After entering the deep aisle, Qiu Yan and Xijiang ran forward until they saw that nothing was catching up behind them, and the two dared to stop and breathe.

At this moment, Xijiang, who was especially glad that he had escaped, raised a searchlight to explore the way, but found that it was different from the road he came, because a bronze staircase appeared in front of the two, Xijiang was greatly surprised, when he came, he had obviously checked that there was only one tomb road, how could this be a fork in the road? The power of the searchlight is also more than eight or nine ten, he used it to illuminate the bronze staircase, the patterns on it are mostly sacrificial patterns, these sacrificial patterns are not as simple as the previous murals, it is more abstract, it is difficult for ordinary people to see and understand, but because Xijiang is a person who touches Jinmen, he has been exposed to this line since he was a child, so he has long learned to recognize various patterns.

Xijiang quietly touched these lines, which looked like they were only lines made of bronze, but they actually depicted a huge sacrificial ceremony. He held the searchlight and moved slowly, as if looking at a long scroll, the more he looked down, the heavier his heart became, this was not a simple sacrifice, this was a massacre! The scene depicted above, in addition to breaking people's hands and feet alive by torture, some were entangled by man-eating vines, and some chose to kill themselves in front of a woman on top.

Xijiang was a little shocked, although these were just patterns, but he knew that this was a cruel reality of the year, this cold bronze pattern was telling a killing, in that picture, the expressions of the sacrificers were very frightened, and at this moment Xijiang couldn't help but feel creepy.

Just when Xijiang felt cold to the bone, there was a whining of wind, which ran through the entire passage, and he turned around to look at the place where he had just run out, where there was nothing to see except the shadow line of a door. The two of them went from a dense space to a more narrow place, and the feeling of having to see the light is indescribable.

Qiu Yan, who was resting, seemed to have also discovered the bronze murals here, and suddenly asked. "Mr. Nishie, there's something I'm curious about. ”

Xijiang sat on the bronze wall, his eyes were straight to the ground, as if he knew what Qiu Yan was going to ask, he pointed at it and clicked.

Qiu Yan seemed to expect that he would not respond, and said to himself. "Hehe, Mr. Xijiang, I know that you have your own unspeakable secrets, I found out when I was diving, you seem to know the path here very well, but I don't understand, since you know the danger here, why do you have to come in?" Qiu Yan looked at him and added. "Don't tell me that you were coerced in by us. ”

When Qiu Yan asked, he noticed that a trace of panic flashed in Xijiang's eyes, biting his lip, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was suffering, he glanced at Qiu Yan, and then looked at the ground, and said angrily. "Liang boy, there are some things that I really don't want to tell you, and you came to find the secret of the Van Gang clan, I am also selfish, I need something inside, as for what I can't explain, but I will definitely not compete with you for the three-life bluestone, let alone harm any of you, you have to believe me. ”

Suddenly, the four eyes looked at each other, and there was silence in the tomb, except for a few drops of water from the unknown roof wall from time to time.

Qiu Yan looked at Xijiang, his face was expressionless and did not move, and his face looked extremely cold in the hidden light, which was completely different from the gentle expression in front of people. In the dim light, one of his eyes was especially bright, like a silent beast hiding in the dark tide.

For a long time, in the dark, Qiu Yan was silent for a while, and his voice sounded a little trembling and low, as if some memory stung him. "Until the end of this trip, I hope you can take Xiao Li and leave safely. "It's not coercion, it's plea.

Because Qiu Yan knew that at the end of this journey, once his use value was finished, only one of him and Le Jin could leave alive.

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In this way, the two of them had their own hearts, and under the groping of the Xijiang River, they came to the exit when they went ashore, and they were safe and sound along the way.

Qiu Yan squatted at the water's edge, cleaning the wounds and blood on his body.

A little bit of blood makes the sea water seem to be a little dark red.

He looked at the bottomless sea in front of him, like a black ribbon, emitting a faint light, his face was a little strange, he stretched out a finger and lightly scratched the reddish place in the water waves, as if stirring indiscriminately, and a little like writing a word.

A faint streak of blood gently wrapped around his fingertips, floating and dissipating in the water, so that the word could not be formed, and soon even the blood itself disappeared. Qiu Yan raised his head, looked at the wreckage of the ship that emerged from the sea, and after being silent for a while, he wiped it on his body a few times, and carefully wiped his palm clean, leaving no trace.

However, when he thought about it, he felt that something was not right, and there seemed to be some strange 'hissing' sound around him, which made his ears itch to hear it. Qiu Yan looked at the place where the light stick came from, and suddenly felt cold. It turned out that the oxygen cylinder bolt he shared with Xijiang was stepped on by those 'skeletons' at some point, and the oxygen was 'hissing' out.

This submarine tomb is quite far from the sea, and without oxygen, he and Xijiang will inevitably be trapped here. Even if Xiao Li was contacted with the 10,000-meter lock, she couldn't rescue in a short time, and in the time of returning, the two of them would have starved to death in it.

At the same time, Xijiang also noticed the situation, his brain was like a convulsion, and he hurriedly screwed the air plug, and after he screwed it, his whole body was already frightened and cold.

At that moment, he thought that he was finished, he must be dead, and it was the most feared way to die, trapped in the closed ancient tomb. He regretted his carelessness, and his heart was full of hatred. For Xijiang, who has been fighting all his life, he died in the ancient tomb if he died in the ancient tomb, if he died in the middle of the organ, there was no way to die, but this kind of death, he was greatly unwilling, and he was really aggrieved.

Qiu Yan immediately went to see the oxygen meter, and after reading it, he gritted his teeth into his gums, probably because of the leak-proof effect of the air embolus, not all of the light leaked, and there was less than one-fifth of the oxygen left, which was almost like a stone sinking into the sea and couldn't turn over half a wave, and it was estimated that it would be gone after thirty or forty breaths.

This may be due to the short deflation time, and if it is a few minutes late, it may be an empty bottle. This bit of oxygen is almost the same as nothing, when they came in, the two of them used almost half of it, which was still saved by Qiu Yan during diving for the safety of Xijiang River, trying to hold his breath and swim away, this bit of oxygen is far from enough to go out.