My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

When the stone wall completely blocked the way back, Yan Shou gasped in embarrassment, looked at Dongfang Bubai gratefully, and his hand was held backwards by him, "Thank you, Bai Yi, if you hadn't pulled me away just now." Fuck, I'm afraid it will be crushed into meat sauce."

Dongfang Bubai snorted and put his hand down, but Yan Shou grabbed his wrist again, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Uh." Yan Shou explained with a guilty conscience, "Well, there are dangers everywhere here, so we can take care of each other more."

"Hehe, it seems that you two have a very close relationship." Taoist Xuanzhen was old after all, looking at them, he couldn't help sighing, "Now we are going through adversity together."

Just when Yan Shou felt a little embarrassed, Jiang Dalong, who was walking in front, lowered his head and found something and was startled and turned around and shouted, "It's Fu Zhongren, he's dead."

Yan Shou's heart was shocked, although he knew that Fu Zhongren would not live long, but he did not expect it to be so soon.

The few of them walked over and saw Fu Zhongren's body lying on the ground. The skin on his face was scraped off, his face was completely changed, and his two eyeballs were protruding. Tired slowly moved on the flesh and blood, making goosebumps pop out.

Faced with such a tragic situation, everyone remained silent and chose to continue walking. Yan Shou obviously felt that Jiang Dalong was panting heavily and was extremely irritable.

It is even more impossible to turn back now, but no one knows if there is an exit to go out in front.

Did Liu Huaiyu bring them in just to take their lives?

When the four black coffins appeared, Jiang Dalong couldn't help it. He raised his head angrily and shouted, "Liu, come out to me, if you have the ability to fight me, don't play tricks!"

As he spoke, he hit the coffin board with his palm and smashed it into pieces.

Yan Shou was also extremely anxious, but he still persuaded, "Don't be impulsive, Hero Jiang, it's useless to shout like this."

"Then what can we do?" Jiang Dalong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his blood was filled with anger, "Could it be that we are going to die here one by one, your eyes can see it, these four coffins are reserved for us!"

"Yan Shaoxia, why don't you let this old man go, anyway, he's going to die anyway, it's the same if he dies sooner or later." Xuanzhen Taoist also opened his mouth and said.

Yan Shou frowned, ten of them came in, dead and crazy, now Song Zhengjie and Wu Ri don't know if they are still alive, now there are only four of them left, this situation really makes people panic.

Looking at Dongfang Bubai at the side, they were more or less affected, but only this person remained so indifferent.

Yan Shou watched him, and the uneasiness in his heart miraculously eased, and he even recalled all the things he had just encountered.

When he thought of Zhao Wuqian's death, his eyes lit up, and there was a hint of joy on his face, "We will definitely be able to get out."

Jiang Dalong thought he was just deceiving himself, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and sneered, "Get out? How do we get out? If we go further, who knows if there are poisonous tongues, poisonous insects, poisonous scorpions, poisonous spiders and so on waiting for us."

Yan Shoudao, "Don't worry Jiang Daxia, do you still remember how Zhao Wugan died?"

"Zhao Wugan? Wasn't he killed by someone crushing his breastbone..." Jiang Dalong was reminded by him, and his mind became clearer, "That is to say, there are other people here besides us!"

"Yes, whether that person is Liu Huaiyu or not, he will go out anyway, and as long as we find him, we can go out!" Yan Shou nodded and said, "Now let's not panic, no matter what happens next Whatever happens, we have to work together to deal with it!"

The author has something to say: um＠(￣-￣)＠will be going out soon