Immortal qi has always been Zhang Qian's guarantee, but now it is useless at all, which makes him panic instantly, coupled with the unusually thin air around him, Zhang Qian even has a pessimistic idea that he may die here.

Originally, he could have continued to dig, but with the immortal qi devoured three times, Zhang Qian now almost didn't even have the strength to lift the hammer.

At this time, he suddenly felt that it was caused by his too greed?

After all, although these things are now ownerless, maybe they are not given by God?

And he peeps at its value and wants to take it for himself, is this God's punishment for himself?

Anyway, now Zhang Qian has only one thought, then hurry back, what treasure, what is the priceless city, if even his life is gone, then what is the use of asking for these things?

Zhang Qian tried to lift his leg again, but it was still useless, he was desperate, he wanted to shout loudly, so that the villagers who stayed at the entrance of the cave could come to his rescue, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to speak now, let alone shout.

They may come down, but Zhang Qian believes that it will definitely not be now, after all, it has only been a few hours, and he has explained before, and his time below may be a little long.

At that time, he was just thinking about the time it would take to dig the wall with the strength of one person, but he didn't expect such a thing.

So when will they come down?

Another hour?

Five hours?

Or ten hours?

Zhang Qian didn't know how long he could last, he had already found that due to the large loss of immortal energy, he didn't even have the feeling of being an automatic protector of immortal qi now.

The oxygen gradually thinned out, and Zhang Qian felt a little dizzy, which was like the feeling after you ran down a few thousand meters in one breath and then gasped for breath in place.

He found that his vision was a little blurry, and he could even see a little starlight in front of him, was he really going to die here?

Dying of lack of oxygen is a very uncomfortable way to die, Zhang Qian has seen a lot of horror movies before, there are many such scenes in it, whenever the character dies because of lack of oxygen, he can't bear to look at it directly, because the death is too miserable.

Hiss, hiss......

At this time, the sound of rustling came from far to near, as if it was a little familiar, but it felt a little unfamiliar.

Little Red?

This voice is a bit like what Xiaohong usually makes to herself, but how can it appear here now?

Not to mention anything else, there are still so many villagers outside, Xiaohong's appearance will inevitably cause panic, after all, its size is beyond the understanding of ordinary people, so Zhang Qian feels that he must be hallucinating.

Unexpectedly, when the familiar oval head appeared in front of Zhang Qian, he was stunned, joyful, and ushered in hope.

It's really Little Red.

Now Zhang Qian has no time to care about how Xiaohong came here, because now he has only one thought, and that is to leave this damn place quickly.

Xiaohong swam to Zhang Qian, and her eyes seemed to be full of doubt and concern.

Then, as usual, Xiaohong rubbed her huge head at her feet, as if she wanted to play with herself.

Zhang Qian is really a little crying and laughing now, at this time it still has the heart to play with itself, too, although Xiaohong is already a little wise now, but after all, she is only a child who is less than ten years old.

What can such a wise man understand?

Zhang Qian doesn't even have the strength to speak now, otherwise, he would still be able to give Xiaohong an order to find a way to drag himself out of this damn place, even if he breaks his bones, as long as this life is still there, Zhang Qian believes that he will be able to recover soon.

But does he still have the strength to speak?

There is no more, Zhang Qian's face is now pale and scary, and his mouth is also dry and cracked, all of this is a normal state of hypoxia.

Xiaohong finally reacted, it first looked at Zhang Qian suspiciously, then looked at the wall next to him, and the next second, it hit it directly.

This scene stunned Zhang Qian.

With such a huge head, you have nothing to play with hitting the wall?

No, it's not like Xiaohong has nothing to do with the wall, it's planning to break the wall with her head.

But before Zhang Qian used the excavation tool to work for several hours before the initial results, how could Xiaohong be able to break through it so suddenly?

In a few clicks, Xiaohong's original yellow and black head was already stained with orangutan blood.

Zhang Qian wanted to yell at this time to make it stop, but he couldn't shout.

As if she didn't know the pain, she slammed her head against the wall.

Stone and sand rolled down from above, and Little Red's head had become a little out of shape.

Zhang Qian's cheeks were full of tears at this time, and he seemed to see the scene when the snake demon wanted to be unfavorable to him, and Xiaohong sacrificed his life to save him.

At that time, he and Xiaohong had just known each other, and Xiaohong at that time was only as long as her forearm, but after more than a year, Xiaohong had grown up, but her protector heart was still there, which made Zhang Qian very moved.

Xiaohong's efforts were still useful, and as the wall gradually loosened, Zhang Qian found that his legs had some sensation, and this feeling became more and more intense, as if his legs were being reborn.

He was now vaguely able to make a little sound, and he tried his best to stop Xiaohong with his sound, but because the sound of Xiaohong hitting the wall was so loud that even if Zhang Qian used all the strength of breastfeeding, it would be useless.

In the end, Zhang Qian was finally able to walk normally, but Xiaohong was already angry.

All this is like a nightmare, a nightmare that Zhang Qian never wants to experience a second time in his life.

Zhang Qian left the cave, and the villagers outside still existed, which made Zhang Qian even more puzzled by how Xiaohong appeared.

But he didn't have time to think about it now, he had to hurry up and recover his immortal qi so that he could come and rescue Xiaohong.

When he was carried down the mountain by the villagers, Zhang Qian seemed to see Xiaobai, but it hid very deep and was not discovered by others, but Zhang Qian saw it, and he saw that there was a trace of resentment and desolation in Xiaobai's eyes.

He really wanted to tell Xiaobai at this time that Xiaohong would be fine, but he was unable to speak.

The news that Zhang Qian was carried home by the villagers spread all over the village, and for a while, there were rumors about the back mountain, but Zhang Qian had no time to care about those now, and when he left, he picked up two golden bumps, and now he had to hurry up to let the fairy qi recover, so as to save Xiaohong.

Because Xiaohong's size was too big, Zhang Qian didn't have the strength to get it out of the cave at that time, of course, he couldn't do it even if he had the strength, after all, the villagers were still outside, if he got such a behemoth out of the cave, he wouldn't have to scare the villagers half to death?

With the help of the golden pimple, Zhang Qian's immortal qi finally recovered a little, and he was about to run to the back mountain in a hurry, but when he first arrived at the foot of the mountain, he inexplicably gave birth to a kind of fear, and then, snakes, insects, rats and ants rushed in his direction as if they were dying.