Zhang Fan didn't speak, just carefully observed the pattern on the door, and then found the pattern he had seen when he strayed into the ruins between the two dragon heads.

Zhang Fan pointed out the pattern to the two, and before he could speak, Leng Xingyun simply pulled out his own way and stabbed his hand. On Zhang Fan's stunned face, he rarely explained: "Try it first." ”

And it turned out that Leng Xingyun seemed to have guessed correctly, and the blood was absorbed by the pattern, slowly filling the grooves of the pattern.

When the blood was completely filled, a white light shot out from the crack in the door, and the three of them fainted again.

The three men stepped into the passageway, and after a flash of white light, they lost consciousness.

The first to wake up was Qian Lang. Qian Lang slowly opened his eyes, and it was pitch black around him. He felt a little groggy in his head, and he sat down on the ground and shook his head, trying to make himself more conscious. After a while, Qian Lang adapted to the dark environment around him. He stood up, groped around, and shouted, "Zhang Fan, Leng Xingyun, where are you?" ”

Qian Lang shouted everywhere, but there was no response. Qian Lang walked for a while in the dark, and finally touched the wall. He walked along the wall for a while, and suddenly he kicked something.

Qian Lang slowly squatted down and groped his way, soft, with the unique temperature of the human body, which was a person's thigh.

Qian Lang excitedly groped upwards and shouted, "Is it Zhang Fan?" Or a cold nebula? Whoever it is, wake up. ”

Qian Lang touched it all the way down his thigh, but if he didn't touch the bronze dagger, he knew that it was Zhang Fan. He excitedly picked up Zhang Fan's upper body and slapped Zhang Fan's face excitedly. "Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, wake up. Wake up. ”

"Don't fight, don't fight. Lightly, man, how strong are your hands, don't you have points? If I continue to fight, my face will be swollen. Zhang Fan said with some complaints.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was awake, Qian Lang hurriedly helped him up, and asked with concern, "Are you injured?" ”

Zhang Fan paused, as if he was reacting to whether he was injured or not, and as if he was recalling something. After a while, Qian Lang saw that Zhang Fan didn't react and thought that he had fallen and injured himself, so he hurriedly began to grope him.

"What's wrong with you? I didn't feel any blood either. Won't it be an internal injury, or will it be a broken brain? ”

As he spoke, he was about to touch Zhang Fan's head to see if he had fallen and injured himself.

Zhang Fan reacted at this time, hurriedly patted Qian Lang's hand away, and said, "No, I just thought of something." The brain is a bit messy. By the way, what about the cold nebula? Also, where is this? ”

Qian Lang was relieved when he heard Zhang Fan say that it was okay, "I don't know where this is?" I just woke up and groped all the way to find you.

As for the cold nebula, I don't know where it is. ”

Zhang Fan looked around, and the black around him couldn't see his five fingers. There was not a glimmer of light. Zhang Fan stood up and shouted loudly: "Leng Xingyun, Leng Xingyun, where are you?" ”

After shouting like this for a while, there was a sound of fine clothes rubbing on Zhang Fan's left. Hearing the voice, Zhang Fan stopped shouting and asked in a low voice, "Is it Leng Xingyun?" The voice over there paused, and a vague voice came: "Well, it's me." ”

Zhang Fan hurriedly pulled Qian Lang and touched along the wall. Leng Xingyun also touched the wall and walked over at this time. As soon as the three of them looked at each other, Zhang Fan rushed over excitedly, "How are you?" Do you know where this is? ”

Leng Xingyun paused, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know, but it feels a little familiar." ”

Zhang Fan and Qian Lang saw that Leng Xingyun didn't know where this was, so they understood that this might be something strange.

But now the key is to get out from here. No one thought that there was such a strange space in this ruin.

I just somehow got out of here.

Zhang Fan felt Leng Xingyun feel a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly asked, "Are you injured?" ”

Leng Xingyun coughed, but did not speak. Zhang Fan and Qian Lang realized that Leng Xingyun was injured, and it seemed that it should not be light. The two hurriedly stepped forward to prepare to help Leng Nebula. Leng Xingyun gently pushed them away.

When the two saw this, they didn't force it. The three of them stood against the wall, Leng Xingyun slowly took out the lighter from his pocket, and with a 'click' sound, the faint light of the fire gradually illuminated the faces of the three people.

The three of them took advantage of the faint light of the fire to look around. I saw some strange and mysterious patterns carved on the wall between them. Qian Lang stretched out his hand curiously, and while drawing along the pattern, he asked Leng Xingyun: "Hey, Brother Leng, do you know what this thing is on the wall?" It looks pretty good. ”

Just when Qian Lang's hand was about to touch the wall, Zhang Fan knocked his hand off, "Be careful, I don't know what it is, don't touch it casually, maybe there's something in it." When Qian Lang heard this, he immediately retracted his hand.

Leng Xingyun looked at the pattern on the wall seriously, and the three of them moved along the pattern. "Hey, Leng Nebula, do you recognize these patterns?"

Leng Xingyun didn't say anything, just studied the pattern carefully. Suddenly, Leng Xingyun reached out and pressed it against a relief that looked like a dragon on the wall, while rotating it 180 degrees clockwise.

The relief shrank in, and there was a 'boom', and then the wall began to move, and a wall of equal height suddenly popped out. Zhang Fan, who was the closest, was startled and almost jumped on Leng Xingyun's body. "It's okay, I just found the mechanism for the light." Leng Xingyun said slowly.

I saw a stone antique like a pavilion-style lampstand popping out of the wall.

The outside of the lampstand was covered with cobwebs and dust, "At first glance, it feels like a long time has passed, and the wick inside has long been unusable, right?" ”

Qian Lang said complainingly. But the three of them walked over with a hint of anticipation.

Leng Xingyun took the dagger and carefully picked open the cobwebs outside. The three of them took a closer look, and the wick inside was still there. Leng Xingyun stepped forward and sniffed it, and said, "The wick in this place should be soaked in kun oil, and it can not rot for thousands of years." ”

He said as he lit the wick. Who knew that at this time, a vision suddenly appeared. The wick suddenly exploded like fireworks. The flames rose into the air, exploding a blue glow that illuminated the entire space

。 The three of them relied on the faint blue light of the fireworks to see that the entire space was very narrow, but it was so tall that even the fireworks could not reach the top.

The whole space is like a quadrangular passage, Zhang Fan and they stand at the bottom, and the passage leads to the upper part. "Oh my God, how high does this have to be, how did we get in?" Qian Lang sighed.

The blue light not only illuminates the entire space, but also illuminates the intricate patterns on the walls. Leng Xingyun looked at these patterns seriously by the light and didn't say a word.