Li Lingxi was confused and didn't understand what his brother meant.

The two left the house one by one, and Li Qinghe was afraid of accidents and did not dare to take the elevator, so he hugged his sister and walked on the stairs in a princess-carrying position.

For more than a dozen floors, let alone carrying people downstairs, you will be exhausted if you walk alone.

Holding someone, his legs were weak halfway through his walking.

But Li Qinghe is a high-risk person and has a strong body.

For him, Li Lingxi's weight is negligible.

He moved as fast as lightning, running down the stairwell, and arrived at the underground garage in the community within a minute.

During the process, Li Lingxi took the initiative to wrap his hands around his neck and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Qinghe's face was solemn: "The gray fog is coming!"

"Gray fog?" Li Lingxi's eyelids twitched: "Gray fog that caused a strange revival ten years ago?"

Li Qinghe nodded.

He found an empty parking space in the underground garage. With a thought, a gray sarcophagus appeared out of thin air and landed on the ground.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the ground around him was shaking.

The terrifying weight of the sarcophagus caused the ground to shatter, and tiny cracks on the edge of the base of the sarcophagus spread out like spider webs.

This is why Li Qinghe has a life-saving sarcophagus and has to go downstairs.

The quality of buildings is not satisfactory now.

Anyone who understands the reason is understandable.

Throwing tens of thousands of kilograms of sarcophagus on it will definitely smash the floor, or even smash it into the next floor to kill the neighbors downstairs.

Li Qinghe took out his cell phone and called Su Yuer, and the call was instantly connected.

Li Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, like ten years ago, the gray fog does not affect the signal.

Li Qinghe ordered: "Hide in the house immediately, close the doors and windows, pull the curtains, never go out, and don't open the door if anyone knocks on the door. I'll stay there first, you want to be blessed."

"Clam?" Su Yuer was anxious: "Boss, don't, let me stay with you!"

"No!" Li Qinghe refused decisively: "If you come out now, if there is something in the fog and you encounter them, even if you give all your trump cards, you may not be able to save your life."

Su Yuer hid in the hotel room, sat on the ground and leaned against the bed, curled up in a ball and shivered: "Big Boss, don't abandon me, let's keep in touch."

"Keep in touch, you will be fine." Li Qinghe comforted him a little and hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!