Panic footsteps sounded in the dark tunnel. Xiang Jingyi held her tightly with one hand and held a torch with the other. The four of them ran forward desperately.
The young guard was so frightened that his voice trembled, "These things can't really eat people, can they..."
If this kid hadn't done too much, how could they have alerted the monster! The older guard was so angry that he yelled, "It's so fucking useless. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll feed you these things."
Uncle Mo was in a difficult situation while stumbling around, but the situation was critical and he didn't want to drag everyone down because of himself, so he could only grit his teeth and run as hard as he could.
There were more and more weird roars of living corpses coming from behind. It was too late and I didn't dare to look back. I was in a trance and returned to the way I came from.
Xiang Jingyi held up the torch and waved it. At the end of the firelight, he could vaguely see a corpse lying in the middle of the tunnel. After confirming that it was not a living corpse, the four of them continued forward.
After walking less than ten steps, three living corpses suddenly emerged from the corner passage. He handed the torch to Mo Shuruo, who didn't even have time to warn him. He drew his sword and chopped it off. The guards here were planning to help.
, two more corpses caught up from behind. Attacked from the front and back, Mo Shuruo was surrounded in the middle and became anxious. Fighting from both sides, she could not help much, so she could only lean against the wall and try to stay out of reach of the living corpses.
"Be careful!" The young guard was not very capable and was caught by the shoulder by mistake. The older guard yelled, but it was too late. The young guard was dragged into the pile of living corpses following behind him in a blink of an eye.
The screams came one after another, and Mo Shuruo didn't dare to look, but in the end there was no movement.
She leaned against the wall, holding the torch tightly in her hand, her eyes turning red from holding back.
After another fight, Mo Shuruo was forced to move to the body. The dead body on the ground, which had not been moving for a long time, unexpectedly turned over and grabbed her ankle. She gave a pained sound and looked down.
When she found the dead body grinning at her at her feet, she opened her eyes wide and screamed in fear: "Ah——"
"Shu Ruo!" Xiang Jingyi was just finishing off the last living corpse in the direction of the exit. Hearing the sound, he suddenly turned his wrist with his sword and cut off the black and yellow rotten hand on her ankle to the bone.
The torch fell to the ground, reflecting the living corpse walking ferociously in the darkness of the passage. Xiang Jingyi stretched out his hand to push her to the guard. The light slowly dimmed, and in the last glance, Xiang Jingyi turned half of his face, speaking quietly and quickly
, "Take her away."
The guard supported her and stepped back. In the darkness, she could only hear the corpse's body and the hum of iron tools rubbing the air. Unable to see the situation, she could only stand there and worry, "Senior brother! Senior brother?"
His voice came from the darkness very repressed, as if someone had strangled his throat, hoarse and weak, "Run forward, don't look back."
"Brother!"
"Go quickly!!"
The guard picked her up and ran out.
Cold sweat slid down her forehead, and she turned around. In the darkness, except for the occasional flash of sword light and the ping-pong-pong sound of fighting, nothing else could be detected.
At that moment, she suddenly thought that invisible danger would not eliminate people's fear, but on the contrary, the fear would only increase.
In the dark tunnel, she had the illusion that she was blind. She couldn't see anything, but her hearing was more sensitive than before. She didn't know how far she ran, but suddenly, she heard her own urgent voice, "Danger!"
Immediately afterwards, she was thrown to the ground.
There was no time to care about the pain in her body. She heard the older guard groan, a white light flashed, and the sound of a knife being unsheathed was immediately heard in the darkness. It seemed to be a blow with all the strength, and the speed was very fast. There was something heavy.
There was the sound of falling to the ground, and then the sound of a knife falling to the ground.
Mo Shuruo touched it with trembling hands, but before he touched anything, someone grabbed his arm, lifted it up and walked forward.
Her feet hurt so much that she broke out in a cold sweat, but she held back from shouting, "Are you okay..." She thought she was just a little embarrassed, but she realized her voice was shaking as she spoke.
After quickly passing a corner, they probably reached a safe corner temporarily. After using up their last strength, both of them fell hard to the ground.
Mo Shuruo got up, took out a fire stick from his pocket with trembling hands and blew it on fire.
Under the weak firelight, blood dripping all over the floor was revealed. The conspicuous blood hole on his chest frightened her so much that she could only reach out to hold down the fatal wound that had been dug out by the living corpse. But the blood was like an endless waterfall.
The flow is endless and cannot be stopped no matter what.
The man who could no longer speak seemed to know that he was at the end, so he looked away, "Miss Mo, we are really unlucky today..." He coughed up a mouthful of blood, "I'm afraid I won't be able to get out.
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She tried her best to cover the injury on his chest, and just kept saying: "I'm sorry...it's all my fault, I can't afford you..."
"Hurry up, the living corpse is coming soon. This ear chamber is very close to the exit. Go out from the corner, follow the passage, and keep going... don't... don't look back..."
This time, two guards died, and the senior brother didn't know what to do. She kept silent and frowned fiercely.
"This is the first time I'm so brave. It's a pity that no one saw it - cough... cough cough..." He covered his mouth and coughed up blood all over his hands.
"Cheer up..."
She was so frightened that she went to help him, but he pushed her away, "I don't have long to live, please leave quickly..."
After being pushed down and sitting on the ground, she finally regained consciousness and no longer looked like a mother-in-law. "If I can't get out... If I go to hell, I will come back to make amends to you..."
He smiled and said, "I don't want to die protecting you... Let's go, go faster."
Gritting her teeth, she stood up and took a few steps back, turned around and fled in embarrassment. She was breathing heavily along the way, but her footsteps did not stop. Only her panicked footsteps could be heard in the empty tunnel. She ran through the muddy entrance to the tomb, not far away.
Light has appeared.
He took one step out of the wall, but was unable to support himself and fell hard to the ground. The bright light of the sun came from outside the Golden Palace, but it was still dark inside the wall.
She collapsed on the ground, and the tears she had endured for a long time finally slowly fell into her eyes. "Senior brother--" She yelled tentatively, but only a few echoes came from her.
There was black blood flowing out from the ankle where the dead body had grabbed her. She seemed not to feel any pain. She just looked at the wall as if she had lost her soul. After a moment, she raised her head suddenly and vaguely heard running footsteps coming from the tunnel.
came.
She struggled to stand up, wiped away her tears, and tentatively called, "Senior brother?"
No one answered, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer. She was so frightened that she stepped back and her whole body began to tremble. Finally, a figure appeared from the entrance of the tomb passage, dressed in rags, but it was not Xiang Jingyi.
Mo Shuruo looked at the dead body on the wall. His steps became weak and he could not walk at all. He stepped back a little and fell to the ground again. She gritted her teeth tightly, tears welled up in her eyes and she did not dare to fall. Fear made her keep moving back.
.The dead body was attracted by something unknown and actually lay down on the spot. Until she found the black blood that was bleeding all over the floor, she understood instantly and quietly shrank her right leg which was still bleeding.
Forcing herself to calm down, she touched a stone in her panic and threw it in another direction without having time to think about it. The living corpse turned around and roared. Taking advantage of this gap, she got up and ran, but before she could even take three steps, the companion
A chill came from behind as the living corpse roared.
It's over.
She screamed secretly in her heart.
His steps were messy, coupled with the pain from his wounds, he fell to the ground again.
Just like that, he actually escaped the attack of the living corpse. The bamboo tube on his waist accidentally dropped, and a white torrent instantly surged out and went directly in along the feet of the living corpse. At first, he was grinning fiercely, as if
Suddenly there was no life left. The living corpse walked forward and then knelt on the ground. After struggling for a few times, there was no movement again.
She was surprised, but she took a guess.
There was a snap, and she trembled in fright. The head of the corpse was broken from the neck and fell to the side. A black insect slowly crawled out of the head, but was quickly submerged in white.
This seemed to happen in an instant, but it was a confrontation between two natural enemies, Gu insects. A small Gu insect killed countless innocent people. In the end, the sad thing is that this Gu king also became the food of other Gu insects.
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"Shu Ruo!" A voice came from the entrance to the tomb passage. She put away the bamboo tube and got up to answer the call.
When Xiang Jingyi came out in a state of embarrassment, Mo Shuruo stood there and looked at him and smiled.
It's great, at least she wasn't the only one who made it out alive...
Seeing that she was still standing well, Xiang Jingyi finally felt relieved.
He lowered his head and put the sword back into its scabbard. Suddenly he heard the sound of falling to the ground. He looked up and found that Mo Shuruo had passed out.
Xiang Jingyi ran over and helped Mo Shuruo up from the ground, "Suruo, Shuruo, wake up..."
She closed her eyes and whispered: "It's so cold..."
Xiang Jingyi glanced at her severely swollen ankle, picked her up horizontally, and quickly ran out.
The two of them had just left when a white shadow suddenly jumped out of the wall.
Xiang Jingyi hugged Mo Shuruo and ran down the corridor, and the blood flowing from her ankles spilled all over the floor.
Feeling her increasingly cold body, his voice was filled with great fear, "Suruo, don't sleep. Senior brother will take you back right away, Shuruo."
She hugged his neck and lay weakly in his arms. She was too nervous to notice it just now, but after she relaxed, she realized that the poison was spreading and her body began to get cold.
On the high wall of the corridor, Yan Jue, dressed in white, stood in the air like a white bird. He frowned slightly, and his eyes, hazy like a layer of white mist, seemed to have something like ripples, spreading in circles.
Xiang Jingyi untied the horses in front of the carriage, got on his horse, and hurried away with Mo Shuruo, who was still unconscious, whipping his whip.
When we returned to Baiyue Mansion, everything was going crazy. People were looking for doctors, witch doctors, and waiters were running back and forth. The Marquis of Baiyue grabbed Xiang Jingyi and asked what happened, but he had no choice but to go first.
He coaxed the old man to the lobby to explain. As soon as the door was closed, she was the only one left in the room. Mo Shuruo was sweating profusely, and his muscles all over his body were in severe pain from spasms. His fingertips trembled and he touched for a long time, but he could not move his waist.
Take down the bamboo tube of Tibetan Gu.
Yan Jue jumped down from the beam and stood there for a long time, "Mo Shuruo?" The room was quiet and there was no reply. He frowned slightly and said, "Mo Shuruo, answer me."
There was a clang not far away, and he quickly rushed over and picked up a bamboo tube. He asked softly: "Celestial silkworm Gu?"
Back then, the story of the Snow Mountain Celestial Silkworm turning into a gu was widely spread in Tianmu Peak, so it was not surprising that Yan Jue knew about it. Instead, what surprised her was what was happening in front of her.
Mo Shuruo looked into his eyes. Although he was very close, his eyes did not stop on his face.
For a moment, my nose felt sour and my heart felt mixed.
She couldn't tell why, she was more unsure, but maybe, she could finally understand the meaning of his previous words.
Yan Jue raised her hand and pulled off the lid. The silkworm Gu, which had already become impatient after feeling the toxin, instantly surged out, and a moment later it sank into her body through her swollen ankle.
She was twitching all over in pain, but still couldn't make any sound. Yanjue turned over and sat on the edge of the bed and held her in his arms. He lowered his head, expressionless and closed his eyes, and a cold air spread around his body.
Uncle Mo couldn't move, his big eyes were staring at his beautiful chin.
The whole world seemed to have become silent.
After a while, the well-fed Gu worm crawled back into the bamboo tube.
The voice came out intermittently from her throat, "I'm much better..."
He said: "Does it still hurt?"
She said: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Yan Jue's consumption of Qi helped her suppress the toxins, her blood circulation was temporarily blocked, and her entire leg was numb. No matter what her body was like, at least at this moment, her nerves really couldn't feel pain.
Gradually, Mo Shuruo became exhausted and fell asleep in the blink of an eye. When Xiang Jingyi opened the door and came in, Yanjue held her in his arms and raised her head to look directly at him. Xiang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then turned his back and closed the door.
When he turned around, he said softly: "You saved me in the underground palace?"
In the tunnel at that time, while Xiang Jingyi was fighting with the corpses, he was accidentally attacked from behind by the corpses that caught up, and he was almost killed. In an instant, he saw a silver light flash, and the heads of the two corpses were cut off on the spot.
Although it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, he clearly felt a coldness that was different from the Yin Qi of the underground palace.
Legend has it that every city lord of Tianmu Peak will learn a profound internal skill of reversing the muscles and veins, causing the practitioner's body to be as cold as ice and snow.
Now that I think about it, it must be a banquet.
He lowered his head and closed his eyes again, his subtle tone full of domineering: "I need you to live."
Xiang Jingyi's voice was urgent: "I know you need Shuruo to handle the Baiyue matter for you, so please make her wake up."
He heard Yan Jue say: "She can save herself, she doesn't need my help anymore."
Turning his eyes, Xiang Jingyi realized that although Mo Shuruo's ankle was still bleeding, the black and purple color on his skin had obviously slowly dissipated, and he suddenly felt relieved.
Fortunately she is fine...
It was the afternoon of the next day when Mo Shuruo woke up from his sleep. As soon as she opened her eyes, a fat face full of saliva almost touched hers. She was startled, turned over and pulled away.
Looking from a distance, she could see that Mo Chuan was sleeping on the edge of the bed. Seeing that he had wet all over her pillow, and that he had torn off most of the brocade quilt, she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. After all, she was still a patient.
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Out of a moment of prank, she raised her hand and knocked on his forehead. The next moment, she stayed far away and pretended to sleep.
Mo Chuan jumped up with an ouch, but the movement was too big, and he was half hanging on the edge of the bed, and rolled out of the bed with a squeaking sound.
Mo Shuruo couldn't help it anymore and just burst out laughing.
Hearing the sound, Mo Chuan quickly climbed back on the bed, stared at her with big eyes and asked: "Hey, are you awake?"
She slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Nonsense, if you don't wake up, you'll eat him like a drumstick." She finally saw him behaving well once, so how could she be arrogant.
"It hurts." He rubbed his head and looked aggrieved.
"How long have I been sleeping?" After saying this, he casually rubbed his head.
"How do I know how long you have been sleeping? Also," Mo Chuan avoided her hand in disgust and warned: "Don't touch my head..."
"Oh, he looks so cute when he's angry," she took the opportunity to pinch his cheek and tug, "Like an angry bun, hahaha..."
"Mo Shuruo, don't touch my face!!!"
"It's not polite to call me sister."
"Don't touch me, you bad woman."
"Oh, you're still swearing."
"Ah ah ah - bugs, there are bugs! Take them away, take them away!!"