[69 Book Bar - www.] The scene Heisha talked about seemed to be her dream. She seemed to have experienced a catastrophe with her own eyes. Blood red, corpses and brutal killings filled the beautiful place.
How could this be her dream?
Are the dead woman and man in her dream Xi Qian and Xi Qian’s lover?
What exactly is going on?
Ran Ge rubbed his head in pain, and a blood mist flew in front of his eyes. Suddenly, he returned to normal.
"Ge'er, what's wrong with you?"
Chixue noticed something was wrong with Range, looked at her anxiously, and then squeezed Range's hand.
"fine."
After a moment, Range shook his head and then recovered.
"Whatever you mean, it's none of our business."
Range raised her eyes and stared at Heisha coldly, "We understand your kindness, so you can leave."
Heisha frowned and sighed, "Are you still going?"
"yes!"
One word, decisive and unequivocal.
"good."
Heisha nodded, looked up at the night, his eyes far away, as if to say, I tried my best.
"Nanzhao is the first step for the goddess, so Zhongliluo must die."
After saying that, the black figure flashed and disappeared into the night.
"Ge'er, what happened to you just now?"
Chixue looked at Range worriedly and asked. She didn't say anything just now, probably because Heisha was there, so there was no secret between them.
"Sir, Mr. Hei Sha, what Hei Sha just said seems to be my dream."
Ran Ge frowned, and she was also confused. Could the dream that had been with her for many years be true?
"Ge'er, don't worry too much, let's go find Old Man Tianji, and things will eventually come to light."
Chixue smoothed Range's messed up hair and said gently, "You just need to remember that no matter what, we have to be together, do you understand?"
"Understand, no matter what we go through, we will never be separated!"
Range nodded, looking at Chixue with firm and affectionate eyes.
"song."
Chixue took Range in his arms and held Range in his arms. His heart was finally relieved. As long as they were together, all difficulties would no longer be difficult. With each other, what should they be afraid of?
"Mr. Scarlet Blood, we'd better go look for Qingyan and the others."
Ran Ge pushed Chi Xue away and looked around, "There are so many poisonous spiders, I don't know if they have escaped."
"Go find it."
Chixue patted Range's hand and told her not to worry.
As a result, two figures began to collect in the jungle.
*
In the night, Zhong Liluo and Shui Qingyan used Qinggong to shuttle through the mountains and forests very quickly, while the movement of poisonous spiders behind them continued.
"There's a river over there!"
Shui Qingyan happily looked at the river in front of her, reminding Zhong Liluo.
"Fly over."
Zhong Liluo nodded.
Two human figures pierced the moonlight, pointed their toes on the surface of the river, and flew across the river in a whoosh.
"call--"
Shui Qingyan took a long breath, patted her chest, and said in shock: "Fortunately, there is a river."
"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Leave immediately."
After dodging those spiders, Zhong Liluo did not relax. He was worried that the black killers would come after him. He had not yet finished practicing the magical secrets passed down to him by the Ghost King, and now it was impossible to deal with people from the Xueying tribe. Therefore, he hurriedly attacked
Shui Qingyan said.
Shui Qingyan nodded, smiled softly, and followed Zhong Liluo to leave.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Zhong Liluo's feet were empty and he fell directly.
Shui Qingyan ran over and took a look, and saw a black hole under a patch of grass. She immediately jumped in without thinking.
"How are you doing?"
There was no light in the black hole, and even the figures could not be seen clearly. Shui Qingyan was busy opening the fire certificate and asked eagerly because she heard Zhong Liluo sucking in air, as if he was injured.
"My foot is injured, it should be fine."
Zhong Liluo leaned against the wall and reached out to pull the clip on his foot.
After the fire was lit, Shui Qingyan saw a lot of blood flowing out of Zhong Liluo's feet. After a while, the blood began to turn black.
Zhong Liluo didn't seem to expect that the clip would be poisonous, and he immediately became wary and frowned.
"This should be a hole dug by hunters for hunting. How could it be poisonous?"
Shui Qingyan knelt down and helped to unclip the clamp. Watching the red mark gradually turn black, she became nervous.
"It's a pity that Chixue is not here."
Zhongliluo gritted his teeth, tore off a piece of cloth and tied it above the wound.
"How are you feeling now?"
Shui Qingyan looked at Zhong Liluo worriedly.
"It's okay, find a way to get up there."
Zhongliluo drew his sword and rushed directly into the cave.
Just listen——
"clang--"
There was a loud noise, and Zhong Liluo's body fell into the cave again.
"how so?"
Shui Qingyan looked at the entrance of the cave in disbelief. There was nothing there just now, but after she came down, there was an extra layer of iron bars on top.
Did someone do it on purpose? Did they not want them to go up there? Did they want them to die in the cave?
Who on earth is it?
How come the layout is so precise?
Shui Qingyan frowned, and then saw Zhong Liluo's body starting to shake.
Zhong Liluo did not expect that there would be an extra layer of iron bars on top. He clenched his fists and tried his best to keep his eyes open to prevent himself from fainting.
"are you OK."
Shui Qingyan hurried to help Zhong Liluo. She could feel that his strength was losing, and almost his whole body was pressed against Shui Qingyan.
"How are you doing?"
Seeing that Zhongliluo didn't speak, Shui Qingyan's expression changed and she began to shake Zhongliluo's body.
"Find a way to get out."
Zhong Liluo squinted at Shui Qingyan, his mind went dark, and he collapsed directly.
"Zhong Liluo, Zhong Liluo, you are not allowed to die, do you hear me? You are not allowed to die!"
Shui Qingyan knelt down and shook Zhong Liluo vigorously. She thought it was not a poison, but when she saw him falling down, her whole heart began to panic.
"Zhong Liluo, wake up, wake up!"
Seeing that Zhong Liluo didn't respond, Shui Qingyan pinched Zhong Liluo's body and called him hard. There was a cry in her voice, as if she was very panicked.
"I'm not dead yet."
After a while, Zhong Liluo lazily opened his eyes, staring at Shui Qingyan's pale face under the weak candlelight, with the slightest dazzle. Then he heard him sigh softly, if, at this moment, you were by his side.
The most important thing is how good the song is. That way, even if you die, it will be worth it.
The weak voice gave Shui Qingyan great strength. Seeing him wake up, Shui Qingyan felt relieved a little.
"What should I do now? What should I do if there is no antidote?!"
After feeling a little relieved, Shui Qingyan stared at the wound on Zhong Liluo's ankle and began to worry again. She even became a little incoherent and unexpectedly panicked.