"If you don't leave, you don't have to go." Lan Zui withdrew his hazy gaze from a distance, and his tone was lazy, as if he was not talking about life and death, and it had nothing to do with her.

Close your eyes, and tiredness sweeps in like waves. Lan Zui adjusted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable. After the excruciating pain of the wound, the nerves became paralyzed, and the pain gradually subsided. The body with excessive blood loss felt the scorching heat around the tree tomb, and the chill in her body was contained, making her feel lazy, as if she was on a small couch on the balcony of her home.

So peaceful, so happy.

Meng Zheng silently looked at the faint smile on Lan Zui's lips, and his eyes became strange and dazed. Bai Suhe also watched, without any rush to escape, but showed a struggling look on his face that rarely showed expression.

"White ...... Sister, then ...... of us? The strange silence was still broken by Meng Zheng first, and she naturally knew how fast the fire spread from below, and even if they didn't die in the belly of the worm, they would be buried in the flames.

"Lan drunk, I don't believe you really think so." Bai Suhe pushed away Meng Zheng's outstretched hand and said, "You refuse to leave because Jun Yihuang can't go." ”

"Does it matter?" Lan Zui's eyes didn't open, and his voice became softer.

Bai Suhe stared for a long time, sighed suddenly, and said, "Don't die or live, I have a way." ”

"What?"

Bai Suhe's words were like a hammer, pulling Lan's drunken mind back to reality.

Bai Suhe no longer looked at Lan Zui's surprised gaze, nor did he care about Meng Zheng's surprise, he closed his eyes and sat upright again, and his hands began to seal.

One by one, the Dharma seals changed in his hands, from the prosaic to the white Suhe's slender fingertips were wrapped with wisps of brilliance. The light gradually spread from his fingertips to Bai Suhe's arms and body, but for a moment, Bai Suhe's whole person was exuding this faint light. The light is calm and soft, and the white lotus in it is set off divinely and cleanly.

Meng Zheng looked at Bai Suhe's gesture, his expression became more and more confused, Meng Zheng trembled all over, his already big eyes opened wider, and he rushed forward as if to stop Bai Suhe, but after one step, he stopped, and his outstretched hand was clenched into a fist, and a trace of bright red quickly spread between his lips and teeth.

Lan Drunk also opened his eyes, and the tranquil calm just now was swept away. Bai Suhe's words were tantamount to casting a piece of light in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, although Bai Suhe didn't specifically point out that she had any way, but Lan Zui intuitively guessed that it was related to Jun Yihuang.

At the same time, seeing Bai Suhe performing the technique, Lan Zui was inexplicably a little angry in his excitement - since there was a way to not take it out earlier, he had to wait until now, did Bai Suhe want to see her jokes?!

The brilliance was even brighter, and now it seemed that the brilliance was not only overflowing from Bai Suhe's body, but also oozing from the surrounding tomb walls, and then blending with each other, boiling and surging in the small tomb.

"Take me as a lamp, follow my lead, return to you, and regenerate your soul." With Bai Suhe's fine spell, the white light that spread around her gathered into a line, circled around her, and then sank straight into Helan Fu's body lying on the ground.

As he moved forward, the height of the flames in front of him gradually decreased, and Yu Chen half-squatted on the ground, looking blankly ahead, surprised and filled with despair.

He had traveled safely and was now standing on the edge of the jade lake. By the light of the fire behind him, the fiery red reflected on the polished and smooth jade surface on his side could be seen and extinguished. One side of the sea of fire, one side is like water and jade, and the scenery of half of the river and half of the river is reproduced underground, which can be called rare, but Yu Chen has no intention of appreciating it.

The other side of the jade lake not far away was also surrounded by a sea of fire, which was exactly what Yu Chen was surprised by. The fire that burned when they came had already been extinguished by the Golden Tree itself, and when Jun Yihuang was entangled with the Golden Bean Worm, it was still dark and there was not half a spark, but in the blink of an eye, there was a fire that was still worse than that around him, and a two-meter-wide winding road was obviously left in the raging fires everywhere, and it was impossible to guess that it was man-made without thinking about it;. But Lan Drunk, Bai Suhe, and they were all thrown far away in the tree tomb, even if they were, they wouldn't have been able to make such a fire path so quickly!

In fact, Yu Chen didn't really care who opened the Dao now, no matter who it was, it saved him a lot of time, and it could even be said that it paved the way for him to escape. What made him desperate was that the fire path was only a short thirty meters away from his location, but there was a piece of turquoise between them, which reflected the fiery red in front of him and behind him, but completely isolated the two sections of fiery red, and returned the thirty meters back to darkness.

The light dispels the darkness and reveals the art hidden in the darkness to the fullest. In this section, the rounded arc of the ground suddenly protrudes outward, bending like a teapot handle. On the left-hand side, a jasper waterfall slopes down from a high place, and at the junction of the waterfall and the jade lake, several women step on the jade waves, holding various musical instruments, and wearing flowing long skirts, which look like flying into the sky. In the area where the waterfall flows into the jade lake, the waves carry the many musical instruments in the floating palace, which are the ones that Yu Chen and they have vaguely seen before.

I have to say that the design of this jade waterfall is really exquisite, and the musical instrument and the lake are perfectly combined without being obtrusive. But it is this perfect design that completely cuts off the link between the two golden trees, leaving a blank space of more than 30 meters.

The splatters of red liquid could still be seen on the cairns of the white waves, and the musical instruments in the hands of the two Feitians were also mutilated, and Yu Chen could guess without thinking much that the jade that Montaigne was holding tightly in his arms came from these Feitian's hands.

I don't know if it's because of the fire at both ends, or if it's because of the blood left behind by Montaigne's violent beating by a leopard, the golden light in this short distance is surprisingly dense. Although the golden light was dim under the light of the two fires, Yu Chen knew that every bit of light meant a golden bean worm. As for how much golden light there was, Yu Chen had no time and didn't want to count it.

He only knew that as long as he stepped out of the fire array behind him, the short thirty meters in front of him was his burial place.

Yu Chen put his hand into his pocket, squeezed the piece of cold Huasheng tightly, and looked ahead with a distorted expression, in a dilemma.

There was a sudden burning heat in the palm of his hand, which made Yu Chen shake and let go suddenly. The next moment, Yu Chen immediately took Huasheng out of his pocket regardless of the high temperature that almost scalded off the skin, and looked at Huasheng nervously, for fear that this hard-won treasure would make a mistake under the high temperature.

The purple jade in the center of Huasheng under the firelight flowed brightly, I don't know if it was an illusion, Yu Chen always felt that every time the firelight flashed, a rune flashed on the jade. Yu Chen trembled and rubbed his eyes full of tears from the heat, hoping that it was an illusion that his eyes had produced after being smoked by the heat for a long time, but the increasingly obvious runes shattered his self-deceptive thoughts.

The cracks as thin as spider silk cracked one by one along the direction of the runes, Yu Chen was terrified, holding Huasheng almost turned into a rock, not daring to move, but the cracks on Huasheng did not stop because of his carefulness, but cracked faster and deeper.

When the entire rune was formed, the white smoke rose along the crack, condensing into a human form, which was actually the appearance of Jun Yihuang.

It's just that this time, Jun Yihuang's expression floating on Huasheng is no longer dull. She seemed to be terrified of the surrounding fire, desperately struggling to retract into Huasheng, but the rune had a force she couldn't resist, repelling her and Huasheng.

Jun Yihuang appeared too suddenly, Yu Chen was even immersed in her residual power, struggling between the instinct to think about leaving Huasheng far away and the reason to protect Huasheng, and he froze on the spot for a moment at a loss.

Finally, Jun Yihuang seemed to be unable to bear the pain of being caught between the flames and runes, let out a cry of sorrow, and suddenly broke free from the jade.

When Jun Yihuang turned into a wisp of white shadow and disappeared, the purple jade shattered along the runes, and the layer of silver liquid surrounding the jade could not resist the power of the jade cracking, breaking through the finely carved gold wire decoration on the periphery, splashing in all directions, and quickly sinking into the charred black ground around it. Millennial Drunk (Tomb Robbery, GL)

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Chapter 135

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