Often the seemingly indestructible fortress has a more fragile heart. There is no eternal strong enemy. It's just that you haven't discovered his weakness.
The situation of the battle suddenly reversed, and the two of them were a little uncomfortable. At first, Wu Fan was a little cautious, but later he became numb. When the last Han Mandarin fled away, Yuan Hua smacked his lips and weighed his hands. There is a shovel in it, and you have to follow it subconsciously.
Wu Fan slapped Yuan Hua on the head, "What else do you want to do? Which direction did they go?"
Only then did Yuan Hua wake up from the bloody battle, "Oh...oh, I remember it's this way. Turn to the right and it's blocked." Then he waved, turned around and got into the tunnel, "Eh? Could it be? Did I remember it wrong? Why is this a dead end? Boss, wait a minute, I'll go take a look at your side... Huh? Why is it still a dead end?"
The passages on both sides were sealed, which surprised the two of them, but there was no third way to go here. Could it be that these people evaporated on the spot?
At this moment, they faintly felt a slight vibration under their feet, and then heard the sound of something hitting from the tunnel on the left. Then they got closer and closer, and the vibrations became louder and louder. The two of them quickly raised their weapons to be on guard. When he got up, he only saw a crack in the soil deep in the tunnel, and then exploded in all directions. A light blue figure was knocked out from the inside and lay on the ground, and he rolled around a few times.
They felt that this figure was somewhat familiar. After a closer look, they found that it was Luo Shi from the Lingxi tribe. They hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. Luo Shi looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Wufan, you two are okay. , but it misses us so much!”
It turned out that when they had just jumped out of the tunnel, the middle of the tunnel behind them suddenly collapsed, separating them from the inside and the outside. No matter how they shouted from the inside, there was no response. Just when everyone was thinking of a way, they suddenly heard the miserable screams from outside. They thought the two of them had been killed, but they could only stare at the blocked intersection in front of them. At this moment, Luo Shi took off the turban wrapped around his head, and saw that there was a turban in the middle of his forehead. Little horns.
After he muttered a few words, the horn became as tall as half a person, and then Luo Shi used brute force to open an intersection. Unexpectedly, he lost strength at the last moment and fell to the ground.
"Wow! I thought you covered your head because you are bald, but I didn't expect you to hide such a trick!" Yuan Hua touched his head and made a noise.
Luo Shi wrapped the scarf around his head and said proudly: "You are kidding! The Lingxi clan of mine is not in vain!" Then his tone suddenly changed, "No, we were clearly chased by so many mandrills just now, why? Those mandrills are gone now? What happened to that miserable cry just now?"
"Are you talking about those cold mandrills? Their butts..." Seeing Yuan Hua's mouth open, he would not be able to say anything good. Most likely, it was flowers on the buttocks. Wu Fan hurriedly stepped forward and stepped on them secretly. Yuan Hua's feet took advantage of Yuan Hua's grin and hurriedly answered: "Their butts... they must be... taboo... something in this tunnel. Seeing their frightened expressions, they ran out."
Moods are often contagious. Wu Fan was originally a well-educated, abhorrent, and well-behaved villain. Now he is infected by Yuanhua every day, and he talks nonsense. After hearing the words, everyone who followed him was indifferent. He nodded. Although he didn't feel that was the case, since everyone was safe and sound, he didn't ask any more questions.
"It's good that you have nothing to do. By the way, you two would never have imagined that this small tunnel actually leads to a dungeon. You wanted to explore it just now, but you found that you were trapped. Now that everyone has gathered together, Come on, let’s find a place to rest here tonight.” After saying that, Luo Shi led the two of them into the tunnel.
Before taking a few steps, Wu Fan felt that his eyes suddenly opened up. They got out of the hole and straightened up, and found that there was a huge cage in front of them. The entrance of the hole was in darkness, and it was blocked by the cage. It was very strange. hidden.
The lighting in this dungeon is very luxurious, and the walls are inlaid with thousands of years of lamps. However, there are several places around this cage that are very empty. It seems as if the lamps in these places have been dug away. Wu Fan thinks of that. The ten thousand year lantern hanging crookedly on the corridor of the tunnel may be from this.
As they walked down the stone steps, everyone felt their whole bodies getting colder and colder. They sneezed a few times because of the cold. "Jiang Xin, why is it so strange here? There is obviously not a single snowflake, but it is so cold to the bone." The name was Jiang Yang's handsome boy supported the injured Zhu Li, turned to the person next to him and asked.
"I don't know why, but every time I take another step, the chill becomes more intense. I guess this cold feeling must be coming from below."
"Big devil, have you noticed something strange?" Youya, who had disappeared for a while, appeared out of nowhere and startled Wu Fan.
"Little witch, where did you come from?" Looking at the disgraced You Ya, Wu Fan felt amused.
"I just followed that old man and found that he seemed to be very familiar with this place and seemed to be looking for something?"
"When you said that, I was a little impressed. I didn't have much doubt when you told the story at the beginning, but then we were surrounded by Han Mandrills, led here, and then the door latch was opened, and then led into the tunnel. The entrance seems to have been arranged by someone. The most important thing is that this place is so hidden. How did he find it by chance? Moreover, Han Mandrill is a solitary ghost. Unless it is attracted by something, it is impossible to gather together. "Ufan pondered.
"Yuan Hua, do you still remember how he answered when you asked him what color the mandrill's eyes were?" You Ya pressed.
"I can't remember clearly. Let me think about it... By the way, this is what he said, 'When I first saw the mandrill, I remember it was red and shiny, like two rubies. It was very beautiful. Now it has mutated into a mandrill. I don't know if I have inherited the bloodline from my ancestors...'. Could it be..." Yuan Hua took a breath of cold air.
"You're not wrong, he has been here before, and it was a long time ago... even when he was in Wakawa Country..." You Ya sighed.
"Didn't you follow him just now? Where is Mu...Old Mu and others?" Wu Fan frowned, feeling something bad.
"I saw that he entered the closed dungeon at the bottom alone, and it was inconvenient to follow him, so I came to discuss it with you. He has not come out during our conversation, so he is probably still in there."
"Let's go! Let's go find him and find out what's going on!" Upon hearing this, the two of them quickly ran down the stone steps in three steps at a time.
But just when they were approaching the bottom of the dungeon and were about to discuss it some more, they suddenly heard an exclamation. They quickly put aside their thoughts of discussing and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.
When they touched the ground, they felt their whole bodies numb with cold, but they didn't care and followed the others towards the closed dungeon.
I saw the injured Zhu Li leaning against the door with a livid face, pointing tremblingly inside.
"Brother Zhu Li, what happened?" Jiang Yang helped Zhu Li up and found a lot of blood oozing out of his wound.
"It's dead inside..." After saying that, he fainted. When Jiang Yang saw this, he put a pill into Zhu Li's mouth, and then placed his body far away on a damaged cell door on the ground. superior.
When these people heard this nonsense, they looked confused and hurriedly squeezed into the closed dungeon.
Then what came into view was a big tree lacking vitality, and something seemed to be nailed to this big tree. After seeing that thing clearly, the suspicions of Wu Fan and the others were instantly shattered, and only a skinny figure was seen. The old man was stabbed into the left chest with a dagger and nailed to the tree trunk. His limbs and head were hanging weakly, and he could no longer feel the slightest trace of life.
Under the tree stood a man holding a dagger. This man wore the same cloak and hat as them. The sideburns on both sides of his ears were cleanly shaved. Although his hair was not long in the middle, it was tied into a braid at the back of his head. There were very few eyebrows, or even none at all. His lips, which were originally very light in color, were blue, with a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
At this time, his pupils were extremely dark, with faint white spots flashing through them. He held a dagger in his blood-stained hand and stared blankly at the big tree in front of him. After feeling the strangeness around him, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his dark pupils returned to normal. .
When Luo Shi saw this, anger emerged in his eyes, and two white bone hammers appeared in his hands, and he smashed them at the man with a loud shout, "Bastard!"
This man had just regained his clarity, and his black and white eyes looked up at Luo Shi, who was killing him, and he quickly shook his head to express his injustice. But in Luo Shi's eyes, it seemed that no matter what he said, you couldn't do it, so he became even more angry and became a little stronger in his hands.
The man looked unhappy, and then he took a step forward. Luo Shi's attack missed him and hit the ground, knocking away a piece of soil. Then Luo Shi turned over, supported the ground with his two hammers, and stepped on the man's face with both feet. However, the man turned slightly sideways again and pushed Luo Shi's body. Luo Shi kicked the air again and fell to the ground. On the ground.
"Boss, why is this Luo Shi so powerful but unable to hit anyone?"
"There's something wrong with that person..."
"I guessed that there was something wrong with this person. What we encountered along the way must be related to him!"
"No, I mean, I feel like there's something wrong with this guy's eyes."
"The big devil is right. I also discovered that every time this person dodges, his pupils will become as black as ink, and then he dodges Luo Shi's attack. It's really incredible."
"And what's even more strange is, why don't I have any impression of this person?" Wu Fan counted on his fingers.
"Ghost Eyes, Bai Yi." Four cold words came from behind Wu Fan's head. When he looked back, he saw that Huang Qilin, who cherished words like gold, had stood behind them at some point, squinting his eyes slightly, as if staring. His own prey is average.
Wu Fan looked at Bai Yi, then glanced at Huang Qilin, and thought: Could a man of few words be so cruel?
The taciturn Huang Qilin won the first place in the Gumen election by grabbing points. Then why did this non-existent Bai Yi nail Mu Fengchun to a tree the first thing he did when he appeared in everyone's sight? Thinking of this, he hurriedly took a few steps aside, for fear of this ignorant person. On a whim, Huang Qilin nailed himself next to Old Man Mu to keep him company.
