tray and pens in front of the easel.
is her!
Qi Leren suddenly recalled the lady in the portrait.
She looked peaceful, and she couldn't see that she had a family-hereditary mental illness.
A faint light emerged from the closed door, and a ghost of a hound passed through the wooden door and came to the studio.
"Redmond, come to me." the woman who was painting called it softly.
The hound moved gently to her side and lay down at her feet. The woman stroked its fur and said softly, "He's coming back soon. I'll give him a surprise when he comes back. I'm going to be a dad!"
The hound twitched his tail, looked up at her, and grunted in his throat, as if in response to her words.
The woman stroked her uncurved belly and murmured, "I will love him (her) and never let him (her) be like me..."
The hound seemed to sense her low mood, raised his head and barked, and the woman smiled, held his head and kissed his ear: "I love you too, Redmond, you are my patron saint. "
The phantom's shimmer gradually dimmed, and finally melted into the thunder and lightning.