[Tomb Raiders Notes] Play to the depths, enter the venue by yourself

The Sacred Tree of Qinling Mountains

Just as Wu Xiegang met those blood-red eyes, his whole body instantly became dazed. In a trance, he only felt that he was falling in the darkness, falling again, as if he was falling into an endless abyss, and all his perceptions seemed to be gradually fading away. Consciousness gradually blurred, at this moment, Wu Xie's chest suddenly felt a chill, and the scabbard tied to his hand also lit up, "Om——"

Wu Xie's mind cleared up in an instant, and he immediately knew that his eyes were evil, and he immediately wanted to close his eyes and stop looking at this blood-red monster, but found that the one-eyed snake made a final pounce on him, facing him directly. The door rushed, and Wu Xie, who had no strength to escape at all, had time to close his eyes subconsciously. He tried his best to swing his limbs and struggled wildly. He felt as if his hands had caught something, and then his whole body was violently hit again, and Wu Xie's eyes suddenly went dark. When I was conscious again, I just felt sleepy all over, I couldn't open my eyes, and my whole body seemed to be trapped by something, and I couldn't move no matter how hard I struggled.

And not far away, there is a cheerful and frivolous male voice who has been chattering at an extremely fast speed, "I said, brother Qingyan, is your formation reliable this time? Look at how happy and funny this snake is shaking. I have a little intention of going down, I am tired of it because it is not up or down... You said that the candle nine shades are not bad, why did those ancestors only think about refining oil? Hey, Qing Yan, you Wait, didn't you say that you will arrange the next one after observing for half an hour? We don't have half a cup of tea, and we are not in a hurry. Let the snake tremble for a while, don't you think so? Look at each of you , and they all kept silent, really meaningless. Didn’t I say to talk more last time? Could it be that I want to find a way to set up a family rule to stipulate the minimum number of words to say every day? Or one more eloquence training? We Zhang But...but I'm hungry after seeing this snake for a long time, and speaking of it, the snake soup I tasted at Di Wang's last time was really good...Qing Yan, why don't we go there again when we have some time, to play the autumn wind?"

Wu Xie was so irritated by the non-stop voice, and the voice was too different from the modern voice, more like a dialect somewhere, he couldn't understand what it meant at all, he tried to open his eyes, but As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that it seemed to be on a place similar to the bronze tree altar. He returned to the bronze tree?But there are not so many air roots here, and there are a few more buildings and statues. Zhang Yanzheng, who is wearing a white Taoist robe, tied his hair and wears a Taoist crown, is standing indifferently below him, looking up at what he is looking at carefully. And that voice that hasn't stopped until now was made by a man next to Zhang Yan with a [hair bun] on the back of his head, Ming-style plain hair, and a man wearing a black night clothes. Holding Zhang Yan's shoulder and talking constantly, even if Zhang Yan didn't reply, he didn't care at all. Not far away from them, including himself, there were people standing in twos and threes wearing the same style of clothing as the talking man. Most of them were men, and there were fewer women. But they were all silent like Zhang Yan, standing still like sculptures and background panels, only reacted and moved when the man who had been talking next to Zhang Yan said something or pointed to the past, but these actions reflected With their subtle expressions, it seems more like they have to do it out of desperation.

Wu Xie was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to call Zhang Yan, but found that there was something wrong with Zhang Yan. Although the clothes were still the same clothes, Zhang Yan's clothes were already dirty before, and the whole person looked much younger, as if he was only ten years old. He looks seven or eight years old, his face is still a little immature, but more of it is cold, and he looks more indifferent and unfriendly than the stuffy aura before, only when he sees those around him It is only slightly calmer when people look over occasionally.

I don't know why the chatterbox next to him ignored the cold air and chattered endlessly, or he was singing a one-man show without getting tired of it when everyone else was silent.Wu Xie looked at the man who had never stopped talking from the beginning to the end, and felt that there were a lot of flaws in his words. Suddenly, he admired the people who were completely accustomed to it, including Zhang Yan. It was because I was afraid that it would have exploded long ago.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie felt something was wrong. Where is he now? Is this another dream?Dreaming of the juvenile version of Zhang Yan?Then who is the cheerful chatterbox next to him?Where is he, and why does it feel like he is in mid-air?

Wu Xie tried to lower his head, and saw the thin black scales on his body, and suddenly felt thunder rolling, with a black thread on his head, did he directly turn into a snake?He swiped the screen frantically in his heart, and it took him a while to calm down. He began to think whether this was the fault of the snake he saw last time?And if this scene is real, when might it happen?

He looked at the attire of the people present, especially the headgear, and his eyes widened. It seemed that it was Ming... something about the Ming Dynasty?How can it be? Wu Xie was shocked by his own judgment, this must be a dream! Wu Xie kept comforting himself in his heart, this is obviously absurd, how can anyone live so long, it must be different people with similar faces, or maybe Is it just now?It's just that the family is too old so they retain some clothing habits. Maybe Zhang Yan has always been a maverick with long hair and white robes.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie began to observe carefully, hoping to find some more details, but after looking at it, he found another problem. This figure and face, who was talking next to Zhang Yan, looked a bit like a stuffed oil bottle. ah?

It's just because the difference in temperament between the two is too big, so he didn't see it immediately. Could it be that this is Boyouping's brother?Wu Xie carefully looked at the people around again, and found that the other people present were more or less similar to that Poker Bottle, and even except for the chatterbox, the aura of everyone else was a bit like Poker Bottle Similarly, the aura is as close as if they are all relatives. If you shave off the talkative tuberculosis and put in the oil bottle, it will definitely be extremely harmonious with everyone present, and there will be no sense of disobedience.

Wu Xie suddenly remembered something, and quickly looked at the hands of those people. Sure enough, including the chatterbox who was still talking about something, as long as he could see it, the index finger and middle finger on his right hand were extremely long, which is not the case for ordinary people. Fingers, so, really a home?

Wu Xie was even more shocked. Damn, it's too incredible, right?There are at least 30 to [-] people here, and that Poker Bottle looks so quiet and lonely, how many people are like him?A big family specializing in the production of stuffy oil bottles?Impossible, if there is such a big force, why hasn't he heard of it?And what's the relationship between Zhang Yan and Poker Fing's family? Why did they pretend not to know each other at first?Fall out?It's not like...

Wu Xie was still thinking about it, but found that Zhang Yan suddenly pushed aside the chatterbox next to him, turned his head to look at a silent man in black standing beside him, and made a gesture. The man immediately nodded silently and looked around. With a gesture, the people who were still in twos and threes immediately started to move, quickly and orderly surrounded Wu Xie, ready to go.

Wu Xie was startled. Looking at Zhang Yan's cold face in front of him, the warning signs kept ringing in his heart. Subconsciously, he wanted to yell for Zhang Yan to stop. He was not a snake but Wu Xie, but he hadn't said anything yet. When he came out, Zhang Yan didn't know when he had moved. He saw a flash of red light, and his eyes and forehead became hot and stinging instantly. He couldn't see anything clearly. The extreme pain made Wu Xie yell out , I only vaguely heard Zhang Yan yelling "A pardon, seal!" I felt like my whole body sank, and I didn't know anything.

"Ah! Don't!" Wu Xie waved his hands, but felt that he seemed to be pushing something, and suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see Zhang Yanzheng looking at him helplessly and with some concern, "Awake? Why are you so panicked? How do you feel now?" Sample?"

Wu Xie was still in shock, so he quickly looked around, and found that he and Zhang Yan were both floating in the water beside the stone wall, and there was an obvious vortex in the water around, and the scabbard in his hand disappeared at some point, and Zhang Yan at this moment He was supporting himself with one hand, holding the sword that was being inserted into the stone wall with the other, and was looking at himself.

Just as Wu Xie was about to say something, at the last moment he really thought he was going to die of pain, he touched his forehead unconsciously, and a slippery red sand appeared in his hand, he subconsciously asked, "What is this?"

Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly, "I didn't expect you to fall into Zhu Jiuyin's spiritual illusion after falling into the water. You should have fainted for a while when I came. Seeing that your expression was wrong, I drew a Qingxin mantra on your forehead to wake you up." "As he said, he put his sword back into its sheath, carried Wu Xie on his back and climbed up, "The water level will rise for a while, we should go, by the way, where is itching?"

Zhu Jiuyin?That one-eyed snake is actually Zhu Jiuyin?Wu Xie, who was honestly lying on Zhang Yan's back, was puzzled. He wanted to ask whether the scene that was so real that it almost killed him was really just an illusion, but he suddenly became sad when he heard Zhang Yan's question, "Old itchy He was knocked into the rubble pile by the snake and disappeared."

"It's gone?" Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe that Old Itch was dead at all, so he immediately took out the old Itch's hair and did a calculation. After confirming the result, he smiled clearly, "How can you be sure that he is It’s really gone, instead of lying to you again and then fleeing to death?”

Wu Xie was taken aback, and his eyes widened, "Death escape? Impossible! I saw with my own eyes that his lower body was smashed!"

"Did you see him die with your own eyes?" Zhang Yan shook his head and smiled, "Even if you actually saw him die, it may not be true. He is special, especially here, it is difficult to die. Pretty much. Here, seeing is not believing, let's go quickly, you will always see him outside." He said while crawling towards a place with a clear goal.

Wu Xie was still engrossed in what happened just now, and wanted to say that he saw the old itch fall with his own eyes, but he stopped after hearing what Zhang Yan said. Indeed, he ate too much here. It was a real pain in the ass, but then he thought of another question, is the person in front of him who obviously knows how to go, is it real or just another hallucination?Could it also be imagined by him or pretended by Lao Xie again?

Thinking of this, Wu Xie immediately looked at Zhang Yan suspiciously, but seeing Zhang Yan's familiar indifferent expression didn't feel right, but he still wanted to test it out, but before he could do anything, he just led him into a Zhang Yan, who was not far from the cave, suddenly changed his expression, and suddenly looked back, he who was always calm showed a flustered and even fragile expression that Wu Xie had never seen before.

Wu Xie was taken aback, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhang Yan's gaze, but was shocked to find that the bronze tree, which was mostly submerged in the water behind him, suddenly ignited a strange blue flame with hints of green from the altar. As the flames spread downward, large swaths of water vapor evaporated, and the gorgeous and strange blue flames forcibly burned a separate wall of fire between the water and the bronze tree, where the air seemed to be somewhat distorted.

Wu Xie couldn't help but opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at this strange and silent flame, just looking at it, he felt a kind of panic from the soul spreading to his whole body.This fire will be over, and this conclusion appeared in his mind instantly.Subconsciously, he wanted to drag Zhang Yan away from here.

"Wu Xie, go along this karst cave first, and when you come across the side road, take the one with the mark on it." Zhang Yan suddenly said something quickly, and before Wu Xie could reply, he quickly ran back to the bronze tree. Surprised, he immediately went to pull Zhang Yan, but after Zhang Yan finished speaking, his speed became faster and faster. He rushed to the entrance of the cave and jumped down without even touching the other party's clothes.

"Zhang Yan!" Seeing Zhang Yan recklessly rushing towards the bronze tree burning with strange flames, Wu Xie immediately became anxious. No matter why Zhang Yan was going, no matter how powerful the force was, rushing into the fire would mean death Ah, he hurriedly chased after him without thinking, "I can't go!"

The long-lost dividing line...

In the bronze space that had been silent since Zhang Yan left, as time passed, large pieces of runes lit up one after another, and the light on the cocoon began to get weaker and weaker, even the luster on the outer bronze tree dimmed a little. down, but when the light dimmed to the extreme and almost disappeared, the whole cocoon suddenly burst into light and shook violently, as if it was struggling for the last time. The imprint that was deeply imprinted on the cocoon gathered and went away, and with the continuous influx of light, a white shadow reappeared in front of the cocoon again, it was "Zhang Yan".

"Zhang Yan", who immediately understood what happened, sighed, and looked indifferently at the cocoon that tempted him to open the eyes of the sealing formation in his mind after condensing himself out again: "It's useless to manifest myself, I don't ask for anything, I just want to go back, don't seduce me anymore." As he said that, his figure began to fade away by itself.

The whole space suddenly trembled, and suddenly, many dead people with different images and expressions appeared in front of the cocoon, looked at "Zhang Yan", and stretched out their hands to him at the same time.

"Qing Yanzi, do you really want to be so cruel?"

"Brother Qingyan, come back and see us..."

"Qingyan, won't you be with us forever?"

"Qingyan..."

"Zhang Yan" looked at the familiar and lively people reappearing in front of him, his eyes became extremely complicated, nostalgic, sad... At the same time, he was completely irritated by the boldness of this bronze tree - the dragon has reverse scales, and you will die if you touch it "An evil gnat dares to be so presumptuous. If so, then go back with me as you wish."

"Zhang Yan" looked more and more cold, and finally took a look at the faces of these old people with some nostalgia. No one knew better than him that since he was born, a tragedy was doomed. At first he thought that this tragedy was only 20 years old. In the end, there will always be a relatively happy ending, but I never expected that the more I want to change, the more I will not be able to achieve it, and people's hearts still cannot be counted as destiny.

Even if you don't want to admit it, you can't go back after all.

"Zhang Yan" closed his eyes, and under the unbelievable eyes of these "people", he slashed away with a sword, destroying all the figures that appeared, and then formed seals with his hands, and the whole person actively melted into the cocoon:

Thoughts are used as guidance, spirits are used as sacrifices, self-sacrifice is used as worship, summon fire from the underworld, and transform evil spirits.

All of a sudden, the imprint on the cocoon shattered, and the cocoon began to turn into dust together. A large group of dark blue flames appeared out of thin air from "Zhang Yan" who had melted into the cocoon, and quickly spread and burned. To the entire bronze tree, in just half a minute, it spread to hundreds of meters and even continued to extend downwards. It even only separated the water beside the tree without spreading horizontally.

As the flames burned, the figure of "Zhang Yan" dissipated again. At the end of his disappearance, he looked in Zhang Yan's direction and showed a last ugly but apologetic smile, "Sorry, I have to trick you again in the end." Back to..." As he said that, he completely returned to nothingness.

Ignoring Wu Xie's shout, Zhang Yan, who was rushing across the water at high speed towards the bronze tree, suddenly felt a sting in his head as if being pricked by a needle, and he staggered and fell into the water.

Wu Xie, who had just run out of the cave and was about to climb down the cliff, was startled, and immediately became cruel, and jumped into the water to swim towards the direction where Zhang Yan sank.

Wu Xie swam for a while, and saw Zhang Yan floated up again and continued to swim towards the bronze tree. He hurriedly shouted, "Zhang Yan, you fucking die! Come back quickly!" At the same time, he swam quickly to grab Zhang Yan. Yan, when he saw that Zhang Yan was approaching the bronze tree, Wu Xie became anxious immediately, and his brain turned sharply, "Zhang Yan! You said you would take me back! Are you talking—" He suddenly sank down when he spoke, and only heard the words Halfway through, Zhang Yan immediately turned his head and saw Wu Xie sinking. He hesitated for two or three seconds, looked sadly and in a daze at the bronze tree whose flames had begun to fade, and finally swam towards Wu Xie. In the water, Just as Zhang Yan grabbed Wu Xie and supported him to swim towards the cliff, Wu Xie suddenly moved, stretched out his hand and slashed at Zhang Yan's neck. Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, but he still managed to avoid Wu Xie's slash. He took a look. Wu Xie, with sad eyes, "I really have to go back... my past is there, all I have left is that." Then he let go and turned his head again, but Wu Xie held him tightly, "No matter what the past is, life doesn't matter! The past will not disappear. If it is gone, there are other places to find it. When a person dies, there is really nothing left! Just take your life for a copy of the past, and you don’t think about those relatives and friends who are alive What?! How sad they are when you die!"

Hearing Wu Xie's roar, Zhang Yan's answer was calm and cold, "They are all dead, I have no relatives and friends, and no one will be sad, let go"

"Bullshit is dead! It's really dead, you still have me! And little brother Fatty! We are not friends, not brothers, won't you be sad?!" Hearing Zhang Yan's cold words, Wu Xie suddenly exploded in anger, "You Do you know how long the fat man missed you after the wounded disappeared? If you must rush to die, I will go with you! If you come together, you must go back together!"

Zhang Yan was in a daze for a moment, then glanced at Wu Xie who looked anxious, and without saying a word, he directly pulled Wu Xie down, seeing that Zhang Yan shook himself off with a shake of his hand, Wu Xie was anxious and angry, desperately Pulling Zhang Yan again, "I can't go! If you want to go, you will kill me! Otherwise, even if you drag me away now, I will definitely follow!"

"Stop messing around, this matter has nothing to do with you." Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to knock Wu Xie unconscious as he spoke, "Your life is still long, you should go"

Wu Xie quickly shrank his neck to avoid it, and his brain was running at a high speed. Thinking of the previous dream, he immediately looked at the top of the tree, and suddenly shouted in surprise, "Look at the top of the tree, is there an image? It seems to be you!"

Zhang Yan was stunned, and immediately looked back, if... He looked at the top of the tree where there was nothing, and suddenly his neck hurt, and there was even a rattling sound, and his eyes suddenly went dark. If it was true, it should be how nice...

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Yan who was really knocked out by his sneak attack, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, and silently apologized in his heart, but no matter what happens when Zhang Yan wakes up, he can't watch Zhang Yan go to die, he took one last look The flame that was still burning made his heart palpitate. Zhang Yan, who was living in the sinking, wanted to swim to the cliff, but Wu Xie soon realized that something was wrong. He was already trying to pull Zhang Yan up, but found that The opponent's body was so heavy that he even sank into the water with him, Zhang Yan wasn't that heavy?Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and immediately found the reason, otherwise he would both sink into the water and drown if this continued.

Wu Xie tried his best to support Zhang Yan, only to realize that the source of the opponent's weight was the sword hanging by his waist. Wu Xie reached out to grab the sword, and when he felt the weight, he burst into foul language. He really didn't expect the sword to be so heavy. Even though the scabbard was so light, adding a sword would make it dead heavy, which was a bit better than Poker Ping's knife, which couldn't be lifted at all, but it was the weight he couldn't handle.

Wu Xie suddenly became troubled. He wanted to untie the sword but found that he couldn't untie it at all. Did he have to take off Zhang Yan's clothes?At this time, the whole bronze tree suddenly shook violently, and even the water area and the rock wall shook. Wu Xie, who was afraid that there would be another accident, would have no time to worry about this, so he tied Zhang Yan to his body and tried his best to move towards the rock wall. While sinking and approaching, at this moment, many rock walls that were already full of cracks seemed to have reached their limit, and they were broken and collapsed by the large gushing water. Wu Xie quickly sank into the water to avoid the gravel, But the underwater torrent was overflowing, and an undercurrent that came from nowhere suddenly rushed him, engulfing him and rushing into a crack.

Wu Xie only came in time to protect Zhang Yan's head, and was swept into the gap along the water flow.

The gap in the collapsed channel was extremely deep, the inside was pitch black, and the stones inside were also very irregular. The water flow created many eddies. Wu Xie hugged Zhang Yan and spun around in it, barely feeling that he should be in Float downstream.

After turning around for about ten minutes, he only felt a free fall, and then he plunged into the water, struggled to get out, and found that the two of them had been brought by the current to the underground river where they should have come.

Although the water flow here is very fast, there are not as many eddies in the rock crevices, and the water is a little warmer. Wu Xie was able to control his limbs, and began to think about the situation ahead.According to the direction when he came, if the water didn't change its direction halfway, he probably would have rushed into the river that he crossed when he arrived.Of course, the premise is that the road goes smoothly. Wu Xie looked ahead nervously along the turbulent water, lest there would be a fork in the road. At this time, the corner of his eye flashed, and he saw something engraved on the wall of the underground river.

Guessing that this should be an ancient mural, Wu Xie, who was so curious, saw an opportunity, grabbed a stone pillar hanging from the top, stopped his body, and took a photo with his flashlight. He was shocked when he saw it.

On both sides of the river wall, there are reliefs similar to those in the coffin on the top of the bronze tree. They are continuous paintings, some of which have collapsed, but most of them are still well preserved. The lines are bright and smooth, and the clothes are elegant. , the image is vivid and extremely dynamic.

The mural depicts the process of the ancient ethnic minorities offering sacrifices to the bronze tree. The scene is extremely vivid. There is a relief, which is the huge bronze tree, which is covered with the corpses of slaves. The blood of the slaves flowed into the bronze tree. Along the gully above, it has been converging down, and there is a picture of them throwing the body of the slave into the inside of the bronze tree.

There is also a bas-relief showing the ancestors of ancient times pouring some liquid into the bronze tree.In the next picture, there is a "one-eyed snake" that is exactly the same as the one I saw just now, coming out of the bronze tree.Many ancestors dressed like warriors surrounded it with bows and spears, apparently a hunting scene.

The more Wu Xie looked at it, the more strange it became. What is this tree used for?Why is it like a sacrifice and a hunt?Why hunt this snake?

Wu Xie continued to look down, hoping to see the answer from the back. There are some rituals behind, and you can see that all the ancestors are wearing masks.The face is dull, but in every relief, there is always a person who is particularly burly.Looking at this person's clothing and demeanor, he can basically be sure that this person should be their leader, and it should be the original shape of the statue he saw on the cliff in Jiazigou.

Wu Xie pulled the stalactite pillar on the top, put it close to the rock on the ground, wiped off the stains on it, and leaned over to take a look. He had never seen the head of the statue before, and he always felt regretful. This time, he just happened to be able to take a closer look.

The image of the leader in the relief is almost twice as large as the others.Just like a giant, if according to his previous vision, the carvings here are all in accordance with the official proportions, then this leader may really be so tall.

What's weird is that on all these reliefs, the leader has a snake's head on his neck, and it doesn't look like he's wearing a mask or something.

Wu Xie looked at it for a while, but still had no clue. He could only roughly guess that this bronze tree might not just be used for sacrifices.It was used to perform some kind of hunting ceremony, and those sacrificed slaves might be the bait to lure "Zhu Jiuyin" out of the ground.

I don't know how deep the bronze tree goes into the ground. These "Zhu Jiuyin" should live in the extremely deep ground. As for how to live in that kind of place, he can't think about it. Wu Xie is just curious about another thing. Why did the people engage in such a big battle to hunt "Zhu Jiuyin"?

However, the relief did not give him an answer. Wu Xie saw only some celebration scenes in the end. As for how to deal with "Zhu Jiuyin" being hunted up, he did not carve it out.

After Wu Xie read the basic situation, he looked at the still rising water level. Knowing that time was running out, he had no choice but to let go of his hands and continue to drift down with the current.Anyway, he alone can't drag Zhang Yan away from here, why not go out with the current, maybe he will rush to a river?

As the light of the last flashlight became increasingly dimmer, Wu Xie, who was running along the water, looked at the flashlight that had no lighting effect at all, and simply turned it off, moving with the flow in the dark.

The uncontrollable downstream time in the dark was very difficult. Wu Xie hugged Zhang Yan several times and was rushed down some small waterfalls. Although it was not fatal, it was inevitable that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.For several hours, he didn't know what was around him, let alone where he was going.

Just when he was getting desperate and started to think wildly, he suddenly heard Zhang Yan's voice in his arms, "Where is this?"

Wu Xie was immediately overjoyed and at the same time a little guilty, he didn't need to think about it, he knew that his face must be full of colors at the moment, so he suddenly rejoiced that it was fortunate that he came from the darkness, and quickly replied, "We were washed into the underground river by water, now we can't know where it is"

Then I heard Zhang Yan calmly said "um" and said "don't move around". After saying that, he untied the rope and changed his position to protect Wu Xie's head, then tied the two together again. There was no other movement after that.

Although Zhang Yan was silent again, Wu Xie felt relieved immediately, and he didn't feel that the darkness was too difficult. After he was free to think about it, he immediately guessed where he would end up, and brought him into the depths of the endless underground river. ?I don't know where this river channel goes. Could it rush to the stratum where "Zhu Jiuyin" lives?

What kind of place is that? There can't be a Dragon Palace. Speaking of which, it would be a good idea to see if there will be some emperor's tomb built in the depths of the underground river.Wu Xie, who had a big brain hole, thought more and more, and suddenly saw a ray of light in front of him, which shocked him. He hadn't seen natural light for more than ten hours!

Hearing the sound of rumbling water getting closer, Wu Xie was overjoyed, there must be an exit ahead! He looked at the approaching light, if Zhang Yan wasn't tied to the side, he wished he could fly out now.

The speed of the river was very fast, and in just a few minutes, Wu Xie's eyes suddenly flashed, and then a white light appeared, and he couldn't see anything, but it was just the dullness of vision that had not seen the light for a long time. At the moment when he went out, Wu Xie I screamed excitedly in my heart, but at that moment, a familiar feeling suddenly came from under him.

Another free fall!Another waterfall!

Even judging from the force of the water rushing out and the sound from below, the waterfall must be quite big. Wu Xie understood this instantly, and lamented in his heart. He only hopes that the water below is deep enough. If the water is too shallow, then It was so wronged to die. Wu Xie heard a roar in his ears, and he subconsciously hugged Zhang Yan tightly. Before his eyesight recovered, he heard a "噗" sound, and his body was taken to swing sideways. After a while, it hovered in mid-air, and even a lot of water rushed to him.

Wu Xie, who was constantly being washed by the water, tentatively opened his eyes, adjusted to the light, and then looked around cautiously. At this time, he was hanging on a cliff next to the waterfall with Zhang Yan, and he didn't even have a clue. How to get out of the splashing range of the waterfall water, countless waves of water kept hitting him and Zhang Yan like pebbles.

After slowing down for a while, he looked down at the waterfall next to him and saw a shallow water beach full of gravel at a height of at least a hundred meters from him. I'm afraid my brain is going to crack a stone.

Wu Xie lamented the luck in this misfortune in his heart, and then quietly glanced at Zhang Yan, seeing that the other party was just looking at his body and evaluating something, as if he didn't care about the matter of being knocked out by him just now, and there was nothing else. After some strange expressions, he let go of the last anxiety. He actually felt that he was really courageous just now, as if he had a convulsion. He even dared to attack Zhang Yan twice, and even succeeded. It was chopped off with a sword, probably because Zhang Yan was too gentle and harmless to him?If it was the cold Zhang Yan in the illusion, then he would definitely be as terrified as he was to the oil bottle.

"Hurry up, I'm going down." After observing the situation, Zhang Yan glanced at Wu Xie who didn't know what he was thinking, and reminded him aloud. After jumping down, it was actually just a casual response? Didn’t expect Zhang Yan to jump directly? Still thinking about it? Wu Xie, who didn’t react at all——

"what--"

The piercing scream of a certain Wu children's shoe echoed for a long time in the cliff, startling an inexplicable flying bird