Grunt! Grunt! It's the sound of sticky black water being plucked.

The figure in the mist was hazy, and the silhouette of the sharp and flying helmet shadow could barely be seen.

It was Qi Yu who straightened his back and rowed the oars on the boat.

The boat was the same one that Ero and the little one had been fishing for on the lake before.

The sails painted with the white lion's shadow had been unloaded, and Qi Yu barely sharpened two oars with the materials of the lakeside workshop, replacing them with the one that had been destroyed by the seven-cheeked drowning eel.

It is true that there is no wood long enough and thick enough in this small town, and the new oars are much shorter than the original ones, but they are enough for the time being.

On the quiet surface of the black water lake, scarred boats glide quietly on the sticky black water, like unwitting prey in front of fierce beasts.

Qi Yu rowed the boat unhurriedly, following the direction in which the split-headed ibis had just entered, recalling the scene when he was a child fishing in his hometown with his grandfather, but what he remembered most clearly was the screams of the neighbor's uncle who was fishing and rowing for the first time.

Qi Yu, who laughed secretly, was not uncomfortable with the rare silence in the past few days, the green flames above his head had passed, and several waves had passed, presumably the little guy and Aite had already arrived at the lake at this time.

It's just that Qi Yu is very strange, this boat has been rowing for so long, but the siege of the seven-cheeked drowning eel that he has been guarding against has not come. What was painstakingly prepared did not come in handy.

The things Qi Yu prepared, a crystal lump, were placed on the beam of the boat in front of Qi Yu.

The white mist has been diffusing that thing, and if you look closely, there is a dark thing in that thing, which is the extremely cold liquid that Xia Luoluo left by the lake for a long time, Qi Yu found a small puddle, and even the ice below was directly ripped out.

It's just a small bowl of ice water, but it's extremely difficult to put it on the boat. The filaments on the nirvana used to drag this piece of ice quickly hardened and straightened in the first section, like the cooling sugar threads in the silk fruit.

Dragged along the way, those filaments jingled and broke a lot, and by the time the ice bowl was put on the boat, Qi Yu's waist had already trembled a few times.

But even with such attrition, Qi Yu didn't care, at least after that war, these were all taken for granted. I think my body has eaten too much "poison" and become more resistant to drugs.

At this time, Qi Yu opened the full firepower of the Nirvana Battle Helmet, trying his best to monitor the movements around him, and the tips of his wings that had been decomposed trembled slightly at the top of the filament, perfectly building a line of defense.

Under Qi Yu's buttocks, there was also a layer of dense filaments, connecting the hull and body, and those small movements, transmitted from the black water, were received by those filaments, and were uniformly sent back to the space of the Nirvana Helmet's thoughts.

And directly in front of Qi Yu, a clump of filaments was suspended on the bowl of extremely frozen body fluids, ready to guard against sudden attacks.

Qi Yu didn't expect that without the help of Mr. Yi of Nirvana, he would be able to exert such strength in this helmet.

Thanks to the experience of fighting the black mire with Xia Luoluo, Qi Yu has more confidence in fuzzy manipulation, but to sum up, there is only one sentence to learn: the more you accept the black box, the more magical the effect is.

Everything seemed to be close to Qi Yu's grasp, until Qi Yu inadvertently raised his head again.

The glimmer of light on the top of the distant pit seemed to be gone.

Although the thin layer of twilight had been weakened to the point of almost nothing after passing through the layers of fog, the remnants of the skylight were still as if it were day in Nirvana's outrageously strong night vision mode.

But just now, Qi Yu's vision suddenly dimmed.

What's the matter, Qi Yu withdrew the night vision mode and looked up, but there was still a fog next to him, and the water vapor in the fog stuck to Qi Yu's face where he had removed his face armor, wet.

Without the assistance of the Nirvana Armor, Qi Yu's own night vision ability should not be underestimated, but even with such a cross-examination, Qi Yu did not find anything unusual.

At the same time, Qi Yu suddenly found that according to the situation he observed when he went up with Helles before, it was not consistent with the current situation.

In Qi Yu's estimation of time, the boat had been rowing for so long, and it should have reached the rock wall at the edge of the black water a long time ago. It's just that now it seems that this lake has not been able to paddle the end, combined with the situation that suddenly darkened just now, Qi Yu suddenly felt that under this rock wall, it was different from what he expected, it was a huge cave, along the surface of the lake, all the way to the rock wall.

This huge cave is usually filled with smoke and cannot be seen, but you can only experience it when you come here.

Qi Yu slightly "reacted" to this conjecture in the conjecture of the Nirvana Battle Helmet's thoughts, and immediately received a response, which was a faint "echo".

You don't have to compare it yourself, you don't have to measure it yourself, the thinking space of the Nirvana Battle Helmet has already given a positive answer: Qi Yu's boat is rowing in a huge hole.

It seems that the secret of this mud city is here, and Qi Yu is secretly alert.

Qi Yu has always wondered who these oil are for.

For so many years, these plague people at the bottom of the pit mud city epidemic station have refined a large number of various types of oil, Qi Yu followed Helles and them to see the backlog of oil barrels in the warehouse, as well as those closed oil tanks.

After a rough inventory, the huge stock, Qi Yu secretly smacked his tongue, once an accident happened, this small city at the bottom of the pit would be enough to destroy hundreds of times. And with such a narrow basin terrain, a fire may suffocate and kill countless people.

Fortunately, there are not many epidemic people in this city now, and there are no new additions in the Ha generation, and I believe that this place will soon become a "relic".

The abundance of fire oil in the city will also become a burial object, forever left in this bottomless pit, waiting to be dug up.

Qi Yu didn't care about the usefulness of these fire oils. Where the fire oil is transported, Qi Yu can not care.

But how to transport the oil out, Qi Yu is very concerned.

Helles had been vague, but Qi Yu believed he wasn't lying.

Trapped in the city by black water, split-headed ibis, and mist, no one knows the original path that has been obliterated.

People here, there is no compass, no starry sky, no sunrise, where can they distinguish between southeast and northwest?

Decades passed, and the black water gathered into a black lake, obliterating this secret until Qi Yu revealed it.

It seemed that his legs were numb, Qi Yu exhaled heavily under the visor, stopped paddling, and let the boat slide forward in this huge hole.

A green light bloomed from Qi Yu's hand.

It's the eye of Tephnut.

The green light made it darker all around, and Qi Yu looked at the gem blankly, as if it had frozen.

It's been so long, it's time for you guys to come out, right?

This thought made the sitting figure a little restless, and the filaments suspended on the ice bowl did not know when they were more and longer, and under the green light, a trace of refraction that seemed to be absent was twisted.

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