Chapter 652

Where did she go to Yunwu Mountain? How did Yunwu Mountain get so hot?

What's more strange is that the more you walk, Murong Fengqing finds that there is no end to it. Moreover, the walls of the cave are the same everywhere. You can't see anything in the dark, and the temperature doesn't change at all.

"Damn, there are still illusions on the seventh floor, aren't there?" I don't know how long after I left, Murong Fengqing finally thought uneasily. And it's really hard here. It's hard to breathe.

The more she went forward, the thinner the air was, and she felt that her look had begun to be confused.

Thinking about it, Murong Fengqing was shocked.

Unfortunately, she dared to lose her vigilance. If something happened, she would die.

Fortunately, she has not been weak enough.

Thinking about it, Murong Feng sat down with his knees crossed and adjusted his breath in the empty, dark mountain road.

The situation here is so weird that she has to calm down and let her mind clear.

But although Murong Fengqing tried to make himself quiet, there was no sound around. It's invisible, but it's also visible.

As if endless shapeless pressure swept towards her, surrounded her whole person and penetrated every inch of her skin. From her every tiny pore, sneak in.

This is more powerful than just now, more affecting people's mind.

Murong Fengqing constantly wants to get rid of the distractions. What is it and why does it feel so strange.

However, the more she thought about it, the more confused the pictures in her mind were, and filled her whole mind.

Bloody, cruel, she chased others, others were chased to kill her

Fighting in a hail of bullets, just for the picture of living.

Countless happy girls like little princesses, they are carefree and pure like little angels.

She seems to be a devil in hell, her hands are full of blood

Thinking, Murong Feng's forehead was full of cold sweat, and his whole body trembled.

She is bloodthirsty and cold, because no one can rely on her, no one can help her, and everyone wants to kill her.

So, she must kill, she must kill!

Murong wind leaning in the crazy shaking head, did not expect that the air here actually has the role of Psychedelic thought!

Murong Fengqing's eyes are closed tightly. There is a voice in her heart to tell her that she must be sober. She can't think about it. It's all in the past. She's far away from her past life, but countless pictures are filling her mind.

Just, Murong wind tilts suddenly in the mind to float to have no unique appearance, still have that pair of deep dark but pure and clear Mou son.

I don't know how long it took for Murong Fengqing to open his eyes slowly, and his eyes became incomparably clear. In the dark mountain road, it is particularly bright.

At last, she woke up and thought of the appearance of loneliness in her mind. Although she didn't know why, the bloody words in her mind were quite shallow after the appearance of loneliness.

However, after a while, her feeling seems to be more sensitive than ever.

Huo Di stood up, Murong Feng tilted his breath for a few seconds, then walked slowly towards his right hand.

Murong Feng leans away aimlessly for an hour. She feels more and more fresh. When she comes out, Murong Feng leans into silence when she sees the sign on the eighth floor. Has she passed the level?