Chapter 91: Death Hangs by a Thread 7

Even Xiahou Mobing's speed couldn't shake off the magma behind him.

"There is no road ahead." Murong Xue was held in her arms by Xiahou Mobing, looking at the overall situation, listening to all directions, and seeing the dead alley in front of her early, her heart suddenly sank.

"Hmm." A low sound of hum makes people feel very comfortable, safe, and calm with the sky and thunder that can't be moved.

Before one flew to the dead alley, Xiahou Mobing slapped the tiny thick stone wall on a small uneven stone.

A dull sound sounded instantly, and the wall next to Dead Alley slowly appeared like a door.

The stone wall slowly opened, but the magma behind it was pumping in and jumping and rushing.

"Damn it." Fists clenched.

Seeing this, Xiahou Mobing, who was beside him, clenched Murong Xue's hand and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm here, don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

"Nothing? It's not to blame! That's magma, damn magma!! Murong Xue's gums clenched and stared at the slowly opening stone door in front of him, eager to open the stone door that was almost thirty or forty centimeters thick.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

The stone gate slowly opened a crack, and the crumbling magma behind him had rushed up.

Her face was snow-white, her gums were clenched, and Murong Xue's fingertips were deeply pinched into her palms.

It's over, it's over, the magma behind you is coming.

"Bang." With a light sound of jumping, the magma burst open like a festive firework, and the fiery red liquid flew out in all directions, encompassing all the world.

Destroy the world.

Gritting her teeth, Murong Xue slowly closed her eyes. It's over, the two of them are all done, and this time it's really going to be explained here.

The flames shot out, heading towards Murong Xue and Xiahou Mobing on the stone gate.

His back tensed, ready to bear the liquid that could burn for a qiē, but he didn't want to be in the next moment, a warm body was tightly covered on the tight back.

It's so warm, like the sun in the dark night warming a qiē.

Murong Xue opened her closed eyes in an instant, this ...... This......

Behind her, Xiahou Mobing stretched out her arms and tightly guarded her in her arms, her tall body covering a qiqi, covering all the heat and all the danger.

He said she'd be fine as long as he was there!

Skin to skin, Murong Xue instantly felt that the cold body suddenly tightened, and the whole body tightened, like a bow, suddenly full.

There was a feeling that it was about to break apart.

Heart, beating wildly for no reason, Xiahou Mobing ......

"Boom." The stone door opened, and Murong Xue saw this and squeezed forward fiercely, rushing over with Xiahou Mobing, who was tightly protecting her.

With a backhand palm, Xiahou Mobing slammed his palm on the open stone door, and the stone door slammed and immediately closed backwards.

The flames flew, and the fire was red all over the ground.

In an instant, he was isolated behind the thick stone gate, and he was isolated from that side of the world.

Supporting the stone wall behind the stone gate, there was a moment of silence in the empty air, only the sound of whirring and violent breathing and heartbeat.

The blue light is deep.

Slowly letting go of the hand that was holding Murong Xue tightly, Xiahou Mobing stumbled, and sat on the ground with an uncontrollable stumble, propped up diagonally on the ground.

His face was pale, and there was not a trace of blood.

The silver teeth bit slightly, Murong Xue moved her body, and there was no harm at all, and the fiery red magma did not invade her by an inch.

Listening to the rapid but faint breathing behind her, Murong Xue frowned and turned around slowly.

Pale and disheveled.