What is the pressure of the surging water? In every city, every household is equipped with a water pipe, and when the tap of the outlet pipe is twisted to the maximum, the water stored in the pipe will spurt out.

At that time, I put my finger under the faucet and felt the pain and pressure of the water hitting my finger.

The hole in the center of the burial chamber, although it has not been artificially pressurized, but the three-meter-long and wide opening, the pressure of the water that escapes is still amazing.

After the Broken Dragon Stone fell, it was the only one that was connected to the outside world. It's not that the people trapped in the tomb haven't tried to escape through the guò opening, but everyone who runs around the water flow will be pressed to the ground by the huge pressure brought by the water flow, just like Sun Wukong, who was pressed by the Five Elements Mountain at the foot of the mountain, in vain paddling hands and feet, but he couldn't stand up, and could only rely on the vigorous drag of his companions to climb out of the water mountain with great pressure.

No one tried to get close to the outlet, only to watch as the water level in the burial chamber submerged from the calf to the knee and then rose upwards at a rate of a few millimeters per minute.

What to do?

No one asked, but with despair and a glimmer of hope, everyone looked at Bai Suhe, who was supported by Meng Zheng, and Jun Yihuang, whose expression was still condensed and indifferent, hoping that these two people, who could not exist according to common sense at all, would open up a way to survive in the end.

Even if he was in a certain death environment before, but feeling the dampness of the water level rising little by little and the icy water soaking through his clothes and pants, no one can really be calm enough to meet the impending death. Knowing that you are going to die and actually seeing it come are two completely different feelings.

The men with great strength began to pound on the bluestone slab door they had found earlier, and now they didn't care which door was behind a dead end, they just wanted to open a way out of the burial chamber, which had been transformed into a water container.

But the sturdy construction, which has reached thigh-high water, has become an obstacle to their exertion of force. When the water overflowed their chests and began to block the breathing that was holding down their lungs, the leopards gave up.

They pulled out a small compressed oxygen cylinder they carried with them in their backpacks, and could only wait sadly for the water to overflow overhead.

The most feared thing in the underground is the lack of oxygen to lead to suffocation, and the ancient ancients would wash and fill the air with sheep lungs as a last resort. Of course, with the continuous development of modern technology, modern tomb robbers will no longer use the clumsy methods of ancient times, but carry small compressed oxygen cylinders.

Each cylinder is supplied with oxygen for 20 to 30 minutes, which is enough time for the water to completely fill the chamber. Their only hope and plan now is to try to climb out of this death chamber directly by clinging to the bare hole after the water rises to the position of the outlet, taking advantage of the reduction of the water drop distance and the reduction of the impact force.

Wishful thinking is well played, and all they can do is wait.

The water finally overflowed overhead, and it continued to rise upward. Everyone desperately floated on the surface of the water, looking up to absorb the remaining air on the surface. But as the water flowed, the air was compressed less and less, and a large number of bubbles were stirred up where the water flowed in, making it impossible for them to see anything clearly.

It's close! It's closer!

As they watched as the distance between their arms and the high top of the tomb narrowed, there was another dull sound of chains slipping.

There was no time to express surprise and reaction, and suddenly there was a huge suction force from behind, so that everyone could no longer maintain the balance of the body soaked in the water, and they rolled and waved their hands and feet one by one, and were quickly pulled back weakly.

I don't know when, the bluestone slab door designed according to the eight doors opened, and behind the door was a dark hole, and the pressure difference between air and water led them to rush behind the door.

If you were to use an analogy, they are now like bugs thrown into the toilet bowl, and when the water switch on the toilet is turned on, they are powerless to flush into the sewer.

Lan Zui has been leaning against the edge of the wall due to an ankle injury, so she is the first victim to be sucked into the black hole behind the bluestone slab door.

The door is narrow and the suction is great. Lan Zui didn't react to anything, and was pulled behind by a strong force. Her body floated on the water, so that she was a little higher than the door, so for the first time she slammed her whole body against the bluestone wall. The concussion in her lungs and the sweet blood in her throat didn't have time to spit out, and then the suction continued to strengthen so that she could no longer stick to the wall like a crushed frog, but was involuntarily swept into the swarthy hole.

Fortunately, Lan Zui's reaction was quite fast, and he didn't have time to think about it after the first blow, so he endured the churning pain and hugged all his hands and feet and curled up in a ball. But even this is completely insulating from the subsequent continuous damage. The passage behind the bluestone door is not a straight line, but rotates downward, so Lan Zui can only keep bumping on the curved wall, and then continue to be washed by the current to continue the next round of bumps.

The constant impact of her body made it impossible for her to hold her breath completely, and it would be nice to be able to hold the oxygen cylinder in her hand in this state without throwing it away, let alone expecting to bring the oxygen cylinder to her mouth and take two more puffs. Every time he couldn't bear the violent impact, Lan Zui couldn't help but take a sharp breath, but what he inhaled into his nose was not air but a cold stream of water, which inhaled into his lungs and caused suffocation, so that Lan Zui's hands and feet that were originally tightly hugged began to unfold slowly, and his mind tended to be unconscious, so he could only let the flow of water wrap her around her and bring her to a certain end.

Jun Yihuang was pulled by the ear, so naturally he could only follow Lan Zui in the waterway. There is actually no difference between water and land for Jun Yihuang, but seeing the scene of Lan drunk choking on water and suffocating makes Jun Yihuang seem to empathize. Just when Jun Yihuang's heart was in his throat, for fear that Lan Zui would be drowned like this, Lan Zui's body not far away suddenly disappeared.

Jun Yihuang was startled, and then there was a 'poof' sound of a heavy object entering the water from below the front, obviously out of the narrow waterway and at the outlet of the water.

"Blue drunk? Blue drunk! Jun Yihuang followed Lan Zui into a small secret room, which was filled with water for most of the room at the moment, and Lan Zui floated on the water. Jun Yihuang couldn't touch it, and he didn't know the situation of Lan Zui, his usual composure disappeared without a trace all of a sudden, floating above Lan Zui and shouting desperately, hoping that Lan Zui could give a reaction.

To Jun Yihuang's disappointment, no matter how she called, Lan Zui was still floating on the water with his eyes closed. The water above was still pouring into the small room, and the agitation of the water caused undulating waves, constantly beating and flooding Lan Zui's mouth and nose. Seeing this, Jun Yihuang knew that he couldn't drag it any longer, and as soon as he bit his silver teeth, the sound of the wind brought by the yin force rolled the water into small whirlpools, spinning to Lan Zui's exposed skin.

As soon as the delicate fair skin touches these inconspicuous little whirlpools, it will immediately be scratched with a bloody mark. The whirlpool was small but dense, and after a while, Lan Drunk was wrist and the back of his hand was full of small scratches. Although the depth of these scars is not deep, but the number of them is extremely terrifying, the pale pink quickly melts into the cold water along the small wounds, but the blue drunken eyelids are still tightly closed, and there is no intention of opening them at all.

Jun Yihuang frowned, and simply became ruthless, several fine whirlpools formed a large whirlpool across Lan Zui's wrist, the soft skin had no power to resist, and the skin and flesh opened in an instant, and the white skin and flesh opened along the mouth to both sides, like a big mouth with bleak lips.

"Hmm...... Ahem...... cough cough cough cough The pain caused by this wound finally shook the unconscious Lan Zui, and Lan Zui's still limbs suddenly spasmed and struggled, making a splash, and the person coughed violently.

"Blue drunk! Wake up! Seeing that it had worked, Jun Yihuang was overjoyed, and the yin wind no longer brought a whirlpool, but pushed a wave, pushing Lan Zui into the corner of the room, trying to stay away from the water column that kept pouring down.

Lan was drunk and threw desperately in the water, coughing up tears. However, as she struggled, her body was no longer covered by water waves from time to time, and it took a long time for Lan to cough up a small half of the water stuck in her throat, and she looked at the steep stone walls around her weakly: "This ...... Ahem...... This is...... Which? ”

"I don't know."

"Hey, it hurts!" Lan Zui grabbed at the wall with both hands, trying to find a place to borrow strength. Only then did he feel all kinds of stinging pain when his hand moved, and when he looked at it, Lan was drunk and stunned, and his apricot eyes were round and looked at Jun Yihuang with eyes like looking at strangers: "Ahem, what did you do?" ”

"Uh...... Well. Jun Yihuang hesitated, wanting to deny it. But in the current environment, except for Lan Zui, she was there, and it seemed that she couldn't deny it, so she had to respond in a very soft voice.

“……”

"You're drowning......"

"Jun Yihuang, what kind of grudge do I have with you?......!" A small wound is just that, Lan Zui looked at the 'mouth' that was about a foot long and still bleeding, and really didn't know what expression to use to face Jun Yihuang.

How much does she hate her?!

"I ...... I didn't mean to...... "Jun Yihuang rarely showed weakness, and in a hurry, the yin power was used more violently, and she didn't dare to directly let the yin force contact Lan Drunk, for fear that the control zhì would not be good, but the result was still ......

Is the steady, smart, calm, and decisive concubine in the "......" dream really the same as the female ghost in front of her? Could it be that if you have less soul, you will not only lose your memory, but also become stupid? Usually not like it!

"I ...... Forget it......" Lan Zui exhaled deeply, Jun Yihuang was reluctant to scold, she thought she was unlucky!

Your sister! Stupid gentleman!

Of course, Lan Zui couldn't help but hate and slander a few words in his heart.

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