Chapter Eighty-Seven: Life Hangs by a Thread 3
Look at the medicine in your hand again.
It wasn't until Murong Xue untied her clothes and changed her dressing that she realized that her injury was on her chest.
Murong Xue, who had not known what the blushing was for a hundred years, was slightly red at this time, if Xia Houqing saw it, she would definitely be surprised.
After bandaging the wound, he frowned at the blood-covered clothes.
After not hearing movement for a long time, Xiahou Mobing thought that something was wrong with Murong Xue, turned around and looked at her frowning look, "What's wrong?" Is the wound painful? Come and see me. At this time, Xiahou Mobing didn't care about any embarrassment, and the injury was important.
"I'm fine," suppressed Xiahou Mobing's hand that was about to move.
"Are you really okay?" Fixedly looking into her eyes, trying to see something in them.
"It's okay, let's go!" Murong Xue said unhurriedly.
Looking at her expression, as if there was really nothing going on, he was relieved.
Looking at the dark but flickering hole in front of him, Xiahou Mobing took Murong Xue's hand and said, "Let's go."
"Hmm," Murong Xue turned around and glanced at the closed stone door, there is no way to go back here, this mausoleum is so big, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a way out?
The two walked away hand in hand, and at this time they did not have the leisurely and relaxed time when they came, but instead had a cautious face.
Since no one knows exactly where this mechanism is hidden, or how dangerous it is, it is better to be cautious.
The two of them went one after the other, and Xiahou Mobing naturally protected Murong Xue behind him.
Stop-and-go, the terrain becomes more and more complicated.
After walking for about a moment, the two stopped at a fork in the road.
On the left, it looks unusually bleak, but the wind is calm, and it doesn't seem to be dangerous.
The road on the right, gloomy and windy, invaded the body, and there was an indescribable eerie and dangerous atmosphere, which made people creepy.
Murong Xue sniffed the road on the left deeply, calm, truly calm, but why did it make people feel so uneasy? That uneasiness comes from an intuition, like walking on the edge of life and death for a long time, beyond the five senses, which is the perception of danger.
"I want to 、、、、、、"
"What do you want to do? Don't even think about it," Murong Xue couldn't finish her words when she was interrupted viciously by Xiahou Mobing.
"、、、、、、、" she just wanted to say that they were going to the right.
Xiahou Mobing groaned, they must be together, who knows what will happen? She stayed by his side to reassure him.
The road on the left seems to be calm, but in fact, it hides murderous intentions.
The road on the right seems to be full of dangers, but it may be the real calm.
Fiction is real, reality is virtual, fiction is real, false and real, false and true.
After sorting out these, he took Murong Xue's hand and headed towards the dangerous and murderous road.
Turned to Murong Xue and said, "Let's go this way"
The two looked at each other and smiled, he knew what she was thinking, and she knew why he chose this one.
Because they are all smart people.
The road ahead is cold and gloomy, and the road is narrow and steep.
Neither spoke.
Walking slowly, it seems gloomy, but the wind and waves along the way are calm, there are no mechanisms, there is no danger.
The two of them breathed calmly and walked very gently and calmly.
Forks in the road are forks in the road, and the forks in the road are gradually increasing.
And the road ahead is getting wider and wider.
The road that was only passable for one person just now can accommodate two people.
It also means that danger is coming.