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"If you want to save your son, come alone."

As soon as it comes to the matter of her son, Su Qing can't help but raise her heart.

Without waiting for her to question, the handwriting on the letter slowly disappeared one by one. When the last word disappeared, a map appeared on the letter. The place marked with scarlet pigment was probably the destination.

Su Qing quickly wrote down the map.

Thanks to her strong memory, just after she finished reading the letter, the paper burned automatically. It seems that the writer set up a formation on the paper to ensure that the secret would not be revealed.

The way this man shows up is extraordinary. The more mysterious and powerful he is, the more Su Qing believes that he has a way to save his son.

It's about her son's life and death. Without hesitation, Su Qing goes to her destination according to the map on the letter.

The more you go forward, the more sparsely populated. Gradually, Su Qing almost sees a person. It's so quiet that she can only hear her footsteps and heartbeat. If Ling Mo is here, Su Qing can't help holding his hand. But Ling Mo is not there, for the mother is strong Su Qing heart gave birth to an unprecedented great courage.

According to the letter, there should be a hundred year old locust tree here. There is a huge stone under the tree.

Su Qing by the light of the mobile phone, finally saw not far away that old locust tree, riding the night wind issued "rustle" sound. When Su Qing stepped into the area covered by the branches of the Sophora tree, a huge array started instantly.

This is a trap!

Su Qing's mind only has time to flash this idea, the whole person is instantly swallowed by Guanghua, disappeared in place. And after she disappeared, the light of the array went out, and the calm was restored. There was no trace of anyone coming.

At this time, Su Qing, who was involved in the array, was almost suffocated by the overwhelming pressure. The chaotic optical flow also confused her vision - she didn't know where she would be taken.

After a period of war and chaos, the whole world finally became quiet. Su Qing felt the warmth of her head - just hit her head, it was her blood. What followed was dizziness and pain. Su Qing tried to open her eyes without groaning.

It's dark in the eye.

"What happened to my eyes?" Rao is calm and Su Qing is a little flustered.

"Why is there any movement in it?" A voice is very abrupt to ring up, it seems to be a little far away, it sounds stuffy, like speaking with cotton.

Su Qing gradually calms down, and her mind turns fast. Is the speaker the one who leads her? Who is it? What's the purpose?

My heart is full of too many questions. Su Qing can't even care about her eyes.

"Don't worry, it's a cross coffin. It's used to deal with this woman." Another voice with a bit proud, "before long, the people inside will turn into a pile of ashes."

Cross coffin?

Su Qing was surprised and slowly reached out to explore. Sure enough, there were cold stone walls all around - it seemed that she was indeed locked in a coffin.

The sound outside slowly faded away.

Su Qing kicked the bottom of the coffin hard, making a dull "Dong Dong" sound, but the bottom of the coffin did not move. And I don't know if it's Su Qing's illusion. I always feel that this cross coffin is really strange. Every time I breathe, I feel that my chest is filled with a steel needle, and my heart pricks.

"Ling Mo, where are you?" Su Qing is all in a coma. She has to be in a coma several times, but she doesn't dare to sleep like this when she thinks of Ling Mo and her son. She knew that if she fainted like this, she would never see the two most important people in her life.

Thinking of the man's words just now, Su Qing didn't dare to hesitate any more. She forced herself to use all her strength on her arms, put her palms on the coffin of the cross coffin, and pushed it up.

With a click, the cross coffin seemed to move. But immediately, Su Qing found that she thought too simply. The voice touched the organ. Before she could react, several nails shot out of the coffin, and almost nailed Su Qing in the coffin.

However, although she avoided the fatal place, Su Qing's feet were injured in many places. The most serious one was less than five centimeters away from her neck artery. Because Su Qing's quick reaction, she hid her head, but because of this, the nail rubbed her cheek, and now there was a burning pain.

The pain spread from the soles of her feet to her cheeks. Su Qing curled up with pain. The sweat of her cheeks was dripping down, mixed with scarlet blood, like red lotus blossoming in the snow, gorgeous and tragic.

"Am I going to die? Dead in a coffin that no one knows? " The darkness makes Su Qing almost desperate, and the pain torments her nerves, clamoring for her to give up the struggle.

"Ling Mo, I'm so tired It hurts... " Tears from the corner of Su Qing's eyes slowly slide, she wants to sleep like this, there is no pain and injury in the dream.

All around seemed to solidify. With the weakening of Su Qing's breath, everything tended to be as quiet as death."Su Su!"

Who is calling her?

Su Qing suddenly opens her eyes. The pain wakes her up a little. She listens, but the voice doesn't come back to her. But Su Qing was almost sure at that moment - it was Ling Mo, Ling Mo was calling her.

She can't die! She also wants to go back to see Ling Mo and her son!

With support in her heart, the pain became a sharp weapon to make her sober. Su Qing gradually calmed down and began to think about how to escape from the cross coffin.

According to the wounds on her legs and hands, she can judge the approximate position of the nail, and then calculate the position of the mechanism. Su Qing thought and moved, and finally adjusted to a certain position

A ray of light is projected into the cross coffin along the small hole, which also shows from the side that Su Qing's guess is correct.

The cross coffin has two layers, and the mechanism is hidden in the interlayer. That is to say, part of the coffin of the cross coffin is hollow. As long as you avoid the position of the mechanism, you may not have no way to open it. The starting point is where the light comes in.

Su Qing had an idea, then groped in the cross coffin. If she had not been wrong, there would have been a stone pillow in it.

The sky has no unique way, Su Qing really touched a stone pillow the size of a palm at the top of her head. With the stone pillow and the nail stained with blood, the tools for opening the coffin are all alive.

Su Qing aims the nail at the position of the light, raises the stone pillow and smashes it down with force, and the stone plate micro wire doesn't move. Su Qing didn't feel depressed. She adjusted her breath and fell in the same position again and again.

It's boring, laborious, numb and despairing. If it was another person, even if he was not driven mad by the darkness and pain, he would have given up the hope of escape. However, Su Qing is special. Her will is so firm and her eyes are so firm. For her, it's only a matter of time before she can escape from the cross coffin.

If someone were outside the cross coffin, he would be surprised to find that the coffin of the so-called invulnerable cross coffin was cracking at a speed too slow for the naked eye to see.

I don't know how long, maybe an hour, maybe a day, Su Qing has completely lost the concept of time, just repeated the smashing action again and again.

The water drop can still pierce the stone, not to mention Su Qing's beating with all her strength. So at a certain moment, after a loud bang, the sarcophagus was broken. Su Qing said goodbye, but she could not avoid the fate of eating a mouthful of ashes. But she was not depressed at all. On the contrary, the corners of her mouth began to tick.

The sarcophagus was broken, and a half person sized hole opened to Su Qing. It didn't take much difficulty, so Qing climbed out of the cross coffin. Then she was a little stunned - she was in a mausoleum at the bottom.

There were only dim and flickering candlelight around. Except Su Qing, there was no living creature.

Su Qing didn't dare to stay any longer and dragged her injured leg out step by step. Maybe it's lucky that we didn't encounter any more attacks along the way. It wasn't until after leaving the mausoleum that Su Qing was relieved.

As soon as this relaxation came down, deep pain came from her feet. Then she felt pain all the way from the sole of her feet to her cheek. Her whole body seemed to be torn apart, and her bones were stitched together again. Su Qing could hardly hold on, and her face was as white as a piece of paper.

"We have to find a place to clean the wound first." After all, it's the nail of the cross coffin. If it's not handled properly, it's likely to get inflamed.

With this in mind, Su Qing was no longer in a hurry to get on the road. Instead, she went to the place where there was water. Soon, a stream appeared in front of me. Su Qing was overjoyed and almost fell to the side of the stream. After drinking several mouthfuls of water, the whole person came back.

After cleaning the wounds on her limbs, she tore the cloth strips off her trousers and bandaged them. Then she looked down at her reflection in the stream, intending to deal with the wound on her face.

At this, she was stunned - on her left cheek, the wound pierced by a nail turned into a ferocious scar.

She was disfigured.

Su Qing was in a trance. She never felt that a woman had to rely on her appearance to survive. But after so many years of looking at the face, suddenly there is such a ferocious scar, no one will get used to it.

Su Qing felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She treated the wound hastily and went to the direction of the city. Closer to the center of the city, there are more and more people, and more and more people are staring at her face. Su Qing is also more and more uncomfortable. Finally, she has no choice but to buy a gauze towel and wrap her cheek directly, which blocks other people's eyes.

"Ling Mo, where are you?" Su Qing never felt so helpless.

"Mr. Ling and your wife are also invited to the banquet tonight. It's necessary to come here..."

Hearing the three words "Mr. Ling", Su Qing suddenly turns her head - Ling Mo's familiar figure is still tall and straight, while his arm is now held by another woman.