Jiang An in an ordinary state is still difficult to deal with, let alone the current violent state!

Sang Qingrou didn't think about it, she got up and fled to safety. At this time, all kinds of escape images appeared in her mind. At that time, she saw it from the movie, and she only felt exciting and thrilling, but she couldn't appreciate the danger and horror in it.

Now, when such a thing happened to her, she truly realized the feeling of ownership.

The feeling of hanging by a thread is probably the way it is now.

Zhang Xian, as the only surviving person who understands the mechanism of the underground palace, can still move freely even if his eyes are destroyed. Sang Qingrou and the others naturally followed his footsteps.

However, this Zhang Xian was too vicious to think about leaving them a way out. He only cared about his own past, so he didn't care about their life or death, and pressed the mechanism without thinking about it, the wall quickly closed, and Sang Qingrou was too late to stop it.

"Ouyang Shuo, come here!"

Jiang An chased after Ouyang Shuo, letting him excel lightly, Jiang An's speed was not worse than half a point.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Sang Qingrou was anxious and couldn't help.

Jiang An punched down, leaving a distinct fist mark on the wall. He seemed to have his own consciousness and deliberately blocked Ouyang Shuo's way.

Ouyang Shuo had no other choice, pulled out his long sword, and stabbed at Jiang An again.

Jiang An dealt with it with his bare hands, wanting to crush Ouyang Shuo's long sword. At the critical moment, Ouyang Shuo changed his moves, dodged with an extremely flexible body, and slashed down.

Jiang An flew out with one arm, and blood splattered everywhere.

Sang Qingrou was dumbfounded, only to see that at the last moment, Ouyang Shuo's figure flashed and hid in. The wall door was slammed shut, and Jiang An was locked in the burial chamber of the medicinal herb warehouse just now. Everything around was completely silent.

Seeing him come over safely, Sang Qingrou breathed a sigh of relief, her legs weakened, and she fell to the ground.

Ouyang Shuo gasped, and when he looked closely, he no longer had the usual exquisite appearance, and there were still a few drops of blood on his slightly embarrassed face.

The catastrophe is not dead, Sang Qingrou laughed, took out the handkerchief from her arms, and reached out to help him wipe it off.

Ouyang Shuo was stunned, just looked at her like this, and Sang Qingrou realized that her actions seemed to be a little inappropriate.

She immediately withdrew her hand: "Here, you can wipe it yourself!" Knowing that he is exquisite, if he sees his embarrassed appearance, he will definitely dislike it.

Ouyang Shuo looked at the handkerchief in her hand, but he didn't plan to take it.

He deliberately leaned against the wall, as if he was tired and had no strength.

"This king really has no physical strength! can the eldest lady help this king clean up for the sake of this king who sacrificed his life to kill the enemy?"

Sang Qingrou was stunned for a moment, seeing that he suddenly spoke so politely, she was a little unaccustomed.

"No matter how tired you are, you won't even have the strength to wipe your face, right?"

"This king just doesn't have the strength, so I want you to help this king wipe it. Woman, is this how you treat your savior?"

"You are a big man, why are you still so hypocritical?" Sang Qingrou couldn't help but glance at him, reluctant to speak, but still stepped forward and carefully helped him wipe it up.

The two were so close that they didn't realize that their actions were too intimate at this time.

Ouyang Shuo looked at her carefully, her white and tender skin could be broken by blowing, and her eyelashes were curled, which was quite cute. It's just that this temper is always a little irritable. Looking at it from a close distance, it is all a beautiful embryo. No wonder she used to be called the first beauty in Yongdu City.

It's just that the scar on the side of the face looks particularly abrupt on such a perfect face.

"Does it still hurt?"

Ouyang Shuo didn't say a word, and asked Sang Qingrou stunned for a moment.

"What?"

"What this king asks is, will the wounds on the body and face still hurt?"

A high-spirited woman like her, when she woke up and learned that she was disfigured, she must have even had the heart to die. Ordinary women can't afford such a result, let alone her!

Thanks to her, she can still be optimistic, giggling every day, as if there is no such thing. Until she figured it out, she didn't know how much inner struggle she had been through.

Ouyang Shuo suddenly felt a trace of distress, was it because of her?

Sang Qingrou shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "It's nothing on my face, I'm used to it." Instead, I feel like it's a symbol of my identity. You don't need to tell people who I am, you can guess who I am when you look at my face. ”

Her tone was slightly teasing, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere at the time.

"As for the injuries on his body, the prince is a person who fights, and he should know that such a sword wound cannot be recovered in a few years. Now that is, it hurts a little from time to time when I overexert myself, and I'm used to it these days, so it's not a big deal. I'm not so delicate yet!"

Sang Qingrou's strength made Ouyang Shuo feel a little strange in his heart, he wanted to comfort Sang Qingrou a few words, but saw that she had already stood up, patted the dust on her body casually, and stretched out her hand to him.

"Do you need me to pull you?"

Ouyang Shuo smiled: "I'm a big man, let you pull me, what do you look like." He said, standing to his feet.

At this time, I looked for Zhang Xian's trace, and this person had disappeared.

Sang Qingrou looked around, it was this kind of labyrinth-like aisle again, this time, it was not just one direction.

"I forgot just now, I should have grabbed Zhang Xian and asked him to take us out. ”

His eyes couldn't see anymore, but he could still walk freely in this place, Sang Qingrou couldn't help but wonder if his eyes were blind!

"He didn't even think about saving us just now, and even if we caught him to lead the way, he might not lead us to life. Maybe, it will lead us to the most dangerous places. In my opinion, it would be more appropriate for us to go on our own. ”

"What about Zhang Xian? Even if we go out and tell everyone the truth, without Zhang Xian to testify, people outside are afraid that they will not believe us. ”

"Then let's talk about it later! There will always be evidence, Jiang An is already like this, staying here will die sooner or later, it is imperative that we find the exit first." ”

Standing at the fork in the road, Sang Qingrou and the others fell into confusion again, looking at several identical forked roads, they didn't know which one to choose.

Sang Qingrou looked at Ouyang Shuo with soft eyes: "How to choose?"

Ouyang Shuo was also confused, there was no hint here, if he didn't know the mechanism earlier, it would be really difficult to choose the right path.

After a long time, Sang Qingrou's eyes suddenly lit up, and she thought of the most critical place.

"There are blood stains on Zhang Xian's body. The smell of blood won't go away so quickly!"

As long as they find the traces of blood and follow the smell of blood, they will definitely be able to find Zhang Xian and leave the underground palace safely.