Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 39: Blood sacrifice
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“Damn!” Meng Fuyao exploded, “Take advantage of the fire and rob as a bastard!”
However, now is not the time to curse, she is wrestling with the swamp, her whip is so stretched that she will break at any time, she doesn’t dare to forcefully lift the battle north field in an instant, and the red head and black ant, Meng Fuyao used to be in Taiyuan I have seen it somewhere in the jungle, and wherever they go, there are usually only rugged skeletons, animals or people.
Meng Fuyao shivered at the thought of Zhan Beiye becoming such a skeleton.
However, she couldn’t be impatient at this time. Her palm was slightly unstable, and the whip broke. The vines nearby were poisonous and could not be replaced. She was anxious, but she could only hold her breath and hold her breath. With the fastest and safest speed that he can do, he desperately fights the north field upwards.
Ji Yu and the others also avoided the vine and rushed over at this time, their faces paled when they saw the situation.
The group of ants came extremely fast, and in an instant it covered a large swamp. Some ants had already rushed to the side of Zhan Beiye, opening their mouths and biting, and Meng Fuyao’s eyes suddenly went black.
Zhan Beiye was surprisingly calm. He didn’t look at Meng Fuyao at all. He kept staring at the group of ants. When he saw the thing finally approaching, he opened his mouth and blew.
Blowing out a real breath, the ants rolled away suddenly, but Zhan Beiye’s body immediately sank down.
Meng Fuyao opened her eyes, her cold sweat was flowing over her forehead, her eyes were drowning, and her eyes were hot and painful, but she did not dare to wipe the sweat or blink, alternating her hands, slowly pulling Zhan Beiye up, she I quickly calculated it in my heart. Every time Zhan Beiye exhales his true breath, he will sink half a finger distance, but he can pull out one of his fingers every time he uses force. Can pull him out safely.
However, the day did not fulfill the wishes, and at the moment when she converted the result, a very subtle “chat” suddenly came out in the silence.
A small crack appeared on the whip.
The cracking sound was like a horn of death, and everyone’s complexion was suddenly turned pale. Meng Fuyao made a bang in his heart, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
This **** luck!
The whip can no longer be used, once it is broken, there will be no time to save Beiye, but if she watches Zhan Beiye sinking slowly, she can’t die.
Meng Fuyao’s face was pale, his teeth were in his lower lip, and he stared at the slowly expanding crack, his eyes glistening with black eyes.
Zhan Beiye suddenly said, “Shuyao.”
Meng Fuyao was silent.
“Take them away, Ji Yu knows the way. You can leave when you get out of the mountain, don’t disturb the muddy waters of Tiansha.”
Meng Fuyao ignored him.
Zhan Beiye suddenly and slowly pulled out the sword beside him. This action made him sink a little bit, and the cracks in the whip became more and more obvious.
Meng Fuyao was anxious and shouted, “What are you doing to fight Beiye!”
Zhan Beiye only looked at her, and suddenly placed the sword in his hand gently on the mud.
Things laid flat are not so easy to sink. The long sword is still brilliance on the silt. The green shark skin swallows gold, and it hangs crimson like a spike of fire. The blade is sharp like a stream of autumn water, and the hilt is carved with a dragon. In the wild totem, a few strokes fully showed the flying dragon’s gazing posture in the sky. Canglong’s eyes were a huge ruby, red pure and warm, like blood.
“Fuyao…” Zhan Beiye’s voice was low, “Looking at my sword, the hilt is carved with the totem of the Heavenly Fiend Royal Family Blue Dragon in the wild, and the blood spar eyes are the supreme noble sword. God’s Eye, in the legend of our Tiansha imperial clan, the sword **** is transformed into a dragon, descending from the war clan. Every child of the Tiansha imperial clan has his own eyes of the sword **** that no one can touch. Press the **** to that position, and no one can replace it.”
He pressed his **** on the ruby and turned the hilt of his sword, “Fuyao, your dagger is too short to be safe, and this sword is handed to you. From then on, in addition to myself, you can touch the Celestial Clan. The eye of the sword god, and… everything about me.”
Meng Fuyao suddenly shook his head.
She don’t want to listen.
She don’t accept it.
What are these words? Last words?
Who stipulated that she must listen to her final words at this hour? She will not listen to her last words until the end! In any case, the whip has not been broken, even if the whip is broken, she must figure out a way!
Meng Fuyao only thought for a second.
The wind in the woods swept over quietly, swept her black hair like satin, to cover the resolute eyes at this moment.
She suddenly took a deep breath, tilted her head and said to Ji Yu, “You all turn your back to me and walk three feet away.”
Ji Yu was stunned, looked at Zhan Beiye, Meng Fuyao stopped drinking, “Come on!”
Ji Yu gritted his teeth and said, “Come back!” He walked away first.
The soldiers followed silently. A thin soldier walked slowly at the end. He couldn’t help turning his head. Meng Fuyao didn’t have time to pay any attention. She stared at the expanding crack, flogging only after a while.
She closed her eyes and began to undress.
Let down the baggage, take off the dagger, take off the thick outer robe, and all the weighty things on her body, except for the boots, stand barefoot in the mud, and finally take out the fire bag from the baggage, and a bottle of her greed Enjoy bringing the oil specially used for roasting wild things.
Zhan Beiye finished blowing a mouthful of ants, and when she turned her head, she was shocked to find Meng Fuyao undressing. Soon her body was only left with a single coat, her skin like snow and a slender waist and long neck were slightly exposed in the pale morning mist. His shirt couldn’t cover the snow-brocade waistline. It was a bunch of just right gathered. The wind passed through the woods, pasting the thin obscene trousers on the slender legs, outlining the faintly attractive outline. And the beautiful imagination about fullness, about elasticity, about the skin’s moisturization and curves that is triggered by this is more exciting than full exposure.
Zhan Beiye’s face changed immediately.
He struggled from the mud and turned his head, his eyes were red for an instant, and he didn’t even notice the ant approaching. He shouted, “Don’t!”
Meng Fuyao smiled, her mind was agitated at this moment, and it was rare that she could maintain the whip constantly, stepping back gently to tie the whip to the stump.
A few ants climbed up to Zhan Beiye’s waist. He didn’t notice anything, just staring at Meng Fuyao, not looking at the snow skin and jade muscles, not looking at the slender waist and long legs, just looking at her eyes.” Please, don’t!”
In his voice, there were broken voices and crying voices, and the stern voice echoed in the silent forest, and the whole forest was the same, “Don’t! Don’t don’t don’t don’t…”
Meng Fuyao let go of his crazily gaze with a few drops of blood, and said in a low voice, “For our mother…”
She grabbed the Huozhezi and oil and stood up resolutely.
She suddenly stiffened, and then stretched out her hands and lightly took what was in her palm.
Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes and looked over and found that it turned out to be the thin soldier just now. He also took off his clothes at this time. He was only wearing a pair of low-nosed trousers. His exposed upper body and legs were thinner and looked more slender than her. It’s a bit lighter.
He blinked his eyes not to look at Meng Fuyao, smiled a little shyly, and said, “Miss Meng, this is too dangerous, I’ll come.”
After a pause, he said again, “Excuse me to take care of the prince and other brothers.”
Meng Fuyao looked at him, his eyes gradually turning red.
The soldier walked over without turning his head. His two thin shoulders were sharpened like knives, which hurt Meng Fuyao’s eyes.
Zhan Beiye stared at him. At this moment, his eyes were more painful than Meng Fuyao. He said, “Huazi, there is an old mother in your southern home.”
The soldier still had that shy smile and replied, “So please take care of the prince and brothers.”
Zhan Beiye opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the boy had stopped him with a shy but determined smile. He walked to the edge of the swamp, took a deep breath, and suddenly lay down and rolled over.
When the contact area increases and the weight is lighter, it will not sink when rolling on the swamp for a while-this is a truth that anyone who has stayed in the southern jungle knows.
The young man who took off all his weight rolled over, rolled to the side of Zhan Beiye, and rolled to the group of man-eating ants that were eager to eat mankind with their iron claws.
The ants have been fighting the North Wild for a long time, and they have long been impatient. When they saw the fresh meat thrown into the net, they immediately swarmed over.
The young man smiled and quickly applied the bottle of oil to his upper body. The ants climbed up desperately. In an instant, his whole body was covered with ants, and his whole body was half black and half red giant ants. It’s like wearing a black ant suit.
The boy’s facial features were already covered by ants. Those ants couldn’t help but crawled in from his seven orifices, waiting to bite his internal organs. At this time, he could not see his facial features, only his facial muscles. I couldn’t help twisting because of the tragic bone-chewing pain, and the black and red ants were wriggling, like a wild dance with ferocious markings.
He struggled hard, intending to ignite his body with the fire fold in his hand, but he underestimated the terrible ants of this ant, and instantly swept away all the pain of his consciousness, making him lose the strength to spontaneous combustion.
He struggled, panting and turning his head to look at the shore, where Ji Yu and the remaining soldiers knelt on the shore.
Seeing his plea for help, Ji Yu’s face was as white as a dead man, and a line of tears flowed quietly from the man Qingjun’s face, but he still said coldly in the tears, “Let it go!”
The soldiers gritted their teeth, raised their hands together, and projected the ignited fire folder accurately onto the soldier.
Bright red sparks bloomed on the black and red body in an instant, illuminating the gloomy swamp in this area. The fire that burned silently, suddenly the boy became a man of fire, and the ants on the fire were instantly destroyed. Burnt to death, most of them hurriedly climbed down to escape, rolled out like black clouds in batches, but the young man suddenly burst into laughter.
He laughed hoarsely, his vocal cords were bloody, and his vocal cords were full of spikes and murderousness. Those terrible pain and determination broke through the strange mist in the morning, and broke through the layers of poison. Gloomy jungle.
He lay burning in the swamp, and suddenly exhausted his strength to start rolling again. At the ants who fled and tried to climb up to the northern wild again, he used muscles, bones and flesh to ignite a fierce flame. After passing by, the giant ants perish piece by piece.
He rolled around Zhan Beiye, the raging flames singed a circle of fire on the side of Zhan Beiye, some sparks fell on the eyebrows of Zhan Beiye, and he singed his hair or singed out a circle with a chick. Huobao, he didn’t even blink his eyes.
He and Meng Fuyao, one could not move in the swamp, and the other was spotted on the shore, but they never turned their heads to watch this scene. They watched the boy roll in and watched the boy who was not allowed to escape. The ant colony uses the most brutal * method to protect the people he wants to protect.
That is the burden they can’t escape from the responsibility they can’t get rid of. Only when they use the blood of their enemies to repay such sacrifices, can they truly let go of everything and face those who died.
The large swarms of ant colonies were crushed to death and burned to death. No matter how fierce the number of ant colonies were, they could not resist such a ferocious attack. They finally began to retreat, and the spreading black cloud finally slowly collected Bundles, converging, getting thinner and further away, until they fled back to the lair of broken branches, as the devil took back the poisonous sand that poured out of the bottle.
The ants dispersed, and the body of the young man appeared-it was no longer a human body, only the skeleton with fragments of flesh and blood hanging, the coke-colored flesh and blood that was broken into cotton wool, falling off as it moved. .
He is still alive, still rolling.
All eyes were in full view, this inhuman skeleton rolled to the side of the whip that was broken in half, and stretched out a hand with only a few knuckles left, not knowing where it came from, grabbed the whip and pulled it hard. .
The whip was broken, and the young man took the broken whip, pulled it together and tied it tightly, and then tightened it firmly.
His movements are almost as smooth as ordinary people do, and his injuries are unimaginable and he should have died long ago.
At the moment the ants attacked, at the moment when the fire folds burned on him, at the moment when a ball of fire rolled on the side of Zhan Beiye to drive him away, he might die.
No, this young soldier proved the highest definition of patience, determination, and loyalty with an almost miraculous act.
No one can understand what kind of persistence and belief enabled him to break through the maximum pain that the human body can bear, break through the law of death, and accomplish this last key thing.
It was finished, and then relaxed. The boy couldn’t close his eyes, which had no eyelids. He just opened his eyes slightly, showing a little relief, and then the expression slowly faded, like a halo in the waves. Gradually dispersed.
He died on the whip.
When he was dying, there was only a skeleton left, with pieces of coke-like flesh and blood hanging from them.
His hand was left on the whip forever, keeping the knotted posture, frozen forever.
Meng Fuyao sat quietly, tears streaming down his face in the mist in the mountains.
Zhan Beiye suddenly lowered his head and let out a beast-like howl.
“Ah–“
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A flame was lit in the forest, and some scattered flesh and bones were incinerated into ashes.
Zhan Beiye knelt by the fire and collected the ashes with his own hands. The young man’s body was always hung on the whip. No one could take it off, and no one had the heart to take it. Meng Fuyao’s whip was used as his funeral. .
As soon as you succeed, the bones and bones are dead, and on the road before the rise of the hero, the blood of the unknown is spread all over, piercing the barriers of the road with bones.
Put the ashes on his back personally, fighting Beiye’s vaguely, “Let’s go.”
Eleven people have gone to the fourth, Ji Yu still led the remaining six to open the way, Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao followed in silence, but intentionally or unintentionally pulled their bodies out of the formation, shining on the seven people in front .
They really don’t want to see that tragic sacrifice anymore.
Meng Fuyao’s gaze flicked over Zhan Beiye’s hand, his hand was densely covered with blood spots, and many places were bitten. At the moment she was about to roll over the swamp naked and save him with her life, Zhan Beiye forgot To deal with ants.
Close to his side, Meng Fuyao took his hand, took out the gold sore medicine from his arms and applied it to him, and Bei Ye subconsciously shrank his hand, and said, “How precious is the gold sore medicine given by Zong Yue? , Don’t waste it on these small wounds.”
Meng Fuyao ignored him and carefully applied the medicine before saying, “You are the highest martial artist in our team. Using you on you is not a waste, but to save everyone more vitality.”
“I think I hurt them.” Zhan Beiye smiled bitterly, his voice was very low, “Worse, I am still selfishly grateful.”
“Huh?” Meng Fuyao raised her dense long eyelashes.
“I’m glad that Huazi replaced you at the last moment.” Zhan Beiye looked at her solemnly, eyes like golden rice fields under the moonlight, turbulent, full of joy that Meng Fuyao was still alive and the lingering fear of thinking about the future Save, “Otherwise the corpse that died on the whip is you-I would rather sink myself.”
Meng Fuyao said silently for a while, “You have very important things to do, you have to save your mother and fight against Beiye. If you are here just to grab a position with your big brother, I might hesitate. But if you take risks for your mother, I must help.”
“You can’t help like this.” Zhan Kitano’s eyes were painful, “Promise me, protect yourself anyway.”
“I will protect myself.” Meng Fuyao stared at the gradually dissipating mist, and said lightly, “In that tomb where nothing is known, I will also protect you.”
She had a calm look in her eyes, and her tone was light and firm, while subconsciously touching the burden on her chest, she kept her gaze, and then uttered a scream that she could never have made.
“Where is the mouse?”
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The mouse hangs on a vine not far from the swamp.
Meng Fu ran back staggeringly, remembering that she had relieved her burden next to the swamp, Master Yuan Bao probably got out at that time–As for the consequences of getting out, Meng Fuyao dare not think, she just used the most He ran back to the swamp quickly, lying on the ground desperately searching, hoping to find Lord Yuanbao, but also afraid of finding a small skeleton or a small mummy.
As a result, she found Lord Yuan Bao hanging on the vines that had forced them to retreat into the swamp.
Meng Fuyao held his breath and carefully observed the one who knew nothing about life or death—it was quiet, eyes closed, his coat was a bit dull, and his body was a bit dirty…no difference from before, no signs of life or death were visible.
Meng Fuyao deflected his head one hundred and eighty degrees, and lay down on the ground desperately observing the pink belly of Lord Yuan Bao-in extremely subtle, fluctuations together.
“Huh—” Meng Fuyao let out a breath, almost paralyzed.
After breathing a sigh of relief, she began to yell, “Dead mouse! Where can I not sleep? Why do you want to sleep in this damned place, not even say hello, it scares me to death!”
Master Yuan Bao was awakened by her scolding, lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her, lazily got up, lazily lifted the vine leaves as the quilt, lazily kicked away the stumbling cane, and stepped out of style. Thousand kinds of catwalks came towards Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao’s eyes almost fell out.
Is this the poison ivy that just opened its teeth and danced its claws, flashing spikes and spraying gray-green poisonous sap, forcibly driving them into the swamp and killing two lives?
This is obviously the loofah vine on the flower stand in the backyard of Master Yuan Bao’s house!
The “loofah vine” draped obediently at the feet of Master Yuan Bao. The small red thorns are still there, but they don’t seem to have any influence on Master Yuan Bao. Meng Fuyao’s eyes looked at Yuan Bao almost as if he was watching Superman.
She didn’t know that even though Master Yuanbao immediately fell into a period of weakness after the infrasound, out of the animal’s self-protection instinct, it naturally emits invisible to humans, but makes other dangerous animals and plants avoid it. The smell, but the smell is slight, it can only protect itself.
And Master Yuanbao is indeed not afraid of general poisons.
Ya took a catwalk, stepped honorably on Meng Fuyao’s palm, lay down, and continued to sleep.
Meng Fuyao stared at the guy for a long while, and had the urge to bite it down, but in the end he had to put it in his arms again in an anguish, just about to get up, and suddenly realized that there was an unusual color among the vines.
She stood still, frowned and thought for a while, drew out her dagger and wanted to be forward, and Bei Ye had already pierced the long sword out of her side.
His long sword hit the empty space, and when he retracted it, he could hear the crisp sound of hitting a hard object. After fighting with Beiye Meiyixuan, he gave a soft “Huh”, picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and flicked his finger. The stone flew, but there was no expected impact sound. Meng Fuyao already said, “Is this empty behind?”
She stepped back and looked up at the vines. This was the road she had walked before. These vines were originally hanging from a towering old tree. The old tree was extremely huge, but it was hollow in the middle, covering half of the cliff. Because of the taboo of the double-headed cliff snake, everyone saw all the cliffs subconsciously avoiding them, and they didn’t notice that there was a mystery behind them.
Zhan Beiye stepped back, exchanged glances with Ji Yu, and suddenly said, “Is it here?”
Ji Yu said, “The book records that there are two ancient trees in front of the cave…This is one.” He looked at it carefully, “Ah,” said, “It turns out that there are two ancient trees. Years and months, the roots of the trees have grown together, and they look like one plant. It is ridiculous that I have been looking for a hole hidden by two old trees.”
Meng Fu patted the Lord Yuan Bao in his arms, and praised, “I think you lost it well, and the place to sleep is also good. If it wasn’t for you, we would have to take a lot of wrongdoing. What trouble is there again.”
Master Yuan Bao slept horribly, and he could do great things without knowing it.
Standing at the entrance of the cave, a cold air from far away, gloomy, the mountain was originally humid and foggy, but the cold in the cave was especially fragile. I only stood for a while, and everyone’s sweat was dry. Up.
The Karst landform of the karst cave has always been bizarre and varied. Those stalagmites that took hundreds of millions of years to form are connected with the stalactites, stone mantles, and stone flowers hanging down from the roof of the cave, turning into two thick stone pillars with a small middle and a small middle. The light shining in, shining with a bright silvery white light, like a jade carved like an ice sculpture, with no dazzling beauty.
The width of the cave is different. The width of the cave is like a small playground. The narrow place also accommodates two people in parallel, a line of people in long rows, walking cautiously, Meng Fuyao always remembers what he saw behind the vine. The shadow of… what is that?
The light and shadow of Huozhezi swayed, pulling everyone’s figure slender on the ground, mixing with the shadows of those stone pillars. Meng Fuyao listened to the hollow footsteps, somehow he felt a little nervous, palms Sweat slowly.
Suddenly, a warm hand stretched out and gently held her. The palm was dry and the gesture was firm. Meng Fu shook his head. In the swaying fire, he saw Jun Kitano’s side, the outline as deep as a knife. But the three-dimensional, her eyes were bright and soft, she looked like she saw a hole of light, as if she was walking towards the tomb of the cursed Dagun tribe, but the scenery in front of her was boundless and the spring blossoms.
Meng Fuyao smiled, slowly withdrew his hand, and said with his mouth, “I’m fine.”
Zhan Beiye retracted his gaze, his eyes darkened at this moment, but he still smiled at her with a vigorous vigor.
Meng Fuyao responded with a smile, but his smile suddenly froze.
Ahead, on top of Ji Yu’s head, a black shadow half-person tall appeared at some point, silently hanging upside down from the top of the cave, pecking straight towards the top of Ji Yu’s head.
Meng Fuyao raised his leg and rushed over.
Ji Yu suddenly drew his sword without looking back.
He drew his sword as fast as the sword was in his hands, and the moment the sword was pulled out, the long sword leaped straight up like smoke and violently, and pierced the black shadow above his head.
“Hey!”
A plume of blood shot, splashed with white stalactites, the black shadow screamed, and flicked past Ji Yu’s head, fanning a wind with death and blood.
Ji Yu’s sword light has been chasing after him without stopping. With a horizontal sword in the air, the thing was instantly split in half, still maintaining a high-speed flying posture until it hit a stalagmite, and The stalagmites shattered and fell to the ground together.
In the gravel, with black wings exposed, it turned out to be a huge bat.
Meng Fuyao stared at the bat and murmured, “Could it be an ancestor of a bat, so big…” Suddenly, she felt that the front was dark and there was a fishy wind, and she raised her eyes.
Then she coughed and coughed as she coughed, “I take back what I just said, this is not a bat ancestor, this is a bat grandson…”
A large black cloud suddenly appeared at the entrance of a narrow cave in front of it, whizzing towards it, but when you look closely, there are a large group of bats, which are beyond imagination, and the smallest is as big as the one just now.
Zhan Beiye has drew his sword and flew out, faster than Ji Yu, and drank low as he moved forward, “The formation, seven stars!”
The well-trained black wind knights immediately stood in their positions and displayed their weapons, waiting to protect Meng Fuyao in the center again, but Meng Fuyao preempted the position of Tianshu, “killing the sky” Hei Guangyi Flash, slashed at the leading bat first.
The bat has a slight golden color on its belly, green eyes, and sharp teeth. Seeing Meng Fuyao dared to take the initiative to provoke, he was furious, and his wings instantly curled up with a gust of wind, like a steel plate.
The beast thought that Meng Fuyao had to let this shot be unstoppable. He didn’t want Meng Fuyao to smile. When she turned around, she suddenly disappeared. Suddenly a black wind soldier appeared behind the bat and cut off its wings. Fuyao’s dagger also instantly changed its position and plunged into the belly of another giant bat.
Blood splashing, beast corpses flying horizontally, hundred warriors plus two masters, and the seven-star array that transforms thousands of ends. Even though these bats are cunning and huge, they are just a one-sided killing, especially the Black Wind Cavalry. The tragic and helpless frustration of the companions along the way was all vented on these bats, killing mercilessly. A layer of sticky blood soon accumulated on the ground, and the air was soaked by the foul and cold smell, and it fell heavily on the people. Breathing room.
The bats saw that the situation was not good. At first, one bat made a weird cry. The rest of the bats flew up and rushed out. Several people were tired of killing, and they stopped all dirty and blood. Suddenly, I saw the bat swarm flying for the first half of the time, suddenly making a turn and dive, rushing to the wall of the cave where Meng Fuyao and others had inserted the Huozhe, and ran away as soon as he stretched out his claws and grabbed the Huozhe.
“Mom’s treacherous!” Meng Fuyao yelled, raising his hand to “kill the sky” and flew out into black light, piercing several bats with a single knife. Except for the battle of Beiye, the others shot their weapons and shot fire with electric shots. There are not many Huozhe bats left, and the next way is absolutely impossible without Huozhe. These bats have an IQ close to human beings, and they are unable to attack, so they want to cut their back.
Seeing the bats with the middle knife falling, the Huozhe tumbling down, but with a flash of black light, bats rushed over immediately and all their wings blocked, blocking Huozhe, and flew away.
Meng Fuyao stared at these “high IQ” bats dumbfounded, and muttered, “Is this a bat or an assassin? If he misses a hit, he will go back, and the enemy will be saved. This damned Changhan Mountain, Why are the things born so awesome?”
“The Dagun clan was originally a clan of alien art in the legend, otherwise it would not have been exterminated by the imperial court a hundred years ago.” Zhan Beiye clenched the sword in his hand and said, “Take a check, how many are left in the fire book ?”
The result of the inventory is very frustrating. There are only two Huozhes left. In the swamp, to help the soldier* startling the ants, I have used too much of this thing, and the rest is not enough to support it. Hard to say.
“Save a little bit,” Zhan Kitano blew off the fire, “Everyone is not a weak hand, use your ears instead of eyes.”
He took Meng Fuyao’s hand and said, “Don’t refuse, now we are safest only if we walk together.”
Meng Fuyao smiled, didn’t take out his hand any more, and stroked his palm thinly with his fingers. He smiled for a while, “Well… your hand is actually not big… Ah, you turned out to be a severed palm,” The main soldier talisman, the man broke the palm of the hand to the outline’, congratulations, congratulations, but this kind of palm is big-tempered, temperamental, emphasizing love and righteousness, persevering in personality and never give up halfway, hey, the typical coffin does not shed tears…”
“What are you whispering,” Zhan Beiye laughed, “It’s like a stick.”
Meng Fuyao was about to answer. Suddenly, he slipped under his feet. Something slipped past. The thing slipped very slightly, not even like an entity. It was like a wind passing by shallowly, and Meng Fuyao even felt it.” The wind lifted the trousers, and a cool air came in.
Without a word, she raised her hand and slashed to the ground, feeling that the dagger touched the thing almost slippery, and passed over the back of the thing with a chuckle, and the cool blood sprayed on the back of her hand, Meng Fuyao suddenly remembered something Something, his face turned pale.
Two-headed cliff snake.
When the fire came on, it was Zhan Beiye who quickly lit up the fire. He saw that there was a double-headed cliff snake on the ground. His face changed immediately. He squatted down and carefully checked Meng Fu’s ankle, “I was bitten? Wound, wound. What?”
“No.” Meng Fu shook his feet, “I didn’t bite me.”
That said, everyone couldn’t help looking at each other. It’s really a bad thing to find the double-headed cliff snake here. This kind of snake condenses and smokes into the fog without making a sound. It can’t be distinguished by hearing at all, but the fire is not enough. Now it’s dead after waiting to go to the tomb, and now there is no need to be bitten by a snake or die.
Zhan Beiye said, “Why didn’t you bite you?” He lifted his eyes and looked forward. There was a rugged rock wall in front of him—the end was reached, and there was no way.
“The tomb is near here.” Zhan Beiye looked around, “It’s not that bad. There must be a reason why the snake doesn’t bite people. There should be the Dagun tomb nearby. Be careful and let me go out alive.”
The crowd slowly dispersed, searching for the entrance of the tomb with that little light, Meng Fuyao murmured, “Candle, flashlight, ruler, watch, brush, compass, magnesium bar, match, shovel, pen… Oh.”
“What is this?” someone asked in her ear.
“Grave Robber…oh no archaeology…” Meng Fuyao blinked and looked at Zhan Beiye, “treacherous.”
“Fuyao, where on earth are you from?” Zhan Beiye looked at her deeply, “You have never been like a person from this continent.”
“I come from this tomb.” Fuyao joked, but a faint melancholy appeared in his heart. If one day, he returned to the Wuzhou Continent, would he walk into the tomb belonging to the people of this world in some archaeology? Re-meeting the deceased in the coffin of those Baoding ear chamber murals?
Will you lift the golden mask of the ancient wet corpse wrapped in silk, gold and jade armor in the inner coffin, and see your unforgettable face?
What kind of feeling will it feel like a dream through time and space?
Shaking his head, throwing aside the strange and congested feeling in his heart, Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand and pulled out a black wind knight’s iron cone, selected a piece of ground, inserted it diagonally down, and pulled out a little bit of soil. Take a look, put it aside, plug and unplug it again, five times and three times.
Zhan Beiye stood by silently, watching her strange behavior, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.
Looking carefully at the pulled out soil and the copper, iron, pottery and other attachments on it, and sniffing the smell of the soil blocks and iron cones, Meng Fuyao sighed, “Five-flower soil…Unfortunately, it is not Luoyang shovel. ……But you can see a general idea.”
She stood up and said, “Just under this cave, I don’t know how the Dagun people built the tomb below the cave, but there should be a downward cave below.”
She probably drew a position on the ground, and said, “It’s a huge tomb. It looks like a seven-spoke and seven-coupon vault. There are no ordinary people buried in it… Try it here.”
The small area she was referring to, slightly downward in the hole, was a bit dark and had stone pillars, and it looked nothing unusual.
A black wind cavalry walked over, searched on the ground, and shook his head.
When he stood up, he touched a stalagmite behind him, and the stalagmite suddenly split, and the soldier glanced at him inadvertently, and his face suddenly changed.
His “Ah” scream rushed out of his throat, and his voice was frozen in his throat as soon as he screamed.
In an instant, Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye skimmed from left to right, and Zhan Beiye rushed forward before Meng Fuyao. The man was in the air, the sword glow flashed red, and he had already slashed towards it while protecting Meng Fuyao. stalagmite.
The stalagmite suddenly fell down, letting Zhan Beiye pass as if there was life, and rolled straight to Meng Fu’s feet!