Gordon's expression remained normal as he watched the kudzu vines swing rapidly across the top of the sand dune and bounce towards a large river below.
Ge Ying hung on the top of the vine, gasping and saying: "Why, don't you want to know what the gift is?"
"It's just sending me across the underground river, it's no big deal." Gordon grabbed Ge Ying and tore off the vine ring on the opponent's ankle. His voice was too calm, which made Ge Ying feel frustrated that he had missed the mark.
feel.
"It's no big deal? Do you know what's on the other side of the river?" Ge Ying couldn't help shouting, his throat made a hard twitching sound, and his chest was oozing blood as he heaved rapidly. "There are... gray tin-level ferocious beasts there, and...
There are many veterans of the Blood Hell Society who are... more ruthless and stronger than you! You are finished!"
Gordon looked at Ge Ying again with a strange look.
"Ha... ha, are you scared too?" Ge Ying's face twisted in pain and excitement, "You will soon... die... with me."
Gordon shook his head: "I originally planned to go there, but you took me a shortcut."
Ge Ying yelled at the top of his lungs: "You lied!"
"Crack!" The kudzu vine bent sharply and broke with a snap, and they fell into the surging river below.
Gordon grabbed hold of Ge Ying, and at the moment when he was about to fall into the water, he pressed him under him and used it as a flesh pad. "Bang!" The water splashed, and the impact of the high-speed fall caused Ge Ying's eyes to turn black and his bones and flesh to burst.
, but Gordon still didn't let go of him.
The turbulent undercurrent enveloped them with irresistible force and rushed forward. In front of them was a steep cliff. The river roared like thunder, forming a 100-meter waterfall pouring downwards, with white sheets hanging down the cliff.
Gordon grabbed Ge Ying with one hand, relaxed his limbs, and adjusted his breathing skills to match the ups and downs of the waves. He let the river water carry him all the way, and plummeted downwards with the waterfall. It must be said that Ge Ying's choice of landing point was excellent, and he must have carefully chosen it.
During the inspection, the rapids in this section of the river were so fast that it was difficult for humans to break free. The river was adjacent to rugged rocky mountains and was too high to be climbed. Gao Deng could not swim back to the other side.
"Boom!" The river waterfall roared and rushed down the cliff, spraying snow jade and pouring rapidly. After several twists and turns, the water gradually slowed down and finally flowed into a low red vine forest.
Gordon dragged the unconscious Grid Eagle while looking around. The red vines twisted and twisted, took root in the water, and spread over most of the river. All kinds of strange insects climbed on them. The vegetation in the distance was gloomy, blocking the sky and light, and occasionally
Several low howls of ferocious beasts were heard.
This area is already a hunting area on the other side of the river. Most of the fluorescent plants are low and grow on the ground. The light is blocked by the airtight trees and vines above, making it look dark and deep.
Suddenly, the water surged, ripples appeared, and a thick water line rushed towards Gordon. Under the river surface, a giant crocodile covered with dense scales loomed.
Gordon stared at the approaching waterline, let go of Grid Eagle, and kicked him towards the giant crocodile.
The severe pain caused Ge Ying to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a bloody mouth covering his field of vision. With a "click", the white crocodile teeth closed together, and the strong bite force broke the spine. Ge Ying was miserable.
He shouted and turned his head, just in time to meet Gordon's eyes.
Gordon glanced at Grid Eagle, jumped towards the red vine, and quickly went away.
Ge Ying suddenly understood the meaning of that glance: "You are no longer of use." He closed his eyes with a sad smile and allowed the darkness, exhaustion, and pain to swallow him like cold river water.
Gordon did not leave far away. He climbed up a tall and dense tree, took off his wet clothes and pants, squeezed them dry, and emptied the water from his boots.
Ge Ying did cause him some trouble. Most of his weapons and equipment were left on the battlefield, and the hidden weapons and alchemy potions in the inner pockets of his cloak were naturally unable to be retrieved. Now, except for the steel wire around his waist, the crossbow and boots on his back,
The last dagger in it, nothing else.
His injuries were not minor either. His legs and arms suffered several tendon contusions due to excessive speed. His skin was covered with blood spots from needles and rainy sources. The stab wound on his waist and the arrow wound on his shoulder were still bleeding, and the wounds were covered with blood.
The water soaked in the river turned white and swollen, and the pain continued. But it was his first time here, and the situation was unknown. He did not dare to search for healing herbs rashly. He could only use his source of energy to dispel the cold and wetness on his body and slowly recover from his injuries.
After a while, the cicada came out quietly. It looked around a few times, slid up onto Gordon's shoulder, stared at the bleeding wound, and scratched it with its fingers.
Gordon frowned slightly, Cicada vaguely noticed his pain and retracted her hand as if frightened.
"It's no big deal." Gordon smiled indifferently. As long as you are familiar with this terrain, whether it is wound medicine or weapons and equipment, you can take it from the people of the Blood Prison Society. Those people are just the bottom members of the Blood Prison Society and have the highest source of power.
It is only the peak of the gray tin level. But with his pure skills, the speed of the wind hole and the power of the totem's hard work, he is enough to leapfrog the level and fight.
Cicada looked at Gordon blankly, and then at the wound, with a confused expression on her face. After a while, she stretched out her little tongue and gently licked the wound, but the bleeding still didn't stop. Cicada started crying again.
After staying there for a long time, I dipped my fingers into the thick yellow mucus and applied it on the wound.
"Don't do this, the bleeding will stop on its own." Gordon wiped away the snot from his nose.
"Blood-blood-blood." Cicada scratched her head anxiously, stared at the wound, and shouted repeatedly, "Blood-blood-blood."
Gordon felt the little goblin's worry and stroked its messy hair soothingly.
"Heh-heh-heh." Cicada seemed to suddenly remember something, clapped its hands and grinned. It rubbed its body vigorously, rubbed out a pile of black ash, and sprinkled it on the wound.
Almost instantly, the bleeding miraculously stopped.
"No - no - no!" Cicada pointed at the wound and shouted to Gordon in a showy manner.
Gordon looked at the goblin in surprise. He had read in a book that there was a kind of goblin called "Singing Grass" whose saliva had miraculous healing properties. But the singing grass goblin had a green body, wings, and was beautiful.
The appearance of the cicada is completely different from that of the cicada. The saliva of the singing grass fairy is also fragrant, but it is not as inconspicuous as the gray dirt of the cicada?
The cicada rubbed out the dust again and again until it was all over Gordon's body, and then she crawled back to the Devil's Tree out of breath. She was so tired that she fell asleep without saying a word.
Seeing that all the blood had solidified, even though Gordon was calm-minded, he couldn't help but feel happy at this moment. Cicada's body had miraculous effects on stopping bleeding, allowing him to fight for his life from now on, without any worries.
Ge Ying tried his best to get himself to the dangerous place on the other side of the river. But fighting to the death and going into danger alone was what Gordon wanted. What's more, in the eyes of the technical school, nothing can stimulate potential and break through the limits of skills more than tempering life and death.
Method.
The most important thing is that there is something he must win on this side of the river.
In recent days, Gordon has roughly understood the contents of the jade scrolls and stone tablets in the ruins of the temple. Most of them are poems praising the gods, as well as some absurd devil legends. But one scroll is quite valuable, recording the story of the sand cave.
A certain generation of martial arts masters of the tribe were executed for blasphemy because of practicing evil martial arts. According to the temple tradition, the blasphemer is evil, and his property will be contaminated by evil. Therefore, after the death of the martial arts master, his body will be accompanied by all
The belongings were buried together in a mysterious place called the "Sin Pit" on the other side of the underground river.
The scroll said that the Sin Pit was located in the heart of a conglomerate mountain and was specially designed to bury blasphemers. The location was extremely hidden. Gordon found a few words describing the Sin Pit in another stone tablet: "Where piranha flowers bloom, sin
His blood is like ink, the devil spreads its wings, and the light cannot shine in."
In the pit of sin, there may be a secret book of martial arts suitable for him buried. Gordon concentrated his mind, circulated his energy, and silently waited for the next hunt.