Through the hazy water vapor, Li Kangkai and Ma Tiexin saw that Deng Long's face was very pale and his expression was very solemn. The brothers had been through life and death for so many years, and they had never seen Deng Long with such a pessimistic expression. The two of them were like a snowy day.
Drink ice water and know when you feel cold
In fact, Deng Long is not exaggerating at all. Compared with the original Nine-Star Pagoda of 'Yuan Datou', this seven-story demon tower is much more terrifying. No matter how powerful the people on the Nine-Star Pagoda are, they can always deal with it with the skills of his brothers, but
In this mysterious seven-story monster building, everything is so weird and unpredictable. If Deng Long can protect himself, there will be no problem, but the safety of Li Kangkai and others is the real reason for him to worry.
Paul's sudden death made Deng Long very uneasy. Needless to say, Mr. Mo and several other mercenaries were also dead or alive. The situation was so dangerous that Deng Long could not even tell Li Kangkai and others the truth. Through the "eye of the sky", Deng Long saw
There are layers of evil energy and yin energy that are entangled. I don’t know how many people died unjustly in this underground river. The accumulation of resentment has formed layers of visible white energy.
"Ziwu hour" is the time when the underground Yin energy is at its strongest. Deng Long can only concentrate on it now and adapt to changes at any time. He only hopes that the "Ziwu hour" will pass quickly and reach the third floor of the demon tower as soon as possible.
"Xiaolong, it's not as serious as you said. With a man like you here, I'm afraid of the ball." Li Kangkai smiled and said, breaking the dull atmosphere.
"Old Li, smoking is a blessing, not a curse. It is a curse that cannot be avoided. You are right. Our brothers are waiting here to see if there is anything that can stop our brothers." Ma Tiexin said loudly and boldly
Deng Long gave a wry smile, squeezed out a smile on his face, took the cigarette handed over by Li Kangkai, sat on the head of the raft, took two puffs and said: "Old Ma, give me your saber, Old Li, put the bloody bullets in it"
Okay, let’s get ready for a good fight.”
Wilkins' face was extremely ugly, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Mr. Deng Long, what should I do about this?"
Deng Long turned his head and glanced at Ma Tiexin, and at the same time, he stabbed Duan Yuxuan in the neck who was carrying him. Duan Yuxuan didn't even have a chance to grunt, and fell down on the raft.
"You, what are you doing?" Wilkins took a step back and asked in surprise.
"Mr. Wilkins, have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine." Ma Tiexin walked up to Wilkins and struck a blow with his hand. Wilkins also passed out on the raft.
"Done!" Ma Tiexin clapped her hands and said
"Well, no one knows what will happen later. This is a last resort." Deng Long spread his hands and said with a helpless smile.
Ma Tiexin handed the saber to Deng Long. Deng Long took the saber and rubbed the blade with his hand. Suddenly, the blade cut into his palm, and blood flowed straight down the blade into the tip.
"Here, Xiaolong, what are you doing?" Ma Tiexin asked in surprise.
Deng Long smiled, pulled off a corner of his shirt and wrapped it around his wrist. He threw the saber to Ma Tiexin and said, "Brother Ma, you have forgotten that my blood is much more effective than that black dog's blood. This knife is enough."
You defended yourself"
Ma Tiexin was deeply moved. He took the saber and said with a bitter smile: "I would rather use the blood of a black dog. You know, I hate to see my brother bleed the most."
"Okay, Lao Ma, we are the only three brothers left now. We have to fight for life or death. Let's take a few sips first!" Li Kangkai patted Ma Tiexin's shoulder with emotion and rummaged through Duan Yuxuan's backpack.
He took out the soft leather wine bag and took a sip.
"Have fun! Old Ma! Come!" Li Kangkai was so proud that he threw the wine bag to Ma Tiexin
Ma Tiexin only felt his blood boiling. The feeling that he had not felt for a long time came back. He took a big gulp, smacked his lips, threw it to Deng Long and said: "Xiaolong, come on, our third brother, let's get excited again today. It's his grandma's. It's been a long time."
So happy”
Deng Long had an indescribable feeling in his heart. With such a good brother, what else could he ask for, and what else could he be afraid of? He took the wine bag, took a few sips, and shouted: "Enough!"
The three of them took turns to drink two rounds, and a group of black things quickly went down the river, sinking and floating, and drifted towards the raft.
"His grandma's, it seems to be Old Man Mo. Is this guy not dead yet?" Ma Tiexin took a closer look, and sure enough, Mr. Mo floated over with the water. His head was bobbing in the water, and his hands were waving desperately on the surface of the water, shouting from time to time.
A low "help" sound, very strange on the empty underground river
Deng Long sneered and said: "It's time to come, it's here anyway, brothers, look at what tricks this ghost is playing!"
Li Kangkai and Ma Tiexin naturally understood what Deng Long meant. Taking advantage of their drunkenness, they pretended to be very surprised and shouted at Mr. Mo: "Is it Mr. Mo?"
Mr. Mo's head sank and he quickly drifted to the edge of the raft. He grabbed onto the raft with his pale hands and his face was frighteningly pale. He gasped and said tiredly: "Quick, pull me up quickly."
Deng Long pulled Mr. Mo up and said with panic on his face: "Mr. Mo, come on, have a drink and calm down first!"
Mr. Mo sat on the raft, panting heavily, waving his hands and saying: "No, no, I, I don't drink."
The three Deng Long brothers looked at each other knowingly and vaguely remembered that Mr. Mo had a wine bag in his hand when they killed the giant spider. At this moment, Deng Long was 80% sure that the real Mr. Mo was dead, but Deng Long
Long decided to play with this wild ghost
"Mr. Mo, what happened? Why are you the only one left? Where are Paul and the others?" Deng Long asked Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo looked at Duan Yuxuan who fainted on the raft, his eyes flashed with coldness and excitement. He could tell at a glance that Duan Yuxuan was a boy. It would be best if he could absorb his Yang Yuan. In this thousand years
Although there have been countless tomb robbers in the dark river, this is the first one who is a boy.
"Mr. Mo, are you okay?" Li Kangkai asked with a smile.
Mr. Mo quickly smiled and said: "Our raft was following you. Suddenly the fog in the underground river became heavy. The raft didn't know what it hit. Paul and I were separated. Fortunately, I am proficient in water properties, so I was able to save the little one."
life"
"Really? I thought Mr. Mo overturned the raft on purpose and killed Paul and the others!" Li Kangkai approached Mr. Mo and said with a smile.
Mr. Mo's expression changed and he stammered: "This, this, how can you talk like this?"
"Really?" Ma Tiexin suddenly thrust his saber into the underground of the raft. A shrill scream came from the underground of the raft, followed by a violent roll of black bubbles.
"Are you trying to do the same trick again? Delaying the time on purpose, waiting for the kid at the bottom to cut the reins of the raft and drag us into the water?" Deng Long sneered.
Mr. Mo's expression changed, he stood up and was about to throw himself into the river.
"Brothers, take action!" Deng Long shouted, and two thunderbolts from his palms had already hit Mr. Mo.