I don't want to be your wife.

Qin Feng knew he wasn't as good as Su Mumu in these areas and couldn't unravel the complexities from so many details to find the information he needed, so he needed time to think.

Time waits for no one. Under the setting sun, the shadow on the mountaintop had disappeared from sight, and a shadow flickered beneath Qin Feng's feet.

Qin Feng looked up and found that the leader had silently appeared not far away, and the shadow flickering beneath his feet was the leader's.

run!

There was no time to think about anything else; all Qin Feng could think about now was running!

The farther the better, but all that was in front of him was the pond and the villa they had run out of. Qin Feng didn't look back, gritted his teeth and ran towards the villa.

Although he didn't know how the leader had located them, and perhaps his actions had been under the leader's watchful eye the whole time, it didn't matter, because…

The sun is about to set.

Although this was what the coach had said, it was Qin Feng's only hope at the moment. At least, during the time he was running, the sun had indeed been setting...

Does the sun really keep setting?

Walking close to the boundary, Qin Feng naturally exited the mountain. He went around the mountain, and when he took his first step, the blinding light made Qin Feng lose his vision instantly and fall to the ground.

If I hadn't instinctively held Su Mumu in my arms, the girl would have slipped out of my grasp. Even so, Su Mumu still whimpered twice.

It took Qin Feng several tens of seconds to see the object emitting light.

That was the sun, the sun hidden behind the mountains.

Chapter 271 Hope and Despair

Sometimes, hope is more terrifying than despair.

In dire straits, you discover a glimmer of hope, struggle and suffer as you crawl toward that light, only to find that what follows is even greater despair.

This is the ultimate way to kill someone by destroying their spirit.

As Qin Feng fled and went into exile in the dense forest, what sustained his heart was none other than the setting sun.

The sudden feeling of powerlessness almost made Qin Feng lose his grip on Su Mumu. He stumbled and managed to hold her steady before looking at the instructor who was slowly walking over.

Compared to Qin Feng, the head coach's face was very calm, with a slight smile on his face.

A smile that shows control over the whole situation.

“Your Holiness,” the cult leader began, “why have you stopped running?”

Qin Feng retreated step by step, but after only a few steps, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Looking back, I found that there was another boundary in front of me, one that I had just seen before.

Qin Feng realized that he couldn't escape.

If there were even a glimmer of hope in this world, Qin Feng wouldn't feel so powerless.

As death drew near once again, Qin Feng felt surprisingly calm.

He had experienced death, the gradual dissipation of consciousness, and the feeling of his body sinking; it didn't seem like a particularly terrifying feeling.

If there's anything to regret, it's that he hasn't really won Su Mumu over yet. Even just now, she was still haughtily rejecting Qin Feng, unwilling to be his wife.

Biting his lip, Qin Feng forced a smile, using the last bit of strength in his weak limbs.

Although he's ugly, he's inexplicably dashing.

"Since we can't escape, we naturally won't run away."

He changed his princess carry to a one-handed embrace, letting Su Mumu lean against him, while his other hand held onto the glass shards that weren't even considered a weapon, and calmly looked at the leader.

Qin Feng's calmness made the head coach uneasy.

This was a trap he had set up, and everything from beginning to end was within his expectations. According to the plan, Qin Feng should be kneeling on the ground in despair right now, and even if he stepped on Qin Feng's head, Qin Feng could only stare at him with empty eyes.

What is this now?

It is impossible for anyone not to be afraid of death, the leader firmly believed this, just as he was afraid of death.

Coincidentally, Qin Feng, standing before us, wasn't exactly fearless of death; it was simply that Su Mumu in his arms made him choose to live.

As the instructor drew ever closer, Qin Feng gripped the glass shards even tighter. The blood seeping from his palms made him feel the weight of the girl in his arms even more.

It may not be hope, but it is something that must be protected even in despair.

Aren't you afraid? Aren't you curious? Don't you care?

You don't feel despair filling the world, you don't feel death surrounding you?

Tell me, isn't it terrifying? This sun, meant to represent hope, brings only despair!

The leader approached Qin Feng step by step, his movements becoming increasingly strange, his smile increasingly terrifying, and his eyes filled with a mysterious fanaticism.

Qin Feng couldn't understand how such a contradictory personality could exist in one person, or rather...

Is this the price to pay for pursuing the god he speaks of?

That was terrifying. Luckily, I met Su Mumu and wasn't taken away by these people.

"I understand. Could you please enlighten me, Master?"

For some reason, Qin Feng felt that the leader was expecting him to ask this question.

Sure enough, the leader, whose face had been almost touching his just moments before, quickly retreated several meters, his expression...

How should I put it? It's like a child who has been recognized.

Although they are terrifying, they are just naughty kids who could cause many deaths.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha!"

The leader smiled excitedly and proudly, confident in his masterpiece, a scene of despair he had created using human wisdom and divine power.

The person in front of you may not know it now, but after you finish explaining, they will surely tremble with the power of the gods and will inevitably bow down in worship!

"The world you see is nested!"

The principle is very simple, it feels like a college student with brain atrophy came up with it in five minutes of daydreaming, and even Qin Feng understood it.

With the power of the leader, they can only create a relatively independent space and cannot affect the sun in the sky.

However, within this separate space, the leader can control everything.

Block out the sky and replace it with the appearance of the sunset. If you can't control the sun, remove it and use the afterglow of the sunset and fiery clouds to create the illusion of the sun setting in the west.

To put it more cleverly, he didn't completely block out the sun. As long as Qin Feng followed the mountain, he could still see the sun hanging high in the sky.

The hope that one grasps from despair is also stained with the color of despair, which is truly disheartening.

However, if it were Su Mumu, she probably could have done even better.

Fortunately, Qin Feng seemed to have found a way to break the deadlock with the guy he was facing. Although he couldn't escape, he could buy some time to struggle.

"That's it? What's the point of being more sophisticated?"

Even when the strong confront the weak, such underhanded tactics are necessary; your so-called god is nothing more than that.

Putting yourself in a do-or-die situation doesn't guarantee survival, but once you're already in a do-or-die situation, things can't get any worse. In that case, why not take a chance and give it a try? You never know, it might work!

Qin Feng's face was disdainful, but he gripped the glass shards even tighter. The dried blood became wet again, and the pain was almost gone.

"That's all? What do you mean by 'that's all'?"

The coach is angry.

He couldn't believe that anyone would think that the power of a god was nothing more than that. Su Mumu said so, but who was he?

Does he deserve it?

That is a power that mortals cannot obtain, but can only be bestowed by the gods!

The leader cannot accept that the power he relies on is despised by those he looks down upon.

"Then tell me, if this is called 'just so-so,' then what would be considered 'too bad'?"

Are you? Or is it the guy in your arms?

The head coach was particularly angry when Su Mumu was mentioned.

Qin Feng lowered his head. This was the reaction the coach wanted to see. He took two deep breaths to relax his tense muscles and prevent cramps when he ran later.

Then, he tilted his head, and although he was standing at a lower position, he inexplicably exuded an air of superiority.

"Indeed, we have lost now, but believe it or not, even if you have power that I cannot resist, even if you know my whereabouts all the time, even if the sun is still high in the sky, I can still hold out until sunset."

Can they hold on?

Qin Feng himself didn't know, but at least in his despair, he grasped at a glimmer of hope once again.

If he wasn't mistaken, the leader was just someone who had acquired these powers by chance, using his seemingly powerful strength to mask his vulnerability.

If things go smoothly, that little bit of cleverness might indeed be a threat, but that pitiful pride is the best opportunity to counter him, and he'll agree.

Qin Feng learned how to judge people from Su Mumu.

Chapter 272 Protection

Qin Feng guessed correctly.

Although he felt that the leader had gone a bit crazy again, and he felt that if he were caught again, he would probably die a terrible death, the leader actually gave him half an hour.

Half an hour! With a boss like that, Qin Feng felt sorry for the few people under the leader.

When the enemy was at his wit's end, he gave the enemy half an hour to recover because of his so-called arrogance, and was not afraid of his own sudden power-up.

Although Qin Feng is indeed not capable of unleashing his full power.

Qin Feng carried Su Mumu back to the villa and back to the room where he and Su Mumu had taken a nap.

For no other reason than to find some clothes for Su Mumu, and to change my own clothes as well. Su Mumu is still wearing her undergarments, and she should at least be presentable before she dies, right?

This is an unsolvable game, and Qin Feng isn't clueless either. In this confined cage, there seems to be no chance of victory whatsoever. The only possibility…

Why is Su Mumu still sleeping?

Their clothes were chopped to shreds, which was to be expected, so Qin Feng carried Su Mumu to Qin Baifeng's room.

They're about to die, surely they can't just ignore such indecent acts?

Thinking this, Qin Feng took off Su Mumu's clothes, which were already stained with blood and dust, and put on Qin Baifeng's clothes, which were slightly larger but finally fit properly.

With the girl on his back, Qin Feng went to the kitchen, grabbed two kitchen knives as weapons, and went to Qin Congzhi's room again.

He will wait here for half an hour.

There was no point in running away. Once he realized that the leader could pinpoint his location at any time, there was no point in running away. Rather than running away, he might as well gamble on Su Mumu waking up in time.

The cat-and-mouse cult leader had had his fill of playing, and he was too tired to run anymore.

Qin Feng opened Qin Congzhi's wardrobe and decided to change his clothes as well.

They probably don't have a fetish for necrophilia, right? They should be able to ask for a complete body before they die, shouldn't they?

He reached out, trying to take out a piece of Qin Congzhi's clothing. He missed it a little, reached out again, missed it a little more, and finally grabbed it, but then it fell to the ground.

It was only then that Qin Feng realized how badly his hands were shaking.

He gave a wry smile, thankful that he had just put Su Mumu on the bed, otherwise even in his dreams he would have felt uncomfortable.

How many people in this world are truly unafraid of death?

Perhaps Qin Feng dared to face death head-on, but the feeling of powerlessness as death drew closer was far more terrifying than death itself.

He held his breath, focused his mind, and threw a punch.

Qin Feng's fist smashed a large hole in the inside of the wardrobe, making the bloody smile that was originally there look inexplicably funny.

"Ha-hoo-hoo!"

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Qin Feng forced himself to stay calm.

"Den-"

Suddenly, a sound came from behind Qin Feng. He quickly raised his knife to block Su Mumu, but found no one there.

This completely relieved Qin Feng's tension, leaving him only with apprehension.

Upon closer inspection, a black line appeared among the bloodstains on the wall. Qin Feng walked over curiously and discovered that a brick had been dented in the wall.

He can guarantee that he didn't think this thing existed before.

Could it be the punch I just threw?