Qingluo held his sword flat in front of his chest with both hands, his right hand gripping the hilt tightly, and his feet slowly moved forward in the dark and damp cavern. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was wearing a streamer dress with blue edges on a white background, and a black ring pattern was embroidered on the white clothes behind him, and in the ring was a big word "You". It's just that now his originally neat clothes have been wet with sweat.

The dark cavern didn't know where it leads, but the smell of blood from the end of his nose has already told him the danger signal, and all he can do now is to concentrate on it, tense his nerves, and move slowly, even if sweat drops fall into his eyes, he can't blink, because, at this time, with just a blink of an eye, he is likely to be in a different place!

Darkness is gravity, it is danger, in the face of the ubiquitous danger and the dizzy and disgusting smell, this young man who has been practicing in the Streamer School for three years gritted his teeth and carefully explored forward. He knew very well in his heart that this was the first time he and his brothers had gone down the mountain to carry out a mission, and because his performance was not outstanding on weekdays, he was sent to "take the lead". However, "taking the lead" sounds good, in fact, it is using yourself as bait, and the fear and nervousness in your heart can only be experienced by yourself, if this mission lists the death list, then you must be among them!

He thought wildly, and couldn't help but glance back at the bright opening.

"I'm already thirty zhang away from the entrance of the cave, whether it's life or death, it'll be up to me to see if I can run these thirty zhang!"

There are already a large number of brothers in ambush outside the entrance of the cave, as long as they can successfully draw out the things in the cave, their task will be completed, after all, those brothers and sisters who have always been competitive do not expect their "oil bottle" to make a move.

Qingluo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and made up his mind, he knew that this was not the time to be blind, so he opened his eyes wide and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound under his feet, as if he had stepped on a dry branch, but more like he had stepped on a dry white bone.

His heart was beating wildly, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his body. However, at the same time, at a distance close to his eyes, a stream of heat sprayed towards Qingluo's face, and then two eyes that emitted a dark red light lit up in the darkness! Qingluo saw those eyes as big as a water tank, forgetting to breathe, forgetting to escape, they were a pair of eyes full of blood and murderous aura!

"Shhhh

Qingluo felt a soft and slippery thing lick his face, and then he came back to his senses, and hurriedly turned around and drew his sword out at the same time, aiming it at the hole. At this critical moment, he was still nervous and restless now, but now he is much calmer, even if he wants to live, he must first complete his mission, otherwise he will be sorry for his identity as a disciple of the Streamer Sect.

Therefore, he almost subconsciously pointed the tip of the sword towards the entrance of the cave, then threw away the scabbard with his left hand, quickly formed a magic seal in front of him, and said loudly: "Split the sword style!" I saw that the long sword in Qingluo's hand seemed to be out of the body, and another identical long sword was separated from Fang Cai's sword, and then turned into a wind and flew towards the cave entrance. The people outside the cave saw the signal and all became nervous.

Immediately afterwards, Qingluo didn't think much about it, if he didn't run away at this time, it would be a dead word! As soon as he turned around, he would run away! He didn't care about any image, anyway, in this dark hole, there was no other audience except the thing behind him, I saw that his legs were flying fast, holding a long sword in his right hand, his eyes were round, his nostrils were wide, and the corners of his mouth were tilted downward, as if he had eaten something very disgusting, and his expression was very exaggerated.

Behind him, there was only a loud bang, and the whole cave shook violently. A gust of wind blew from behind him, and his coat and hair fluttered forward. But he didn't think to turn back, the bright hole was getting closer and closer, even if he was killed by the thing, at least he didn't see its face, and he wasn't startled before he died, just by the dark red eyes of the thing, he could tell that it was definitely not a good-natured fellow.

There was a rustling sound behind him, like a leather bag rubbing on the ground, but the sound added a bit of fear to Qingluo's ears, and he could clearly feel that the sound was rapidly approaching him. But victory is at hand...... Wuzhang ...... Sanzhang!

Finally, he ran out of the entrance of the cave, and once again he saw the sunshine and white clouds, the green trees, and once again saw the senior brothers who had been guarding the entrance of the cave for a long time! I saw dozens of disciples wearing the same streamer costumes as him staring at himself at the entrance of the cave with all his attention. They are all relatively young, there are men and women, although the costumes are roughly the same, but the words behind them are not the same, there are a total of "Luan", "Hao", "Xu", "Ling", "You" five kinds, among the five kinds of clothing, only the "Hao" character costumes are all female disciples, and they are dressed in pink streamer costumes. The number of people is also very different, and there is only one disciple of the word "You" except Qingluo.

For the rest of his life after the Qingluo catastrophe, he was excited, tears couldn't help but welling up in his eyes, but he didn't dare to stagnate under his feet, wanting to avoid the side of the cave first, so as not to be caught by the monster, after all, it seems that the body of that thing is not small, and it must not be too flexible.

However, before Qingluo could turn around, he only felt that his calf was swept from behind by something, and his body suddenly lost his balance, and he sat down on a soft and sticky thing, and then the sky outside the cave mouth suddenly darkened, and there was a huge thing blocking him, and at the same time, the fishy evil aura swept around him, and then look at the expressions of those senior brothers: some female disciples covered their mouths in horror when they saw them, some mature senior brothers did not change their eyes, but most of them still grew their mouths, and some even exclaimed。

"You ...... What's going on?" Qingluo already understood the meaning of their expressions, but all he could do was ask such a weak rhetorical question, however, no one heard. Then, the light in front of him became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be falling towards the abyss of darkness, and when the light was completely swallowed, Qingluo rolled around a few times involuntarily, and then lost consciousness.

As all the disciples of the Streamer Sect had seen, the red-eyed monster that rushed out of the cave swept Qingluo into his mouth mercilessly. And it was precisely because of Qingluo's sacrifice that this very cunning demon beast was able to drill out of the hole, and finally exposed this monster to the sun!

All things in heaven and earth have the same root and different phases. The mountains and rivers are barren, and the monsters and monsters frequently haunt the party. The Streamer Immortal Sect takes the slaying of demons and the elimination of harm as its own responsibility, and after thousands of years of tribulation, its original heart has not changed! Rao is a famous disciple who has been cultivating for many years, and he can't help but get nervous at this moment.