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Chapter 8 The fog is getting thicker(2/3)

There must be chaos here.

Most people may think that they can escape in the chaos.

But don't forget.

Black prison is closed.

The "Wushengmen" guards the exit. If there is chaos here and someone who is suspected of being extraordinary escapes, the Black Prison may be in an instant martial law.

By then.

Whether Chen Jichuan and Chen Shaohe choose to escape in the chaos or stay in the cave, there will be no good results.

"It's like boiling a frog in warm water."

"Should you wait."

"I can get more source power and my strength will become stronger day by day. But once something happens, if I want to escape from the black prison, there will definitely be many more variables."

Variables are good and bad.

But Chen Jichuan cannot gamble.

There is no capital to bet.

"Two hundred people."

"It's just today, I can't delay it anymore!"

Chen Jichuan turned his head and looked.

Chen Shaohe was standing aside, closing his eyes to rest.

Since one month ago, the approximate date was set based on the remaining number of miners, and then the day before yesterday, Chen Shaohe has been resting in his spirit since early this morning to avoid any changes due to mental discomfort.

These days.

Chen Shaohe didn't waste it either.

Practice "fire control technique" every day, and you can control the shape, size and temperature of the flame. Rub your hands and shoot the fireball, which can shoot dozens of steps away, and burn if you encounter it.

Destructive power cannot be underestimated.

...

"Black Prison."

"Wushengmen."

Chen Jichuan thought in his mind, and was surprisingly calm.

Six years of black prison are indeed torture.

If it were in the past.

Thinking that the next action was related to the success or failure of escape from the black prison, Chen Jichuan's heart was about to thrill.

But he has been in the Dayan world for forty-one years. He practiced martial arts every day and invited Lingnan masters to fight with hundreds of small battles in the big formations and had already practiced calmly.

Don't panic when encountering problems.

It's Chen Shaohe.

His ears moved slightly, and when he heard the subtle sound of the fourth brother, he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was light in my eyes, and although I tried my best to suppress my face, I could still see a hint of excitement under the cover of iron-sick oil.

If you look closely, your heart pulse is very different from that of ordinary people.

"Fourth brother."

Chen Shaohe looked at Chen Jichuan and felt his mouth dry.

"take it easy."

"Two hours left."

Chen Jichuan could understand Chen Shaohe and spoke out to help Chen Shaohe calm his emotions.

"Fourth brother."

"I"

Chen Shaohe is only sixteen years old and he is inevitably panicked.

Chen Jichuan smiled as usual and talked to Chen Shaohe to relieve his nervousness.

actually.

In the world of Dayan, Chen Jichuan has made many plans through the time difference, thinking about all aspects hundreds or thousands of times, and as clearly as possible, and clarify the clues.

What kind of situation should we deal with?

Never tire of it.

Repeated and repeated.

Later, I took it out and discussed it with Chen Shaohe, and I was still adding it until the day before yesterday. Maybe there are many uncertainties and many mistakes, but under the current known circumstances, it is already the most comprehensive plan.

Others.

Only adapt to the situation.

Escape from the black prison.

It sounds simple, but after making plans and guessing various possibilities, we will know how difficult it is.

Even though Chen Jichuan now has level four combat power, even Chen Shaohe has level four superpowers.

It is not easy to escape successfully.

Chen Jichuan made a fire and made rice while making fire.

While combing Chen Shaohe for the final treatment

"The whole action."

“It can be roughly divided into three steps.”

...

Had a meal.

“Ah~”

Chen Jichuan opened his mouth.

"Fourth brother."

"Hold on."

Chen Shaohe held Chen Jichuan's cheeks with both hands, and flames emerged from his palms. The flames were delicate, and they flashed in Chen Jichuan's mouth.

Flashed seven or eight times.

Chen Shaohe stopped.

I looked in with the fluorescent stone and saw high temperature scalding, and tiny blisters appeared on my mouth and tongue.

For more than a month, Chen Shaohe's fire control technique has been extremely exquisite. He has tried it dozens of times in the past ten days and dozens of times. Now the blisters burned out have been pierced for two hours, and they look roughly similar to oral ulcers.

“…”

“…”

The flames are scary.

Extremely scalded.

Blisters came out one by one, causing Chen Jichuan's entire face to tremble. But he forced his mouth to hold on. After Chen Shaohe closed the flames, he closed his mouth.

I endured the pain and remained silent.

After a while, he used an iron pickaxe torn wooden thorn and picked the water blisters.

It's sour and refreshing.

Not enough to be wise with outsiders.

"It's my place!"

Chen Shaohe looked at it many times, but every time he saw it, his scalp still felt numb. But when he thought of going out, no pain could be difficult for him. He gritted his teeth and did the same.

...

Time is approaching.

Chen Jichuan's mouth was so decayed that he couldn't see it.

Barren adapting.

Get up and enter the depths of the cave.

Boom boom boom boom!
To be continued...
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