Chen Xiaolin hesitated for a moment, but his professional instinct to seek the truth as a reporter overcame everything else, and he and Derek walked towards the strange wooden house.
Facing a pair of evil faces painted on the facade, Chen Xiaolin pushed open the mahogany door that had been silent for many years and followed Drake into the interior of the mysterious wooden house.
Chen Xiaolin had a great visual impact when he saw the ``dazzling products'' displayed in the wooden house. Although he couldn't make out the individual items on the shelves, he noticed strange details in each item that was brought in. An ordinary thing with mysterious powers.
At this moment, Chen Xiaolin felt that his heartbeat was about to jump out of his chest. He was almost convinced that he was not dreaming, but that it was truly a mystical and ordinary occurrence.
Suddenly, Chen Xiaolin felt refreshed and her head was spinning. Memories of what he had experienced before he went into a a flooded into his mind, including going deep into the underground forest, witnessing expressionless faces and death scenes, and finally falling off a cliff and sinking into an underground river. .
“Li Duojing…” Chen Xiaolin exhaled quickly. He looked at the "goods" around him, as if in fear and darkness. He became more and more panicked and began to call out the names of those who fell into the abyss with him.
He panicked, but didn't have the courage to scream. His voice trembled with deep pressure and fear. He simply repeated the words of the young master who had protected him.
``Sir, are you okay?'' A cold hand gently tapped her shoulder. His voice was full of energy and I felt it was powerful.
The moment the big hand fell, Chen Xiaolin felt as if the coldness in his entire body had been blown away. When he turned around, he saw a man in red standing behind him.
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