The Changbai Mountain volcano suddenly erupted without warning. This was an unexpected event. Large areas of magma spewed out, and volcanic ash filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, it became a sea of fire within a radius of hundreds of miles. Nothing could survive! This world
Even if it is as powerful as a state machine, it cannot stop it at all, let alone counter it.
Xu Tianbiao, the director of the Crisis Management Department, and seven team members died in the volcanic eruption. Wang Zhong, Lu Na, who committed the murder, along with their sister, and two classmates also died in the sudden volcanic eruption. This is a conclusion that is obvious to all, and senior officials
There was no way to worry about it anymore. A huge murder gradually calmed down.
Although Zhou Huanwen, one of the largest family conglomerates in China, died, there are other heirs. Now that everything has been settled, things are still the same as before. The Lu family was completely defeated in this turmoil, leaving some power behind.
Lurking secretly, just waiting for the opportunity to come back and start over again.
Whether it is the Lu family or the Zhou family, Changbai Mountain is a sacred place in the hearts of their people, and it also carries many legends. They are all trembling with fear about this sudden eruption, and have some taboos. They try their best to cover up the matter, although now it has been stolen
After all, some rights cannot be seen in the light.
Wang Zhong's family has long settled abroad. No matter how powerful the top management is, it is difficult to take revenge. However, two sons and one daughter died in an instant. Wang Zhong's parents were heartbroken and did not participate in the intrigues in the family. They retired with a large sum of money.
Qian settled down in Canada to retire quietly.
Things just calmed down, and after a while, the earth-shattering things faded away. Who still remembers it? At least ordinary people still live their lives as usual.
However, the stone tablet discovered by Lu Na contains an earth-shattering secret, implicating hundreds of years of history and the rise and fall of a generation of people. This world will never be peaceful. Historical evolution is a rolling torrent, although no one can stop it from moving forward.
Footsteps, but the sand, gravel, and mud in the torrent are not static, and there is always a chance to change.
The torrent is still a torrent, it doesn't matter if you take away some sand, gravel, or some mud, or add some.
The volcano erupted violently, and Wang Zhong only felt a green light in front of him, which was the light emitted by the stone tablet.
Mixed with endless red light and roar, this is the scene of a volcano erupting. My ears are roaring, and I can't see or hear anything. I can only take my sister with my hands, and hold on tightly, not daring to relax.
At least. The bodies of the rest of the people, including Lu Na, Zhang Yanran, Tong Ling, Xu Tianbiao, Jia Yefeng, and the seven members of the Crisis Management Department, could not be seen.
This light, this heat, erupts endlessly and never stops. Wang Zhong's thinking seems to have stopped, staying at this moment forever. Even the sister in his arms makes no sound. He doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, and his limbs are also gone.
Unable to move. The whole person seemed to be trapped in an unchanging world.
Wang Zhong kept watching like this, his ears roaring, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or illusory. He even couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive.
Even in this state, I don't know how long it has passed, maybe ten thousand years, or a thousand years, but the world remains unchanged.
An inexplicable fear suddenly arose in Wang Zhong's heart. If the world of the dead was really like this, it would be really scary. Even the legendary hell is colorful, colorful and flavorful.
"I pray for a life named Dingfeng, without fear, fear or fear, life and death are a drama and a dream. How can I give birth to fear!" With fear, panic, and grief, Wang Zhong's whole meaning seemed to be blurred.
"The four directions of heaven and earth are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. Whether it is the past or the future, hell, heaven, or the glass world, everything is always in this universe. No matter where you are, you can pursue the pinnacle of destiny and transcend the fetters of life and death.
But it happens to give rise to unknown terror, it’s really funny!”
One thought arises and one thought disappears. Wang Zhong's heart is like a rock, unbreakable. He suddenly regains consciousness and feels burning pain all over his body! But his lungs were injured by Xu Tianbiao's "Eight Strikes of Divine Palm"
, the heart is aching faintly.
He pulled off the gas mask and gasped for air. The extremely clear air entered his lungs. There was no pungent sulfur, only the smell of his own blood.
"Chirp, chirp!" Several colorful pheasants were frightened. They flapped their wings from the bushes and flew up to the tall trees. The snow fell down. Wang Zhong suddenly felt a chill. This place,
It is still a vast mountain forest covered with snow.
"Did the volcanic eruption wash me out? I was not washed to death!"
Wang Zhong looked around and felt that it was somewhat the same as Changbai Mountain when he came, except that the trees were much denser and taller, and there was no sign of people. Heavy snow covered the trees, and long ice strands were attached to the trunks.
, the snow was covered with animal claws. Wang Zhong looked carefully and saw that there was a tiger and an old bear. Suddenly a red light flashed. When Wang Zhong looked, he saw a big fiery fox galloping past.
The big red fox was just about to pass through the snow-covered bushes. It brushed to a stop, looked at Wang Zhong curiously, swept its tail, hissed its nose twice, and walked over with its head shaking, making light steps on the snow.
There were traces, creaking, creaking sounds, and he stopped only five or six meters away. He was not afraid of people at all!
At this time, Wang Zhong was sitting in the snow, with patches of freshly condensed blood accumulating on his chest. The faint smell of blood spread far away, obviously attracting the fox's attention.
"Old sister! Old sister!" Wang Zhong felt something move in his arms, only to realize that his old sister was still in his arms.
Wang Lele's face was red, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were white, and they were cracked and bleeding. He touched his forehead and found it was frighteningly hot. His body was wet and he was sweating profusely. Now he was blown by the cold wind.
It became so cold that a thin layer of ice formed on the shoes.
In such an environment, with heat inside and cold outside, even Wang Zhong couldn't survive, and Wang Lele was already unconscious.
"Oops!" Wang Zhong climbed up with difficulty and shouted twice, but Wang Lele couldn't hear him.
I don’t know where I am, but my top priority now is to find the crisis management department, light a fire, dry my clothes, get hot water, and then slowly think of a way. If this continues, Wang Lele will not survive in a few hours.
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It's just that this place seems to be a vast snowy jungle with five feet of snow. The animals are not afraid of people. It is obviously inaccessible to people, and I have lost my way and can't tell the direction. Where can I find a place?
What's more, he was also seriously injured!
The fox was red all over, not as colorful as the Crisis Management Department. It was as big as a wolfdog, which was very rare. Suddenly it saw movement and made a sound. The red fox was startled. It spread out its limbs, brushed it, and jumped two or three feet away.
Outside, he was lying on the ground, his big tail kept sweeping the snow, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Zhong, turning from time to time, not knowing what trick he was thinking of.
When Wang Zhong saw this scene, he suddenly remembered that people used cunning to describe foxes, which was really lifelike.
"Roar!" A deep roar came from a distance, causing the snow on the treetops to fall down. When the red fox heard it, he squeaked! It was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it bounced away.
He got up, jumped a few times, quickly ran into the bushes, and disappeared without a trace after a few ups and downs.
After the roar, a buffalo-sized, yellow figure appeared in Wang Zhong's sight, but it was an adult Siberian tiger! This giant Siberian tiger stepped on the snow, making a clicking sound, and a fierce fishy smell hit his face.
Wang Zhong's heart tightened, and he touched something warm and heavy. When he picked it up and looked at it, he calmed down. It turned out to be Jia Yefeng's platinum sword.