It is said that this crap has counterattacked again!

Chapter 386 386. Those Years in the Warcraft Mountains (Thirteen)

Soon, the huge wind stopped behind him, and the flying general lost his center of gravity and fell heavily to the ground.

"Well……"

Qin Shang also fell to the ground.

"The ground is so soft, and it looks a little wet. It should be because there are too many leaves on the trees."

The ground was wet and soft, Qin Shang stretched out his hand to touch it lightly, and found that there were many wet fallen leaves piled up under his body.

The wind just now had successfully blown them far away. At this moment, the surroundings were completely dark, and there was no light to be seen.

What's even more strange is that it was surprisingly quiet here. Qin Shang stretched out his hand and kept touching the surroundings, but he couldn't find anything.

"Flying General..."

He tentatively called out, but heard a huge echo echoing in the forest for a long time, which sounded a bit scary.

This place, like a blessing array, amplified his voice more than ten times.

"I have to find the pilot first..."

Thinking about it, Qin Shang was about to stand up, but found that his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't stand up no matter what.

My whole body was sore and numb, and I couldn't exert any strength.

He began to summon the iron flute with his mind again, and within a short while, the iron flute flew back to his hand from nowhere.

Holding the cool iron flute, Qin Shang finally felt relieved.

He tried to get up many times, but ended in failure. In the end, he could only open his eyes, look at the darkness in front of him, and silently mobilize his inner breath to recover as much mana as possible.

"Flying General, don't let anything happen to you..." At the same time, he has been single-minded about the safety of the flying general.

Because of his limited physical strength and the fact that he didn't know the situation in the forest, he didn't dare to shout rashly, so he could only find a way to recover his mana before looking for the flying general.

After working hard for a long time, Qin Shang finally regained a little bit of physical strength and was able to crawl slowly.

"I can't stay in this ghost place anymore. I have to find the flying general around here as soon as possible. It fell with me. I haven't seen it for so long. It should be trapped somewhere..."

Thinking about it, Qin Shang began to move his body, groping around carefully.

"Flying general, flying general, where are you?"

He started whining.

In the forest, the voice he suppressed as much as possible echoed.

The voice interspersed in the darkness, not like his usual voice at all, but like a demon whispering.

"Is this real or an illusion?"

Qin Shang began to doubt himself.

He pinched his thigh lightly, just enough to touch the wound, and there was a burst of burning pain.

This is very real.

Let him feel that this is not an illusion.

There is no light, no wind, and no other living things around.

There was a dead silence.

He was completely disoriented and didn't know where to go.

When he couldn't see anything, all he could touch were tree trunks of almost the same size and wet and soft fallen leaves on the ground.

After groping for a long time, he suddenly found a deep pit!
This pit is extremely deep, and it is impossible to find the bottom.

"Flying general, flying general..."

Excitement flashed in Qin Shang's eyes, and he began to call the pilot's name into the pit.

Suddenly, a huge echo began to reverberate in the forest, which made his eardrums hurt.

"I'm so excited, I forgot the specialness of this place." After the lingering sound faded away, Qin Shang began to call the flying general's name in a low voice.

"Flying general, flying general, are you down there?"

"Can you hear me?"

"Heard a squeak, okay?"

However, there was still no response from below, and the only voice Qin Shang could hear was his own shouting at the moment.

There was nothing wrong with it, so he lightly picked up a handful of leaves, threw them into the pit, and then lay down on the edge of the pit, with his ears on the ground, trying to hear if they could make a slight sound.

However, still nothing.

"Om..."

At this time, the flute in his hand vibrated slightly, as if he was about to escape his control and jumped into the deep pit!
"What's going on, this magic weapon has never been out of control before, could it be that it sensed that the flying general is below?"

As he thought about it, hope began to reappear in Qin Shang's eyes.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that artifacts have spirits. Although its flute can't summon any artifact spirits yet, the things of witches are not simple after all...

Just as he was thinking, the flute suddenly trembled violently and flew straight into the deep pit.

"return!"

Qin Shang summoned it immediately.

This time, the flute didn't come back, it just hesitated for a moment, trembled a few more times, and then went on.

It seems that there must be some natural treasures below that are attracting it!
"Forget it, since they all fell, let's let it detect how deep the pit is."

So Qin Shang lay down on the edge of the pit again, pressed his ear to the ground, and listened carefully.

However, this time he still heard nothing.

Not even the whistling sound of the flute rubbing against the air!
"It's really weird..."

"Dizi, come back!"

He began to try to summon the flute.

However, this time the flute didn't feel anything, and he sacrificed the mana he had saved for a while, trying to sense the existence of the flute, but there was still nothing...

In the end, his mana was exhausted, and he returned to the state where it was difficult to move at the beginning.

If I had to say one difference, it would probably be that not only was he sore all over now, it was difficult for him to move, he was also hungry and thirsty!

I don't know when it is now, Qin Shang only knows that he has just explored this pit after climbing for a long time.

At this moment, the flying general has not been found, and the flute that has never left his hand has been lost. In the darkness without any signs of living things, Qin Shang seems to have a voice in his heart that has been shouting,

"Give up, hopeless..."

Previously, it was his inner belief and the goal of finding the pilot that supported him.

Now, he feels that he has lost all thoughts. This ghost place is so ineffective every day, so that the earth and the earth should not work.

He tried to summon the flute several times, but there was still no response. Qin Shang began to slowly crawl towards the deep pit.

"Instead of groping for the abyss where there is no hope, it is better to bravely jump into another unknown abyss!"

Thinking about it, one of his feet had already dropped into the deep pit, followed by the other foot. Then, he slowly exerted strength, put his hands on his head, and fell into the deep pit without hesitation.

Immediately, a huge sense of weightlessness came, and there was no wind or sound around him. He just hugged his head tightly and fell all the way.

"Why haven't you reached the ground..."

The feeling of falling made Qin Shang uncomfortable.

He felt that his body and soul were about to separate.

The brain is also buzzing.

It's like a half bottle of water is bouncing.

The fall continued. In the end, even the strong-willed Qin Shang couldn't stand it, and passed out.

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When Qin Shang woke up again, three days later, he slowly opened his dry and painful eyes, and a burst of intense light suddenly shone into his eyes.

"Well……"

A burning pain in his throat made him temporarily speechless.

He licked his lips lightly, but tasted the slightest smell of blood.

"Hey, where is this?"

Qin Shang felt that his brain was short-circuited, and looked at the surrounding scenery in confusion.

It seems to be a wasteland here, with many weeds growing, and there seem to be some big trees in the distance.

The ground was covered with a layer of stones, and under the sun's exposure, the stones burned his skin sorely.

Shaking his head lightly, he regained consciousness a little bit, thinking, "Am I dreaming? I remember jumping into a deep pit before, or is this the world under the pit?"

Then this is too incredible!

A wilderness has grown under the black forest?
(End of this chapter)