When Fang Hongzhao rushed to Yanya Prison from Feihua Valley, this desolate land was in chaos. He had heard about the treasure earlier, so it was not surprising that so many people came.

But this time there wasn't even a trace of the treasure, and there was already a fight. It was really funny.

Fang Hongzhao sat on Guoren's back, looking down from mid-air, with everything in sight.

Akabane Jindie led the way, and it was obvious that Yan Jue was in trouble.

She patted the nuts and said, "Stay close to the ground."

This white eagle has been trained to understand people's words. When she pointed it out, it immediately leaned down and fell.

After searching for a long time, I didn't see Yan Jue. To my surprise, I saw Fang Baimei's figure.

Fortunately, she was not the only one coming this time. Looking at the giant gliding kite coming not far away, Fang Hongdrill grinned and stood up on Guoren, "If I can't catch you this time, I, Fang Hongdrill, will

I'll take your last name!" After saying that, he jumped out of the air.

Fang Baimeijiao and Yin Chang did not participate in the battle. They just came out to stop the mountain explosion and instigated it. The explosion of the mountain meant that the butterfly blood Gu would fail again, and the group of ants that came for sacrifice were almost destroyed.

Their purpose. Fortunately, Fang Baimei was smart and said that the treasure was inside the mountain, and a few people started fighting instantly.

Jiao Yinchang noticed what was happening in the sky and motioned to Fang Baimei, "Look!"

"Not good..." Fang Baimei frowned, "People from Feihua Valley are actually here..."

"What!" Jiao Yinchang's eyes suddenly turned red, "Don't let them know about the butterfly blood Gu. I will blow up the passage to the sacred tree."

Looking at Fang Hongzhao jumping down from the air, she grabbed him and said, "No, she has already seen us. There is no three hundred taels of silver here, she is smart..."

Jiao Yinchang paused, "What should we do?"

"The only thing we can do is take a gamble..." Let go of the five fingers that tightly squeezed him, "You go and hide and don't come out. After I lure her away, you can go to the sacred tree to transfer the butterfly blood Gu."

"Okay." After saying that, he turned around and ducked into the mountain cave.

Fang Baimei jumped off the cliff and landed on a rock emerging from the mist.

Fang Hongzhao stopped on the cliff opposite and shouted from the air: "Fang Baimei, you can't escape today!"

She flicked her cloak and raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose, with a sneer in her charming eyes, "Catch me if you can."

"You!" Seeing her flying over the cliff, Fang Hongzhao stamped her feet angrily, "Just wait for me!"

Behind him, a middle-aged woman in red clothes caught up and shouted to stop Fang Hongdrill, who was about to catch up with Guo Ren.

"The leaves are back."

She turned to look at the woman on the cliff and shouted, "Mom, wait until I catch her and bring her back."

"I will catch Fang Baimei." The woman reminded her: "Don't forget the business of coming here. You go chase the Red Feather Golden Butterfly and find the whereabouts of the city lord."

She responded, "I know." She immediately let the nut fly down the cliff and into the thick fog.

***

She didn't know how long she had been asleep. Mo Shuruo opened his eyes in a daze, and the surrounding environment was still the same underground river as before. She got up and felt Yan Jue's pulse. Fortunately, she was just a little weak.

Looking up, there was no way out of the jagged rocks, and the mountain seemed to have quieted down. There must be nothing going on outside. He also had a fire stick in his bag, so Mo Shuruo took a closer look and found a strip of water along the coast.

The way to go. There is no way to stay here. We can only go out by luck.

A cough came, and she immediately ran back and helped Yan Jue up, "You're awake."

Yan Jue covered the injury on his arm and said weakly: "Isn't Akabane Jindie back yet?"

"Not yet." Compared to the crazy crying before, she has calmed down significantly now, "I just found a way, maybe I can get out. How is your health? Can you walk?"

Yanjue nodded, "Help me up."

The two of them took advantage of the halo of the fire to help them walk out.

The underground river was very quiet, and there was nothing on the road. It was just that the rocks were messy and not flat enough. Mo Shuruo reminded him carefully, while observing the surroundings, he picked up a stick on the ground to prevent anything from rushing out.

The two of them walked out slowly. Thinking of his wound, they couldn't help but worry, "Is your wound okay?"

Yan Jue said: "It doesn't matter, I have sealed the acupoints to stop the bleeding."

"Oh." She nodded, not knowing what else to say. In such a closed environment, there were only two of them, and the sound of sand and gravel on the soles of shoes could be heard in the empty space.

Yan Jue suddenly said: "Don't do such dangerous things in the future."

Uncle Mo was puzzled, "What..." before he finished speaking, he suddenly reacted, "I had no choice but to trick you into letting go, but you were too careless to jump down..." As he spoke, he wanted to teach him a lesson more and more, "Your eyes

I can’t see, I don’t know how high the cliff is, so I should be more careful, how can I jump just as I say!”

Yan Jue smiled and didn't care much, but said, "It's my fault."

Mo Shuruo was stunned. She didn't expect that Yan Jue would suddenly say such a thing, which made her even embarrassed. But she had just shown her authority just now, and it was too embarrassing to be cowed immediately, so she had to say awkwardly: "What's wrong?"

"I didn't protect you."

"..." Mo Shuruo didn't speak for a long time and then said: "You... do you know that it is inappropriate to talk to a girl like this?"

The banquet will never be understood.

She continued: "Although protection is a responsibility, if you say it too much, it will turn into a promise. Have you said this to other girls before?"

He smiled, "That's not true."

Mo Shuruo pretended to smile stupidly, "Fortunately, I know what kind of person the city lord is, otherwise I would have fallen into your gentleness."

He was stunned for a moment and said, "I remember."

From what he heard, he probably meant that he would never say these words again. Mo Shuruo's smile gradually stopped, and a sour feeling arose in his heart: He really didn't have that kind of thought about himself...

The awkward atmosphere of not speaking arose again, and she wanted to say something casually, but he raised his hand to stop her, "There is movement not far ahead." He turned his head to listen, and his voice was a little low, "There is only one person."

Mo Shuruo immediately tightened the stick in his hand. If he ran into that Miao man or Fang Baimei, it would be the end.

The two of them hid behind the corner of the stone wall, waiting for the person to show up and planned to give him a slap. Mo Shuruo held the wooden stick in both hands, and his palms became sweaty. He did not expect that one day she would also beat someone. He was afraid in his heart.

He was more nervous. The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and the moment he passed by, the stick was already swung at his head.

The person who came here was obviously good at martial arts. Faced with Mo Shuruo's sneak attack, she responded quickly, using three hidden silver needles in her backhand. If Yan Jue hadn't been there, she would have been in bad luck.

Soon after, the silver needle struck and he was palmed back the way he came. The visitor screamed and fell to the ground. The sound sounded familiar. Mo Shuruo immediately stopped, blew the fire stick again, and came closer.

At first glance, "Red leaves!" Seeing the person coming, Mo Shuruo's heart dropped to the ground. He was surprised and happy at the same time, "How did you get into this underground river?"

Fang Hongzhao sat on the ground with a disgraced face, looking innocently at the two of them, "You guys are too cruel!"

Looking at the three silver needles on her arm, Mo Shuruo quietly put away the stick and said awkwardly: "Didn't you place those needles yourself..."

She climbed up and patted the dust off her body, pulled out the needle in her hand, and said angrily: "It wasn't you who attacked me first!"

Yan Jue smiled: "You should be lucky that I haven't done anything yet."

She rolled her eyes secretly, "Then I have to thank you, City Lord, for your mercy." After making sure that the two of them were okay, she continued: "I was flying well on the Nut Kernel, but the group of people outside just gave me explosives.

I came down. After I fell in from the crack in the stone, I walked a long way and came here when I saw the Red Feather Golden Butterfly. Having said that, shouldn't you be at Mo's house in Qing'an? Why are you here?"

"I..." Mo Shuruo hesitated, "I did it because..."

Fang Hongzhao glanced at Yan Jue next to him and suddenly showed a weird smile.

Mo Shuruo felt even more embarrassed, "Don't make random guesses, it's not what you think."

It's obvious that she is a master who gets completely out of control after getting acquainted with her. Her train of thought is not ordinary weird, "I'm just curious, how do you know what I'm thinking."

Seeing her malicious smile, Mo Shuruo just wanted to slap himself, and said awkwardly: "Stop asking, please help see the city lord's wounds!"

"Is he injured?" This question seems to say that he will never be injured.

The three of them found a flat ground to rest and watched her take Yan Jue's pulse and check the wounds on her arms. Mo Shuruo asked, "How is it? Is it serious?"

Fang Hongzhao frowned and said: "There is a bit of blood loss. The wound is too long and soaked in water. If it is not treated, something will happen. I have to get out quickly." She did not threaten, and cut off the chopstick-long wound on her arm.

Now the skin and flesh were turned out, and it looked very scary. They simply treated it with the wound medicine they brought with them, and the three of them immediately continued walking out.

With Fang Hongzhao along the way, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively. She picked up a stone and threw it into the river. She heard a thud, shook her head and sighed: "The main source of this underground river is the waterfall in the north. Over time, it is deep enough.

That’s it.”

After walking for a while, Fang Hongzhao first picked up an unknown token, then a shoe, and then picked up a dagger and looked at it carefully, "The material is very new, it doesn't look like it was left decades ago.

, this dagger has no rust at all, it seems that someone came in before, about ten days at most."

Mo Shuruo pointed out: "You are saying that someone entered Yanya Prison from this underground river."

"It's absolutely true. Since someone can enter, we can definitely get out as long as we follow this road."

Fang Hongzhao led the way, and Mo Shuruo supported Yan Jue and followed behind, walking very fast. Although the wound on his right arm was treated simply, blood continued to ooze out all the way, and Mo Shuruo was worried.

It's awesome, but I can't say it clearly. As the three of them walked downstream along the stone wall, the underground river began to emit a stench, and they didn't know what the source was. It made people sick to their stomachs and made them want to vomit.

The stone walls along the way are naturally formed, but a concave road has been artificially dug out in mid-air. Due to the passage of time, the river water has fluctuated, and the temperature has worn down. In some areas, there is only enough space for one foot to step on, and the whole person is pressed against the stone wall.

Hanging in the air was frightening. If Uncle Mo had never experienced such a thrill, he didn't want to hold back, and he didn't know how many cuts were made on his legs and back by sharp stones, but he didn't even say a word. When he walked to the back, the original road collapsed.

, there was almost two feet away with no landing point. Mo Shuruo watched Fang Hongzhao jump over easily, holding up the fire stick to shine for them, "Be careful."

The sound of gravel rolling down kept coming to her ears. A slightly larger piece rolled down and then fell into the underground river, making a "dong" sound. Her scalp was numb and her breathing was a little unsteady for a moment. She raised her head and looked up.

, there was nothing in the pitch black, I just felt the vastness and vastness, and the slightest sound was amplified several times and spread to the inside of the mountain.
To be continued...