The three-dimensional text hanging high in the sky gathered together to form a larger blood-red vortex, almost covering the entire sky.

A thin red dot appeared on Yang Fan's forehead. The red dots extended to both sides and finally merged behind his head. Then, Yang Fan's skull was slowly lifted, and the pink brain was directly exposed to the air. The same situation also occurs to other people, whether it is his family or a stranger thousands of miles away, the brain is exposed to the air.

The vortex gradually accelerated, purple lightning tore through the sky, and deafening thunder rang through the earth.

The brains of Yang Fan's family seemed to feel the "calling", shaking left and right, and then, separated from the disclosure, and flew towards the vortex of the sky.

At the same moment, in the secret room of the base, the brain assembly in the tank also disconnected the tentacles between each other. The brain broke through the glass jar and flew straight up. After reaching the ceiling, it did not stop, but went straight through.

After a few seconds, the blood-colored vortex in the sky was covered with brains, densely dense, endless, and it could even be described as covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

The brain continued to lift into the air, and after touching the spiral arms of the vortex, it followed the vortex and moved closer to the center of the vortex, until it was completely swallowed by the darkness in the center of the vortex.

Qiancang looked up at this shocking scene, unable to speak for a long time. He moved his gaze away and let himself go slowly. Then, he turned his head to look at the fixed line at the end of the passage, but felt something was wrong. It seemed to be different from before. His gaze swept across several key positions, and he quickly locked out. In an ordinary place, the container next to the fixed phone should contain peaches, but at this time, the peaches do not know when they will disappear. The objects left in the container are not peaches, but lucky bags with red and black colors.

"Hawkeye." He yelled, pointing his right hand to the bag of luck.

Hawkeye turned his head and looked in the direction of Qian Cangyi's finger.

"I'm afraid this is the reason we must bring the'peaches'." Qiancang said solemnly, he strode to the container and reached out to take out the lucky bag inside.

There are a total of four lucky bags, one for each peach, and each lucky bag has a blood-red vortex on it, and it is spinning continuously.

The Qiancang raised the lucky bag and found that the rotating pattern on the lucky bag was exactly the same as the vortex in the sky, the only difference was that there was no human brain.

"There are words on the back." Hawkeye noticed this.

Qiancang turned the lucky bag and found that the back of the lucky bag was embroidered with the word "Cang Yi" with gold thread, which was the actor's code name. He looked at the other three lucky bags and found that there were two lucky bags embroidered with "Eagle" on the back. The word "eye".

"One person, two."

He handed the lucky bag embroidered with the word "Eagle Eye" to Eagle Eye.

Bell Bell Bell.

The phone rang.

Qiancang turned around and picked up the microphone and put it to his ear.

Wan Jie's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Have you got it? But you can't open it now, you can open it only at the transfer station."

Qiancang looked down at the lucky bag and asked:

"You mean lucky bag?"

"Then it's okay." Wan Jie hung up the phone.

Qiancang frowned and put the microphone back.

"We discussed in the conference room before that there will be strengthening on the road. It seems that this is it. I don't know if Qian Jiangyue and the others have also been rewarded." Hawkeye stretched out and pulled the rope on Lafu's bag, and tried to open the lucky bag. No effect.

"I guess they should have them too. By the way, there is a problem that I almost forgot." Qiancang suddenly thought of something and reached out and picked up the microphone.

"Hello?" Wan Jie's voice sounded.

"The next stop is the transfer station. Will Yingyan and I take the same route?" Qiancang asked.

"The transfer station is a separate rest station, and all actors cannot be contacted. This is also for your benefit." Wan Jie answered the question and also gave a hint.

Qiancang understood in an instant that if he can go to the rest site with Hawkeye, it means that the admonition will do. From the perspective of team strength, the benefits of dispersing admonitions will definitely be greater than the benefits of allowing other teams to act together. .

"When will we leave?" Qiancangyi didn't force it, but changed the subject.

"It's your turn soon." After Wan Jie finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Qiancang shook his head. He didn't like Wan Jie's "your turn", as if they were the same as people in this world.

"What will be in the lucky bag?" Hawkeye looked at the lucky bag with a puzzled expression.

"Special props, equipment, skills, right?" Qian Cang looked down at the lucky bag and fell into thought.

"Cang Yi, we know too little, we may not be able to exceed the warning meeting." Hawkeye moved his gaze away from the blessing bag.

"Huh?" Qiancang raised his head.

"Have you forgotten? The warning will be sneaked away, it is hard to guarantee that they can still use the same method." Hawkeye glanced at the red phone, and continued: "Anyway, only you can deal with Wuyou and encounter the other two halls. Class actor, try to get around."

"Look again at that time." Qiancang shook his head, he thought it was not that simple.

Considering the effect of skill restraint, it is not that he restrains nothing, but strictly speaking, it is mutual restraint. Although he can interrupt his abilities and touch his body, but in turn, he can also suspend his skills, to be accurate. Said that the relationship between the two can be regarded as evenly matched, it is the difference between light and darkness, Yin and Yang, and Wuyou is a palace-level actor, and his vitality may be much more than him. Therefore, the best way is to avoid the warning meeting directly. , To complete this "only movie".

Suddenly, he thought of Xiaotai's words to let Wanji take:

Losing does not necessarily mean failure.

This sentence is like a stone pressed against Qiancangyi's heart~lightnovelpub.net~ The surrounding light gradually dimmed. As soon as Qiancang withdrew his thoughts, he looked up at the sky. I don’t know when, the vortex above is falling, and the vortex above is falling. The darkness gradually expanded, and at this moment, it seemed like the sky collapsed.

Qiancang turned his head and looked at Hawkeye, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Originally, he planned to ask about the "third option" again, but now, it does not matter whether there is a third option. Even if there is, Hawkeye has already made a choice. It is indeed possible to continue to struggle with this. Solving the doubts in happiness and satisfying the curiosity of the heart, but other than that, it did not have much effect. Therefore, he finally chose to give up in hesitation. After all, it might be better not to know some truth.

Hawkeye seemed to perceive something and turned his head. His gaze was in contact with Qian Cangyi's. Then, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if asking "what's the matter".

In an instant, endless black swallowed the entire passage. The surroundings became dark and dull, and I couldn't see my fingers. Even if I turned on the helmet light, I couldn't see anything, as if my vision was deprived. In the next second, Qian Cang felt that his body was stretched and distorted, and he seemed to be passing through something. The sound of crunching is endless, similar to the sound of chewing, but it is more vague and indistinguishable.

Suddenly, a dim white light lit up from the top of the head, the darkness faded, the smell of tar broke into the nose, and everything in front of him became clear.

Qiancang looked around and found that he was sitting in a tourist car, but he was the only one in the car, and there was no one in the driver's seat. He turned his head and looked out the window. There were barren wasteland on both sides of the road. The dry and cracked ground was dotted with a little green. Occasionally, a few gray wolves could be seen looking for food, and the sky, red-headed vultures hovering, making sharp calls from time to time.

The coach started to slow down until it stopped at a bus stop.