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Chapter 640 Fei Tang (3)

Fei Tang thought this was just a dream, or an illusion before death, or even a scene after death.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the red light was his destination. Could it be that this is the last return of the soul?

He bent his arms and forced himself to support his body, and crawled towards the red light inch by inch, just like Xiao Langzi.

The ground was as smooth as a mirror, and Fei Tang felt that it was effortless to crawl, just like the frictionless ideal state as assumed in the physics textbook.

As he crawled, he found that the chubby Wu Wanchun was also crawling from the side. He moved his bulky body and squeezed in front of Fei Tang like he was cutting in line.

None of the three people spoke - Xiao Langzi was in front, Wu Wanchun was in the middle, and Fei Tang Palace was behind them. They were like fish that were migrating and breeding, using their last bit of strength to go upstream.

Fei Tangwang saw Xiao Langzi approaching Hongguang, and at this time he also saw the true face in Hongguang.

It was a warm and brilliant red lotus.

Lotus is the oldest living fossil of a plant. Before humans, there were lotus flowers on the earth. The lotus is warm red in color and has many petals, and it looks like a heavy-temperature lotus seed.

It exudes magic that cannot be understood and can only be said and said. This magic attracts everyone to forget hunger, fatigue, sorrow, grief, anger, satisfaction, comfort, happiness, excitement, forget self, forget others, forget heaven and earth, forget all things, forget sun, moon and stars...

The closer he got to Honglian, Fei Tang felt the stronger he was. He could no longer feel the hunger. When he saw Xiao Langzi, Wu Wanchun also stood up one after another. They stretched out their arms, closed their eyes slightly, and jumped towards Honglian like zombies in Hong Kong films.

It was at this moment that Fei Tang suddenly realized something was wrong!

This is definitely not the power of truth and goodness, because the most true and good things will never make people blindly follow the scene like losing their souls!

He wanted to shout loudly and call out to Xiao Langzi, who was closest to the red lotus, but it was too late. Xiao Langzi suddenly trembled all over, and a dazzling light covered him, and he turned into a black shadow in the light.

Fei Tang heard him wailing inside, and his shadow was twisting and struggling in various shapes like dry vermicelli placed on the fire.

Save me! Brother Wanchun, save me!

Brother Fei, save me!

The mute actually shouted! The voice was ethereal and floating, like an invisible cloud, and like a rootless duckweed.

Fei Tang saw Wu Wanchun awakened. He opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, so frightened that his chin fell off.

In a blink of an eye, Wu Wanchun moved his fat body, turned around, turned around and ran away!

Fei Tang also woke up suddenly. He found that there was no red lotus in front of him, only a ball of light that could cause blindness, and Xiao Langzi was crying and howling in it.

He saw one of Xiao Langzi's hand stretching out from the white light, and he gritted his teeth and rushed over, grabbed Xiao Langzi's hand and pulled it out!

But the moment he held Xiao Langzi's hand, he saw huge electric flowers flashing between the two of them. The entire white light world suddenly burst out with huge energy and sound. A tsunami-like shock wave slapped towards him. He was like a tiny leaf, rolled into the stormy waves, one wave after another hit him, and he completely lost consciousness again.

When Fei Tang regained consciousness again, he found himself lying in ashes, his mouth was drying very hard.

He got up and found that this was not ashes, but the dry weeds that were gray-black.

He was still lying in the cave, but under him was no longer furry and warm white grass, but hard withered grass stems. Only then did he recall his experience just now.

Perhaps it was because he and Xiao Langzi had touched some mechanism, and the entire underground world seemed to have been destroyed - life disappeared, and the god of death came, and neither Wu Wanchun nor Xiao Langzi nor the ugly mandrill were seen.

Fei Tang raised his head and saw a blue stone the size of a palm above his head. The stone shone with a faint light. He rubbed his eyes hard and found that it was not a stone, but the sky above the bottom of the well.

The space he is in now is visually hundreds of square meters. The sky is projected onto the retina, but it only makes people feel like it is a small ball. So according to the proportion, it must be extremely deep underground.

He has become a frog in the well, and the vitality of the underground world has been completely destroyed, and he has no ability to climb out of the vertical well wall, so now he can only die here, right?

He was secretly saddened when he suddenly heard sounds coming from the darkness deep in the cave.

It was not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of swallowing things.

He had been hungry and burning the sausages for a long time, so everything related to food could attract him at this time.

Fei Tang held the stone wall, followed the sound and smelled the fragrance, and walked towards the darkness step by step. As he walked, he was surprised to find that his eyes could adapt to the darkness and see everything in the darkness.

But soon, he hated that he had such an unstoppable ability.

Because he saw the scene that he would never want to see.

He saw a dead camel lying on the ground in front of him.

He saw a cold stone case next to the camel.

He saw a few ugly mandrills busy around the stone case.

He saw a corpse lying on the stone table, and he could recognize the corpse no matter what.

That was his captain, his companion, his good mentor, and his best friend.

It was Wen Mushan's corpse, covered in blood, and his calves were turned out to ninety degrees - they had been broken.

And those mandrills, like disgusting insects, approached the dead Wen Mushan. They stretched out their claws and cut Wen Mushan's skin with their sharp nails, and then teared them down one centimeter by one centimeter...

Later, every time I think of that scene, Fei Tang would hate his weakness very much!

He wanted to rush over and snatch his friend's body back.

But his legs were so weak that he couldn't pick them up like noodles. Not only his legs were like this, but his voice was like a stone, and he didn't even dare to make a sound when he breathed!

He was scared, and he watched the mandrills lift human skin and rub it like they admired artworks. A mandrill even stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining blood on his skin...

He felt like he was about to collapse. He could no longer stand and collapsed behind the stone. He felt that his legs were hot, which might be his incontinent urine.

This is the devil's cave, and those ugly things are all devils...

He remembered that a few days ago, an ancient book with strings of pesticides was unearthed on the ground. Wen Mushan showed him the ancient book. He was busy at that time, and just flipped through some of it, and the book was taken away by Wen Mushan.

But just in those few pages of the book, he saw a passage.
Chapter completed!
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