The two guns of the two little money opened fire one after the other, and two gunshots followed.

When I heard the gunshot, I knew I was dragging the wrong person - I could clearly tell from the sound that the person from whom I came from was a military standard pistol, but the gunfire in the house opposite was an old pistol that had been obsolete.

Behind me is a little money!

I reacted at this time, but it was too late, the other party had already shot, and we and Xiao Qian'er stood close together, and it was too late to hide.

When I closed my eyes and waited for death, I heard a bang in front of me and the sound of a bomb colliding with wood, and when I opened my eyes, the window frame on one side of me had been broken in two, but Xiao Qian'er and I were unscathed.

The person on the other side hit the bullet off?

Luck!

All I can say is luck!

Before I had time to rejoice, Xiao Qian'er had already pushed me aside, and the two guns fired at the other party in a row, and the other party did not let the two guns return fire.

The two people shot at each other frantically within a distance of less than five meters, and the red light brought by the bullets crossed and shuttled in the room, colliding with each other, and sparks shot all over the sky, but the two girls each guarded the window and did not give an inch.

They're playing with their lives!

I tried to push away the little money several times, but I was forced back into place by random shots.

I was anxious, but I quickly discovered a problem, almost all of the bullets from the other party flew away from Xiao Qian'er's side, and the most serious one only broke Xiao Qian'er's hair.

A little money can make a child|bounce a corner?

I myself was taken aback by my own unrealistic thinking!

But the scene in front of me made me incomprehensible - I saw that the windows of Zhao's house were flying and the glass was splashed under the impact of the bullet, and I had to close my eyes when I stood in the position of Xiao Qian'er to prevent my eyeballs from being injured by the glass. However, the sawdust like water fell to the ground one after another in front of Xiao Qian'er, and the corners of her clothes were not even touched.

Before I could figure out why Xiao Qian'er was safe and sound in the rain of bullets, the gunfire on the other side stopped abruptly. Xiao Qian'er's twin guns are still firing continuously.

The other party has no children|Bullet!

When I dodged and leaned towards Xiao Qian'er's side, the fire on Xiao Qian'er's gun mercilessly brought up pieces of blood on the other party's body. The other party swooped in our direction with a bullet, his feet on the edge of the kang, and landed less than a meter away from us.

"Pull back!" I pushed Xiao Qian away, and my arms broke through the window frame and jumped into the house, and the knife photoelectric slashed down the opponent's shoulder, the sharpness of the poisonous Jiao was almost unstoppable, and in an instant, it split the opponent's shoulder, and slashed straight into the opponent's chest diagonally for more than half a foot.

With the sharpness of the poisonous Jiao, coupled with the strength of my hand, if I was an ordinary martial artist, I would only be split in half by my oblique shoulder, but the other party suddenly shot straight to the blade of the poisonous Jiao at the moment when my blade rushed forward.

Although the opponent's five fingers flew diagonally in the air under the blade, the knife momentum of the poisonous Jiao was also vented under the opponent's blocking.

Only then did the other party raise his head and grin at me: "You have been fooled!"

I was shocked, but it was too late to withdraw the knife, and the kang under our feet suddenly turned half a circle like a flip board without warning, and lifted the two of us to the ground together.

"Chen Ye-" Xiao Qian'er, who was standing outside the window, jumped down after me without hesitation, and fell to the ground with me.

I just felt like I was falling from the air as if I was weightless, falling into a ball with my opponent, and the little money jumped next to me, and by the time I looked up, the overhead mechanism had already closed with a bang.

Hit the trick!

As soon as I was reacting in my head, the man who was almost cut off suddenly said, "It's smart that you can chase you here." I can tell you that although you can find my secret here, you will sleep with it forever. Enjoy the last days of your life, right?"

I looked at the man on the ground: "Are you Zhao Yuzhu?"

"You can call me Zhao Yuzhu. The other party's voice is Zhao Yuzhu, but she is by no means Zhao Yuzhu herself. At best, it's just her mouthpiece.

Zhao Yuzhu said: "I'm very busy, so I won't chat with you." You can slowly find my secret here, or you can sit down and think slowly about life and wait for death. I'm going to find your brother, and if there really is a soul after death, and if there really is an underworld in this world, I will soon send him down to accompany you!"

"Wait!" I had just said two words, and the man's barely supported body fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no more sound.

I had just lit a lantern when I heard a loud sound overhead that looked like the sky was collapsing.

"Let's go!" I grabbed Xiao Qian'er and rushed to the side ten meters later, like a torrent of dirt, stones fell down where we were standing just now, blocking the road where we were just now, and Xiao Qian'er and I had to be buried in the ground if we were one step slower.

"Damn, Zhao Yuzhu has made the house couch!" When I turned to the depths of the corridor with the lantern, I found that there were seven identical holes lined up not far from me.

It is not a naturally formed cave, but someone specially built a Yongdao, just looking at the scale of the cave entrance is enough to judge how magnificent the secret realm behind the Yongdao will be.

Push forward twenty or thirty years, and no one can make such a big deal. The original owner of this cave was by no means the Zhao family.

I was about to take a closer look at the seven secret passages, but I noticed a few symbols reflected on the wall where the light came, and I tried to move the lantern and hit the light on the wall, and a series of words were reflected in the light.

The white light I am carrying is the word "Zhao" lamp, which is specially designed to reflect what the warlock cannot see with the naked eye, and the handwriting should be a secret method of a warlock, there is no secret method similar to "according to the word", no one wants to know that there is a secret here.

When I walked to the wall, Xiao Qian'er couldn't help but persuade: "Chen Ye, don't get too close, maybe it's some kind of curse?"

I replied casually, "It's a warlock's secret language, and only a true warlock can understand it, so it's fine." ”

"And this kind of thing? you can't talk nonsense, right?" Xiao Qian'er was surprised: "I also come from a family of warlocks, why haven't I heard of it?"

I was stunned for a moment: I was surprised not by Xiao Qian'er's origin, but by her lack of secret language.

The secret methods of the Shudao family are usually passed on to the children but not to the daughters, and only the disciples of the Shudao sect will pass them on to both men and women, and it is not uncommon for Xiao Qian'er to be born in a family and not know the secret arts. He also told me that there are not many people who can use this kind of secret language, but the warlock must know it. Why hasn't Xiao Qian heard of it?

Xiao Qian'er didn't know what I was thinking, and followed me to the wall: "It's a bit like a secret word." No, it's a secret language, but there are too many symbols, right? Aren't there only three or five symbols left by others, why are there so many symbols here? What is Chen Ye talking about?"

I was relieved that Xiao Qian'er didn't know the secret language, but he didn't know much. In this way, our Chen family should be a relatively intact family that preserves secret language, and my father has given me at least 500 secret language symbols.

I carried the lantern and said, "The person who left the book is the Dragon Spirit Dao person." Roughly speaking......"

Poor Dao has cultivated all his life, and has always disdained the art of side doors. I didn't want to see the secret art in person, but I ruined the poor Dao Dao's heart, and I wanted to use the secret art to ascend to the immortal.

Although the poor Dao was ruined because of the secret arts, he had no regrets. However, my former colleagues regarded me as an evil demon, and everyone was condemned for it. Poor Dao didn't want a secret technique to fall with me, so he hid the secret technique here, waiting for someone who was destined.

Of the seven secret passages here, only one hides a secret technique, and the other six are dead ends. Only those who have intention, courage, heart, and luck can obtain my secret technique, otherwise, they will sleep here with the poor road!

I couldn't help frowning when I read this: "How did the Zhao family get the secret technique in the first place?"

If it is said that the Zhao family has picked the right secret path and taken away the secret technique of the Dragon Spirit Dao people, then their luck will be too good. If not, how many lives would they have to pay to take away the secret arts? The secret treasures left by the warlocks were not things that could be tried out by filling in the lives of a large number of people, and some secret burials would not be shaken even by thousands of troops. It is unlikely that the Zhao family will take people to experiment.

I was wondering what was going on, when Xiao Qian'er patted me lightly: "Look there are still words over there." ”

I looked in the direction of Xiao Qian'er's finger with a lantern, and there was a string of Chinese characters left there: All descendants of my Zhao family, do not disturb my peace, and those who trespass on my tomb will suffer misfortune. In order to ensure that the Zhao family's incense continues, three secret techniques are left, and the descendants of the Zhao family cannot use them at will unless they have to.

I frowned again: This is the last words of the Dragon Spirit Daoist?

Looking at the content of the last words and the habit of writing, the person who left this last word was the Long Lingdao person, but why didn't he leave the secret art to future generations, but instead let them become the existence of guarding the secret treasure. You must know that in the art path, for some kind of secret treasure, it is not uncommon to kill people and destroy the door. The Long Ling Daoist came up with such a thing, and he didn't teach all the secret techniques to future generations, if he attracted the attention of the people in the Dao of Magic, wouldn't he want to cut off his children and grandchildren?

I thought about it for a while and didn't come up with a reason, so I simply gave up the inference, took a deep breath and said, "Little Qian'er, you wait for me here, I'll try the depth of the secret passage." If it's okay, I'll come back to pick you up. If...... You'll figure it out for yourself!"

I don't bet on the truth of the secret passage, I have to stay and wait for rescue. The likelihood of rescue is too low. Gambling on life is more realistic.

Although, I don't want to die, but I can't leave my life to a girl!

As I spoke, I handed the lantern to my left hand, pulled out the poison in my right hand, and walked straight to the nearest gate. Before I could touch the door, I heard Xiao Qian'er shouting, "Wait, you're not in the right place?"

I subconsciously turned my head away: "How do you know I'm not going right?"