The evil king protects the short

Chapter 640 Underground Qionglou 12
The healthy arm was pulled tightly, and the blue veins were looming. Zong Zehong gritted his teeth and stared at Qiu Zhiling who was hanging on the rock wall, and reprimanded him coldly.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yuan and Cang Yun yelled that it was not good, and they were about to come up to help, but watched helplessly as the corroded stone steps that had been in disrepair for a long time loosened and crumbled, and Zong Zehong and Qiu Zhiling fell into the dark pit bottom.

"emperor--!"

Mo Yuan and Cang Yun were extremely frightened, and for a moment, their cries echoed in the huge sinkhole.

"Old Man! What should I do?"

Seeing that the life and death of Zong Zehong and Qiu Zhiling were uncertain, Mo Yuan felt very complicated.

As for Cang Yun, his white eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and he remained silent, just looking at the endless pit in front of him.

The body fell rapidly, and Qiu Zhiling's scream echoed with the whistling wind in his ears. Zong Zehong saw the light spot on the top of the pit getting smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared...

And at the moment when the light spot disappeared, he who thought he would be plunged into darkness suddenly!The faint blue flames flashed out of nowhere in front of my eyes, and I could barely open my eyes.

"Ouch!"

Following Qiu Zhiling's painful fall, Zong Zehong also felt the heart-piercing pain in his body.

But at that moment, he knew clearly that they were in the end, but in the next second, Qiu Zhiling's endless shouts came from his ears again.

"I'm dead! I'm dead! I'm dead!"

Caressing his chest, Qiu Zhiling curled up and rolled on the ground with his eyes closed, his mouth constantly chattering.

"Autumn Ling..." Feeling helpless, a deep and indifferent voice suddenly sounded, it was Zong Zehong.

"Who? Who will talk again?"

Closing his eyes tightly and not daring to open them, Qiu Zhiling said in a hug.

After coughing twice, Zong Zehong slowly sat up from the ground. He felt a little dizzy even though he was unwell, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground.

The wet and soft ground seemed to be covered with a layer of moss-like plants, so they fell from such a high place without injury?
With doubts in his heart, Zong Zehong walked to Qiu Zhiling by taking advantage of the dark blue "dark fire" that had been rising more and more from the rock wall.

"stand up!"

The voice of order was cold, full of irresistible majesty, Zong Zehong kicked his feet symbolically again, and the next second, the people on the ground jumped up from the ground like monkeys.

"Big Ice! Big Ice Are we dead?"

Suddenly jumping to Zong Zehong's side, Qiu Zhiling didn't realize that his face was covered with blood, and his tone was still so flat, saying that he was afraid, but it made people feel that he was just putting on airs.

"..." Letting Qiu Zhiling tug on his sleeve, Zong Zehong could not bear to say anything, God knows if he was on the ground, he would kick him all over the ground looking for his teeth!

The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his ears were chattering endlessly. Just as Zong Zehong was looking around in the dark light, there was a sudden "呱啦", and the sound of fabric being torn.

"Ah! Big ice cube, your sleeve fell off!"

"..." He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles creaking.

"Tsk, what kind of fabric, it must be cutting corners!"

"Autumn Ling!" Gritting his teeth, he wanted to explode.

"Hey! Big ice cube?"

"You are really enough!"

"What?" Tilting his head, Qiu Zhiling looked innocent.

"Stay away from me!"

"That's impossible!" Qiu Zhiling held Zong Zehong's arm as he said that, and refused to let go.

"A big man! What a mess he is!"

Almost growling and reprimanding, Zong Zehong felt gloomy in his heart, why on earth would he discuss with this stinky boy about the big man pulling at this dangerous time?

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(End of this chapter)