The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

"what……"

"Bro."

"Wake up."

……

There was a piercing scream, resentment, worry, worry, regret... all kinds of unknown emotions were mixed in it.

As the vibration spread, on the two bare ropes, there were only a dozen or so planks scattered here and there, and the Poker Bottle was dangling head and foot on the ropes with its barbs at this moment. up.Fortunately, an impromptu backflip brought him back into contact with the world. Sure enough, the legendary dumb Zhang on the road is by no means in vain.

Wu Xie, who had just come to his senses, was forced into a cold sweat again.Xiaokou's eyes were straightened, and he clapped his hands excitedly, as if it was a natural supernatural power.But those with a discerning eye understand in their hearts that only by working very hard can they look effortless. After all, there is a harsh and extraordinary past buried behind this ability.

Zhuo Linyu didn't hesitate, and even before Poker Ping adjusted his posture, he grabbed the rope and swung over. His body was very light, but the swinging rope couldn't bear the sudden two forces. The waist of the oil bottle was lightly stretched, and the other hand firmly grasped the second rope according to the inertia. The figures of the two had just stabilized, but the crowd had long forgotten to sigh, and some of them just looked at Zhuo Linyu's series. The admiration of skill and the extremely complex vision.The surrounding silence was terrible, even the sound of breathing almost stopped, only the harsh echo of the friction of the rope and the plank struggling to bear the weight.

"Huh..." he finally recovered from his suffocated breath, Zhuo Linyu turned his head and smiled brightly at Poker Bottle, but the other party's icy face without gratitude pierced a deep wound in his heart.Containing all his smiles and being replaced by powerless grievances and puzzles, Zhuo Linyu suddenly didn't understand how cold a person's heart can be?

Wu Xie turned his face away and looked behind him. The intimacy of the two people almost filled his eyes with water, and the severe pain in his chest tore his soul. Now he is like a spider trapped in a spider's web. Insects are powerless to struggle, let alone escape.

The most frightening thing in the world is the net of love. Once you get stuck in the mud, you can never escape alive...

The black glasses patted Wu Xie on the shoulder and wanted to comfort him, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong, and he changed his words leisurely:

"Where did that Lu Yue go?"

"Huh?" Wu Xie searched suspiciously, indeed, there were fewer people at some point.When looking at Xiaokou, Xiaokou shook his head like a rattle, showing shock and strangeness on his face.Wan Datou slapped his thigh suddenly,

"It must have turned back just now, and I was so busy walking forward that I didn't pay attention to this kid's movements, damn it..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and Wu Xie suddenly remembered something:

"Where's Ji Shu? Did any of you see it?" He was disturbed by Bai Shisan's death before, but now that he came to his senses, he realized that it was more than just one person missing?

The answer to him was naturally silence.Now that even one of them has been lost, no one is in the mood to pay attention to the movements of the little jishu, but Wu Xie is a little anxious, the back is so dangerous, in case...

Wan Datou looked at him contemptuously, he didn't expect that people are not as good as a mouse in his heart, this young master's mind is squeezed by the door?However, he only cursed a few words in his heart, and did not show his expression. He knew that he could not offend the "grass protectors" beside him.

The black glasses looked a little unbearable: "Don't worry, little third master, it should be fine. Didn't you lose it before? It will come back when it gets tired from playing, but..."

"Just what?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just suddenly felt strange, this mouse is more familiar with the terrain than us, as if it has returned home."

Wu Xie was thoughtful after hearing this, indeed, this mouse has always been haunted and haunted since it entered the fight, and it seems to be very familiar with this place, besides, it was found on the way here, as if it was out of the house.Thinking of this, I feel a little relieved.On the bridge, Zhuo Linyu stood side by side with Poker Fing, and he could hear the words clearly. Poker Fing only frowned slightly, and squatted down to fix the wooden board under his feet, while Zhuo Linyu's mouth was slightly raised , my heart was surging, hehe, Wu Xie, you will never see that red-haired mouse again in this life.

There is no time to care about the lost people and animals. Going back to find people will undoubtedly lead to death. The result of the discussion is to continue to move forward and not stop.Xiao Kouhong held Wu Xie's arms with eyes wide open, and Wu Xie couldn't bear it for a while with a worried expression. He was not in a hurry, but for the sake of the overall situation, he had to give up some cowardly thoughts.Climbing those small jade-like hands, there is sincere comfort in the eyes.The black glasses smiled wryly and did not say anything. Poker was busy paving the road and had no time to take care of it, but Wan Datou looked a little ugly. Zhuo Linyu keenly caught this depressed emotion. Zhuo Linyu was a little displeased. What is hiding from him?Perhaps it had been a fatal mistake to underestimate this man's scheming from the start.

When everyone arrived at the opposite side along the soft bridge paved by Poker Bottle, it had been tossing for nearly two hours, but the road of tens of meters was as hard as walking for decades. Fortunately, everything seemed to be going smoothly.

What was displayed in front of them at this moment was a tall lacquered red copper door, magnificent and elegant.On the red lacquer is a faint golden ancient seal, and the lifelike winding dragon pattern, like flowing clouds and flowing water, like a cup of curved water flowing, the artistic conception is beyond words, the so-called awe-inspiring extreme is nothing more than that.

"This should be the main room, right?" Wu Sansheng squinted slightly and sighed, with a hint of excitement mixed in his tone.

The fat man piled up his cuffs and walked up to him, touched the big gold-painted characters, and couldn't help but "tsk":

"It's really pure gold."

"I said fat man, don't you want to take it back as a pension?" Pan Zi teased with a smile, then turned to look at Wu Xie,

"Right, young master?"

"..."

"Little third master?"

"Ah, oh, um, hehe..." Wu Xie smiled reluctantly. He didn't know what Pan Zi was referring to, but he tried his best to hide the embarrassment of being absent-minded. He kept his eyes on the two similar figures in front of him and never left, as if In the blink of an eye, the person in front of him will be like quicksand passing through his fingers and sweet rain falling into the forest, and he will never regain the slightest phantom.Hate, hate this kind of self, but even if I slap myself countless times in my heart, it still seems to be possessed and lost my soul, the vitality in my eyes is slowly losing, and what is left is only empty eyes, broken soul and bloody heart.

If he could do it all over again, he would rather never have seen the young man with the back of a dragon in the third uncle's building. This kind of torment, which was comparable to the burning of the fire, had already turned him into a ruthless oil foam. He couldn't afford to love him. I can't let it go, the heart-wrenching pain is so intense that even breathing is a burden.

Seeing this, Pan Zi didn't say anything, maybe he was still mourning Bai Shaozhi's death, Pan Ziru thought about taking two steps forward, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Wu Sansheng staring intently at Wan Datou, his expression fluttered from time to time. Calm, sometimes flustered, Pan Zi has never seen such a third master before, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. This third master has been acting strange since he came back. What is he afraid of?

After a lot of effort, all the bomb crowbars came in handy, and the standing gate remained motionless.The fat man was a little discouraged. He finally got here, but he was always separated from the weapon by a vast ocean, not to mention that he was not allowed to touch it, but now he was not even allowed to see it. Wouldn't it be in vain to suffer so many crimes along the way?The fat man scratched his head impatiently, so he could only face Poker Bottle with a playful smile.

"Brother, you can't go back right now, do you have a good idea?" As soon as the little brother makes a move, he will know whether there is a mechanism. This is the fat man's most proud experience of knowing people and making good use of them.

Poker-Face did not speak. He stared at the door several times up and down, and touched it several times. Except for a seemingly useless small hole in the center, he found almost nothing. There is usually only one way to open the door, that is to find the mechanism to open the door. Even if it can be opened by force from the outside, it will only be destroyed, and no benefit will be obtained.

Poker-Face shook his head lightly. If he could know the purpose of this concave hole, he might be able to find the mechanism to open it. However, such a small hole cannot be poked, dug, or "dissected". .

"Everyone, let's rest for a while." Zhuo Linyu saw that Poker Ping's brows were deeply furrowed, and knew that there was no way out at the moment, so it was better to sit down and think slowly.Since entering the fight, he and Poker Finger have barely eaten, and their physical strength is almost reaching their limit. If this continues, they will be the first to be unable to hold on. Zhuo Linyu had no choice but to dig out two injections from his backpack , only two, only two, gritted his teeth, injected one of them into his body, and handed the other to Poker Bottle, this kind of medicine is just a life support medicine, if he is trapped here to death, even if he is not poisoned They will starve to death when they run out of ammunition and food, and now it may be the best time to take a gamble and use them up.

I lit a fire, and the warm light source sucked the tormenting moisture around my body, and my red cheeks were as moist as blood. It doesn't matter if I just put on an appearance, after all, such a complexion is more attractive than the paleness of Hanba. to the hope of life.Wu Xie sat facing the gate across the fire, the firelight covering the dim golden lacquer, singing about Qi Qi Ai Ai's grievances.The ancient country that flourished for a while, now only the remaining red gate still shows the prosperity of the past. It reminds me of the simple and elegant mansion of Priest Sikong, the magnificent and magnificent palace of Gu Qianyue, the quiet and fascinating Gulong embankment, everything Everything has become a passing cloud, and now the once glorious ruins have long been buried by wind and sand, covered by weeds, and devoured by human ruthless business opportunities, leaving no residue left.Rights and desires make them lose the Garden of Eden they once owned. Whether they are laughing at Fengyun or being laughed at by Fengyun, why don't they seriously consider the world of difference contained in it?

The Wen Yu clenched tightly in his hand glowed with a quiet light, once, twice... like a heartbeat without end.The beast head was about to be devoured, but he still hadn't fulfilled Xiaolong's entrustment, was he going to miss it again this time?He raised his hand and looked at Xiaolong's uneasiness in front of the fire light. The light seemed to be crying, more like telling the loneliness of thousands of years.

Suddenly, a ray of purple light shoots out from the head of the beast, like an X-ray, through the red jumping flames and shoots into the concave hole of the red-painted gate, like a meteor flashing by from the North Pole, more like a brilliant firework flying into the sky, In an instant, it turned into a mantra to open the door with sesame seeds, a man who inadvertently fulfilled the wholeheartedness of a group of people...

Coincidentally, isn't it the guidance of the gods in the dark?