On the way to escape, Zhou Qingfeng walked very hard in the forest, one foot deep and one foot shallow. The ground was uneven and covered with tree roots and weeds. He really wanted to find a crutch to save energy.
As a result, I could only use my own scabbard instead.
What's worse is..., the night vision potion has expired, and Uncle Zhou has become blind again. He is lost in the dark forest - he can't see anything, so it doesn't matter what the north, south, east, or west.
"Fuck, I obviously won the battle, why did I end up in such a miserable state?"
Before getting lost, Zhou Qingfeng had just led a team to launch a successful sneak attack, dealing a heavy blow to the goblins of the Maglu tribe. He also narrowly missed the opponent's fierce counterattack, and even caused greater damage.
If things end here, then everything is wonderful.
Zhou Qingfeng can return to Violent Rat Village, accept the cheers and admiration of everyone, and lay a better foundation for the next victory - provided that he can go back.
"Damn it, I just heard the voice of Inisa calling me coming from this direction, but why can't I see anyone?" Zhou Qingfeng couldn't see anything at all in the dark night. He could only hold on to a tree trunk.
Standing still, not daring to move.
The Archer Golem has completed its mission and has returned to the form of a small statue. It cannot be used again within twenty-four hours. Zhou Qingfeng became lonely and helpless, unable to find any companions. The only thing he could do was...
., "I said Cyric, why don't you say something?"
"I've already said it." The voice of the God of Murder rang in my mind, "That woman has no good intentions towards you. She created phantom sounds, deliberately abandoned you, and led you in the direction of the goblins. She wanted to rob you.
Your position is to lead the humans in the Black Forest."
"Cyric, your ability to make up stories is really getting better and better. Next, should I say that I must become your believer to be saved? Can you give me some creativity? You always lie like this.
I’m tired of hearing his tricks.”
"I'm helping you."
"Your help is like honey that acts as a drug. I won't take it randomly."
Zhou Qingfeng laughed aloud, casually raised his leg and took half a step forward. He swore that he really only took half a step, but he missed the step and fell into a pit.
Not only did I fall into the pit, the pit was extremely big and deep.
After Zhou Qingfeng fell in, he kept rolling and sliding all the way down. The bottom of the pit seemed to be endless, making him keep falling and colliding. He could only curl up into a ball, holding his head like a ball.
Until it hits bottom.
"Cyric, you f*cking did it on purpose." Zhou Qingfeng almost fell apart while rolling, and his limbs were all in pain. As he opened his mouth to curse, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Cyric was also scared to death, "Boy, who asked you to step forward? I was going to watch your performance and remind you that there is a deep pit ahead. But you stepped into it without saying a word."
"I knew you couldn't trust this evil god." Zhou Qingfeng lay at the bottom of the pit, unable to move for a long time. He was wearing a 'silt monster leather armor', and there were no scratches or bruises on the outside, but after falling all the way, something was really wrong with his internal organs and bones.
, the pain is severe.
"Cyric, you idiot, you actually let me fall into a pit in order to harm me. Now it's better. The pit is not deep. I probably won't be able to climb out. There must be no one outside to save me. We all have to
Die here." Uncle Zhou was so angry that he was about to smoke.
The God of Murder was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Victor, you are such a difficult guy. I wanted to persuade you, but you didn't wait for me to finish my words and fell in by yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"I originally thought that if you became my disciple, even if it was just completely hypocritical and perfunctory, even if it was just verbal deception, it wouldn't matter even if you hated me in your heart.
As long as you nod, as long as you agree, as long as you have a little bit of willingness, I can finally transform you, which will be beneficial to both of us. But now you..., your internal organs are bleeding profusely.
Already."
"What do you mean?"
"You're dying."
Damn it, Cyric!
You are indeed a madman.
In order to deceive me, he would not hesitate to take advantage of himself.
Zhou Qingfeng wanted to curse loudly, but when he heard Cyric saying that he was about to die, he felt cold all over, and immediately shivered. He couldn't even curse, he had no strength, and the fear of death hit his heart.
I didn’t want to die, but I ended up being killed by such a cheater. This is too unjust.
The beginning of my adventure in another world is pretty good. Everything is going well. Why did I die in the first battle?
He died before he left the army, which made the hero burst into tears!
Why am I so unlucky?
I......
its not right!
Zhou Qingfeng felt that something was misleading him. He felt cold because the temperature at the bottom of the pit was really cold, and it made him uncomfortable. He felt pain, discomfort, and couldn't move because he fell all the way in from the outside and could still
It's weird to be jumping around.
the most important......
"Cyric, you're lying to me again, aren't you? You bastard also likes to cheat. You want me to have a nervous breakdown quickly so that you can become the customer."
Cyric stopped talking and fell into silence.
Zhou Qingfeng also fell so hard that he couldn't move, so he could only lie at the bottom of the pit and waste time. The two sides seemed to be competing to see who couldn't hold on first.
I don’t know how long it took, but Uncle Zhou only knew that his stomach was growling with hunger, and there were good opportunities again and again. His fingers gradually became able to move again, and he slowly sat up again, stood up, patted his butt, and touched around.
The condition at the bottom of the pit.
This is indeed a very deep pit, with rough walls and diagonally deep into the ground at a very steep angle. Zhou Qingfeng can't even see the mouth of the pit at the bottom, but he feels that he can still climb out using his own physical strength.
.
It wasn't until it was confirmed that the pit could no longer trap Zhou Qingfeng that the God of Murder spoke again: "Don't leave this pit."
"If you fart, hurry up." Zhou Qingfeng pressed his body against the wall of the pit and used his hands and feet to find some leverage to crawl toward the pit entrance without any intention of stopping.
"I led you to this pit because I discovered that there is an elven ruin at the bottom of the pit." Cyric said: "If you are willing to believe in me, I will tell you about this ruin as a reward. But you always
So disobedient."
Zhou Qingfeng then stopped and asked: "Didn't you say that the elven ruins were occupied by the Maglu tribe and used as a lair?"
"Silverleaf City occupies a very large area, and elves don't like to build city walls, so urban facilities are not concentrated together. Goblins occupy the main body of the city's ruins. But just like Ironforge Village was the original elf forging ground, so is this deep pit.
A buried building.”
"What building?"
"It was a long, long time ago that I visited Silverleaf City. Who knew if the elves would change the purpose of the buildings? This place is not like Ironforge Village. The one built on the mineral vein must be a forge.
Now you go back to the bottom of the pit and let's go in and take a look, maybe we can find some good things."
After some conversation, Zhou Qingfeng returned to the bottom of the pit. He began to peel off the plaster attached to the pit wall, and sure enough he found a wooden door that was rotten and broken on one side.
"This is not a wooden door, this is a roof." Cyric's tone became softer, "I know where this place is."