Qi Yun's clone ran swiftly in the corridor, and there was no light in the dark room. All the way down, the pure fragmentation relied on strong instinct.

Inside the black Yizhuang, there was a strong rancidity, unspeakable gloomy and weird.

Qi Yun ran to the first floor in one breath.

The previous fire was still there, but there was no one person.

Qi Yun's eyes were alert, his dagger was tightly held in his hand, and he did not dare to approach the fire.

Lu Fang died suddenly in front of the fire.

The most important thing is that you don't know how the other party died at all?

Qi Yun bypassed the fire far away, looking for a place to hide.

Just then.

Patter, patter, patter...

The strange footsteps sounded again, as if they were not far behind him.

It sounds less than ten meters.

Qi Yun's eyes flashed, and he turned back suddenly, completely dark, still nothing.

Patter, patter, patter...

The footsteps sounded again.

Qi Yun's body shook, just like just now, it still came from behind.

How is this possible?

He looked back again, the same blackness.

Patter, patter, patter...

The footsteps continued to approach, still coming from behind.

Qi Yun got angry.

What the **** is this?

It seems that no matter how he turns around, no matter what direction he faces, the sound of footsteps can appear behind him

And getting closer.

He gripped the dagger tightly and quickly retreated to one side, trying to find a corner to lean against.

Compared to this kind of secret escape, he is more inclined to use violence to solve everything.

If possible, he really wants to descend on his body and destroy the entire ancient city.

When Qi Yun quickly backed to one side, the strange footsteps still sounded behind him, becoming clearer and clearer every time.

It sounds less than three meters now.

If this continues, the sound of footsteps will definitely approach him completely.

Just then!

A big hand suddenly grabbed from under a coffin, grabbed the soles of his feet, and directly dragged him down.

Qi Yun's expression changed, and the moment he was dragged down, he stabbed the dagger directly, but was firmly grasped by the wrist by the opponent.

"It's me, you are crazy!"

Real Zihua's faint voice sounded.

Qi Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked suspiciously at the real Zihua next to him.

This old man looked extremely embarrassed, as if he had gone through a big battle, and there were a lot of holes in his clothes.

Qi Yun suddenly had a terrible idea.

Wait, isn't this old man a real Zihua?

For example, it was dropped?

His eyes were wary, and the main body quickly asked the real person Zihua, which was quickly confirmed.

It is indeed a real Zihua.

The two hid under the coffin, motionless.

The strange sound of footsteps passed slowly, pattering, as if losing the target, and walking towards the distance.

Until the footsteps were gone, Zi Huazhen could whisper.

"Boy, things are in trouble. It is completely beyond my expectation. We have all been pitted. The key of fear here has been taken away."

"What? Got to be gone?"

Qi Yun said in surprise.

"Yes, it's my original soul. He didn't know what **** luck he had, and he actually got the key of fear here. Not long ago, he exposed his aura on the mainland several times. It is estimated that he wanted to lead me over and stay here. Kill me."

Zhen Zihua's face was ugly, and said: "Our mission deadline has also been completely tampered with. It has been changed to an hour. Within an hour, we can't find the spirit of fear, and there is only a dead end."

"Wait, how did you know?"

Qi Yun suddenly reacted and looked at the real person Zihua.

"He is part of my soul. Not only can I sense his breath, I will naturally know some of his behavior."

Real Zihua whispered.

"If you can know his behavior in advance, why can't you find him before?"

Qi Yun asked.

"It's not the same, I only know his thoughts and behaviors within a certain distance, and it's useless beyond a certain distance!"

Real Zihua said.

"Then what do you say we should do?"

Qi Yun whispered.

"Find him, you look for the Spirit of Fear, I will find him, and I must find them at the same time. Only in this way can this task be considered complete, but we only have one hour."

Real Zihua said.

"An hour? It's at least half past now, is there any chance?"

Qi Yun asked.

"Yes, I sensed his position. Not far from his position, it must be the position of the Spirit of Fear. He is now on the third floor. We are acting separately!"

Real Zihua said.

"Wait, how can I confirm the location of the fearful spirit?"

Qi Yun asked.

"Didn't someone die before? If I didn't guess wrong, it should be on his back. You can pick it up from behind, you can probably do it!"

Real Zihua said.

What?

Qi Yun's face looked suspicious.

Take it up from behind?

How is this different from looking for death?

But this one of my own is just a clone, even if it is dead, it doesn't matter.

"Wait, I have another question. Since your soul got the key of fear, why didn't you just kill us directly and still play with us?"

Qi Yun asked.

"Because of the rules!"

Real Zihua's tone condensed slightly, and said: "In these ancient forbidden cities, the most important thing is the rules. Come to make it, but if someone wins in the game he made, then he will replace that person and become the new owner of the Key of Fear!"

"So the owner of the Key of Fear is not fixed?"

Qi Yun said in surprise.

"Yes, to be precise, only people with high IQ are qualified to become its masters. This thing corrodes luck and is extremely terrifying.

So the people who get this thing basically choose to collect it and don't take the initiative to use it, but you can rest assured that I have studied all the seven forbidden ancient cities, and you should not go wrong listening to me. "

Real Zihua said.

Qi Yun nodded again and said: "Okay, then I will go."

He climbed out of the coffin cautiously.

The entire first floor was pitch black, filled with an unspeakable coldness, and the silence was terrible.

He quickly rushed towards the corridor before.

Just before he rushed out, the real Zihua also crawled out, rushing out from another direction.

The corridor was gloomy and extremely silent, only Qi Yun's footsteps echoed.

When he quickly rushed upstairs, suddenly the strange sound of footsteps resounded behind him again.

Patter, patter, patter...

The steps that disappeared before appear again.

As soon as his chilly hair stood up, he speeded up abruptly.

Did this thing keep up with him again?

As his speed increased, the strange footsteps behind him also continued to accelerate.

Qi Yun quickly rushed to the third floor. The corridor on the third floor was extremely dark and messy, with nothing.

The footsteps behind him were still approaching quickly.

Qi Yun's face changed, and he rushed forward and hid directly in a room.

Patter, patter, patter...

What shocked Qi Yun was that even if he hid, the sound of footsteps still followed, right behind him, in this dark room.

"Damn it."

He opened the door and rushed outside again.

The footsteps are too weird, just like a shadow.

At this moment, the real Zihua's body also urged Qi Yun.

He found his own soul and asked Qi Yun to find the spirit of fear as soon as possible.

"Damn it!"

Qi Yun gritted his teeth and rushed forward quickly, looking around.

But the whole corridor was so dark and quiet and terrible, he couldn't see anything at all.

The former Lu Fang and Zhao Da seem completely disappeared.

At this time, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and faster, getting closer to three meters, and it seemed that the invisible weirdness was about to pounce on his back.

Ah!

Suddenly, a cry of pain came from the stairs.

As soon as Qi Yun rushed to the stairs on the third floor, a corpse rolled down from upstairs, his facial features were hideous, he was covered in blood, and he died terribly. It was Zhao Da.

Rustle...

A black shadow quickly sprang up on the wall, reaching its extreme point, and rushed directly towards Qi Yun, like a big spider. The only difference was that the head was twisted 180 degrees and the face was facing upwards, which was extremely strange.

Found it!

Qi Yun suddenly flashed to one side.

Lu Fang's body rushed over, and rushed fiercely into the void behind Qi Yun, where the rush of footsteps rushed in.

Bang!

There was a muffled noise, and there was a scream in the void, as if something had been hit.

Lu Fang's body was shocked.

Qi Yun made a decisive decision and hurriedly rushed forward, with the soles of his feet raised, and hugged Lu Fang's back.

Shit!

As soon as I hugged, I felt a very strong gloomy cold, as if hugging a piece of profound ice for a thousand years, cold into the bone marrow. In order to prevent the omission, Qi Yun embraced all the thin Lu Fang in his arms. Inside.

Bang!

Time stands still.

The darkness freezes.

In an instant, the entire space resembled a shattered mirror, splitting apart with a click, and then suddenly collapsed.

Shattered ~lightnovelpub.net~ Qi Yun's body appeared in a spacious and huge stone hall, surrounded by gray mist, extremely old, and filled with a mysterious atmosphere of vicissitudes of life.

There was a corpse lying on the ground under his feet, exuding a faint corpse smell, and there was a strange black token in his hand, palm-sized, gloomy and cold, with four small blood-red characters on it.

The key of fear!

Qi Yun shows a different color, is it done?

At this moment, he heard a cry of pain and hurriedly looked back.

Not far away, a tattered chair fell to the ground, and was stepped on by the foot of Real Zihua, shaking his fist, and smashing it wildly at his body.

Bang bang bang!

The voice was dull, like hitting a sandbag, begging no one for mercy.

"Don't fight, spare my life, I know I was wrong, spare me..."