Chapter 37 There is no escape
Yan Ruoqin faced this last heavy knife mountain, the jagged blade pierced the ground, cutting frantically, if Yan Ruoqin made a mistake, he would be cut into minced meat by this steel knife. Seeing Yan Ruoqin's momentum, Jing Wushuang subconsciously closed his eyes.
The sound of the mechanical gear turning suddenly slowed down, and the steel knife in front of him gradually stopped, and the corner of Yan Ruoqin flew up, and was cut by the blade that slowed down, only a millimeter, Yan Ruoqin was ready to walk towards the knife mountain.
"Why did this steel knife stop?"
Yan Ruoqin was beating a drum in his heart, who would come forward to save him at this time? Yan Ruoqin looked around and found that an old man was trembling up behind the throne, and the old man used all his strength to put it on a brake lever next to the throne. The old man slid down the brake lever weakly, the clothes and hats on his body were empty on his body, which looked very ill-fitting, and when the skinny old man sat on the ground, Yan Ruoqin saw that the blood gradually seeping out of the old man's body.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
The old man had blood in his mouth, and he wanted to open his mouth but choked on this mouthful of blood. Yan Ruoqin saw the bow and arrow hanging in the middle of the throne, and looked at the body of the old man in his arms, and thought, after saving Zilu, come back and bury the old man well.
Yan Ruoqin is very good for the good people who died in front of him, although the old man does not know what his identity is, but he has helped him at this critical juncture, no matter what, Yan Ruoqin is going to bury the old man, but there is always a priority in this matter, the living are the greatest, Yan Ruoqin then put down the old man's body, and ran to the bow and arrow behind him.
This bow and arrow hung alone behind the throne, without any place to assist in rock climbing, Yan Ruoqin looked at Jing Wushuang who was standing coldly on the side, twisted his hand and reached out to grab the bow and arrow behind his back, who would have thought that this Yan Ruoqin had just put down the old man's body, and the entire hall suddenly shook violently, and the stones rolled down from the main hall with the suspended ceiling.
"What did you touch?"
Jing Wushuang stared at Yan Ruoqin angrily and frowned.
"I didn't touch anything!"
Yan Ruoqin didn't notice that he pressed the brake lever down when he put down the old man's corpse, the brake lever next to the throne can control the various mechanisms in the entire hall, this was originally used for self-defense of the clan, but he didn't expect that today it would become a mass grave for Yan Ruoqin and Jing Wushuang.
"It's not a good thing since I met you!"
Yan Ruoqin looked at Jing Wushuang with a look of hatred.
"Xiaoxiao is dead, Zilu is dying, and now I want to be buried here alive. β
Yan Ruoqin continued to count Jing Wushuang.
"Yan Ruoqin, if you hate me so much, we will never see each other again in this life and this life!"
"Hmph, if you can get out of here alive!
Yan Ruoqin was categorical and did not hesitate at all.
"Good!"
Wushuang sighed deeply, she sniffed, and seemed to suck the hidden sadness into her heart, and replaced it with a cold face.
Yan Ruoqin shuttled among the falling rocks, brushing past one falling boulder after another, but he did not forget the bow and arrow hanging in the middle of the main hall. Yan Ruoqin's eyes were firmly fixed on the hanging bow and arrows, and the boulders fell one after another, and he had no distractions. The boulders that fell around him slowed down in his attentive eyes, and he carefully planned the route he was going to travel, and he had to pass through three or four large rocks that were about to fall to reach the side of the bow and arrow, and if he deviated at all, he would be stoned to death and die in the Yellow Spring.
Yan Ruoqin held his breath and rushed to the place where the bow and arrow were in one step.
"Yan Ruoqin, don't go!"
Wushuang looked at Yan Ruoqin's obsession with taking the bow and arrow, and his brows tightened. It's just that before Wushuang finished speaking, Yan Ruoqin had already touched the bow and arrow. This bow and arrow is very difficult to take down, as if it has recognized the owner, and without the talent of the skill, it is difficult to move even if it takes a lot of effort. Yan Ruoqin used all his strength and took the bow and arrows down. Straight open the bow arrow, the first arrow shot at the brake lever, an ice-edged arrow into the brake lever for a test, the brake lever just stuck there, unable to move, the falling rock also instantly restored calm and no longer falls.
Yan Ruoqin held his bow and arrows, leaned against the boulder on the side, and gasped, he could finally rest for a while.
"You can live, as I just said, don't forget. β
Yan Ruoqin took the bow and arrow and glanced at Wushuang. Then he immediately ran outside.
"Yan Ruoqin, you can be counted as back, Zilu's hands and feet have been... β
Yan Ruoqin rushed to Zilu and saw that her hands and feet had been strangled into the flesh by this invisible immortal rope, revealing white bones, and Zilu, whose flesh and blood were blurred, screamed in pain, Yan Ruoqin looked distressed.
"Hurry up and shoot this bundle of fairy ropes with a bow and arrow. β
Wushuang couldn't wait for Yan Ruoqin to use the bow and arrow, but where to aim at this invisible immortal rope, Yan Ruoqin pulled the bow and couldn't decide.
"You wicked woman, didn't you say that a bow and arrow can shoot through this bundle of fairy ropes?
Yan Ruoqin pulled out his bow and arrows, shaking his arms and not knowing how to release the arrows.
"Aim at the middle of her wrist!"
Wushuang was calm, as if she could see the bundle of fairy ropes in her eyes.
"No, I can't do it, just in case!"
Yan Ruoqin pulled out his bow, deflated again, and put it down.
"I'm coming!"
Wushuang snatched the bow and arrow from Yan Ruoqin's hand, pulled it away, and shot the arrow between Zilu's wrists with lightning speed. "Smack!" There was a crisp sound, like the cracking of a tight belt.
"Feet!"
Wushuang held the bow and arrow, looked at Zilu's bloody ankles, raised the bow and arrow, and set the arrow.
"Smack!"
In an instant, the invisible bundle of immortal ropes was broken, revealing the original shape of the straw rope.
"Zilu, are you okay?"
Yan Ruoqin leaned in front of Zilu, looked at her frowning brows and scars, and plucked her heart.
"Zilu, can you hear me?"
Yan Ruoqin said anxiously. Wushuang saw Yan Ruoqin's anxious expression and left silently.
Yan Ruoqin looked at the back of Wushuang leaving, and did not continue to ask.
There were some bloody finger prints on the bow and arrow on the side, and the hand holding the bow and arrow was burned into a grid of blood, and Wushuang's trembling hands continued to put on the veil and move forward. Her whole body was inky and she seemed to turn into a wisp of black smoke and disappear into the night.
"I heard that this ghost place is haunted, it turns out that this group of clansmen are pretending to be ghosts here!"
Xiaobu carried the sleeping Zilu on his back and said as he walked.
"They are not pretending to be ghosts, this bundle of fairy ropes, and this bow and arrow, don't you notice that something is wrong?"
"I heard my master say that there is a tribe behind this Sibinu Mountain that can communicate with the gods, but I didn't expect them to use this kind of sacrificial witchcraft to channel the gods?!"
"Whether they can be enlightened or not, we don't know, but the people who disappeared in the realm of no one before and after are probably all captured and sacrificed and died on this altar. β
Yan Ruoqin analyzed. "If it weren't for Wushuang, I would have stirred up his lair. β
"You've already stirred up their nest. β
Xiao Bu looked back at the city of beast bones, and at the moment when Xiao Bu and Yan Ruoqin were talking, a dark red flashed in the hole in the eyes of the city beast bones.
"You say, is Wushuang still guarding that city?"
Xiaobu lifted Zilu up, panting.
"Where else can she go? I've almost killed all of their people, and I don't expect her not to hate me, and I've been married to her since the day of worship, so don't care, so be it. β
Yan Ruoqin pretended to be very free, but he was stuck in his throat.
"You said that on the day of the visit, why did you agree?"
Looking at Yan Ruoqin in small steps, he raised his eyebrows, and asked Yan Ruoqin to say a few more words while he was interested.
"That's not because Xiaoxiao wants to fulfill me and her, but I don't love her so much! You know, my affection for Wushuang stops at the first time I met skin-to-skin! But I don't know her, and I haven't fallen in love with her. β
Yan Ruoqin said excitedly, but what came to his mind was all small appearances.
"I have been on the battlefield with Xiaoxiao, fought evil dragons together, jumped out of the misty forest together, I thought I could survive in the realm of no one for a lifetime, but now, it has become like this, where can I get peace?!
Yan Ruoqin said, his eyes were red, and it was not easy for Xiaobu to continue to ask, but the mood of this gossip suddenly became heavy.
"Hey, Zilu, are you better!"
Xiaobu heard Zilu whisper something in his ear and realized that Zilu had woken up.
"Don't!
Zilu suddenly shouted, and the psychic grandfather on her wrist suddenly came out, shaking his head desperately with blood and the scab that had just formed, and the bell rang again.
Zilu closed her eyes tightly, and there were words in her mouth, but she just didn't open them.
"No!"
Suddenly, Zilu's eyes widened, her pupils dilated, as if she had seen something terrifying, and her frightened expression directly erected Yan Ruoqin and Xiao Bu's hairs, just like the moment of discharge, the frequency of the bell was getting faster and faster, and Zilu's pupils instantly expanded, as if draining the energy in her body, and then she fell.
"Zilu, wake up!
Zilu's consciousness fell into a deep dormant state, she only felt that she was falling deeper and deeper into the abyss, but she didn't reach the end, she couldn't see Yan Ruoqin and Xiaobu's faces more and more clearly, and she knew that she closed her eyes completely.
The bell quieted down.
The psychic old man's head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, but this time it did not retract into the shell of the bell like a turtle.
"Isn't it a big deal?"
Xiaobu held Zilu's face, recalled Zilu's expression of extreme fear just now, and thought carefully.
He looked at the psychic old man who didn't have time to retract his head, and felt that things were not as simple as they imagined.
A demon wind blew, the moon hung high, the cold was pressing, I don't know where to return, the unconscious Zilu in front of him and Yan Ruoqin, who was almost dragging his tired body, couldn't withstand a more fatal blow at all, but recalling the evil dragon that attracted them here and Xiwei who had not yet appeared and escaped into the demon road, he only felt that there was a sharp malice in the wind, Yan Ruoqin's steps were heavy, he never thought that this legendary paradise of no one was like this, he wanted to continue to be a coward, a deserter, but he had no escape, there was no escape, he could only grit his teeth here and wait for the judgment of fateγ