C1 Black Swirl

Cong Xiaofei was in a fight again. This time, he was the one getting beaten up. It was really depressing because there were three people on the other side, all of them strong and strong. They were all top figures in the school.

It's not easy to chase the school belle, Cong Xiaofei didn't admit defeat when the other party started to do violence, so he hit her pretty badly. It's a good thing he did exercise a lot every day, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to take it.

In fact, in Cong Xiaofei's eyes, learning was like increasing his own skills. This was the same as playing with skill points in the game; he really enjoyed this kind of achievement. Although the process was boring, it was worth it.

The sunset today was beautiful. In the past, Cong Xiaofei would have to recite a few poems, but not today. He had promised to meet his friends after school, so he had to get back his dignity. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hold his head up in front of the school belle.

Dongyang City was a tourist city, but in recent years, it had gradually declined. The number of tourist attractions had dwindled, and there were fewer tourists. The places had become free. A boy in a white shirt and navy blue jeans stood in front of the Sacrifice Hall, frowning.

The teenager's hair was not long, and his eyes were bright and full of spirit. He was about 1.78m, had slightly black skin and was quite handsome. The wound on his right cheek was very conspicuous, and he was holding a plastic bag of beer.

The Sacrificial Hall was one of the first places to fall into decline. It was overgrown with weeds, and was the base where brothers usually lived. Today, it was different. The excavator and bulldozer had arrived together, becoming the construction site.

"Sacrificial hall reconstruction project?" Cong Xiaofei looked at the construction board and spat, "Damn it, it's been a few days since you came, it has become someone else's territory! The remodeling project will probably require a ticket to enter from now on. "

As he spoke, he took out his phone and typed on WeChat.

"Xiaofei, I have something to do, I'll be back later. Prepare some beer."

Although the Sacrificial Hall was surrounded, the area was not small, and the renovations were done one by one. Cong Xiaofei sighed and did not reply, and although the Sacrificial Hall was surrounded, the area was not small, and the renovations were done one by one.

A brown bird hopped on the broken stone wall and chirped twice.

"What, you don't want to do it either?" Cong Xiaofei asked with a smile.

He didn't know when it happened, but Cong Xiaofei seemed to be able to understand the language of birds, beasts, and insects. Cong Xiaofei didn't know when it happened, but he seemed to be able to understand the language of birds, beasts, and insects.

For example, the little bird from before seemed to be very angry at the renovation work here.

The air was dry and rustling sounds could be heard under his feet. Cong Xiaofei no longer cared about the bird. He was thinking about how to deal with his' enemies'. After taking a few steps, he realized that something was wrong.

The sunny day suddenly turned dark.

The Sacrificial Hall was located in the suburbs, and this place was above the Sacrificial Hall. It could be considered the bottom of a hill, and there were very few people here. It was hard to not feel a little scared.

Lifting his head to look at the sky, he saw that the sun had disappeared, and he could faintly hear the faint roar of construction machinery, "A hot-blooded young man, in the broad daylight, could it be that you're afraid of ghosts?!"

Cong Xiaofei muttered to himself as a form of courage. The moment he entered the stone pavilion, the sky completely darkened!

This time, Cong Xiaofei's heart shook and a special premonition attacked him. No, that's not right. In this broad daylight, even if it was dark clouds, it still couldn't be so dark, right?

Looking at the sky now, Microsoft's light formed a circle. Cong Xiaofei suddenly realized something and slapped his thigh. "Oh yeah, there's a total solar eclipse today!"

Since it was a natural phenomenon, Cong Xiaofei was not that nervous anymore. Looking at it made his eyes hurt. Logically speaking, the moon should be blocking out all the sunlight.

Cong Xiaofei thought that something was not right. Since he could see the total solar eclipse, how could there be a thunderstorm? The most important thing was that his feet were soft as if stepping on cotton. He lowered his head and saw that his feet were like ripples.

Damn it!

What was going on!?

Despite Cong Xiaofei Tian's guts, how could he not panic at this moment? Beads of sweat the size of beans seeped out from his forehead.

He was very familiar with the situation. In this kind of situation, he absolutely could not panic. However, his mind was completely blank, and he could only watch as his body slowly sank into the ground.

"Er ha, when are you coming? Hurry up and save me …"

At this moment, Cong Xiaofei was already in a sobbing state. His body instinctively twisted. This whirlpool was like a swamp, the harder it sank, the faster it sunk.

Death. This was the first time he had come so close to death.

More importantly, despair made Cong Xiaofei even more helpless. When he saw the black vortex revolve in his chest, he fainted.

Time passed. Some felt it was very long, but it might have been just for a moment.

When Cong Xiaofei's body was completely immersed, the whirlpool quickly closed up. A moment later, it was as if nothing had happened and the total solar eclipse was over.

"..."

The wind whistled by his ears. It was very cold and desolate.

At least, Cong Xiaofei thought so. At this moment, with his eyes closed, he remembered a few lines of poetry about Xiao Se. This kind of "coldness" emphasized loneliness. Although his consciousness was still unclear, he could already feel his loneliness.

Where am I?

Was it a dream or the legendary underworld?

The moment he opened his eyes, Cong Xiaofei was dumbfounded.

The surroundings were desolate and desolate, like an empty city. The streets were not very wide. The shops on both sides of the street had already closed for a long time. There was no moon in the sky, but there was a faint white light that allowed one to see things clearly.

Previously, his body was completely drenched in cold air, but now, he was shivering from the cold. Cong Xiaofei wanted to say something, but finally opened his mouth and said, "Underworld, this is the legendary Underworld right? I don't know where Grandma Meng is, nor do I know where the Bridge of Helplessness is."

As his body adapted, his brain began to spin.

Cong Xiaofei felt his body temperature and the hot air he exhaled. If this wasn't a dream, then he wasn't dead yet.

Could it be that when he transmigrated, such a bloody scene would happen to him? Or was it the disorder of space? Or perhaps, this was simply a dream of his.

As the wind died down and mist rose, the unfamiliar "city" became even more indistinct. Cong Xiaofei could see that the flag with the seal script was broken. If this place wasn't the Underworld, it would have been abandoned for a long time.

Cong Xiaofei wasn't superstitious, but he believed in the power of the underworld. The existence of humans was a miracle, the edges of the universe never ended.

While comforting himself, he tried to move his body. Speaking of which, since he suddenly woke up, he had been standing here. Cong Xiaofei tried to move his fingers and move his feet, but he only heard a burst of noise.

At the same time, a lump of light appeared and disappeared in the hazy sky.