CEO, Hold On A Moment

Even here the earth shaking, continuous shock, also suddenly stopped.

Quiet.

There was a sudden silence, and it was terrible.

But in the unknown space, it was still as black as ink, and she could not distinguish anything from it.

Five seconds.

Qiao Mu stood in the same place where he was stopped, stiff for five seconds, and then reluctantly recovered. She can't describe the mood at the moment: shock? Sorry? Uneasy? Fear There seems to be all of these.

This time, she took a careful step in: "Tang BeiYao?"

Is he still there?

Why doesn't he have a voice?

"Tang BeiYao..." Unable to get his answer, Joe Murphy took another step slowly, "where are you?"

"Touch!"

In response to her, it was the sound of heavy objects landing. And a dull hum of pain.

This is his voice.

"Tang BeiYao!" Jomo couldn't control his mood any more. He immediately raised his foot and ran toward the sound source without thinking about it.

Danger? She can't control it!

Weird? She doesn't care!

The big deal is to die together!

…………

Following the sound source, she quickly and accurately found the location of Tang BeiYao.

How hot!

When she tried to hold Tang BeiYao up, her fingers touched Tang BeiYao's skin: hot, this is her only touch. And not the kind of fever, but the kind of unusual burning.

"Tang BeiYao?" Jomo shook him hard.

His body can't make any effort at all. His whole body falls down, and most of his weight is on her body. And no matter how Qiao Mu shook and yelled, Tang BeiYao didn't respond at all.

Until a long time later -

"I'm fine." Tang BeiYao's voice came from his ear. He was leaning over, his head resting on her shoulder, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito. "Jomo, I'm ok I'm just too tired... "

"Then..." Joe muben wanted to ask something else, but he just said one word, "..." Ah

The rational inquiry turns to the confused low cry.

Because Tang BeiYao's body fell down again, all the weight crushed her again. This time, he seemed to sleep again, and I'm fast asleep.

Joe pursed his lips.

She was suppressed by Tang BeiYao and couldn't move. The light here was so dark that she couldn't distinguish other people, couldn't find other people's places, and couldn't find other people's help.

She could only sit on her knees and explore Tang BeiYao's breath: normal and even.

She fumbled for Tang BeiYao a few times, and sniffed hard with her nose: there was no strange fragrance, nor the bloody smell of injury.

Does that mean

Is it all right?

“…… "Pian Pian?" After confirming Tang BeiYao's safety, Qiao Mu lowered his voice and wanted to confirm the safety of others.

But there was no response.

A few minutes later -

"Da", "Da"

Outside that dim light source place, just spread slow heavy footstep sound. The sound of footsteps is coming closer and closer with the light source.

It's wasteland.

With one hand against the wall and slightly bent, he appeared at the door. And his other hand, holding a burning oil lamp, flames swaying, orange light.

Jomo looked up.

All she could see was the figure standing against the light. For a moment, she just looked at the waste stream, but she didn't even have a word to say.

The waste stream has entered on its own.

Every time he comes in, the pattern here lights up. Jomo saw Pian Pian lying on the ground not far away. There was no injury on her body and face. Her chest was obviously undulating. She just fainted.

But what about Zhuoma?

She'll never find Zhuoma again.

"The passage will be opened soon." Huang Liu opened his mouth lightly. When he said that, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the not bright oil lamp in his hand into a brazier.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the flames rose into the air.

Jomo was stunned: she didn't think there would be such a thing here! She didn't know what was in the brazier? It has been hidden for so many years, and it can be ignited so fast and fiercely.

But wasteland is common.

He lit one side, then silently around to the other side, just like the way to throw again.

Until he ignited the whole four.

Jomo subconsciously looked around, and she swore that it was just her subconscious action, but when she saw the furnishings around her, she was dumbfounded in a moment -

seven stone slabs formed a circle, each of which was like a boat, gloomy and terrible; and in the middle of the circle, there was a huge stone slab with strange words and lines carved on it.This scene

Isn't this the place that she has seen many times in her dream and come to many times in her dream?

It's just strange that all the small boxes that Huang Liu had ordered to put on the stone slabs had disappeared, and Zhuoma, who seemed to have hit the stone slabs, had disappeared.

"The passage will soon open." It happened that Huang Liu whispered, repeating this sentence, "..." Just light these up, and soon The sacrifice has been offered, and it will be ready soon... "

Is he expressing some kind of expectation, or is he chanting some kind of mantra? Jomo didn't know that. She just felt that the current desolation, sitting in such a thing, was particularly gloomy and terrifying.

"It's going to open soon..."

At that time, Jomo shivered and woke up completely.

"What's going to open?" Jomo blurted out.

She spoke so fast that she didn't even notice it. When she asked this question, her voice was shaking. Moreover, although she asked "what to open", her eyes were already fixed on the ground with lines carved in the middle of the stone slab.

She had already determined in her heart: where is the place to open!

Because in the dream, there will also open, no longer a slate, but a deep black hole. She even remembers the cool and seeping wind that once appeared in her dream

She still remembered that from the black hole, people's voices came out, calling for her again and again

Are you back?

You finally came back?

……

Jomo shivered and felt cold all over. If there was a mirror here now, her face would be as white as a ghost! There was a kind of uneasiness in her heart

An indescribable uneasiness.

She thinks it's weird!

She even felt that Is all this true? That dream is not just a dream?

"Over there..." Huang Liu pointed and answered her question. The direction that his fingertips pointed to was exactly the direction that Jomo just looked at.

Qiao Mu raised his head in a daze.

Looking at each other, Qiao Mu didn't move away, but Huang Liu just finished the second half sentence --

"the door of life and death. The real master will come back from there. "