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Gordon looked as he watched as Kudzu scurried across the summit of the sand dunes and bounced towards a large river below.

Ge Ying hung on the tip of the vine and gasped: "What, don't you want to know what kind of gift it is?" ”

"It's nothing more than sending me across that underground river, it's no big deal." Gordon grabbed the eagle and tore off the rattan ring on the opponent's ankle. His voice was so calm that Eagle felt frustrated with a foot in the air.

"No big deal? Do you know what's on the other side of the river? Ge Ying couldn't help but scream, his throat twitched hard, and his chest continued to bleed in the rapid heaving. There are ...... there Gray tin-level fierce beasts, and many veterans of the Blood Prison Society, are ...... than you Harder and stronger! You're done! ”

Gordon looked at Ge Ying with a strange look again.

"Hah...... Ha, you're scared too? Ge Ying's face twisted with pain and excitement, "You're ...... soon." Yes...... Died with me. ”

Gordon shook his head: "I was originally going to go there, and you took me a shortcut. ”

Ge Ying roared hoarsely, "You lied! ”

"Click!" The kudzu vines bent sharply and snapped in response, and they fell towards the gushing river below.

Gordon grabbed the eagle tightly, and at the moment when it was about to fall into the water, he pressed it under him and used it as a meat pad. "Bang!" The water splashed, and the impact of the high fall shook the eagle's eyes black, and his flesh and bones cracked, but Gordon still didn't let go of him.

The turbulent undercurrent enveloped them with an irresistible force and rushed straight ahead. In front of it is a steep and dangerous cliff, the river roars like thunder, forming a hundred-meter waterfall pouring down, and the white expanse hangs on the cliff wall.

Gordon grabbed the eagle with one hand, his limbs relaxed, and the breathing technique matched the undulations of the waves, allowing the river to carry him all the way, falling straight down with the waterfall. I have to say that the landing point chosen by Geying is excellent, and it must have been carefully investigated. This section of the river is so rapid, it is difficult for manpower to break free, and the river is adjacent to the craggy rocky mountains, which are so high that Gordon cannot swim back to the other side at all.

"Boom!" The waterfall roared down the cliff face, splashing with snow jade, and after several twists and turns, the water gradually slowed down until it finally flowed into a low red vine forest.

Gordon looked around as he dragged the unconscious Eagle on. The red vines twisted and twisted, took root and penetrated into the water, spreading most of the river, and all kinds of strange insects climbed on it. In the distance, the vegetation was gloomy, obscuring the sky and light, and occasionally a few low howls of ferocious beasts could be heard.

This area is already a hunting area on the other side of the river, and most of the fluorescent plants are low, growing on the surface, and the light is blocked by the dense and impermeable vines above, making it look dark and deep.

Suddenly, the water surged, rippling, and a thick line of water rushed towards Gordon. Beneath the surface of the river, a giant crocodile with dense scaly armor looms.

Gordon stared at the approaching waterline, let go of the eagle, and kicked him at the crocodile.

The severe pain stimulated Geying to wake up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a large mouth covering his vision. With a "click", the white miserable crocodile teeth closed, and the strong bite force bit off the spine, and Ge Ying turned his head with a scream, just opposite Gordon's eyes.

Gordon glanced at Ge Ying, jumped towards the red vine, and sped away.

Ge Ying suddenly understood the meaning contained in that glance: "You have no use value. He laughed miserably and closed his eyes, letting the darkness, exhaustion, and pain swallow him up like an icy river.

Gordon was not far away, climbed a thick and tall tree, took off his wet clothes and trousers, squeezed them dry, and emptied the stagnant water in his boots.

Ge Ying did cause him some trouble. Most of his weapons and equipment were left on the battlefield, and the hidden weapons and alchemy potions in the inner pocket of the cloak naturally could not be retrieved. Now there was nothing but the steel wire around his waist, the crossbow on his back, and the last dagger in his boots.

His injuries weren't minor. Both legs and arms were contusions in several places because they were too fast. The skin was covered with blood spots stabbed by the source of needles and rain, the knife wound on the waist and the arrow wound on the shoulder were still bleeding, and the wound was soaked white and swollen by the river, and the pain was not stopped. But when he first set foot in this place, his situation was unknown, so he didn't dare to rashly search for healing herbs, so he could only use the source power to dispel the dampness and coldness on his body and slowly recover from his injuries.

After a while, the cicada crept out quietly. It probed its head a few times, slipped up Gordon's shoulder, stared at the bleeding wound, and scratched it with its fingers.

Gordon frowned slightly, and the cicada vaguely sensed his pain, and retracted her hand in fright.

"No big deal." Gordon smiled indifferently. As long as you are familiar with this terrain, whether it is wound medicine or weapons and equipment, you can take it from the people of the Blood Prison Society. Those people were only low-level members of the Blood Prison Society, and their source power was no higher than the peak of the gray tin level. And with his pure skills, the degree of wind holes and the power of totem painstaking efforts, he is enough to fight beyond the level.

The cicada looked at Gordon in a daze, and then at the wound, with a confused expression on her face. After a few moments, it stuck out its little tongue and gently licked the wound, but the bleeding still didn't stop. The cicada stayed for a long time, dipped her fingers in the thick yellow snot and wiped it on the wound.

"No, the bleeding will stop on its own." Gordon wiped his snot away.

"Blood-blood-blood." The cicada scratched its head anxiously, stared at the wound vigorously, and repeatedly cried, "Blood-blood-blood." ”

Gordon sensed the goblin's concern and touched its toggled head soothingly.

"Heh-he-heh." The cicada seemed to remember something all of a sudden, clapped its palms, and grinned. It rubbed vigorously on its body, rubbing out a pile of black ash and sprinkling it on the wound.

Almost instantly, the blood miraculously stopped.

"No-no-no!" The cicada pointed to the wound and shouted ostentatiously at Gordon.

Gordon looked at the goblin in amazement, he had read in the book that there was a goblin called "Narugusa", and the saliva secreted by it had healing properties. But the Narugasus demon has a turquoise body and wings, and its beautiful appearance is very different from that of cicadas. The saliva of the little goblin is also fragrant, how can it be so inconspicuous like the ash of the cicada?

The cicadas rubbed out the dust again and again, until they wiped all over Gordon's body, and then they panted back to the Demon Tree, so tired that they didn't say anything, and fell asleep.

Seeing that all the wounded blood was coagulated, Rao is Gordon was calm, and he couldn't help but feel happy at this moment. The cicada has a miraculous effect on stopping bleeding, allowing him to fight for his life from now on, and he has no worries.

Ge Ying tried his best to get himself to a dangerous place on the other side of the river. But fighting to the death and taking risks alone was originally what Gordon wanted. What's more, in the eyes of the skill school, there is no way to stimulate potential and break through the limits of skills more than life and death.

The most important thing is that on this side of the river, there is something that he is bound to get.

In recent days, Gordon has roughly understood the contents of the jade scrolls and slabs in the ruins of the temple. Most of them are poems praising the gods, as well as some absurd tales of demons. However, there is a valuable scroll that records the death of a certain generation of martial arts chiefs of the Sand Cave Clan for practicing evil martial arts. According to temple tradition, the blasphemer is evil, and his possessions are tainted by evil. Therefore, after the death of the martial arts chief, the body was buried with all the belongings, and the location was on the other side of the underground river, in a mysterious place called the "pit of sin".

The sin pit is located in the belly of a conglomerate mountain and is dedicated to the burial of blasphemers, in an extremely secluded location. In another stone tablet, Gordon found a few words describing the pit of sin: "Where the cannibal flowers bloom, the blood of sin is like ink, and the devil spreads its wings, and the light cannot shine in." ”

In the pit of sin, there may be a secret book of martial arts suitable for you. Gordon meditated, used the source power, and silently waited for the next hunt to come.