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Chapter three hundred and thirty seventh wake up

Lin Chong opened the door of this room amid the blazing fire. If he didn't go out, he would die from the smoke.

The moment he opened the door, he looked back and saw the monster staring at the burning fire, seemingly stunned. She slowly took two steps forward, tentatively trying to touch the flames, and the tongue of flames licked it.

It was as if she couldn't feel any pain in her fingers.

It seemed that fire was something new that she had never seen before. The face illuminated by the fire looked particularly ferocious and terrifying, but the eyes clearly revealed novelty and desire.

"Even if you have to live in darkness all your life, you still long for light and heat after all, even if the temperature symbolizes death..." Lin Chong murmured to himself.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?" Yuan Qingfang asked, rubbing her eyes.

Lin Chong suddenly sat up and hugged the people around him tightly: "We are all fine, it's great..."

Yuan Qingfang also hugged him and patted his back gently: "What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"

Lin Chong shook his head: "That's right, it's just a good nightmare."

"A very good nightmare? Are there any good nightmares?" Yuan Qingfang said funny.

Lin Chong raised his head and glanced: "What time is it now?"

Yuan Qingfang yawned: "It's still early, it's still dark, why don't you sleep a little longer, otherwise you won't be energetic tomorrow."

Lin Chong was about to speak when he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside: "What do you hear this sound is?"

Yuan Qingfang listened carefully: "It seems...someone is fighting far away...but the sound is very low..."

Lin Chong reached out and touched his clothes to make sure that the pistol and dagger were still there, that the bullet in the pistol had not been fired, and that the dagger had not turned into a poisonous snake spitting out letters for no reason. Only then could he be sure that what he had just done was really

Just a dream.

"How about... I go out and take a look?" Yuan Qingfang suggested.

"We need to go out together, or we can stay in the room together. Boss Liu seemed to have told us not to get involved in this matter before. Maybe she will deal with that old man Yan tonight."

Yuan Qingfang frowned: "Something is wrong. If there really was a fight near here in the middle of the night, why can't we hear other sounds besides the fighting?"

Lin Chong thought for a while: "The sound was actually very small. Maybe no one else noticed it, and we happened to wake up." Could it be that this dream he had was caused by Boss Liu's manipulation, and the purpose was to give him

A warning?

"This news is not right. If the woman named Liu really wants to deal with the old man, she can have many ways without the other party knowing. There is no need to directly choose a violent conflict." Yuan Qingfang said slowly.

Lin Chong was puzzled after hearing his words, so what exactly happened outside?

It was as if I was in a boundless purgatory. It was hot, so hot. My throat was so dry that I couldn't even sweat on my forehead. All that was left was a dull and sultry heat that could drive people crazy.

"Boss Yan, long time no see." A soft female voice came, breaking the sultry silence.

Yan Shun turned around and looked in the direction of the sound in confusion. A weak-looking woman was standing not far from him. Unlike him, this woman didn't seem to feel the heat and heat here at all.

Dull.

She stood there quietly, like a hibiscus out of water, smiling cordially and casually.

"This girl, it seems that I have never met you. I don't know where I have offended the girl?"

The soft and frail woman spread her hands and said, "Since we are strangers, how can we be enemies with me?"

Yan Shun swallowed, as if speaking was a very difficult thing for him: "If I hadn't offended the girl before, why did you bring me to this place?"

There was a hint of anger in his tone of voice.

"It's unfair to say this. I didn't invite you here. You were actually entrusted by others." The woman smiled.

Yan Shun frowned: "How much did he give you? I can give you double, no, triple, as long as you don't kill me."

"Killing you?" The smile on the woman's face gradually faded.

"How much do you think your life is worth?" She suddenly burst out with a sharpness that was completely different from her surrounding temperament.

"If you don't want money, you can ask for any other rare treasures. As long as I can get them, I will definitely give them to you."

The woman shook her head: "Have those people who were innocently framed by you ever begged you for mercy like this before they died? You simply don't deserve to be buried with them."

Yan Shun was stunned for a moment: "Are you from the Tiandi Sect? When did you find this place?"

Another voice came in softly: "Boss Yan, what you said is wrong. We are not looking for you, you are looking for us."

The other person who appeared next to the woman was naturally Miss Liu, the owner of Mengyuanju. She approached Yan Shun with a light step: "Didn't you live in Mengyuanju yourself?"

Yan Shun was stunned when he saw this person: "Liu, Liu Xingyan?...Why is it you..."

"Why can't it be me? I'm the boss of Mengyuanju. Isn't it normal for me to appear here? I think after living here for so long, Boss Yan doesn't even know that I am the boss." Liu

Xing Yan looked regretful.

The woman behind her also came over: "It's okay, it's not too late to know now."

Yan Shun's face looked terrible. He tried his best to show a kind smile: "There may be some unspoken misunderstanding between us. I can explain it."

"Explain what?" A cold and rough voice came from behind him. Yan Shun turned around stiffly, and a man with half of his head missing and his face covered with hideous wounds stood behind him.

Not only that, behind this person are tombstones and small earth bags. At this moment, the soil on those small earth bags keeps loosening, and it looks like something is about to break out of the ground.

Yan Shun was really stupid now. He was trembling all over, shaking like chaff: "It's not me...it's not me. Please listen to my explanation." He just turned around in a hurry, only to find that there were still those two people behind him.

The figure of a woman, now he was standing alone in the cemetery of Nuo Da.

Looking around, it was no longer the sweltering and endless plain. The surrounding mountains and forests were towering, and the endless mountains surrounded the cemetery.

Looking at the group of corpses approaching him in darkness, Yan Shun kept telling himself in his heart that everything was just a trick played by the Heaven and Earth Gate. What he saw before him was an illusion and did not really happen in reality.

He simply closed his eyes and focused, and stood still waiting for the corpses to rush over. At this time, a burst of warm liquid splashed onto his face, accompanied by a woman's scream.

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