Chapter 430: Compressed Evil
Fu Jian found that his body was very light.

He stood up and looked back, and his body was still lying there.

Everything around him was hazy. The surrounding rock walls seemed to be slowly crawling. A corner of the temple's door curtain was lifted, and it seemed as if some kind of sight was passing through the curtain and falling on him.

Fu Jian asked cautiously: "Who are you?"

"That's not important. What's important is what I just asked you."

The voice was ethereal and its direction could not be determined, but Fu Jian believed that the person speaking was the statue in the temple.

"Of course I want to see my daughter, but I don't believe you."

"You've already fallen to this point, just trust me once, how bad can the situation get?"

"Then... just tell me."

Fu Jian agreed on the surface, but was secretly sarcastic in his heart.

In this strange place, any small mistake could cost lives. How could he possibly trust this guy who came from nowhere?

Moreover, he is a businessman who has experienced many ups and downs. People who hide their true intentions, claim to be doing good for you, and declare that you can get huge benefits as long as you pay some price, most of them have some bad intentions.

The ethereal voice said exactly the same thing to Fu Jianan as it did to Huang Debiao: as long as he could kill one of the three people, Wu Xian, Xiong Gang and Gong Xiujuan, he could leave the underground maze.

If you don't want to kill anyone, you can just do the voice a small favor and let it go.

There were many divisive contents in the conversation, but Fu Jian was not moved.

Until the shadow of a woman condensed in the hazy cave. The woman looked a little strange, but her eyes and eyebrows looked a bit like him, and a bit like his wife.

This is his daughter!

"The invitation your daughter sent you was real. She really was hiding in the scenic area, waiting for you to find her. But unfortunately, she was implicated here with you."

"I won't use your daughter to embarrass you. When the time is right, I will let you and your daughter meet again."

Finished saying this.

The woman's shadow disappeared, and Fu Jian returned to his body.

……

Fu Jian opened his eyes.

It was very bright around them, and the light from the palace lanterns was still protecting them.

He stood up and picked up a handful of spider thorns, tears in the corners of his eyes, his clothes on his chest and back were soaked with sweat, and his lips were bitten and bleeding.

Fu Jianan is not Huang Debiao, and he knows that this is most likely a deception.

But his daughter is his weak spot.

Even if it's cheating, even if...

He stood there for a long time, unable to make up his mind.

"What did he say to you?"

Wu Xian, who was curled up in Fat Tiger's arms, sat up, holding a sawblade knife in his hand, and looked at Fu Jianan with curiosity.

Fu Jian was startled and quickly hid the spider's leg thorns behind him to cover up his panic.

"Wha…what did you say?"

"Tsk, I knew that the voice would definitely cause trouble again." Wu Xian spread his hands helplessly, "This is also my fault. I was in a hurry just now and didn't have time to tell you."

"I don't know what that voice said to you, but his words are not worth believing. The last person who believed him was the charred corpse in the Yin House you saw earlier. His end was terrible."

Fu Jianan loosened his hand and the spider's leg thorn fell to the ground.

"When I heard that voice, I planned to tell you everything I heard after I woke up. I really thought so, but...but..."

Wu Xian tilted his head and looked at the spider's leg thorns on the ground: "But you are threatened, right?" Fu Jian'an's expression was shocked.

In fact, Wu Xian did not fail to tell him in time, but deliberately did not tell him.

That strange sound is another hidden danger in this underground cave.

He had talked with Huang Debiao and was able to control evil spirits to ambush Xia Caoqing. He had close ties with the Black Lord in the temple. Wu Xian even suspected that the owner of the voice had been monitoring them.

But there is very little information about that voice.

Among the five people in the big cave, only Fu Jianan is an ordinary person. If that voice wants to cause trouble, it can only come to Fu Jianan.

But if he was informed in advance, the voice might not come to him, like Zhao Zixuan before, and he would lose the channel to obtain important information.

So Wu Xian never mentioned the voice, and after going to bed, he secretly paid attention to Fu Jian'an's movements.

Wu Xian believed that Fu Jianan was a smart man and would not be easily fooled by the voice, but Fu Jianan picked up the spider's foot thorn and was very conflicted before attacking.

Then there is a high possibility that he was threatened.

"It seems that my guess was correct. You entered the maze to find your daughter. So this threat is very likely related to your daughter..."

Fu Jian was silent for a long time.

In the end, he told Wu Xian everything he had heard.

After Wu Xian finished listening, he asked meaningfully: "What's your daughter's name?"

Fu Jianan forced a smile: "Her name is Fu Qianqian. I shouldn't have given her this name. She is so unlucky..."

"Oh."

Wu Xian looked down, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking to Fu Jian.

Fu Jian sighed, then curled up and lay down alone. After telling everything, he no longer had the idea of ​​killing anyone, but he still had a gap between him and the others.

Wu Xian lay down again.

This is the fourth time the palace lanterns have been lit.

When he woke up again, it was the fourth day since he entered this blessed land.

After these three days, Wu Xian has already met the most basic survival needs, has strong and reliable teammates, and his strength has become stronger and stronger.

If you continue at this pace, it won't be difficult to survive seven days safely.

"If this blessed land doesn't suddenly increase in intensity, I'll have to consider the quality of my life in the next four days."

"Hiss, you can't think like that, this is a flag!"

……

"Hey, wake up!"

"problem occurs!"

Fu Jianan woke up the others with a nervous voice.

Wu Xian opened his eyes.

The palace lanterns were still on and the break time had not yet ended. Why was Fu Jian so nervous?
But when Wu Xian stood up and saw the situation clearly, he suddenly felt his scalp tingling and swallowed his saliva.

The air was filled with a pungent fishy smell and the sound of flowing water could be heard everywhere. Those sounds were the sounds of blood falling to the ground!
Originally, there were densely packed small caves around the large cave.

Now, almost a quarter of these small holes have closed and disappeared, leaving only gaps as thick as fingers.

Every cave may hide evil spirits, or ordinary people who have been summoned. Now everything there is squeezed, flesh fills the narrow gaps, and blood flows into the big cave!
The main color was red, mixed with dirty blood of various colors. Under the guidance of an unknown force, all of them poured into the temple next to the cave, as if they had entered a bottomless pit.

(End of this chapter)