Jiang Ning tried to take off his shoes and continue to rush forward, running to the bridge shrouded in fog.

Not surprisingly, his attempt failed.

It wasn't so much that something on the bridge was sticking to his shoes, but that his ankles were being pulled by a pair of large, invisible hands.

It didn't take long for those human bone fish to gnaw at the bridge piers, and Jiang Ning couldn't break free from the bridge even though he had exhausted his strength.

He regretted it a little at the moment.

If Fang Cai fled directly back to the small world, it would not be like this.

And now that his legs are being ragged, if he wants to escape, he has only one choice: swinging his sword and breaking his legs.

With the seven-colored sparks there, plus those spirit fruits in the small world, it will always be able to recover in a decade or two.

But if the legs are broken, two of the four time runes will need to be re-found to find medicinal materials and cultivate.

Jiang Ning resisted the urge to shoot at the monsters under the bridge, and once again stuck to the white marble fence, stuck his head out, and asked, "Why can't the bridge cross me?"

The human bone fish in the Yellow Spring paused for a moment, but did not say anything more, but sped up the rhythm of gnawing at the arched bridge.

"Click!

Debris flew, pieces of stones were bitten off the bridge by those human bone fish, the bridge was already a little unstable at this time, standing in the middle of the arch bridge, and Jiang Ning, who was also the highest place, could already feel the continuous vibrations under his feet.

Jiang Ning shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart that he was also stupid, what did he do with a group of guys who had turned into bone fish?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning honestly closed his mouth and thought of a way to think of a way.

On the bright yellow water, a familiar sound of Buddha sounded again:

"The heart is like a maze, there is no boat to ride, and people can only cross by themselves. ”

Jiang Ning frowned, his eyes rolled back and forth, and he kept thinking in his heart.

How do I cross my own?

He didn't know.

There was a rumbling sound under his feet, Jiang Ning looked at Xiao Ash's unpretentious sword, and muttered to himself: "Old man, I didn't expect that one day, you would stick to my own blood." ”

The gray fluttering sword trembled slightly in Jiang Ning's hand, making a sound that was not very pleasant.

Jiang Ning pressed his finger on the sword, smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it will grow back after a while." ”

The sword was still wailing.

Under the watering of all kinds of true intentions and the warmth of the sword yuan, the little gray in Jiang Ning's hand had already become a top-grade spirit sword, and its sharpness and power were much better than the white bamboo obtained at the top of Jianming Mountain earlier.

Although it is a lot worse than the best spirit weapon, the most primitive sword spirit has already appeared in the sword.

It's too late to put it off.

Jiang Ning swung his sword and was about to break the tail of a gecko, but in the hazy mist, a burst of bright fireworks suddenly lit up.

The crisp and pleasant laughter, accompanied by the tinkling of bells, sounded in the white mist, and a dazzling point of light exploded in the misty sky, like a brilliant flower

The epiphany blooms instantly.

Jiang Ning's eyes were involuntarily attracted by the brilliant fireworks, so he stood on the bridge and watched, and he didn't know how long it took for the fireworks in the sky to stop, and he slowly came back to his senses.

Cold sweat was whizzing out, and Jiang Ning was panting with his hands on his knees.

According to his Yuan Shen, whose strength was comparable to that of a master of the Heavenly Pattern Realm, he was unconsciously intoxicated by the beautiful fireworks, if it wasn't for the fireworks to stop by themselves, he would probably fall into the yellow spring with the marble arch bridge and the white marble handrail, and make fish food!

"Huh?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning realized that something was wrong.

The foundation of the bridge was about to be gnawed away by a group of human bone fish, he stood on the bridge and shook for a while, looking like he was about to fall, this is good, after so long, he stood steadily, and there was no movement under the bridge.

Jiang Ning tried to lift his feet, and suddenly found that the force that had restrained him before had completely disappeared.

He boldly walked to the side of the bridge, held the carved cylindrical white marble railing with both hands, poked his head out slightly, and looked down.

Just crowded under the arch bridge, you are fighting for me to tear the bridge body of the human bone fish is gone, the original gnawing of the arch bridge, but as if in a short period of time by someone repaired, intact, on the pier, not even a piece of damage can be found.

Jiang Ning patted his head with some confusion, and said to himself silently: "Could it be that what happened just now is just an illusion?"

However, with his strength comparable to the Celestial Pattern Realm, if he wanted to let himself fall into an illusion with extremely high alertness, then the illusion he had just fallen into, the caster must at least have the Venerable level, right?

"Nangong Sparrow, Nangong Sparrow," Jiang Ning couldn't help but murmur, "What did you send me here for?"

Jiang Ning said as he spoke, and in his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The murmuring under the bridge is all the clear river water, where is there still a little bright yellow?

The yellow spring that had made him feel a little frightened before had disappeared.

Along with the yellow spring, there were dozens of big fish spliced together from human bones.

But at the bottom of that clear river, there is not nothing.

Dozens of men and women, at this moment, they were wearing different costumes from the current dynasties of the Eastern Court Domain, with their arms and legs outstretched, lying so strangely under the water of Qing Lingling.

Dead people?

Jiang Ning's first reaction was that he saw a dead person.

But regardless of whether these people drowned or had other causes of death, generally speaking, if a dead person is thrown into the water, it will float up.

But those corpses that looked like they should have been some years old were lying neatly at the bottom of the river, like chess pieces that had been set up in advance.

"Wait!"

Jiang Ning was about to retract his gaze, and when he walked under the bridge, he suddenly thought of something, and once again put his eyes into the river under the bridge that had turned into clear water.

"It's neatly done

He suddenly thought about what he had just thought in his heart.

Yes, these corpses are so neatly arranged, as if they were deliberately placed for people to see.

"But what do they want me to see?" Jiang Ning was a little puzzled.

If those corpses were a picture, then this picture was too abstract, and Jiang Ning really couldn't think of any pattern similar to the shape of these corpses.

But if it's not a picture, what can it be?

The common language on the continent is similar, and the reason for this is that in the Middle Ages, the whole continent was once unified.

Although the time of this unification is extremely short, but in just a few decades, it has completed the great feat of the same track, the same book, and the same line.

So much so that now, weights and measures, languages, scripts, and even many rules are similar in all countries.

As long as it is a text that is currently in use on the mainland, even if Jiang Ning doesn't know it, looking at the font glyph, he can guess the meaning of the word.

But at the moment, if the patterns of these corpses were understood according to the text, he only felt that he had never seen them at all, not even similar ones.

"That's the word 'escape'. Han Shisha's voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Jiang Ning.

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