The disciple who came out nodded, but his eyes couldn't help but look behind him.
Ye Qing saw a small, fleeting flame in his eyes.
"Zuo Dan is behind you." Song Youqing heard the sound and rushed over like a wisp of green smoke.
Ye Qing knocked the disciple unconscious with one strike of his sword, then turned around and ran away.
As soon as they arrived at the front cave, they saw a brave soldier wearing a ragged military uniform and a ferocious face. He held a burning lighter in his left hand and pointed a dog-leg knife at Song Youqing in his other hand. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes:
"I didn't expect that you could even find a place like this, but what if you find it? You're not going to die here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the kerosene lighter in his hand towards the powder box with all his strength.
Song Youqing was still three or four meters away from him, and it was too late to take action.
At the critical moment, she shouted coldly, raised her hands, and the dog-leg knife came out of her hands. Like a bolt of lightning, it pierced Zuo Dan's chest with a pop.
This knife was extremely powerful. The blade of the dog-legged knife penetrated Zuo Dan's body and pinned him to the mountain wall.
At the same time, Song Youqing fired his paratrooper knife with his left hand, and with a "ding" sound, he accurately hit the lighter flying in the air.
The lighter spun and flew upwards. Song Youqing, like lightning, caught the falling lighter before it hit the ground.
At this time, the kerosene lighter was less than a foot away from the piles of tinderboxes.
Ye Qing rushed over quickly, just in time to see Song Youqing shoot Zuo Dan with a flying knife, and the paratrooper's knife hit the lighter, and was immediately caught by one of her jade hands.
Just a little bit away, the kerosene lighter will fall on the gunpowder box, and then with a bang, the two people will really become a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate.
His body swayed, as if God had taken away all the strength from his body. He sat down on the ground and began to breathe heavily.
Song Youqing held up the kerosene lighter and smiled brightly at him. Then she walked to him lightly, extinguished the lighter and stuffed it into his hand.
Ye Qing looked at her pretty face so close to her, and there were beads of sweat on her tall nose. There seemed to be a charming fragrance coming from her: "Thank you for letting me follow you, otherwise today would be over."
Song Youqing sat next to him with lingering fear and teased: "Now you know what my aunt is like!"
Ye Qing turned his head and looked at her extremely youthful face. There was a faint trace of sweat on her crystal forehead, and there was a faint blush on her snow-white skin. Her breathing was slightly rapid. It was obvious that she had tried her best with the continuous actions just now.
He reached out and hugged her slender waist. Song Youqing turned to look at him...
"I just want to hug, a pure hug..."
Song Youqing smiled brightly, as if flowers were blooming. Ye Qing in front of him seemed to be back to his childhood, pestering him to hug him, and curled his red lips, "You look ugly, but you think you are beautiful."
Ye Qing laughed dumbly: "So in my aunt's eyes, I am just a toad?"
Song Youqing's tone was half tired and half sad: "Whether you want to be a toad or not, you have to think clearly..."
Ye Qing stopped talking and looked at Song Youqing quietly. She was a heroic and elegant woman. When she calmed down, she had an intellectual beauty and a mature beauty.
But her heart is as pure as a girl's, and her resentment perfectly blends maturity and immaturity, creating the unique Song Youqing.
Ye Qing did not dare to hold her in his arms, but gently held her slender waist.
Song Youqing did not resist, but turned her head and stared at him quietly. After a long time, he said softly: "I have been wandering outside for so many years, and I also want to find a solid arm to lean on, but..."
Ye Qing hugged her slender waist tightly and didn't wait for her for a long time. However... he glanced at her secretly and found that she had closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder, as if she was asleep. .......
"Master, please reply if you hear me!" Du Yu's anxious voice suddenly came from the headset.
Ye Qing turned to look at Song Youqing, saw her open her beautiful eyes, nodded slightly, and then said: "There are no enemies in the cave anymore, let Peng Fei come up with special forces and take care of the explosive boxes in the cave."
"Received!" Du Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's go!" Ye Qing helped Song Youqing stand up.
"Help me get the paratrooper knife and the dog-leg knife back!" Song Youqing was a little nostalgic for Ye Qing's strong arms, but she knew that Peng Fei and others would be coming up soon.
Ye Qing nodded, walked over quickly, pulled out the dog-leg knife from Zuo Dan's body, turned to look at the paratrooper knife...it was actually stuck on a black stone...
On one side of the stone wall, there were five or six black stones piled up. Obviously, they were stacked with explosive boxes. These people thought that the black stones were in the way, so they piled them here casually.
Ye Qing held the handle of the paratrooper's knife and gently lifted it. A faint golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "What is this?"
"What's wrong?" Song Youqing also walked over quickly. Seeing him staring at the tip of the paratrooper's knife, she glared at him coquettishly: "Scaring people will scare them to death."
"Just now, my aunt shot the paratrooper's knife with skillful force. The purpose was to prevent the kerosene lighter from falling to the ground. Therefore, after hitting the lighter, the paratrooper's knife has no power." Ye Qing looked down at the black stone under his feet: "But , when I found the paratrooper's knife, it was stuck on a stone, and the stone was as soft as mud."
"Maybe it's just mud!" Song Youqing didn't have the ability to see at night, and it was dark in the cave. He could only vaguely see a few stones piled on the corner of the stone wall, and he kicked them casually.
"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and Song Youqing also let out an ouch.
"What's wrong."
"Why is this black stone so heavy?" Song Youqing endured the pain in her feet and exclaimed in surprise.
"My ankle is sprained." Ye Qing squatted down, looked at her feet wearing hiking boots, and raised his head to ask.
"No, I used too much force just now, and my feet hurt a little." Song Youqing supported his shoulders: "With this kick, a stone of one or two kilograms will definitely be kicked away, but this small stone does not move at all."
Ye Qing untied her shoelaces and smelled a sour smell. He almost suffocated and said angrily: "Auntie, has anyone said your feet smell?"
Song Youqing slapped him on the head and cursed: "Where are you focusing on? Is it a problem of smelly feet?"
Ye Qing quickly took off her socks and looked at her toes. They were already red. He stretched out his hand to touch the bones, but there was no serious problem. The true energy slowly seeped into her skin. Song Youqing felt that after a burst of coolness, the pain subsided sharply. She said helplessly: "I'm talking about rocks."
"What's wrong with the stone?"
"Very heavy."
Ye Qing touched his body, took out a strong flashlight, and handed it to Song Youqing.
"You still carry this thing with you in the war." Song Youqing looked at him speechlessly.
Ye Qing said casually: "This is my meal guy, of course I have to take it with me."
Song Youqing pushed away the flashlight, and a ball of white light shrouded her: "Look..."
"Although my aunt's feet are smelly, they are beautiful!"
"Did I let you look at my feet?" Song Youqing said angrily: "I let you look at stones..."
"It's so soft, it can't be an emerald stone!" Ye Qing quickly helped her put on her socks, hiking shoes, and tied her shoelaces. Then she turned to look at the stone. The place where the paratrooper's knife had been pierced was white and strong. Under the light, it turned out to be red-gold.
