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The cold knife edge was already attached to Zhao Shitu's neck.The neck was astonishingly hot, and the knife was astonishingly cold.

Shangguanqing's gaze met Zhao Shitu's, and he quickly dropped it.

Why do you want to avoid it?

Zhao Shitu tried his best to suppress the dizziness and nausea, and looked at the other person's face intently. He found that Shangguanqing's gaze was up and down, as if to indicate something.

With a chill in his heart, he followed the other party's sight and chased after him. On Shangguan Qing's waist, next to the belt that tied the knife, he found a black bag with a drooping bottom and a bulging bag filled with things.

He suddenly understood, raised his folding fan, and put it against the blade on his neck: "Shangguanqing, if you are stubborn, don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

He used his wrist to push the blade, but his wrist had already run out of strength, so he could only put on a posture.Shangguanqing noticed it immediately, and Zhao Shitu saw a flash of surprise on his face, and then, the blade moved away calmly according to the angle of the fan bone.

The two turned their backs to the horse's head and chopped off, pretending to remove a few moves.Zhao Shitu took a wrong step to approach him, twitched the fan with his right hand, copied two fingers to the opponent's waist, reached into the black pocket, and with a light pinch, he felt out the contents.

It was a round bullet, just big enough to be pinched between two fingers. The texture of the bullet was dry and rough, and the surface was covered with fluttering powder.

It was sulfur, and Zhao Shitu recognized it immediately. This projectile was a thunderbolt sold in the Dunhuang Firearms Hall.

The thunderbolt will explode violently when it collides. Although it is small in size, its power is quite astonishing. It can even be used to blow up mountains and rocks. If it is cast in a narrow tomb passage, it will definitely make the ceiling of the ancient tomb collapse faster.Zhao Shitu cast an inquiring look at Shangguan Qing, and saw him nodding his head slightly.

He made up his mind, crossed Shangguanqing's shoulder, and made an unexpected throw, throwing the projectile straight to the enemy's feet.

Ma Touzhan was taken aback, and instinctively took a step back. The thunderbolt fell between the two sides, and after a bang, a cloud of thick smoke rose.

The expected explosion did not come, only smoke, a big cloud of black smoke.It turned out that this was a smoke bomb, and the dust in the black smoke invaded the eyes and ears, which could confuse the enemy's sight.

Although there was no explosion, Zhao Shitu was choked by the sudden thick smoke, his eyes went dark, and he almost passed out.

He staggered a step and was grabbed by the wrist.

Shangguanqing took his arm, led him out of the thick smoke, and ran wildly in the corridor.

Zhao Shitu has walked many roads, but he has never been so tired from running. The ground keeps shaking, and the darkness in front of his eyes seems to be endless. His legs seem to be tied with thorns, and every step he takes will cause great pain.

Ma Touzhan seems to have been left behind, he is not sure, he has no energy to pay attention, the unknown poison is eroding his limbs and bones, he is hot all over, but there is no place where he does not feel cold, the chill is piercing his heart Biting, but the wrist is warm.

Because the palm holding him was warm, firm and strong.

The figure in black swayed in front of him.Qingfeng has been retracted into the sheath, just now when the blade rests on his neck, it feels like a fleeting dream, seems to be far away, yet also unreal.

In his drowsy mind, there was still a vague sense of rejoicing, and the joyful feeling was doubled by the pain, like swallowing a large bowl of bitter medicine down his throat, and finally tasted a trace of sweetness at the end.

He was glad that the person who ran ahead was still his friend, not his enemy.

"Shangguan..." He called out uncontrollably, his voice was low and hoarse.

The person in front didn't look back, but just clenched their hands tighter.

The sound outside was getting closer and closer, the ground trembled from time to time, every step felt like stepping on cotton.He had no choice but to keep running.

He has gradually lost his sense of time and distance. He doesn't know how long he has been running, but the dome above his head has not collapsed. He doesn't know whether his speed is fast enough or a miracle happened.

He finally saw the sun.

However, the strange atmosphere outside the ancient tomb made him feel uncomfortable instinctively. It took him some time to adapt to the light, and finally opened his eyes, only then did he discover the reason for the strangeness.

The two sides of the fierce battle just now were gone, and looking around, the Shinto in front of the Buddhist temple was actually full of people lying in disarray.

The sound of fighting also disappeared without a trace, like water evaporating under the sun.

Everyone who fell to the ground was miserable, and the battle just now caused them both to lose. Some of them had already turned into corpses, and some were fatally wounded, enduring endless torture in a miserable silence.

Everyone fell to the ground, only one was left standing.

Brother Li!

Although Brother Li is standing, his condition is no better than those who are lying down. His body is full of weapons, knives, swords, daggers, and even arrows with arrow hairs. These weapons have different shapes and lengths, but They were all sharp, and the sharp blade penetrated his body from all angles, mercilessly, as if it was not a body of flesh and blood, but a target made of wood.

Blood was hanging from the sharp blade, gurgling on the ground, gathering into a pool.

Even so, he still stood, with his hands raised above his head, desperately supporting the fallen giant Buddha.

Zhenlongshi did not fall down, not because of a miracle, but because of the support of Brother Li, who tried his best in this melee, knocking down everyone, just to defend this exit.

Zhao Shitu felt that the blood all over his body was rushing into his throat, his chest was blocked and stuffy, and he felt uncomfortable like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. He shouted Brother Li's name and wanted to run over, but the soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead. I can't even lift it up.

When Brother Li saw the two of them, his eyes widened slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a weak smile.But his smile soon froze around his mouth, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, burning his chest red.

His pupils became more and more cloudy and dimmer, but Zhao Shitu still understood the last look left in them.

He didn't throw his life lightly, nor did he act rashly. With unshakable courage, he fought those desperadoes to the last moment in order to rescue his companions.

Zhao Shitu gritted his teeth loudly, in order to fight back the hot tears in his eyes, he forced himself to raise his unconscious left arm, clenched his bloody fist, pressed it against the palm of his right hand, and made a clasping salute, He said in an extremely solemn tone, "Brother Li, thank you for saving your life."

Hearing these words, Brother Li finally closed his eyes in relief, and fell on his back.

The giant Buddha statue fell to the ground, rolled over him, rolled along the slope of the Shinto path, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like a heavy hammer, it hit the entrance of the ancient tomb.

Zhao Shitu stared blankly, unable to say a word.

Shangguan Qing grabbed his shoulders and forced him to run in the opposite direction. The two of them climbed up to the end of the ramp and fell to the ground together.

There was a loud bang from behind, and the dragon-suppressing stone broke from the middle and collapsed.The stones on the upper floor also lost their center of gravity and fell into the gap, one floor after another. The originally neat and majestic square tower collapsed in an instant. The continuous sound fell into the ground together.

After an unknown amount of time, the tremors on the ground finally stopped.

The ancient tomb of Loulan, which had been silent for hundreds of years, was turned into ruins amidst the flying dust.

The people who fell in front of the ancient tomb had no time to escape, some were crushed under the stones, some were buried in the smoke and dust, and there was no one else.

Zhao Shitu was still lying on the ground, and asked weakly, "Matouchou... did you catch up?"

Shangguan sat up briskly, glanced into the ruins, and replied: "Not yet, but these rocks may not be able to trap him."

Zhao Shitu immediately understood what the other party meant, and if Shangguanqing escaped with confidence, he would definitely be able to do it.How could a person with such martial arts be trapped in a mere mausoleum.

Zhao Shitu put his elbows on the ground and forced himself to sit up: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go too..."

However, his strength was on the verge of exhaustion, and before he finished speaking, he tilted his head like a kite with a broken string and fell down.