Fu Yancheng frowned and closed the door. The exposed doors that appeared on these walls were all such cliff traps. He couldn't help but start to wonder if there were still hidden doors.
The sound of sleep came to his ears.
"Fu Yancheng!"
Fu Yancheng's heart suddenly softened and he walked towards one of the corridors.
"Mianmian."
After turning here, he saw Sheng Mian's back.
He quickly took a few steps, but the next second, a gun was pointed at him, and bullets were shot out.
He reacted quickly enough that the bullet barely missed his shoulder.
When I looked at the place where Sheng Mian was standing just now, the building was already empty.
With a fierce look on his face, he chased directly towards the figure.
Sheng Mian didn't know how long he had been in there, but suddenly a light came on in the pit, and then the ceiling opened and a rope was handed down.
Her eyes lit up and she immediately wrapped the rope around her waist.
Someone was pulling her up.
When she reached the ground, she saw Fu Yancheng with blood on his chest.
No one knew how he found it. At this moment, his face turned pale and he pointed at the marks on the wall.
"The marks I made, follow this."
It was a mark made with the blood on his chest, marking the correct path.
If you want to know the right path, you have to keep trying and making mistakes.
To get here, he has tried and failed countless times.
Seeing his weak look, Sheng Mian quickly held his face with both hands, "How are you?"
Fu Yancheng just frowned, "Someone will imitate your voice. I will find him and kill him."
"Stop talking now."
Sheng Mian helped him up and picked up the gun in his hand, but the bullets were already empty.
Apparently he had fought a hard fight.
Sheng Mian's hands were trembling. She didn't even dare to look at the wound on Fu Yancheng's chest. She was worried that it was on his heart. So, was he coming back to his former glory now?
"Fu Yancheng, let me help you out."
Fu Yancheng lowered his eyelashes and slowly stood up.
Sheng Mian quickly supported him and followed the marks he made.
And in another spacious and dark room, a gentle voice sounded.
"You want to kill her?"
Then the cruel and arrogant man answered.
"Otherwise? If she doesn't tell me where that thing is, I will not only kill her, but also Fu Yancheng."
"Really, you can't fight me, and you can't fight Yancheng. He won't die that easily."
There are several people kneeling in this room, and there is a corpse lying on the ground, that of the man who imitated Sheng Mian's voice.
Others were also injured. It seemed that they all fought with Yancheng more or less, but they didn't get any benefits.
At this moment, they were all kneeling in fear.
From the shadows, a perverse man stepped out.
"Can that shot kill Fu Yancheng?"
He was asking the people kneeling in front of him. They all rested their foreheads on the floor in fear.
"perhaps."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person who answered died.
The others did not dare to speak anymore and were all trembling.
The man who fired the gun fiddled with the gun with his fingertips, "The earthquake is coming soon. I won't worry about you today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the place started to shake.
This place has experienced countless earthquakes without incident, but it will inevitably shake and some rocks will fall.
Sheng Mian supported Fu Yancheng and kept following the marks he made.
Ten minutes later, the ground suddenly began to shake. Neither of them could stand firm and almost fell down.
Fu Yancheng hugged her tightly and buried his forehead in her neck.
"Fu Yancheng..."
She shouted cautiously.
Fu Yancheng said nothing.
The last trace of blood on Sheng Mian's face disappeared, and she put her fingers between his nose tremblingly.
Qi is like a gossamer.
His heart was squeezed for a moment. It must be very difficult for him to find her.
She just hugged him, confused and didn't know what to do.
