The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

The crowd hurried for a while, and came across a fork in the road, and there was no way to separate out the men and horses to explore the way when there were chasing soldiers behind. Lin Yu followed behind without hesitation.Wu Sansheng exchanged glances with everyone, and his eyes turned to Wu Xie:

"Nephew, I think in this situation, we can only trust that little brother first."

"Third uncle, listen to you." Wu Xie hesitated to respond.

Seeing that Wu Xie didn't object, Wu Sansheng looked at the black blind man again, who looked at Wu Xie with a wicked face, Wu Sansheng sighed and shook his head, the word greed is the most deadly word, if he didn't insist on coming, It's not likely that the Bai family father and son will be folded in this bucket.Now this eldest nephew... Sigh!Blindly following feelings will only kill one after another.Wu Sansheng turned around helplessly and followed. The black glasses seemed to understand the deep meaning in Wu Sansheng's eyes in a split second, and he smiled meaningfully. This kind of smile was born with him, a smile without any emotion, because He has always been very confident, living one more year is just one more year of being ravaged by the vicissitudes of the world, pessimism and resentment, never suitable for his chic and fearless.

After walking for about a few minutes, Zhuo Linyu finally squeezed out the remaining lamp oil from Wan Datou's body, found a relatively sunken area and sprinkled it, boom~~~ The fire was ignited and danced wildly Split the tomb passage into two halves.Zhuo Linyu smiled at Pokerfing's cold, paralyzed face, but automatically chose to ignore the strange light in Wan Datou's eyes.

Everyone gradually went away, the fire reflected Zhuo Linyu's expressionless face, flickering bright and dark, eerie and strange, suddenly flipped his hand upwards, a red light flashed into the fire, the smell of charring permeated from the air, and the fishy vomit stabbed him. nose.The corners of Zhuo Linyu's mouth turned up slightly, but whatever he believed, the god of death had no right to interfere with the deprivation...

The end of the tomb passage narrowed and narrowed, and the shape looked like a lying funnel.The group of people walked more and more unsmoothly, and in the end they had to walk forward like a group of camel Xiangzi.

Silence is attached to the gloomy tomb passage, not to mention how aggrieved, the atmosphere is still weird, sad, resentful, oppressive, and calculating. Everyone's heart is burning, and they deviate from this deserted ghost tomb passage full of dead spirits. And perfectly echoed.Seeing that no one wanted to see him at all, the fat man wandered to Wu Xie's side in a bored manner, feeling very sorry: what an innocent and sunny child, now he has been spoiled like this.

"Naive, what's the matter with you and brother? The atmosphere is a bit wrong."

"..."

Seeing that Wu Xie kept his head down and kept silent, he seemed to be in a very bad mood. Fatty thought about it, too. Bai Shisan had just left, and he was buried with him. The relationship is very close, as the saying goes: brothers fighting against each other, father and son soldiers in battle, losing a companion, it is normal to feel great grief, but... the fat man suddenly thought of something, and whispered in Wu Xie's ear:

"Did the last thing that boy Bai said to you made my brother angry?" The fat man had a half-smile, with an awkward look on his face.

"..." Wu Xie finally raised his eyes and rolled his eyes at him, wishing to punch him.

The fat man was a little unhappy: "I said naive, the saying 'marry and obey your husband' is true, and faults are not contagious." A boring oil bottle is enough, plus a boring naive, don't bring such things.

"Fatty, don't you fucking say a few words." Pan Zi poked him angrily, and then gave Wu Xie a distressed look. This little third master has a straight temper, strong feelings, and is sincere to others. I hope nothing will happen again. , or if the blow continues, the person will really be useless.

At the end is a stone wall of one square meter square. After searching for a long time, Poker Bottle failed to find the mechanism, so he had to open a few holes according to the load-bearing points. The stone wall lost its load-bearing support and was easily blown to pieces by explosives. The smoky tomb passage choked It made everyone cough continuously, and even more so, the dirty flying dust was still mercilessly expanding the erosion zone, and for a while it was sad as if you were in a desert where the wind was raging, and your exposed skin was painfully cut.

Wu Xie was closer to the explosion point, and subconsciously took a few steps back while being affected, but was hit by someone and stepped back in the wrong direction. When he recovered, he found sadly that one leg had already stepped out of the wall, and his side was It is a dark abyss like hell.

"Ah..." Wu Xie screamed in surprise, trying to stabilize his figure, but he didn't want to fall out of balance even more. At the very moment, a strong and slightly cool palm stretched out, and Wu Xie seemed to have seen a life-saving straw , grabbed him tightly...

After safely returning to the tomb passage, Wu Xie expressed his thanks with a smile. He raised his eyes, and his dark eyes, which were indifferently deep and slightly worried, were staring at him closely. At that moment, his smile froze bitterly on his lips. If destiny is indestructible, then he would rather destroy himself now.

Angrily throwing off the slightly cool palm, the faint afterglow wrapped around him like poison ivy, unable to wave it away, and cut it continuously.Wu Xie hated himself to the core, he was worthless and spineless, and any insulting words were not enough to describe his humble state of mind at the moment, yet... he still missed the touch that made his heart beat endlessly.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.If you want to give up resolutely, can you still not clear up the residual poison buried deep in your heart?

"Wu Xie." The feeling of depression in Poker-Face's heart was overwhelmed. He was not sure what Wu Xie's reaction meant at this time, but he knew that the distance between them was getting farther and farther, maybe he was angry His concealment may be a rebellion against his silence, but Poker-Face absolutely believes that there is much more to it than that.When he realized that going on like this would lead to irreversible consequences, keeping silent to him had already become part of his temperament, and if he insisted on going his own way at this moment, he might spend his life in regret.It's just that the sky didn't go his way, Poker managed to straighten out his thoughts and was about to speak, but someone was the first to snatch his words:

"Wake up, there seems to be something in front of you."

Poker-Face heard the voice and quickly recovered from his out-of-control consciousness. He looked up at Wu Xie, and he had already turned his back, leaving only a lonely and desolate back for him. Breaking in, he still didn't want to give him any chance to explain. In this way, the words he wanted to dissect could only be buried deeply in the belly again.

Opportunity is like a shooting star in the bright night sky, fleeting, some people miss the splendor of a moment, and some miss the prosperity of a lifetime...

As soon as the smoke in the tomb cleared, the black glasses stepped up suddenly, looked at the blasted hole for a while, and then retreated, looking at Poker Bottle intentionally or unintentionally, and his words were full of provocation:

"Dumb, when did your intuition fail to keep up with the speed of brain evolution?"

Zhuo Linyu was a little displeased when he heard the words, but after seeing what the black glasses were pointing at, he fell silent for the first time. He looked at Poker Ping suspiciously, with an unidentified emotion in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" The fat man wanted to squeeze in to have a look, but the size was too big, so he backed out halfway, but he was still a little unconvinced and went to the bottom line:

"Hey, let me say, are you guys saying something? Are you going to leave or not?"

Wu Xie probed out, adjusted to the surrounding darkness a bit, and slowly fell on a wooden bridge not far from here. He said it was a wooden bridge, but it was just a horizontal ladder leading directly to the opposite mountain, and there was no handrail. As far as it is concerned, it is not a suspension bridge.Wu Xie's heart trembled when he saw it. There were pieces of rotten boards straddling the two ropes scatteredly. I'm afraid walking on them would be no better than walking on a tightrope.Looking to the side, Wu Xie was dumbfounded. The bridge port extended from another hole, only five or six meters away from where they were standing.

Wu Xie turned around and told what he had seen, and Wu Sansheng immediately understood the general idea. No wonder the black blind man would say that. If he turned to the right at the fork in the road just now, maybe he didn't need to use explosives at all. In the current situation, it is really difficult to advance and cross the distance of several meters in the horizontal direction, and it is hopeless to retreat, the raging fire blocking the way, not to mention the scorpion swarm blocking the rear.

"Look at this posture, we need someone to 'lead the way' first."

"The stone wall here is very slippery and it's not easy to climb rocks, and you climbed on the precarious wooden bridge. If the wooden bridge suddenly broke due to overwhelm, wouldn't it mean that you will lose your life in vain?" Zhuo Linyu denied with a solemn expression. Wu Sansheng's plan.

"But is there any other good way?"

Everyone was silent for a long time, not knowing what to do, they heard Poker Finger say with a blank face:

"I come."

"No." Zhuo Linyu and Wu Xie exclaimed at the same time.

Wu Xie blurted out purely subconsciously, and when he realized it, he wanted to slap himself.what is this?Mingming decided to give up, Mingming told himself thousands of times to stay away from the eyes following him, why was he still uncontrollably concerned and worried about him?Maybe what ordinary people call "cheap bones" is like this.Sometimes people's feelings are as stubborn as moths, even though they are burned to ashes by the fire, they still rush forward bravely without the slightest hesitation.

Poker Bottle filtered out Zhuo Linyu's resentful eyes, staring quietly at Wu Xie's embarrassing and flushed face. It turned out that he still cared about himself, and that was enough. Dangerous, insignificant in front of this caring Sadly, Poker-Face secretly made up his mind to find a chance to talk to him face-to-face when he passes the test smoothly this time.If silence and concealment would make him lose Wu Xie, he would rather choose a showdown, even if it is still unacceptable in the end, he will have no regrets.

Quickly tie a rope to the stone in the sharp sheath, throw the pickaxe, take off, leverage, somersault, all in one go.When he successfully jumped onto the wooden bridge, the wooden boards under his feet were indeed rotten, some broke from the middle, and some simply fell into the abyss under his feet. Poker bottle had no time to stand still, and his body fell rapidly as the wooden boards under his feet were disjointed. He stretched out his hand subconsciously to grab the rope that fixed the board, but unexpectedly, the violent shaking made him unable to grasp the sense of distance. He missed the chance to survive by a single finger. When his body fell back, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the nearby At the position where Wu Xie was standing, the ray of sunshine stood in the darkness, drifting with the tide with agility, relentless.

The corner of Poker Ping's mouth suddenly curved slightly. At that moment, the clogged knot in his heart seemed to be cut by a sharp knife. He seemed to suddenly understand something...

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