"The entrance to the cave is not completely blocked. I'll stop him, but you can go out. Don't hesitate," Xiang Que said, drawing out the magic whip.
"Haha, are you kidding?" Wang Kunlun curled his lips: "I noticed that you are always very humorous recently. What, you are Lei Feng?"
"I'm not kidding you. I'm keeping him in check. Don't conflict with the other party after you get out of the cave. These people will never hesitate to kill you, so try to keep a low profile and don't say anything. I can at least ensure that I'm safe in a short period of time. I
As long as I can hold on for a while, this zombie will have nothing to jump on."
Wang Kunlun frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Get out, you'll know when you get out." Xiang Que took the magic whip and swung it towards the zombie decisively. The zombie who had suffered from the magic whip before was stunned and roared in fear. Wang Kunlun then followed.
They rushed over to Xiang Que's side.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
The magic whip in Xiang Que's hand hit the zombie's body like raindrops like raindrops. His violent beatings made the zombie suffer a lot, and wounds appeared one after another on his body.
When the zombie was pushed aside by Xiang Que, Wang Kunlun saw the right moment and rushed out without hesitation. He directly pulled away a pile of rocks and ran towards the entrance of the cave and quickly walked outside. The zombie didn't even look at it.
Look at him, among the group of people, he only has a deeper memory of Xiang Que, because he was the only one who suffered the most.
"Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step," a sound of footsteps came from inside the cave. The two old men, the young man and the woman in white frowned and looked over at the same time.
"They didn't die inside. These two young men had some tricks up their sleeves," an old man said calmly.
Wang Kunlun came out of the cave with a disgraceful face. As soon as he came out, his eyes were fixed on the three people, but he wisely chose to remain silent.
"There is another one. It seems that he has been left behind." The young man glanced at Wang Kunlun indifferently and smiled: "You shouldn't look at me with such hatred. You have to pretend to be nonchalant even if you pretend.
Looking at me like this, I will definitely think that you will seek revenge on me for your companions in the future. Do you think I can leave a curse on myself...Although you are not a curse, I just don't want to leave a curse on myself.
You're just looking for trouble. If you don't die inside, it will be the same if you die outside."
"Shut up," Wang Kunlun asked with narrowed eyes.
Xiang Que never expected that this young man would be so thoughtful and vicious, that he would actually have murderous intentions even though he had no grudge or involvement with them.
"hehe······"
An old man next to the young man waved slightly, and Wang Kunlun was immediately sucked in with great force uncontrollably, and then his neck was firmly grasped in the palm of the old man's hand.
Wang Kunlun suddenly felt his breathing stagnant. It seemed that his neck would be broken by the opponent in just a moment, and he had no strength to resist now.
"Riding a white horse, I walked through three passes... I wore plain clothes and returned to the Central Plains, leaving Xiliang alone... No one cared about me." From below the cave, a song like a broken gong suddenly floated up.
The singing sound is unpleasant, a bit like the intermittent hissing sound of a radio when the signal is poor.
"Zhuo La, Zhuo La, Zhuo La" A donkey walked happily towards the mountain with small steps. There was an old man wearing a Taoist robe sitting on the donkey, and he put his whole body on the donkey's back as if he was paralyzed.
Looks extremely lazy and decadent.
The stunned people all looked over, with confusion and confusion in their eyes.
The donkey took small steps up the mountain and walked to the cave, then stopped and stood still.
The old Taoist on the donkey's back had a pair of cloudy eyes stained with a few drops of eye droppings, and a few dark nose hairs sticking out of his nostrils. His hair was pulled back casually and was covered with oil stains. The Taoist robe he was wearing could not be seen from his true colors.
Yes, it's a bit nauseating.
The old Taoist looked at several people for a few times and then withdrew his gaze, then raised his head and looked diagonally into the air at a 90-degree angle.
This scene made several people a little confused. The old man who was holding Wang Kunlun hesitated to break his neck and looked at the old man with fear.
Suddenly, a broken sword suddenly stretched out from mid-air in front of the old Taoist. The broken sword was covered with rust.
The broken sword stretched out directly from mid-air and swiped downwards, creating a pitch-black gap. An extremely cold aura suddenly emerged from the gap, followed by bursts of cold wind.
"The underworld...this is the breath of the underworld," another old man said in surprise.
"Whoa!" The gap stretched until it was as tall as a person and suddenly opened, revealing a huge hole. A foot stepped out first, and then a figure stepped out of the gap.
The figure landed quietly on the ground, holding a broken sword. He glanced at the old man on the donkey's back and then remained silent.
The old Taoist and the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared stared at the northwest of the cave at the same time. After a moment, a figure quietly appeared on the horizon in the distance. After taking a few casual steps, he walked from far to near.
Piaoran appeared in front of the cave, and in just the blink of an eye, he had already walked nearly several kilometers.
The last person to arrive was wearing an ordinary long gown and had a resolute face in his thirties. He looked at the old Taoist and the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, and then respectfully bent down and saluted them.
The old man on the donkey glanced sideways at him and snorted. The middle-aged man holding the broken sword smiled, his smile was gratifying and peaceful, revealing an infinite sense of care.
Three strange people came to the cave one after another, an old Taoist riding a donkey, a middle-aged man who had crossed over from the underworld, and a young man with an expression on his steps. These three people stared at the cave at the same time.
"This is..." The young man asked an old man next to him in a low voice: "What's the origin? Can you tell the depth?"
"..." The old man was silent for a while, looking at the three people not far from him speechlessly.
"You can't tell, but it's scary." After a long time, the old man said.
"Whoa!" The middle-aged man holding the broken sword suddenly turned his head, waved to Wang Kunlun, and said: "Boy, come here."
"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough." Wang Kunlun coughed a few times and gestured downward with his eyes. There were still these hands on his neck.
The middle-aged man looked at the old man holding Wang Kunlun's neck calmly and said nothing.
A drop of cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead, and then he slowly let go of his hand. When the middle-aged man looked over, he felt that he was unable to resist and could only let go.
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