Legend of Fu Yao

Her voice suddenly caught in her throat.

That is not the battle north!

It is impossible for War North to stand opposite her!

The battle of Kitano is not as thin as this "thing"!

Meng Fu shakes back.

She retreats like a touch of electricity, through the direction of the heavy black curtain retreating to her, the pale black smoke is slightly turbulent by her fast-moving figure, and the curtain is quietly opened, showing a little scene Outline.

Meng Fu Shao saw the glimmer of the line, and screamed, "弑天" inserted into the line that seemed to have nothing, a glimpse!

The black mist was silently opened, and Meng Fu shook out and grabbed the fog layer before the smoke gathered again.

The foreground of the eye suddenly changed.

Vaguely the tomb is like a mural, and there are murals on the top and the periphery. It is a picture of the prosperous world. Sacrifices, hunting, war, and large men with large-headed arms painted with two-headed snakes. They emerge from the huge mountain belly and cling to the sword. The army, they drove the snake bats and some strange animals, and the sword rain from the army covered the entire mountain like a cloud.

This is probably the story of the painting of the Dai people being sent by the court. Meng Fu shook his eyes and staggered his eyes. He saw a pool in the room, a lotus handrail on all sides, and a guardian of the pottery at the four corners. Meng Fu shakes the fire and bends it. He sees a lot of small pits in the ground, and the convex and convex concaves are presumably the institutional array.

She took a fire and looked at it all over the place. She still didn't see anyone. The battle of Kitano and Ki Yu, and the thing she had just touched, disappeared like nothing.

In the thousand-year-old tomb of this deep and asynchronous stepping organ, all the people who accompanied him suddenly disappeared, leaving only one of you to face the unknowable front road - the kind of feeling that makes the daring Meng Fu shake not tremble.

However, in an instant she ordered herself to calm down. In any case, with the strength of the battle against Kitano, no one could put him to death in an instant. Since he is fine, he must be fine, but he is afraid to encounter the same thing as himself. Now also Looking for her anxiously.

The designer of this tomb combines the essence of the design of the Han and Yi tombs. He is especially good at controlling the tactics of the gods. From the moment they step into the tomb, they must have entered the other party's curse.

Since it is a battle, there is no way to break it. Meng Fu Shao simply destroys the precious fire, and walks on the ground, quietly thinking and waiting.

There were some crystal beads scattered on the ground, reflecting the shimmering shimmer. Meng Fu looked at the glittering, crystal-clear things, and suddenly he snorted.

She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn’t remember what was wrong.

If something suddenly flashes through the moment, the best way is to go back to memory.

She slowly thought about what she was thinking about.

Beads...reflective...

Reflective...

The electro-optic flash in the brain, Meng Fu shakes and sweats.

Correct! Reflective!

Just now she lit a fire in the thick fog, and the fire broke the face of her iron blue. She clearly remembered the color of the iron blue - the question is, how did he see his face?

That shows that there is a mirror opposite!

But the tomb that I just saw out of the dense fog, there is no mirror at all.

Did she change her position at this moment? Where is she standing now, not at the beginning of the tomb?

Meng Fu shakes a deep breath and lights up the fire again. There is no cockroach in this burial chamber. There are various funerary objects on all sides, agate bottle crystal cup coral tree gold and silver products, and some large and small clay pots, she is facing the wall. Go and want to see the wall.

Suddenly someone gently put on her shoulder behind her, and the breath of exhalation swayed her hair.

Meng Fu shakes the surprise and turns back, saying, "War..."

The corner of the eye suddenly slammed into a black, slender shadow, faintly sprinkled on the ground, two pointed heads.

That is not human form at all!

Meng Fu shook back and returned to the half, screaming hard and twisting, and the head did not return to the front, the arm smashed, and "弑天" crossed a sharp arc backwards, "Hey!"

The black shadow behind him was twisted and bounced. She shouted a very flexible way to avoid her backhand. Meng Fu shook his head and his face changed.

It is a huge double-headed cliff snake that is beyond imagination!

Said to be one, in fact, it should be two, this kind of snake likes to twist together, this time is also two groups, two will be twisted into one person and a half thick, upright, the height is higher than Meng Fu Sha, the ground Two heads, two heads underground, four heads and eight cold snake eyes, stared at Meng Fu Sha.

It turns out that there is a snake king of the double-headed cliff snake in this tomb. It seems that it is a male and a female. It is no wonder that in the cave, the double-headed cliff snake did not bite her, and the food was left to the ancestors.

Meng Fu shakes a knife, the knife is like water, and her eyebrows are half cool, come on, but it is two big springs, girl I am going!

The snakes shook their heads and stared at Meng Fu, but they did not attack for a while. They kept spit out the light black smoke. Meng Fu looked at the fog and realized that the fog that had previously wrapped her seemed to be the result.

One person and two snakes confronted each other in the dark and dark tomb of the forest. The snake somehow looked at her expression and hesitated. However, in the end, it was not able to withstand the natural smothering craving in the blood. Suddenly, the body was bouncing, and the huge tail was smashed.狠 Sweep over.

Said to be the tail, in fact, it is also the head, the green light of the eyeballs fly in the air, the mouth is full of sharp teeth, venom, pale green stink.

In the air, the wind whistling in the air. In the blink of an eye, the snake head has come to the front. The mouth is wide enough to swallow the curvature of the person. The vague red inner belly can be seen. Meng Fu shakes his legs and flies up. He does not shrink back. A tumbling is already under the snake's belly, and the dagger is going to lap the thing.

The serpent reacted very quickly. In midair, he was able to retreat. He was able to retreat. The flexibility was no less than that of the average master. Meng Fu Shao rushed over it faster than anything else. Attacking like a wind, even using the "breaking nine gongs" gongs approaching the sixth floor, the daggers are green and fluorescent, the knives are fierce, the slate splashes, and the old shovel is a deep ditch. Meng Fu’s body shape is ever-changing, and it is faster and more flexible than the soft and flexible snake that day. The snake moves every time, and Meng’s knife is waiting in front. The snake is hard and has four heads. She was not allowed to take the power of killing, and the snake gradually gained a lot of blood marks.

Meng Fu shakes fiercely, and he is perverted. He wants to vent his grief and grievances on this pair of double-headed tomb snakes.

"Call you to screw up! A pair of **** jaundice!" Meng Fu shakes the vicious curse, "Lao Niang helps you solve the laces!"

She "called" a knife, straight to the head of the two-headed snake twisted together, the two heads hurry to the left and right, the bottom two heads up, smashed toward Meng Fu, Meng Fu shake does not look unceremonious Hey, there is a pair of "the old lady is trying to tear you apart when you bite it."

Against such a shrew-like style of play, the two-headed snake, which has always been very tacit, finally began to be horrified. The subconscious left and right, and the two ends separated. Meng Fu suddenly suddenly let go. When a dagger landed, she split her hands and twisted each other. A snake head, toes kicked, two small clay pots on the ground flew up, just greet the snake head, the sly snake head slammed into it, and Meng Fu immediately immediately put the jar into the lotus railing.

The jar was tight in the lotus railing, the snake struggled, and the other two heads couldn’t help but flutter.

Meng Fu shook the dagger, smirked and forced to pass, said, "The old lady knows that you are not afraid to cut two paragraphs, cut two paragraphs and you will become four, the old lady will be more troublesome, the old lady trapped your main head, look at you What kind of strength can the vice head toss?"

She was about to solve the remaining two heads. I suddenly heard something falling behind me, and there were some shrill sounds coming. Meng Fu shook Huoran back and saw the pile of pots just now. Falling to the ground, the bones rolled over the ground, and some of the jars slowly crawled out of the black things.

And the four corners of the pottery, the black pottery pieces began to slowly break apart, pieces peeled off, fell off the ground, showing the gold armor inside.

Meng Fu shakes.

What is the cursed monster? What is this? Zongzi?

Well, the big Dai is a legendary demon who is good at witchcraft curses. She should have thought that there would be no normal bodies in the tomb.

Unfortunately, Meng Fu Sha is not a tomb squad. She has never seen her nephew before, and she has not developed the habit of hanging on the opposite side of the scorpion.

What's more, the black things are as big as ordinary dogs, the thin limbs are on the ground, and the red-faced, inhuman face looks like a snake. It looks like a poisonous snake. The place where it passes is black and foggy, and the demon is reappearing. I am afraid that I will reproduce my illusion. If I can't stay awake in this place, it will be a death.

So she fled.

The two feet smashed the snake head, Meng Fu shook the road and fled, and the sound of the cracks behind him became louder and louder. The temperature in the air dropped a few degrees. The snake died, but the fog became more and more thick. Meng Fu swayed to see those groups. The black and the bones rolled up and stuck in front of her, and slammed open, and it turned out to be red, like the peeled hedgehog that I had eaten a few days ago.

"Hedgehog" swooped over, and the old man was arrogant, and behind him, Tao Xun gradually peeled off, and the gold armor slowly raised his hand. The scorpion movement was extremely stiff and seemed to move with the movement of the black things. Slowly raise your hand, one palm, and one bead in the palm of your hand.

Its "gaze" slowly rotates with the shape of Meng Fu, and the beads in the palm are slowly adjusting direction, just like the sniper is adjusting the sight on the target in the mirror.

Meng Fu Sha was forced to go nowhere.

The group of "hedgehogs" passed by, sticky red juice splashed, splashed everywhere, smoked, there is a law in the ground, "Hedgehog" sinisterly want to force her into the formation, and the four corners, Tao Xunzi palms are tightly facing her. Once the direction is adjusted, she is the sacrifice of the four beads crossing the center.

Meng Fu shakes nowhere to go, suddenly flies and jumps.

She jumped into the air with a jump, and the body leaned up to the branch of a coral tree in the corner of the wall. When it swayed, it swayed, kicked and kicked, and the gold and silver wares flew up to the group. Hedgehog, squatting to the four pottery scorpions, and some of them scattered and slammed into the wall.

The group of black-faced red belly things subconsciously let them, as soon as they let, the palm of the pottery slowly moving, the palms are shrinking, slowly closing.

Meng Fu shook a sigh of relief, and a vest was cold and sweated against the wall.

"Boom."

Suddenly, Meng Fu swayed and prevented it from falling backwards. Even if she felt the hurricane blowing her face, she looked up and saw the black "hedgehog" that was just opposite her suddenly rushing to her eyes. The stinking saliva was about to drop on her forehead. The long claws of the scarlet nails that were raised first were already catching her eyelids.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and sinks, I am resting!

Suddenly, the shadow suddenly turned, and the whirlwind swayed. A pair of steel-like hands grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back to the ground. Meng Fu shook the subconscious mind and the other side sighed. "It's me!" ”

The voice of the battle against the wild.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and looses his heart. He almost falls down again. He is smashed by the battle of the North, and he is drunk. "Be careful!"

Hurry to grab him, Meng Fu shouted nothing to see clearly, "Where have you been?"

"I have been here all the time." The sword in the north of the field is waving in the hands of the sword, and the sword is as light as the electric cross. Answer, "Meet the same thing as you."

Meng Fu Shaan saw that he was now in the corner of a tomb, and the North Warrior was in front of her. Ji Yu and the remaining cavalry were also there. It was also a mural of a dome, a shattered clay pot, and a black monster whistling. At first glance, I still had my own tomb, or the monsters I met, but when I looked closely, I found that there were fewer funerary objects, and there were no pottery in the four corners. It was obvious that I had changed a batch.

She thought about it and asked, "Is the wall turned or moved?"

"Yes," the battle of Kitano wilderness killed a black monster that rushed up. "We were separated when we entered the tomb. This thick fog was a blind eye. During that time, the walls moved. This is probably three tombs. There are two ear rooms in a main burial chamber. The ear room you just had."

Meng Fu’s knife was silently wiped from a monster’s throat, bringing out a touch of blood and asking, “How do you know this is the main tomb?”

The battle in the north is wild, "Look."

After the pool, there is a small door hidden, and there are paintings on the door. The style is quite different. The style of the ethnic minority has always been quite strong. The pen is clean and concise, the color is light, the painting is a ship, and there is a light blue shirt on the boat. The Han Chinese men are leaning against the wind, and they look at the sea and sky with a hand, and they are a few strokes. The painting is wide, sparse, and a kind of smoke-like god-like posture, all on the wall.

Meng Fu shook at the painting, and suddenly remembered that he felt that it was wrong when he passed the tomb. It turned out to be this. At the bottom of the mural, I painted this picture. Because the style is completely different, I feel that something is wrong when I look at it. Now I look at it. Come, that is the owner of the tomb.

But this person seems to be a Han Chinese. The Dazu people worship the ancestors' tombs. How can a burial be a Han Chinese?

At this time, it was too late to think about it. Meng Fu yelled, "Is there a road? How come?"

"The Tomb of the Dao people is said to have a tomb under the tomb. In the depths of the empty mountain, the bones remain, so there should be a passage below the tomb, but I don't know if it is a waterway or a dry road." War North wild frowning looked at the ground, said, "These things." Too much, and the most important thing is that the formation will be launched."

Meng Fu Shah discovered that as the black monsters were killed more and more, their blood gradually flowed over the ground, filling the pits that were sinking little by little, and each one of the pits was followed by painting. The shallow ditch flows down to the bottom and looks at the pits, which are already full.

"It’s so good to kill..." Meng Fu shook his mouth and took a breath of air. Isn’t this the intention to get the entrant into a dilemma? If you don't kill these things, you can't live. If you kill, you can't bleed, and bloodshed will lead the battle. It turns out to be a dead end.

It may be possible to burn it, but the fire has already been smashed by the bat first, and the rest of the road is not enough, not to mention the fire.

Thunder bombs are not dare to use, there is a thunderbolt here, it is difficult to protect where it will not collapse, or trigger the formation.

The owner of this tomb is always doing a two-handed arrangement - leaving a channel for the natives to live and pass, and leaving a heavy and heavy level for the invaders.

The tomb thief who can enter this tomb, familiar with the allusions, will not drink the wine that is very dangerous at first sight, but if someone is stupid or has something else, this wine is drunk and enters here, then there is The last blood pooling method.

Meng Fu shakes and smiles, saying, "If we are all red in the Central Plains, it will be fine. A sword seals the throat, and blood only flows."

"It's useless." War North has no hesitation in his hands. "This thing is like a blood sac. It is a big blood in the puncturing. It is used to give us stab."

“Why is there no black fog here?” Meng Fuya suddenly found an anomaly. “Is there something that is always foggy?”

"Ji Yu grinds the remaining cockroaches and sprinkles them in this secret room." North Warrior, "He is not a common cockroach, the baby in the depths of the Ehu Raksha Island, the precious treasure. The effectiveness of evil spirits is very good, but now it’s a pity."

"I will pay." Meng Fu immediately replied, "Hurry up, I called Yao Xun to go to the sea to find."

There was no answer in the battle of Beiye. A sword killed two monsters and saw that the blood was about to fill the ground pits. The blood that flashed in the black light seemed to have a slight pulsation of life. Suddenly, "Shake, wait for me to hold you. Try to cross the law, so hurry up..."

"Don't think about it." Meng Fu shake interrupted him. "When are you a pig? If the law jumps and jumps, you want to hold me over, just want to use your back as a shield." , want me to live by your sacrifice? You forget it."

War North wild frowns, "How is your woman so suspicious?"

Meng Fu shook sneer, was about to refute him, and suddenly heard a low voice behind him.

At the same time, several black wind cavalry have shouted.

Meng Fu Sha and the battle of the North Wild Qi Qi - the Black Wind Cavalry will never be surprised, what happened?

Looking at the past, both of them stayed.

A few cavalry in the middle, Ji Yu, a cavalry suddenly shrank his body, very painful low-pitched, his body gradually shrink into a group, the head and feet touched together and continued to shrink, full of hair Falling, the clothes on the body cracked a little, and the black cloth fluttered like a butterfly. Immediately, those bare skins were cracked, and the bright flesh and blood color appeared.

His limbs gradually contracted, shrinking into thin claw-like things, his limbs slowly pale, his blood seemed to be pouring into his abdomen, his abdomen became red, a face slowly deformed, blood oozing out a little, and the red was blinking. Turned into black, a piece of condensation.

The swaying fire illuminates his face, and the facial features are distorted. Like the fierce **** who walked down on the mural, a cavalry on the side of his body, who saw the fire, saw such a face at a close distance, and was shocked by the wrist, and the fire was almost landing. The battle of the North wild one stretched out.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and looks at the cavalry who is still suffering from convulsions and contraction. He looks at his body, his weak limbs, his eyes stagnate and turns to the black-bellied monsters underneath the black skin... Is it true? ......

"Old German, old German!" Ji Yu used the only remaining hand to go to pull the cavalry, "Old German!"

"Don't touch him!" The words are in the battle of Beiye. At this moment, his face is also painfully distorted. It seems to be a bit like the cavalry. "He is poisoned!"

poisoned……

Meng Fu stared at the cavalry and suddenly recognized him as the one who refused to drink.

Because of the repentance of the past, the vow of the death of his wife, he did not drink the wine, so only this group of people was poisoned after stepping into this tomb.

Her heart is full of coldness, is this the fate of the arrangement? Is this a punishment for reincarnation? How cold is it to a person who is truly atonement!

The crowd was stunned, watching the cavalry struggle, watching him slowly, and gradually becoming the group of monsters.

Those monsters... are people.

Seeing that their companions, who are getting along with each other, are about to become a member of those monsters, they are unstoppable to become the permanent soul in this strange and gloomy tomb. The black-light cavalry who have been determined to do so will not be able to withstand such psychological torture. A man suddenly turned and threw himself on the wall.

For a long while, in his deep arm, there was a cry of groaning.

Such crying echoed in the empty tomb, desolate, sad, sorrowful, full of resentment against the tragic fate and helpless helplessness.

The fire flashed and saw the man on the front mural. The man on the high ship was still looking forward to the sky, and his eyes were far-reaching. He was not moving in the direction of the eternal direction.

Ji Yu looked at the fully deformed cavalry and muttered, "I should force him to drink..."

His voice did not fall, and the cavalry, who was struggling, suddenly slammed, and rolled into a monster group.

Everyone is stunned.

They are all the same black and black, the same thin limbs, the same **** belly - when he mixes into the monster group, they can no longer recognize their comrades.

How do they want to shoot again?

Every knife has the potential to break into the belly of a comrade who is accompanied by hardships!

The monsters began to cheer.

They seem to be very happy with the extra "people" in their team, and they have stopped their hands and surrounded it.

These "people" who have been trapped in the bottom of the mountain for a long time seem to be eager to see something fresh and excited to dance.

The cavalry fell into the monster group, rolled forward and rolled to the other side of the wall. He had already shrunk into a ball, but his arms were always holding something, black and round.

He began to hit the wall, but he couldn't move because of the cruel pain of his limbs. The new "companions" rushed over and clashed with him.

Everyone didn't understand what he was going to do at the moment. They all stood still and looked at him. Even after listening to the bang, the wall flipped and the other part of the ear flashed. The monsters subconsciously rushed in.

The cavalry finally went in, and the last glimpse of the wall collapsed. He looked back under the support of the monsters. It was no longer like a human face. Only the eyes still had a little breath of life, and the eyes flashed. Nostalgia, goodbye, loneliness, desolateness... and determination.

Then the wall closed and he was gone.

Everyone looked at me, thinking about his last moment's eyes, thinking about him, a man of high morality, a man who can eat three pounds of meat, can cut three heads with one knife, and fight the most brave man. From then on, the farewell to the black wind cavalry that swept Geya in the past, bid farewell to the identity of his normal person, bid farewell to all the friends and relatives, and say goodbye to the sunshine on the ground, and narrow down into this inhuman group. And this group of people who see who is tired of seeing who killed the wretched monsters into one, in this dark, dirty, never see the bottom of the tomb that can never be super-born, to live forever.

That's it... live?

That... too cruel.

Everyone is dead and dead, everyone is passing a thought in their hearts: ... it is better to die...

"boom!"

A low explosion came and the tomb swayed and everyone shook.

Everyone's face was white as snow, and Northfield slowly closed his eyes.

"咔嚓", a very subtle sound, Meng Fu shakes Huoran back, shouting, "Not good!"

The shallow pits on the ground, I don’t know when they were full, just when they were shocked by the changes of their companions, they were immersed in the sorrow of losing their companions, forgetting that his blood was also blood, and there was a lot of outflow. , shallow pits that flow to the ground.

Their attention was focused on that group, but they refused to think of it in the subconscious. Their companions, the moment they were already the same as the group of monsters, his blood was the same good sacrifice in this pit.

The pit is full!

The battle of Beiye took a hug to Meng Fu, almost at the moment when his hand just stretched out, a bang, the ground subsided, the pool collapsed, and a thick waist hole appeared, a large cluster of water sprays Out, the thick water column of the bucket slammed into the dome, and then slammed it on all sides, and the dragon rolled up.

Almost in an instant, the water filled the room, and everyone was washed away by the current. The sound of the sound came from the bottom of the water. The array was launched in the water at the same time. The arrows slammed and some people snorted. The bright red suddenly spread.

The battle of the North Field is dead and hugs Meng Fu Sha, and drink it. "This is Jiugong! I will tour you in the footsteps of the Jiugong Pai, and I will go to the back door!"

The back room has a higher terrain and, more importantly, there should be an exit there.

It’s easy to hold a person to swim and want to swim out. Meng Fu struggled, "Let me down, I understand the Jiugong footwork, let me swim!"

The battle against the North Field is not willing to let go, and she will hold her tightly. "Swing, the water is too big, I can't let you and me break away!"

He sternly, "Ahai, you are the best in water, responsible for holding the discipline!"

"Yes!"

In the north, holding the Meng Fu Sha, the horse is struggling to move forward against the current. At the same time, it is necessary to remember the chaotic arrows underneath. It is a very difficult and labor-intensive action to change the body shape in the water, not to mention the tomb. He has suffered internal injuries from the top of the boulder. He has already turned pale in the half of the tour. He does not know whether it is water or sweat, and a crystal is shining.

Rao is so he did not slow down at all, only a slight shock when he swam more than half, then immediately continued, Meng Fu shook his head and saw a **** ribbon in the water floated away, suddenly exclaimed, "You are hurt! Let me down!"

"To shut up!"

After the battle of the North Field, a slam, a body bomb, while the blood poured out faster, he finally touched the door of the back room.

Meng Fu shakes his nervous back and sees that the soldiers have also swam over, and it is inevitable that they will hang the color. The last one is the Ahai who carries Ji Yu. He earns a red face and moves forward step by step. Ji Yu is on his back. Shouted, "Let me go! I am a waste person, don't hurt you!"

The battlefield of the Northfield quickly untied the belt, and went to Meng Fu’s hand to buckle, and the other half buckled on his wrist. He hurriedly said, “I will pick it up.” Send Meng Fu up and send it, Meng Fu shakes the back door and avoids it. When I got to the water in my chest, I saw a small hole at the top. It was the place to open the door. She said nothing when she reached out.

When the hand reached in, it wasn’t the top door or the emptiness. It felt cold, meager, silky touch, like an individual, like the one she had touched in a tomb in the past, thinking that it was the battle of Kitano. people"!

She could even feel the breath of something spurting on the back of her hand, extremely subtle, but it made her all blow up.

Meng Fu’s heart screamed, his eyes were black, his heart was over, as long as the other party moved at the moment, he cut his wrist, and no one could reach into the hole to open the door. Everyone had to die here, so I thought The sky is cracked, and the landslides are extremely angry. In such a difficult road, so many people have died. In the end, I met this at the last moment. God is too **** and hateful!

She gritted her teeth, angered, and resentful in all things, her wrists did not shrink, and she punched out with a punch.

No matter if you are a blind man or a ghost, no matter what you want to do, the old lady will fight the ghost and kill the Buddha, and the first to start to force you to die!

Boxing out, boxing, but like hitting the empty space, that thing, and the seemingly absent breath suddenly disappeared, she hit the darkness of nothingness.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and laughs. He can't think too much. He quickly touches the door and then “slams” and the door opens.

The door opened, but the hand could not be retracted. The hole was too small. Meng Fu swayed and pulled a large piece of flesh to the owner of the back room.

I didn’t want to worry about the burning pain in my elbow. Meng Fu, who was overjoyed, quickly looked back. This time I was shocked.

The water level surged and forced the neck, while the rear, the Ahai carrying Ji Yu, suddenly passed through the lotus pond outlet, suddenly did not know what was sucked, and quickly fell to the ground.

At the moment of the fall, Ahai struggled to throw Ji Yu and threw it to the fast northward battle.

The battle of Beiye grabbed Ji Yu and reached out to grab him but grabbed an empty space. Ah Hai was sucked up by the huge suction port.

Ahai's body is sturdy, and it is blocked in the water outlet. The turbulent water is blocked, and the water level that is flooding the top of everyone's head is finally settled.

When the battlefield went to pull him, Ahai suddenly shocked, and then he raised his head vigorously. His face showed a weird smile. It seemed like a pain to relax. The smile waved in the water and looked at Beiye.

However, Ah Hai immediately waved his hand, grasping the edge of the nozzle tightly with both hands, and pressing there, indicating that everyone was rushing to the back room when the water level stopped. Everyone would give up him, and Meng Fu would stop at the door, fast. The way, "Untie the belt, tie it on the sea, then gather all the way to the door. I shouted one or two, and you rushed together, then vigorously brought Ah Hai."

Immediately, someone untied his belt and sneaked down to swim on the Ahai waist. The strange smile on A Hai’s face reappeared from the surface of the water. He saw his face pale and dead, but now he rose red. Hearing knows that he can't take too long to dive, seeing people gather around, and immediately drink, "Three!"

I pushed the door.

After the bang, the room door opened, and a large piece of water rushed over when it was violently rushed over. The crowd slammed into it and slammed into it. In the splash of water, there was a faint white object floating over it. Meng Fu Sha was held tightly in his arms by the North Field. The eyes were sorely flooded, only to see that there was no sputum in the back room. The high-powered man floating in the sitting position, the long hair was scattered, the green robes were white, and the silk was floating in the water.

It was just this sly light and shadow capture. The next second she and the North Battlefield were rushed into the wall of the back room by the water, where a hole was hit by the water, everyone was pushed by the water, spinning, colliding and rolling. Go on.

The wind is so fast that the light and shadow fly.

It is a waterfall-like river. The river is so fast that it flows through time. After the dense grass passes through the underground caves, it passes through the deep black cliffs and passes through the burial pits of thousands of people. A large piece of white bones sits on the bank of the river, squatting black. The empty eyes, silently watching the intruders of the great sacred places that no one could enter thousands of years ago, the broken bones in the gravel, some heads looked at the sky, thinking about life and The eternal proposition of sacrifice.

The long river bank stretched a few miles of white bone forest. The white bones turned into a white line in the vision of Meng Fu’s whirl and faint, and she screamed through her mind. She smelled the air. The dull and rancid death atmosphere, for thousands of years, the spirits are not destroyed, all flying above the mountain river.

The battle of Beiye always put her head in his arms, using her own body to resist all the broken water and waves of her bones, regardless of the posture of the great water flowing by the force of heaven and earth, how to whirl In the direction of the direction, he always magically hugged Meng Fu over his heart. She and her ingot on the heart of her heart were pressed tightly on her chest. In such a rushing river, she did not eat a lot of water.

Until they hit a bluestone, and then found that the water has been slow, and obliquely above, a cliff gap is looming.

Meng Fu shakes himself out and immediately reaches for the battle against Kitano. He has a scar on his body. When he hits the bluestone and finds a way out, the string that has been tightened is loose, and he almost stunned.

Shaking and standing on the bluestone, seeing the rest of the people were washed down by the water in turn, and the battle in the north field gasped low, and the eyes showed a happy smile.

He picked up the cavalry one by one and pointed at the gap. "We came out."

Everyone groaned on the rock to reveal the joy of the rest of the robbery.

With a bang, the last cavalry ran down with the water. He was the cavalry who had been holding Ahai. In such a violent tumbling, he also kept holding the belt and holding the stone and rejoicing, "I took Ahai. I gave it out." While looking back at Ah Hai, said, "You look like a big boy, it’s actually quite light..."

His words suddenly died in the throat.

Not only him, all the people who just showed a relaxed smile suddenly froze their smiles.

The belt is still there, Ahai is still there, but only half of it is left.

His body had already been cut off, and the exposed section was whitened by water, and the flesh was rolled up. It didn't look like a person's half body, but like a plaster.

Meng Fu shook his eyes.

Ah Hai... is already dead?

When he was sucked into the water outlet by the water, he was bitten off the lower body by something at the water outlet.

This is the case, he still throws Ji Yu, still looks out, using his own half body, stuck in the water outlet, grabbed time for their survival.

The light smile that he floated under the water is actually a smile of the deceased.

And they, happy to take advantage of the belt, thought that they had seized the life of their comrades, but in the end they found that it was just a soul that was released.

Ji Yu was sitting on the shore wet and drunk, looking at Ahai's body, and there was no expression on his eyes.

The fingers of the battle of Kitano were deeply hooked into the bluestone, and a deep scratch was slowly displayed on the bluestone, and there was blood on the scratch.

But someone exclaimed.

"What about Ronaldinho?"

After the battle of the North Field, he trembled and looked up, only to find that there was one less person.

A yellow-faced cavalry trembled. "...He was by my side first. I and he both had an arrow. He said that he was always protecting me. In the back room, we both bumped together. Blocked, he let me