More and more blood flowed from the corners of Nanyang's lips, and the blood stains on his chin crisscrossed him, staining a large area of snow-white clothes. Junqiao half-hugged her helplessly, and just kept calling her name: "Nanyang...... Nanyang ...... What happened to you...... Nanyang. South ......"

Nan Yang struggled to hold on to his spirits, endured the severe pain of poisoning his viscera, squinted his eyes and stared at the group of snakes behind Jun Qiao that were as dense as water, and his hands trembled and groped on the ground to find the falling frost.

"After ...... ......"She struggled to speak, her words not clear, but more blood poured out of her mouth.

Junqiao's eyes widened, and he turned back sharply, and was startled back by the group of snakes that were close at hand.

Nan Yang touched the falling frost, raised his sword and fell, neatly cut off the two snakes approaching Junqiao, and then used the sword blade and pestle on the ground as a crutch to prop up half of his body, almost half crawling and half dragging close to the wind and rain lantern that fell to the ground.

Junqiao looked at Nan Yang in a daze, and then looked at Nameless, who was almost overwhelmed by the snakes, and finally came back to his senses, and took out the last few mechanisms in his waist bag and threw them around Nan Yang to protect her from being disturbed by the snakes for the time being. Then she picked up her sword and slashed at the snake that was leaning on the ground in a haphazard manner, gasping for air nervously in her mouth.

After Nan Yang got the rain lantern, he carried the internal force that did not circulate much on his body and fell hard, and the outer cover of the rain lamp was broken. With difficulty, she picked up the oil in the residual lamp, her eyes tightened, and her wrist strength swayed out with precision.

The lamp oil scattered in a semi-arc around her and Jun Bridge, and then was ignited by the original fire in the lamp, instantly forming a fan-shaped wall of fire that was not tall but enough to resist the snakes. After Junqiao killed a few small snakes that had broken into the ring of fire, he took a few steps back with some weakness and put his back against the three-foot-thick wall behind him.

Nan Yang's body was messy and scattered with terrible bloodstains, especially when she was still wearing plain white clothes, which made the bright red even more conspicuous. She lowered her head and covered her mouth and coughed, more and more blood spilling out of her fingers, dripping to the ground.

"Nan Yang...... Jun Qiao hurriedly stepped over to Nan Yang and held her shoulder, "What's wrong with you?" Why...... Did you get poisoned in any way? ”

“…… Don't tell sù, don't tell sù light joy. Nanyang's pale fingers grabbed Junqiao's arm and looked at her earnestly, "You...... You should be able to see ...... Don't talk to her, don't talk to her...... I beg you...... Please......"

Jun Qiao felt a sharp pain in his heart, and blurted out, "Is it Huangquan Gu?" Are you the Yellow Spring Gu? ”

Nan Yang's eyebrows twisted painfully, her hand clasped her abdomen tightly like a mosaic, and the other hand seemed to use all her strength to grasp Junqiao's arm, the huge pain had made her consciousness a little blurred, and her body was slightly spasmodic, but she still read inarticulately: "Don't ...... Don't tell her ......"

"Nanyang!" Junqiao's throat was sour, and he watched Nan Yang's strength disappear little by little. Her eyes were hazy, and in a trance she seemed to see her father lying on the bed in front of her, and the last time she was poisoned, she just looked like that, and watched helplessly as he died of pain.

Pain to death, what a cruel way to die. Even if it is to give him a painful knife, it is better than frequent poison and death in the pain that makes people unbearable.

Why...... Why did Nanyang get this poison?

Nameless struggled to get close to the source of the fire among the snakes, and with the power of the fire, he escaped from the snakes and staggered into the ring of fire. The snakes were afraid of the power of the fire, and they all hissed and spat letters outside the fire ring, but they refused to leave, just crawling back and forth.

The gnawed skin on Nameless's body lifted slightly, revealing the wooden body underneath. But fortunately, he didn't feel pain, and when the snake bitten, he bitten, and as long as he didn't fall apart, he could keep moving.

He glanced at the ring of fire that was gradually decreasing, and said to Jun Qiao: "The valley lord - it is estimated that the remaining lamp oil can last for about a quarter of an hour, and Jian Yì - immediately think of another way. ”

A quarter of an hour?

Jun Qiao hugged Nan Yang, whose body was cold, gritted his teeth, and asked Nameless: "Do you have any medicine on you?" Any medicine will do! I can't...... You can't just watch her do nothing. ”

Nameless squatted down beside her, his fingers lightly resting on Nan Yang's wrist, and after a moment, the machine spoke: "Huangquan Gu Poison - there is no cure." ”

"And when will she wake up?" Junqiao sniffed hard, her own body was covered with Nanyang's blood, and the two of them looked wolf-bèi.

"I don't know about my subordinates - but I don't expect it to be less than half an hour-"

A quarter of an hour...... Half an hour......

"You must still have a hook lock on you, right?" Junqiao looked at the smaller and smaller tongues of fire and the group of snakes probing his brain, and hurriedly asked.

"Return to the valley lord - his subordinates will take it."

"These snakes must have been guided by something in the mechanism, and they will only keep getting closer to the mechanism wall. You now immediately go through the snakes and quickly find the next corner, then fasten the hook lock to the corner wall, pull the other end and quickly come back, hurry! ”

Nameless clenched his fists and turned around and ran quickly into the darkness in front of the tomb, completely ignoring the many small snakes wrapped around him.

Junqiao rubbed his eyes vigorously, took off his robe, and helped the unconscious Nan Yang to his back. Then he used his robe to wrap himself and Nanyang around twice, and firmly tied a dead knot.

She held her long sword in one hand and Nanyang's frost in the other, and her face was scattered with Nanyang's blood. Nanyang's chin rested unconsciously on her shoulder, staining the clothes on her shoulders with a large hot blood stain.

As the oil was consumed, the tongues of fire slowly decreased a lot, and some of the bold snakes in front of them pounced on them directly through the ring of fire with their mouths open. Junqiao uses both swords to slash and kill the approaching snakes almost frantically. Time passed little by little, and Nameless, who had disappeared into the darkness, never returned, and even the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard.

More and more snakes crossed the fading wall of fire, baring their fangs and attacking the two women who were forced to retreat. Junqiao leaned her back against the corner, protecting Nan Yang tightly behind her back, and when the snake that she had not had time to slash and kill was about to pounce on Nan Yang, she turned sideways and blocked the snake's fangs with her shoulder.

"Ah......h

She let out a low groan, and her body knelt down uncontrollably. Nan Yang's drooping head was on the side of her face, and the falling broken hair was stirring her skin, and she could even feel the shallow breath exhaled from the bridge of Nan Yang's beautiful nose. I really didn't expect it...... When I was closest to her, I was about to die.

Junqiao laughed self-deprecatingly, simply closed his eyes, and the two swords in his hands no longer waved.

"Zheng-"

A strong sound of a wire hooking into the wall suddenly exploded in my ears.

Jun Qiao opened his eyes in a trance, and saw that Nameless had rushed back at this time, and there were still a few entangled snakes on his body that he hadn't had time to take off. Nameless pulled the hook lock hard, and after confirming that it was strong, he hurriedly helped Jun Qiao up, and held up Jun Qiao and Nan Yang behind her like an explosion with one hand. Jun Qiao immediately grabbed the rope hooked to the top of the tomb, and the moment he let go, the weight of Nan Yang behind her fell hard, making her almost escape.

The weight of the two people made Junqiao, who was already exhausted, a little unbearable. She bit her lip in pain, and the snake bite on her shoulder was painful, but she couldn't let go. As soon as you let go, there are mountains of snakes below, and if you fall, you really have no chance to live.

"Lord Shaogu - please move forward as much as possible. Two quarters of an hour to go, the hook lock is expected to carry the weight of the two of them—" Nameless stood with his back against the wall, his hands pressed tightly against the hook, trying to buy them a little more time.

"Nameless...... Don't stand there, get on the ropes! ”

"The iron hook is uncontrolled, and the rope bears the weight of three people—the time will be shortened to less than a quarter of an hour, and the snakes will take the opportunity to climb up the rope—without their own command—take care of—the valley master." In the afterglow of Junqiao, Nameless stumbled and spoke mechanically, and his body was crawling with snakes of all sizes, and those snakes gnawed at his body with impunity. I don't know which snake bit off the lead at the joint, and his neck was suddenly cut in half, and it snapped to the side.

"Nameless!!" Kimihashi feebly called out his name again.

"Gu Lord—you immediately climb to the next corner—the remaining time, a quarter and a half of an hour—" The nameless voice was still unsubdued, one of his feet was gnawed alive by the snakes, and the skin and some bones on his body were falling down.

Junqiao's eyes were suddenly sour, and tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes and flowed into her sideburns.

"No self-command-no self-command-care-valley master--no self-" Nameless suddenly tried to adjust his facial expression, so that the corners of his mouth rose as best he could, and the face that had lost one eyeball was sewn by Jun Qiao with a long terrifying scar, and a funny bow was tied at the end, "Valley Lord-go-"

Jun Qiao didn't look back anymore, her hand holding the rope had been worn out. Time is pressing, and surviving, letting her live, is more important than anything else.

Junqiao clenched his teeth, feeling the smell of blood in his mouth. She mustered what little internal force she had left, and climbed the rope as fast as she could.

The nameless voice behind him gradually became smaller and hoarse, but he could still vaguely hear that he was constantly telling the time for Junqiao-

"Time Remaining - A Quarter of an Hour and Two Minutes ......"

"The remaining time--cluck--less than a quarter of an hour, the lord of the valley of Jianyì sped up-"

"The rest - click."

Junqiao didn't dare to look back at Nameless, she didn't know what kind of shattered and terrifying picture she would see.

"Nanyang, Nanyang, you must not die. Your apprentice is still waiting for you! You must not die, all things, all poison, we must have a way, there must be a way......" Junqiao kept talking, she was actually very scared in her heart, she was terribly scared. Now it's really just her, and no one can help her.

Climb faster, faster.

Nameless looked at Jun Qiao and Nan Yang who were gradually disappearing into the darkness, his body had not been eroded by the snakes. With the last bit of power, he lifted his only remaining arm and plunged his arm bone straight into his other eye.

"Boom-!!"

The eyeball was detonated by himself. In an instant, with a loud explosion, his body was completely shattered and ashes. At the same time, a considerable number of snakes were killed. The snakes were ignited by the fire of the explosion, and the snakes on the ground twisted their bodies and struggled, and a bright sea of fire suddenly burned in front of the wall.