Chapter 143

In the absolute darkness, her eyes lost their function, and she couldn't see her fingers - Lin Sanjiu couldn't control the momentum of her body, and her ribs suddenly hit a hard thing heavily, which immediately made her "sizzling" take a breath.

She pressed the pain under her ribs and touched the thing. The beginning was a smooth arc, like a handrail.

Endless darkness, like a blindfolded curtain, can't see anything. When Lin Sanjiu's heartbeat and breath gradually calmed down, the smell of dust, tiny particles and faint musty smell in the air rushed into her nose.

It seems that the space has been closed for many years, and no one has been involved - even the air is stale and moldy, and mixed with some pungent smell.

However, this breath is no less than a gift for Lin San wine at the moment.

She breathed heavily, groped and sat down on the first stair step, and sighed low: "... I'm out."

——To be honest, even now, she still can't figure out what she did right, so she can get away from the copy.

When the time was mercilessly reduced to 40 seconds, Lin Sanjiu really thought he would account for it in the fairy tale copy this time - there was too little time left for her, and frankly, even if she was given a week, she was not sure that she could solve the mystery.

Carriages from three different directions are destined for the royal palace. If these three carriages could be prevented from entering the palace, perhaps things would be solved: Emma would not enter the palace, and she might go home to find her daughter; If blue beard doesn't enter the palace, he may not meet the old man and fairy, as for Cinderella. Not to mention.

Although this is only wishful thinking, the story still has countless other possibilities - for example, Emma went to other places to be a pornographic dancer; The old man and fairy took the initiative to find blue beard; Cinderella and the prince meet two days late, which will lead to the death of the protagonists - but this is the best way Lin Sanjiu can think of.

With a push, the touch of rising from the top of the pumpkin carriage seemed to remain at your feet; Lin Sanjiu rushed to the palace before the carriage.

Her plan was to destroy the only way to the Palace - although it was a big move. But at least it is "one thing". Lin Sanjiu opened the [sudden change version of painting style with a Ding], jumped up to the high statue of the king at the gate of the palace, gathered strength with both hands, and a fierce son stabbed down to the ground.

This is the place where the carriages outside the palace meet. As long as it is destroyed, the carriages that have not entered the palace will be stopped outside——

"Destroy the road. Spend 5 action points. Are you sure?"

Lin San shouted "confirm!" with the same momentum, The next second, her fists were wrapped in a powerful force, smashing the ground before the line disappeared——

I don't know if it's a "confirmed" relationship with the copy. The power was much stronger than she expected, and countless broken bricks and stones exploded with a bang, splashing out in all directions with Lin Sanjiu as the center, revealing a deep pit on the ground. The surface of the earth is cracking a long deep crack in the distance from the big pit at a rapid speed.

Lin Sanjiu narrowed his eyes in the dense rain of gravel, dust and smoke. Try to see clearly the vehicles coming not far away.

At one glance, her body cooled down.

Because of the gravel dust outside, I do not know when it turned into a somewhat cold afternoon.

It's no longer night. There is no bright decoration of the ball around. Hindrilla's carriage and Bluebeard's carriage were gone.

Lin Sanjiu looked at a half man stone stupidly, fell heavily on a carriage, and immediately collapsed the frame. From the fragmented car, several women's screams quickly came out.

In the carriage of the song and dance troupe. It's not just this one that suffered - several cars failed because they didn't expect a sudden change. Even the car and horse had rolled on the ground for a long time, and the sound of crying and horse neighing. as one falls.

The countdown was long over, and Lin San Jiu was still in the copy. The road was indeed destroyed, but it didn't seem to play any role except hurting the song and Dance Troupe - she just felt cold all over, didn't come forward, and fell down on the ground.

Lin Sanjiu never thought that the "transmission" he had experienced before had happened to Cinderella and Bluebeard this time.

She put her fingers into her hair and looked at the direction of the song and dance troupe in a daze. She had no strength at all.

After the copy fails... What will happen to her?

"Ah, ah, be light! My legs, my legs -" a familiar voice with a crying cavity, passed into Lin Sanjiu's ears. She looked up and saw that several soldiers from the palace were working together to save people from the collapsed car rack.

It was young Emma who cried softly and was helped out.

"It doesn't matter, you just have a fracture, and you'll get better..." a red faced soldier didn't dare to look at Emma's face at all, but lowered his head and whispered comfort.

"No, I want to dance, I want to dance..." Emma wiped her face with tears and sat sobbing on the roadside.

Her leg was hit by a stone, and the blood oozed out of her skirt, spreading out a large area.

Anyway, he was also about to die, and it also implicated Emma -- Lin Sanjiu sighed gently, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"You can't dance like this..." the soldier took time to come back and handed Emma a handkerchief. "Wipe your face with this..."

The line of sight is a little blurred.

Because I don't know when Lin Sanjiu's eyes contain a layer of tears: she is not willing to die like this——

However, before the idea was over, her body suddenly lightened, as if someone had lifted her feet, and then tossed it in the air. The upside down and dazed world spun rapidly in front of her and quickly darkened——

The last thing she saw was a gray stone tablet. Immediately, she soon fell into darkness.

After his ribs hit the handrail, it took a long time for Lin Sanjiu to finally react: he came out.

She returned to the black tower.

... but why on earth? Emma was injured and couldn't dance. If she thought about it according to this line, she could only save little red riding hood and Cinderella.

Stunned for a few seconds, the confusing copy of the fairy tale gradually withdrew from Lin Sanjiu's mind, and the cold reality returned to her consciousness again.

——Anyway, just come out, no matter why!

It took so long in the fairy tale copy, and I don't know how long it has been since the outside world. Maybe everyone is still struggling. At present, the most important thing is to find the energy center and destroy the glass cover!

Feeling the faint softness of his legs, Lin Sanjiu wiped the tears on his face and called out [ability polishing agent]. The silver light immediately spread all over the whole body like water.

When I came in, the door was still perfectly silent. As she expected at that time, the space in the black tower was indeed very small; In terms of open space, it is probably less than ten square meters. At this time, the stairs under her took up a lot of space, winding upward and extending out, forming one spiral after another on her head.

I don't know how many floors the black tower has, but it seems that you can go up the stairs.

After breaking through the copy on the first floor, there should be no danger on it, right? Lin Sanjiu walked up cautiously step by step with [ability polishing agent].

In the quiet black tower, there was only her own footsteps and slow breathing.

The silence lasted too long, and it was precisely because of this that when the harsh doorbell suddenly exploded in the dark, Lin Sanjiu's heart gave a heavy beating, thinking he had heard the wrong thing——

However, at the gate, there were still persistent "Ding Ling" and "Ding Ling" rings several times, shaking the quiet air into pieces.

Lin Sanjiu pointed the light at the door, and his heart jumped with a thump. He had quietly opened the "sudden change version of painting style with a Ding" on his hand.

The gate rumbled open, just as she had come in.

As soon as the door opened, some skylight suddenly leaked in from the outside - what made Lin Sanjiu subconsciously relieved was that the skylight was very dark, and it seemed that it was still late at night.

The black figure coming in from the door didn't seem to expect that as soon as he came in, he was hit by the light and paused. Then he tried to shout: "... Sister Lin?"

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief, dropped the polishing agent used as a lamp in his hand, and smiled a little tired: "it's you." (to be continued)

PS: hahaha! A copy immediately went smoothly! Thank you, white wall (hmm? Is there a word missing?) Ping'an Fu, black juice (soy sauce?) Peach Blossom Fan, reminder ticket, evaluation ticket! Such enthusiasm looks like a new reader. I haven't been tortured by my update. I'm happy... And as usual, thank the wholesaler of Ping An Fu for the three runes of fantasy and dream!

Connected to the more, today did not miss anyone, right?

I'm really happy to have a copy. Maybe I can add (repay) more (debt) in the evening! The mystery of the copy will come out, but it is not solved by action Lin San Jiu

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