The ground beneath your feet is tilting little by little.
The old man used all his strength to finally push a stone back into place.
The large iron chain in the stone pillar is much thicker than the others. It is easy to push the stone away. To move it back again, the corresponding iron chain must be stuck back together.
The iron chain was heavy and had lost half of its supporting force. Gravity was slowly breaking the balance, dragging all the huge iron forest into the abyss. It was even more difficult for the old man.
Fang Wei jumped over an iron chain with his knife, looked at the old man who had drawn out the wooden stick, and said: "No need to waste your efforts, old man, you are too late."
The old man ignored it and pushed down a stone.
Fang Wei frowned, turned the sword in his palm, and struck at the old man.
When he was about to cut down the old man, the old man swayed, took the wooden stick to another stone, and started pushing the stone again.
Fang Wei turned to look at him and sneered: "With this skill, if you want to kill me, you will definitely be able to successfully attack me after tiring me out."
"I don't kill the weak," the old man said.
Fang Wei didn't get angry, he shook his head and said, "I'm not a weak person."
"I won't kill the ugly ones," the old man said again.
Fang Wei frowned and said, "I'm not ugly."
"Ugly." said the old man.
Fang Wei looked at him coldly and suddenly smiled: "You old man, you are interesting."
The old man ignored it and continued to push the stick.
It was really too difficult. He used all his strength to move inch by inch.
Fang Wei looked cold and raised his sword again, attacking the old man.
As he approached, his wrist suddenly felt pain, and his weapon was instantly removed. Then there was a strong sound of wind, and the sword he had carried for many years inserted into another stone pillar with a "bang" sound, and was deeply stuck in the iron lock ring.
The old man shook off his hand and said, "You can't even keep your weapons?"
Fang Wei fell back a few steps. He could remain calm at first, but now this sentence completely made him angry. He immediately clenched his fist and attacked the old man again.
His wrist hurt again, and he was grabbed by the opponent. Fang Wei's eyes widened immediately. The opponent did not fight back, but grabbed his wrist and hit him straight with the wooden stick.
His furious punch pushed the stone forward several inches.
The phalanges were temporarily paralyzed, then severe pain struck, and the bones seemed to be cracked.
His wrist was thrown away again. After he stabilized his body, he looked at the place where the old man was standing and said angrily: "You deliberately changed the ground and provoked me on purpose, just to wait for my punch?!"
The old man continued to push and said, "You can just punch me again. This punch of yours saves me a lot of energy."
Fang Wei has always been cold and cruel, and has never been an uncontrolled person. Today, one after another, he completely lost control.
He did not come forward again, looked at the old man and said: "The two chains have been released, you are too late."
The old man turned around and continued to push the stone, saying: "We must fight to divide the Yin."
"Can't you feel it?" Fang Wei said, "It's collapsing."
There are seven large stone pillars here, rising from the cliff extending outward three feet from their feet.
Where they were standing were several large stone slabs stuck in the air on large stone pillars, connecting the stone pillars to the stone chamber.
As the iron chain sinks, the sand and gravel that have been deposited for hundreds of years under the stone slab are slowly peeling off, and the stone slab is also tilting inch by inch.
The old man stopped talking and used all the strength of his arms to push the stone back.
It is better to let out two chains than to let out three or four chains.
If you can fight for an inch of time, fight for an inch.
Things were in danger, and there was no time to turn the tide, so I tried my best to support the situation.
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"What's the sound?" Xia Zhaoxue looked up from the "map" and looked south.
Several of Shen Shu's subordinates heard the sound and ran away. The strong cold wind howled, penetrating the sky and the earth, and the only sound was the wind.
"It seems that there is no other sound." Rougu said, her voice was hoarse and dry.
Xia Zhaoxue got up and walked towards the south, feeling uneasy in his heart.
Several of his subordinates also climbed up.
"It seems... there is." One of his subordinates said.
The sound was mixed with the sound of the wind, too vague, like muffled thunder, like a landslide, or like the desolate echo of the bells of the ancient temple.
Rougu raised her eyebrows, paused, and looked towards the pool with feeling.
"Look," she pointed out, "the water outlet is out!"
The water level of the pond was already full, covering the outlet, about two feet from the shore. Now the outlet has come out again, although it is only a tiny few inches.
Xia Zhaoxue walked towards the shore and stared at the water outlet.
"Yes... have they found the trap? Did they find a drainage outlet under the pond?" Rougu said softly, feeling half tormented and half unable to lift her head.
If something happens to her young master, she should go find him, but she can't do anything.
In the face of volcanoes and seas of water, only then can we understand what great ability and talent are, and what the disparity is.
So she stopped crying and felt ashamed to even cry.
Because the old man left Xia Zhaoxue here to prevent them from wandering around randomly and going into the water to look for corpses again.
Actually...it seems to have become a drag.
"The drainage outlet at the bottom?" Xia Zhaoxue said, staring at the outlet.
It is possible that if there is a lake full of water, it will be extremely difficult to lift it up from the bottom of the lake unless there is great strength.
Drain the water as quickly as possible, just faster than the water can come out, but...
Xia Zhaoxue frowned and said sternly: "No!"
Not the water outlet!
He walked toward the water outlet, looked at the water level, and said: "It's not draining, the bottom of the pool is still sinking!"
"What?!" Rougu was surprised.
Everyone's eyes widened: "Still sinking?!"
"Yes," Xia Zhaoxue said, "It's still sinking."
They don't even know when it started to sink. It was very slow. If Rougu hadn't discovered the water outlet, none of them would have noticed it.
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The low wall separated from the base only reached a few inches above his knees, which could just protect Xia Zhaoyi from the wind while he was lying on the ground.
Now Zhili stood outside the low wall, still on the steps, facing the wind, with a serious and frightened expression, staring closely at the darkness to the south.
There were several tremors under the feet, the latest one was lighter than the previous ones, and it soon became calm and nothing happened.
But there was always an uneasiness in his heart that wouldn't go away.
Another strong wind blew in, bringing with it heavy moisture. I shivered and didn't know what to do.
But, it's okay.
He pursed his lips tightly.
Master said, he will be back in an hour.
Master's words are always the most reliable. He can just relax and wait for the time.
But, I'm still afraid.
He turned around and looked at Xia Zhaoyi, who was sleeping soundly in the low wall.
He was said to be in a deep sleep, but seeing how burned the senior sister was, she simply passed out...
Bah bah bah!
He immediately raised his hand and gave himself a mouthful.
What nonsense!
After the beating, I realized that there were no words spoken at all, it was my own thoughts, so I raised my hand and slapped my head hard.
I shot too hard, and I had auditory hallucinations, as if I heard some noise.
Zhili blinked his eyes, as if... wasn't he hallucinating?
What would that sound be?
He turned his eyes and looked into the darkness where the sound came from.
