Four people stood in the center of the black swamp, namely Ma Xiaoyao, Ouyang Zilan, Hu Yandong and Ouyang Wuwei.
"The water is full, what should we do next?" Ouyang Zilan asked.
"You guys wait here, I'll go down and take a look alone." Ma Xiaoyao moved his body, then jumped into the palace.
"Be careful." Ouyang Zilan shouted from above.
"Gulu...Gulu..."
Ma Xiaoyao held his breath and swam slowly in the water. With the faint light, he could see a table in the corner of the palace. There was a mysterious small box on the table. The lid of the box was still closed, and the inside could not be seen.
s things.
After observing quietly for a moment, Ma Xiaoyao took out a throwing knife from his arms, flicked his wrist, and threw it out.
More than a dozen flying knives penetrated the water curtain and flew towards the table in the corner.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Pfft..."
The table that had been calm just now suddenly began to shake violently. Rows of short arrows made of fine steel flew out from the bottom of the table, knocking down all the oncoming flying knives. Then a hole opened in the walls on both sides of the table and sprayed out.
A puff of dark poisonous smoke...
"Zi la...Zi la..."
"Puff puff……"
"Zizzizi..."
The poisonous smoke and water met and caused a violent collision.
Ma Xiaoyao quickly retreated to the exit, looking at the corner with unblinking eyes. As soon as he found that something was not going well, he would immediately escape from this place.
"Water" is indeed a good thing to restrain poisons. No matter how hard it struggles, the poisonous smoke cannot break through the confinement of "water"!
When the poisonous smoke comes out, it is wiped out by "water". As time goes by, the poisonous smoke gradually becomes lighter and finally disappears... When the poisonous smoke disappears, the water surface also drops by half.
Ma Xiaoyao secretly smacked his tongue, the poisonous smoke was so overbearing that it actually caused half of the water to evaporate.
After waiting for a while and confirming that all the traps were broken, Ma Xiaoyao quickly swam over and reached out to pick up the small box on the table.
"Rumble..."
The palace suddenly shook, and cracks began to appear on the surrounding walls.
"No!" Ma Xiaoyao's expression changed: "I didn't expect there was a mechanism! Pick up the box and the palace will collapse... What a cruel design... It's still too late to get out now, but there is another one in the palace below.
The box hasn't been taken out yet..." Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoyao put the box back on the table... The palace immediately stopped shaking, and the surrounding walls no longer had cracks...
It turned out to be the fault of the box!
"Xiaoyao, are you okay?" Ouyang Zilan shouted from above.
"I'm fine!" Ma Xiaoyao responded: "It's dangerous here, you guys get out first, I'll find you soon!"
"No, we have to go together!" Ouyang Zilan said firmly.
"Be obedient! Leave quickly!" Ma Xiaoyao shouted loudly: "You will only become a burden to me if you stay here!"
"It's better to listen to Mr. Ma." Hu Yandong's voice came from above: "We can't help much by staying here. It will only drag Mr. Ma down."
"Yes, let's leave first. I believe that with Master Ma's strength, nothing will happen." Ouyang Wuwei also persuaded.
Under the persuasion of Hu Yandong and Ouyang Wuwei, Ouyang Zilan finally reluctantly withdrew from the Black Swamp. Before leaving, Ouyang Zilan shouted: "Ma Xiaoyao, listen to me. If you have a
If there is a long time and a short time, I will commit suicide and go to the underworld to be with you! For me, you must live!"
"This silly girl!" Ma Xiaoyao was very moved in his heart. He had been in the secret realm for several years and was surrounded by almost all enemies. Only Ouyang Zilan was sincerely kind to him. She was a good woman and worthy of Ma Xiaoyao's cherishment.
After Ouyang Zilan and others left, Ma Xiaoyao opened the entrance to the thirty-second floor palace and let all the water in the thirty-third floor palace flow down...
Ma Xiaoyao took a deep breath, then jumped into the thirty-second floor of the palace. It took a lot of effort to break the mechanism inside, and then quickly ran over and picked up the box placed in the corner. This was a jade
The box is made of high quality, with some flowers and plants carved on it, making it look very mysterious.
The palace on the thirty-second floor has a jade box, and the palace on the thirty-third floor has a wooden and paper box. Except for the different materials, the two boxes are similar in other aspects, such as the same size and the carvings on them.
The flowers and plants are the same, and the workmanship is the same. They should be made by the same person.
Just like before, as soon as Ma Xiaoyao picked up the jade box, the palace began to shake violently. Ma Xiaoyao climbed up to the thirty-third floor of the palace without stopping, and then quickly ran to the corner and picked up the wooden box.
"boom!!!"
The palace shook even more violently, and countless fragments fell from the roof.
Ma Xiaoyao put the two boxes into his arms, and then ran towards the exit as fast as he could, one step, two steps... Finally he came to the exit, Ma Xiaoyao breathed out softly, he was finally safe... When he was ready
When I went out, the palace shook violently, and then collapsed quickly, hitting Ma Xiaoyao who couldn't get out in time...
…
"No!!!"
Ouyang Zilan let out a miserable cry. Seeing Ma Xiaoyao being buried alive, she collapsed. If Hu Yandong and Ouyang Wuwei hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed over long ago.
"Zi Lan, calm down!" Ouyang Wuwei advised: "Master Ma may not die!"
"Yes, Mr. Ma has his own destiny. He will be fine!" Hu Yandong also persuaded him.
"They were all buried alive? Are you still okay?" Ouyang Zilan was distraught, tears burst out uncontrollably: "Ma Xiaoyao! How could you do this! How could you leave me alone! Ma Xiaoyao, I
hate you!!!"
The palace had just collapsed and was buried by the surrounding swamp mud. Now there is no trace of the palace. Even if Ouyang Zilan and others wanted to come forward to rescue them, they were powerless.
Seeing Ouyang Zilan's sad look, Ouyang Wuwei was also extremely sad. He never dreamed that it would turn out like this...
"I believe Master Ma will definitely come out alive!" Hu Yandong said with certainty: "I have an intuition that Master Ma will never die like this!"
I hope so! Ouyang Wuwei said silently in his heart.
That was a thirty-three-story palace! It collapsed at the same time. No matter how powerful Ma Xiaoyao was, he would probably be angry on the spot! Moreover, the palace was still in the center of the black swamp. Even if Ma Xiaoyao was lucky enough not to be crushed to death, he would suffocate to death in the end.
No matter how he thought about it, Ma Xiaoyao would never be alive again.
well……
The losses were huge this time...
I couldn't find the fragments of the Tiangong map, but I still found a person. It was really frustrating!
"Xiaoyao...Xiaoyao..." Ouyang Zilan knelt down on the ground, looking at the collapsed place of the palace and crying... She didn't dare to ask Yandong and Ouyang Wuwei to persuade her, but she just couldn't get up, and she kept saying that she was going to the underworld to accompany Ma.
Xiaoyao scared Ouyang Wuwei badly.
"bump!"
Ouyang Wuwei stretched out his hand and chopped Ouyang Zilan's neck. Ouyang Zilan's eyelids rolled up and she fainted.
"What are you doing?" Hu Yandong was stunned.
"Master Ma's death has been a great blow to Zilan. I can only knock her out temporarily, otherwise she will cry to death here." Ouyang Wuwei sighed.
"You...you are treating the symptoms but not the root cause. When Zi Lan wakes up, she will still be heartbroken." Hu Yandong frowned.
"You have to take it one step at a time." Ouyang Wuwei picked up Ouyang Zilan, then turned around and strode away.
Hu Yandong took one last look at Black Marsh: "Master Ma, I hope you can create a miracle!" After saying this, Hu Yandong raised his feet and chased Ouyang Wuwei.
…
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold! Once a strong man is gone, he will never return!
Is Ma Xiaoyao really dead?
No!
He is still alive!
However, his situation at the moment is very bad. If he cannot escape as soon as possible, he will still die in the end.
When the palace collapsed, Ma Xiaoyao squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, trying to avoid being hurt as much as possible. He was pinned down by several beams and had no room to turn over.
"The treasures here are really not that easy to get!"
"I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes!"
"How can this be good!"
…
Ma Xiaoyao's heart was full of grievances. He seemed to have been possessed by the god of bad luck in recent years. He often encountered some bad things that gave him a headache. If it weren't for his strong endurance, he would have died of grievances.
After regaining a little strength, Ma Xiaoyao tried to move several beams that were pressing on him, but after a lot of effort, he could not move the beams. The beams themselves were very heavy, and there were some other beams pressed on them.
It is difficult for Ma Xiaoyao to shake these beams with his own strength.
I tried several times but failed in the end.
"Why has it become difficult to breathe?" Ma Xiaoyao's face changed: "It seems that the air in here is getting less and less, no! We must find a way to get out of here quickly, otherwise we will definitely be suffocated to death in the end!"
Ma Xiaoyao was going to be suffocated to death, and Ma Xiaoyao's heart was tingling. Death was not terrible, but dying in a cowardly manner was terrible.
what to do?
What should we do?
Facing the threat of death, Ma Xiaoyao's heart became a mess. The more confused he became, the less he could think of a way to escape. Sweat flowed down his forehead, which fascinated Ma Xiaoyao's eyes. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat.
He said sadly: "Am I really going to die here?"
This time it seems that we are really in dire straits!
In the past, when he encountered danger, Ma Xiaoyao could always think of a way to escape, but this time he couldn't think of a way to escape even though he tried his best.
Impatient, flustered, frustrated, helpless!
Ma Xiaoyao was really anxious.
As time passed by, the air in the ruins became increasingly scarce, and Ma Xiaoyao's breathing became increasingly difficult. In order to save the limited air, he could only hold his breath, and only took a breath when he could no longer hold it in.
