Thousand Miles of Knowledge: 103 search

Qianli rubbed her aching head and got up from the ground. Before she could figure out the current situation, she felt a cold chill coming towards her from all directions. Not only that, her perceptible range is only 5 meters, and 5 meters away is endless darkness, dead silence, cold, full of depression.

This is the rumored dark area, which is nourished by the turbid air of the earth, and the magic forest is vast and murderous.

Qianli stretched out his arms around his trembling body, and looked around for his flying board. When he fell from the air just now, it hit a tree, and the flying board didn't know where it fell.

Every step she takes is very careful, and the ground is littered with twisted roots and occasional swarms of insects. Fortunately, the aura on her body still has the effect of expelling turbid objects in this dark area shrouded in turbidity.

Qianli found her flying board in a tangled bush. She carefully removed it and checked it carefully, and it was not damaged. With a little peace of mind, she activated the flying board, intending to fly away from this ghost place as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the flying board is not as easy to operate as usual, not only the movement speed becomes slow, but also the height is always limited to below 6 or 7 meters. Once this height is reached, it will be suppressed by some kind of force, and the heart of dragon language also appears. signs of disorder.

After several attempts, Qianli finally realized that the situation was not good - she seemed to be trapped in this dark forest. It was dark all around, and it was impossible to tell the direction at all. The perception range of 5 meters could only ensure that she would not be tripped over by the things at her feet. She had no idea what was beyond the perception.

In the huge demon forest, in addition to the sound of the rustling trees overhead, there are only the sounds of some small creatures crawling. Hovering in the darkness for thousands of miles, she felt that there seemed to be countless hostile eyes gathered around her. The unknown things hidden in the depths of the darkness made her feel helpless and deep fear for the first time in her heart.

She touched the plainclothes in the inner pocket, felt the temperature on her body, and strengthened herself, took a deep breath, and drove the flying board to explore the depths of the magic forest slowly.

The road that Char has traveled, thousands of miles will also be experienced.

Countless turbid creatures, in the dark, peep at her...

Char ran all the way in the direction of the B world, skipping the city and choosing to pass through the sparsely populated forest. My heart is full of tyranny, and I wish I could not bear my wings. Although his speed has almost reached the peak of human beings, the road ahead is always so long and there is no end in sight.

For thirty-six hours, he didn't stop.

A wobbly, Charles rolls over and falls to the ground. He couldn't stop panting, his muscles twitched, his whole body was like being pulled out of the water, sweating like rain. He has been running at a high speed, his physical energy has reached the limit, his spirit is excited, angry and anxious, and the energy in his body is also on the verge of explosion.

His eyes are bloodshot, he looks up into the distance, his fingers sink deep into the dirt, and a low, painful growl roars from his throat.

He licked his dry lips, feeling a maddening hunger in his stomach.

"Char, it's time to eat." A voice with a smile came from thousands of miles in his ear, and Char turned his head suddenly, but only saw a silent forest, swaying in the wind, and no one was there.

Char looked around, looking for the familiar figure, but found nothing.

He lowered his head, removed the bag from his back, quickly removed a piece of dried meat with his stained hands, and began to gobble it.

Qianli will bring him food, wipe his hands, and sit with him...

"A thousand miles, a thousand miles..." Char hummed repressedly while chewing the dried meat that didn't know the taste.

[Qianli, where are you? How did Char find you? How can I find it? ]

[Char...]

Qianli sat in the tent with his legs crossed, his unfocused eyes open, as if hoping to see something.

Stopping for dozens of hours, she never found a way out of the dark realm. Without a broad vision, she is a useless blind man. Loneliness, fear, confusion... all kinds of negative emotions flooded into my heart.

The world filled with death is so terrifying. She is in an infinitely dark space, but she is confined in a cage only 5 meters in size. All she perceives are deformed plants, full of filth. , twisted and ugly, without a trace of vitality, like a monster guarding hell.

A thousand miles suddenly trembled, and it seemed to hear the excited or irritable gasps of beasts outside the tent, suppressing and chaotic, terrifying.

She shrank back and put her right hand on the equipment where the weapon was placed. Her turbidity suit, in addition to the flying board for traffic and the shield for defense, also had an energy gun for attack , but the training has been neglected before, and the accuracy and speed of shooting are extremely poor. Now in the dark realm, she must become proficient with her weapon as soon as possible, which will be the important equipment she currently relies on to save her life.

Qianli closed his dry eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, although he was tired, he didn't dare to fall asleep.

She took out the compressed food from the rucksack and calculated it a little. It was enough for about two months. If she didn't get out of the magic forest within two months, even if she would not be attacked by the turbid creatures, she would only can be buried here.

Take a piece and put it in your mouth, then swallow it with a small mouthful of water. The feeling of hunger slowed down a little, and Charle's devoured eating suddenly appeared in his mind. I wonder if he has eaten well? I used to be so used to him that I always gave food and drink by myself, but I haven't been able to correct his problem of being lazy from time to time and not washing his hands and gargling.

Thinking about it, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile, which disappeared after a while. Qianli rested his forehead on the water bottle clenched in his hands, his shoulders trembling slightly...

Char's figure shuttles through the woods, sometimes jumping, sometimes hanging upside down, sometimes running on the ground, not knowing what to do, and always feeling empty inside. Finally, he lay on his back on the grass, staring blankly at the dark starry sky, without sleep.

At this time, his hand inadvertently touched a square object in his arms, and when he took it out, it was the memory box Qianli gave him.

He opened it skillfully, the memory box lit up immediately, and pictures appeared in the night sky, most of which were thousands of miles of images. When serious, when angry, when embarrassed... every expression is treasured by Char.

He can't help reaching out, fingers passing through the light curtain, blurring the development. He hurriedly retracted his hand, lay on his side, and flipped through each memory repeatedly.

"A thousand miles..." Holding the memory box, Char looked at the empty space beside him and slowly closed his eyes.

After being separated for dozens of hours, I was already thinking about it like crazy.

A tear suddenly oozed from his left eye, and Char sat up suddenly, clutching his chest and looking around blankly.

[A thousand miles, you are crying again...]

With a low roar, Char put away the memory box, turned around and continued to run towards the B world, stepping into the night, ignoring the exhaustion of his body, with only one belief in his heart, that is to find a thousand miles!

Don't know why? The closer he gets to the B world, the farther he feels. The emptiness and fear drove him almost mad.

After running for dozens of minutes, Char suddenly stopped.

He remembered that the terminal of the shuttle he was on was 4B09. Although he didn't know who took Qianli away, he had seen the pilot of the shuttle before boarding the ship. A clue was found in the man.

Finding around in the belt, Char took out a card, the blue card that Qianli helped him deal with. He realized that it was a waste of time to travel on his legs. No matter how fast he was, he was exhausted. If he followed the example of others, it would definitely be more convenient to take a shuttle.

The idea is certain, Char's eyes flashed with determination, suppressing the anger in his heart, and ran towards the nearest city.

This is the first time that Char has thought about complex thinking without a thousand miles...

Everyone in Mingcheng learned of Qianli's disappearance on the third day after she and Char left.

The first power user who passed all the testing items and the data met the requirements appeared in the testing room. He successfully obtained a spiritual tool.

This news will spread quickly. Uncle Yin wanted to ask Qianli, the next step is to formulate corresponding measures according to the urban construction plan, or to wait and see. Who knows, he has never been in contact with thousands of miles.

So he dialed Byrne's number again, and got the most worrying response - Qianli and Char didn't meet them, and disappeared without a trace. It only takes one day and one night to travel from Mingcheng to the city where Bourne is located. Even if they have something to delay for thousands of miles, they should arrive in three days. What's more, if something happens, it is impossible not to notify in advance.

Everyone in Mingcheng was worried. After discussion, Hope Wuying, Zuo Mian, and the Fool members decided to go out to find them.

With the current reputation of Qianli and Char, as long as they pass through a certain place, they will inevitably leave traces.

Several uncles continued to stay in Mingcheng, and alternately went out of the city to inquire about news. The rest of the people who could be dispatched were all dispatched, and Bai Zhan also extended a helping hand. He got the spirit tool and the engraved weapon from Qianli's hand, and naturally he would not sit idly by.

He dispatched several elite mercenary groups, scattered to various areas to find the traces of the two.

Everyone who knows or has been helped by thousands of miles joins the search ranks invariably.

For a time, the entire folk supernatural world was turbulent because of one person...

Holy City.

"What? That spiritual pattern master escaped?" Lady stared at Hong Feng coldly, his tone full of suspicion.

"No way, as a big man, it's impossible not to have bodyguards by your side." Hong Feng shrugged and said casually, "He was left by his subordinates, and I'm helpless too."

"Do you think I'll believe this?" Lady lay back in her chair, clasping her hands, her eyes sharp as knives.

Hongfeng was silent for a while, and then said: "Whether you believe it or not, the people are gone anyway."

"Then tell me, who is he? I'll send someone to 'please'."

"I won't tell you for the time being." Hong Feng knew very well that once he showed his cards, this man would not give him any room to turn around.

Ledy squinted and sneered: "Did you test my patience earlier?"

"Don't rush to get angry." Hongfeng threw something at him and said, "I took it from the spirit tattoo artist, you should be interested."

Ledy put it into his hands, a crystal disk. He glanced at Hong Feng, played with it for a while, and then slowly pressed the crystal disk into the slot.

There are two leaf patterns on the screen, click on one of them, and various complicated and wonderful lines flow out...

Is this... the structure of a spirit tool?

The author has something to say: the beginning of two people's maturity, alas, don't shoot me, I'm already very close to my mother.