Ping Xie's Life and Death Qi Kuo

He froze for a moment, didn't speak, and then lowered his head to stare at his palm prints.The surrounding environment was dim, and I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and there was an inexplicable smoldering fire in his chest.Every time I ask him a question, I always have such a silent and repulsive attitude, even if we have experienced life and death between us, even if he has different feelings for me!

It was like this ten years ago, and it will still be like this ten years later!When on earth would he drop the sentence "It has nothing to do with you", and then pat his ass and leave without looking back!I don't know, and I don't want to know!I have always been brooding about the path he chose for me on his own initiative, and this feeling became stronger after knowing the fact that he might like me.Poker bottle is a very purposeful person, in other words, he is an extremely stubborn person, once he decides on something, ten bulls will not be able to pull it back.If he had been selfish and hadn't guarded the so-called bronze gate, who would have known even if the world was destroyed? Who would have blamed him?It's a pity that there is no if, Zhang Qiling is Zhang Qiling, every decision he makes will not be discussed with anyone, nor will anyone stop him.Poker bottle is too powerful, so powerful that it makes me feel scared and fearful, because I know that I don't have the same ability to stand beside him, let alone stop him from making decisions, just like ten years ago... But what I want, It is walking forward side by side, not always being protected behind, hiding in the bronze barrier he built, even if he said it was for my own good.

Fuck it for my own good!

"Since you don't say anything, then Master Zhang, let's go, I'm tired..."

I'm really tired, and I don't want to worry about what is important in his eyes.Perhaps after being injured, the human heart's ability to bear has also declined, and it is actually depressed to this point just because of a tepid remark, but Boyoufeng has this ability.I turned my back to him and closed my eyes. The weakness after the injury made me fall into a drowsy state again. My eyelids became heavier and heavier, and my consciousness began to blur.I don't know whether that sentence was said in a dream or asked in reality: "In your heart, me or Ultimate, who is more important..."

In a daze, the familiar temperature seemed to come from the lips again, and I vaguely heard the voice of Poker Bottle: "Nothing is more important than you..."

It's a dream!what a dream

When I woke up again, it was already the next night.This sleep was really solid, and the body and mind were as comfortable as being reborn.Although the wound is still aching, the sticky feeling is gone, and the blood on the bandage has faded a lot. It should be that Poker Bottle changed the medicine for me a few times during my sleep.

"Awake?"

His voice is light and nice.

"Ah."

"Eat something." After finishing speaking, he buried his head and continued with the movements in his hands.After he said this, I really felt hungry, after all, I hadn't eaten for two days.Boyouping crushed the compressed biscuits and boiled them in the stove. The taste is quite fragrant, but the appearance is a bit disgusting, sticky and sticky. It reminds me of the paste made by pasting couplets when I was a child. I lost my appetite just looking at it!

Seeing the resistance on my face, Poker Ping moved the mouth of the bowl closer and said softly: "It tastes bad but you have to eat it, otherwise you will be hungry."

I froze for a moment, how could this tone sound like coaxing a child!I'm not that hypocritical.Fighting is not a trip, and when life and death are at stake, I'm afraid I don't even have to eat paste. I still have the awareness of this.But enlightenment belongs to enlightenment, this thing is really fucking unpalatable, I almost swallowed it with my brows closed and my eyes closed, it was no different from a child swallowing medicine.So when I opened my eyes, I saw the corner of Poker Ping's mouth twitching in a smile that was not a smile, and I cursed in my heart: You did it on purpose!

After I finished eating, I tidied up a bit, and Poker Bottle said we had to leave, so I nodded.After staying here for two days, I don't know what the fat man and the others should be in a hurry. Besides, I don't know if they have gotten rid of the group of red-haired monsters, but Poker said that they can handle it, so it shouldn't be a big problem, plus They have all the equipment in their hands, so what I should worry about most now is how to get out of this place and meet them again!

Pokerfing looked at the distance to the entrance of the cave, and finally decided to give up going out from the entrance of the cave. He was fine, but adding me would not work, so there was only one way left.I retrieved the wolf eye that fell into the hole together, but it was broken. If I knew the quality of this thing was so poor, I should have asked Wang Meng to buy a reinforced anti-fall version!But fortunately, Boyoufeng brought a fire book, which is guaranteed by his ancestors. If there is no fire source in this place, it will be impossible to move forward!

But we didn't have many fire pockets. When Pokerfing came after him, he couldn't get anything in time. The shoulder bag on him was his own tool.People generally have this habit, not that others are not well prepared, but that only your own things can make you feel at ease.But don't ask me why he brings so little!The members of the Zhang family brought something with them when they went down to fight, that's for your face!I flipped through it, and sure enough, apart from the compressed biscuits, there were compass, fire pockets, touch gold charms and some messy things that can only be seen in antique shops, huh?Why are there still yellow symbols?I swear in my heart: Is it possible that the boring oil bottle will still do this kind of practice?

Clean it up again, I don't expect Poker Bottle to bring explosives or something, this guy has always disliked the current practice of tomb robbers blowing up tombs at every turn, or he doesn't like it at all.If the fat man knows about it, he must be educated again, and spread the benefits of modern technology for the convenience and benefit of the people.But in the end he gave me a short blade for self-defense.I have been in the antique business for a long time, and I am used to thinking about things subconsciously when I get them.

His mother's Poker Bottle gave me a fish sausage sword!The so-called fish intestine sword is written in "The Spring and Autumn Period of Wuyue·Wang Liao Shi Gongzi Guang Biography": Shi Zhuanzhu puts the fish intestine sword into the fish and enters it.The meaning probably means that this weapon is so small that it can be hidden in the belly of a fish. Regarding the Yugu Zhuanzhu, it refers to the allusion that Zhuanzhu put the dagger in the belly of a fish to assassinate King Liao of Wu, which is similar to Jing Ke's assassination of Qin, so It is also regarded as the sword of bravery and one of the top ten famous swords in ancient China.But this baby is obviously nothing in the eyes of Poker Bottle, it looks like I have a lot of them, do you want them!

Thinking about it, the Zhang family doesn't have any antiques, so it seems like I haven't seen the world.But it's one thing not to have seen the world, I still have to fool this sword over after I go out, I can't let Poker Ping waste this treasure in vain.

"concentrate!"

Just as he was lost in thought, a kind reminder from Poker Bottle came from his ear.How did he see that I was stupefied in this pitch black, and the slander was all slander, but I withdrew my heart and focused on groping the way.

The previous section of the road was passed by Boyouping, and there was no danger, so we didn't have a book for lighting the fire, and basically relied on Boyouping to support me. In this situation, the source of fire is very precious, so we can save it if we can.But gradually I felt something was wrong, the corridor seemed to be sloping downwards, because my body felt a forward lean, and there was a strange smell here!The reason why we chose this road just now is because we felt the flowing air. There are very few underground caves in Niudongping, and the air convection means that it is likely to lead to the ground.

"Brother, Huozhezi!"

Poker-Face also realized that his consciousness was wrong, so he lit a torch in response.Then the flames, I glanced around, this corridor is longer than we imagined.It's been more than ten minutes since we walked, but the front is still dark, and there is no feeling of going back to the ground. On the contrary, we feel that we are going more and more underground.What makes me even more strange is that the shape of this tunnel is too weird, I can't describe it, it feels like a rotten hole.If it is a naturally formed cave, unless most of the cave is circular, but this is obviously not a cave.

Poker Bottle uttered a "tsk", and leaned towards the cave wall, his oddly long fingers slid a line on it, I was attracted by his action.It was too dark just now, so I realized that the cave wall is densely packed with palm-wide grooves, messy and without any structure, but there is one thing, the grooves are all extending in the direction we came from.

"It was dug!"

Poker bottle looked at me and frowned.