Qin Zifeng continued to go up with Tang Wanwan and Luo Siqing, but not long after, dense footsteps were heard from behind. Those monsters were chasing after them.
At this time, Qin Zifeng and the others were on the sixth floor. The passage to the stairs was locked. This happened to be the corner where the stairs connected and the difference between ordinary housing and VIP housing. A safety door was firmly placed in front of the three of them. No matter how Qin Zifeng was
I tried my best, but couldn't open it.
But the monsters downstairs gradually surged up.
Monsters filled the air, and Tang Wanwan and the other three huddled in front of the security door. They tried their best and failed to open it. Luo Siqing had already closed her eyes in despair.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew past in front of several people, which seemed to be a dragon's roar. The silver air wave rushed down the stairs and directly knocked the monster in front of it to the ground. However, the air wave did not stop, but continued like this.
Like the waves of the sea, the monsters that rushed up were swept away and retreated down the channel.
Then, the entire corridor returned to calm. The safety door Qin Zifeng was leaning against made a "click" sound. Looking back, he saw that the door had been torn into pieces. He bumped sideways and the safety door fell down.
At this moment, the foot of Dongxiao here paused. It was the sound of Konghou. This dragon roar was unmistakable. Was it the Konghou who saved Tang Wanwan and the others?
The harp in Tianmiao's arms had disappeared, and Tianmiao was left sitting alone in the room. She looked at the screen of the mobile phone in her hand, with a warm smile on her face.
The sky was still obscured by the thick magic clouds, and black drizzle began to fall, which looked so weird and terrifying.
Qin Zifeng held Luo Siqing's hand and shouted to Tang Wanwan to continue running up.
Tang Wanwan responded, and after taking the next level of effort, Qin Zifeng looked back and saw that Tang Wanwan had disappeared.
Qin Zifeng was shocked and called out to Tang Wanwan. No one responded, and cold sweat instantly spread all over his body.
"Where is Tang Wan'er?" Luo Siqing's voice trembled, with unconcealed fear in his tone, "Will she be okay?"
"I don't know." Qin Zifeng felt regretful and guilty. Why didn't he notice Tang Wan'er's condition? If he had held Tang Wan'er's hand, wouldn't this situation have happened? Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his hand.
, turned around and saw Luo Siqing with a pale face. Qin Zifeng felt agitated for no reason. He wanted to protect his beloved, but he also wanted to protect him when he was young. But in the end he did not hold Tang Wan'er's hand, Tang Wan'er
He didn't notice why he disappeared.
A sense of powerlessness and regret came to my mind at this moment.
"Zifeng?" Luo Siqing saw something was wrong with Qin Zifeng, held his hand tightly and called softly.
"I'm fine, let's go find Tang Wan'er." Qin Zifeng held Luo Siqing's hand in a firm tone.
It was pitch black again, and Tang Wanwan struggled to stand up from the ground. Her head hurt a little, as if someone had hit her with a sap.
As if he knew she was awake, a dim light turned on, and she was still standing in front of the glass showcase. She was wearing a gorgeous dress. It seemed that her escape with Qin Zifeng and Luo Siqing just now was all a dream?
But when she wanted to turn around and walk out of the showcase, she was stopped by an invisible wall of air.
How is this going?
She tried several times but couldn't get out of this small place. When she turned around, she almost rolled her eyes in shock. She saw an old man staring at her through the glass with his hands behind his back.
This old man had squinted eyes, couldn't hide his cunning look, and was bald with only a few hairs on his head. He looked like he was in his seventies or eighties.
After calming down for a while, Tang Wanwan asked cautiously: "You... who are you?"