"Let's go, let's go"

The pitch-black enclosed stone chamber resounded with the sound of chiseling walls, and each echo rippled with hope. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The hope of living, the ripples that torment people.

Before I knew it, a long time had passed, and the sound of "click, click" was still ringing rhythmically.

Long Xi's whole body was soaked with sweat, and when the air was getting thinner and thinner, every exertion, every luck, had to take several times more effort than usual.

Long Xi could barely sweat now, he only felt that his mouth was about to crack open, and his throat was about to break.

His strength gradually failed, the thickness and hardness of the slate were far more powerful than he had imagined, after all, the things he could think of would not be unthinkable to others, and there was no reason why the King of the Organ could not think of it.

Under such a threat, a person's chances of living are already very slim, and only in this situation can people experience the difficulty of life, which is no longer something that ordinary people can bear.

If he were someone else, he might have given up, so he must not be someone else, he is himself.

But his body is no more special than ordinary people, he also needs air and water, without these two things, no one can live.

The movement in his hand became more and more sluggish, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "Click, click", and before he stopped, he raised his hand mechanically, clenched the hilt of his sword in confusion, and chiseled it into the hard stone slab again.

With a "click", his hand shook, the hilt of the sword fell, and he fell to the ground alone, he took a breath hard, his whole body trembled weakly, and he fell crumblingly.

When he fell, Tan Jingjing greeted him and held his body that was about to fall.

"How are you?" Tan Jingjing was startled, she suddenly felt that his body was soft like a noodle, she couldn't imagine that Long Xi's physical strength had been overdrawn so much, as soon as he went up, he used all his strength to chisel desperately, was that because he knew that time was running out.

"Give it to me", a muffled voice, he touched the ground as if sleepwalking, and picked up the broken sword that had fallen on the ground.

"Can you still do it?" Tan Jingjing wiped the already cold sweat stains on his back with concern.

He exhaled, trembling uncontrollably, and without saying anything more, he grabbed the hilt of his sword and jumped up again.

The sound of "let's click, let's click" echoed in the empty chamber again, like a life-saving straw floating on the sea.

But his body still couldn't support it anymore, even he didn't think about it, he suddenly realized that his level was no more than that, he only felt thirsty in his throat, and a heat in his lungs seemed to have burned him.

"Hula...", the whole person fell, fortunately he did not fall when he landed, once he fell, any hope will also fall.

So he absolutely can't ...... He's desperate to give it a try.

When Tan Jingjing held him, her body also had a spasm, she wanted to cry, and then endured it, because her body was getting weaker and weaker, breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and tears had become a luxury.

She put her arms around his body, and his body was cold, like a corpse.

After a while, his fingers suddenly moved, and consciousness gradually returned, but his whole body trembled as if he did not obey him.

He still clutched the hilt tightly in his hand, half of it was broken, and his body slowly moved again, moving mechanically like a walking corpse towards that position.

"This is the position", the voice was still very clear.

Looking up at the void above his head, he was in a trance.

Suddenly, he exerted all his strength and slowly tightened his fists, and the stone chamber shook like an earthquake.

"What, you ......", Tan Jingjing suddenly covered her mouth excitedly, there was a deep mark on the stone slab above her head, "Maybe it's just a little bit", Long Xi was ready to use his sword qi to penetrate through his brain.

The stone chamber shook for a while, and suddenly stopped, and a body slowly fell down in the stirring dust, he didn't hold on, his last blow didn't go out in the end, his person fell like a noodle, and fell heavily to the ground.

Long Xi, after all, he is still a person, and if he is a person, there will be a time when he falls, and once he falls, any hope will disappear.

In a trance, his hand was held by the other hand, Tan Jingjing helped him up again, and whispered in his ear: "You have done enough, now you can rest."

Long Xi's throat seemed to be speechless, and he pursed his lips for a long time before he said hoarsely, "I'm going to take you out."

As he spoke, his body miraculously moved again, and he stood up stiffly from Tan Jingjing's arms.

Looking up once more at the dark void above his head, his eyes seemed to have caught the hole he had carved for a long, long time.

"Maybe it's just a little bit," he said, gasping weakly, and staggered there.

Maybe only this time, with his current poor physical condition and extreme physical strength, it is not easy to launch this blow.

So:

The blow was already a miracle.

This blow has been the key.

He threw the broken sword and plunged it into the deep, deep soil, bent his fingers slightly, gasped stiffly for a few breaths, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his vision gradually blurred.

He breathed again, staring at the void above him in frustration, "Please, please don't fall," and prayed to himself silently.

Suddenly, a stream of heat from the corner of his mouth slowly slid into his heart and flowed into his dry stomach, moisturizing his lungs that were about to explode.

He swallowed instinctively, the sweet taste was still rolling on the tip of his tongue, his consciousness condensed at this moment, and his mind gradually stabilized.

Suddenly, he came to his senses and realized that it was nothing else that flowed into his body, but that bright red.

The blood was still flowing, Tan Jingjing's body was almost unable to support it, and his tears flowed unconsciously.

Tears flowed into his mouth, and he didn't even realize it.

In the darkness, two thin and weak people were like fireflies in a cold night, hugging each other's insignificant light to draw warmth.

Tan Jingjing silently held his hand and said silently: "Don't feel guilty, if even you fall, I don't know who else to rely on."

Therefore, he must not let her down, let alone the blood flowing from her body, Long Xi's eyes flashed with violence, and he silently made up his mind.

The broken sword stuck in the ground had already sensed, and it trembled uncontrollably, and his body suddenly seemed to be infused with an indestructible courage.

The slightly curved fingers slowly lifted, facing the huge stone slab in the void that was close at hand.

The hopeful lifeline that had taken all his energy to carve out was now going to be through.

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