Someone was jumping down from it, and the closest one to me was only a dozen feet.

I couldn't do much of it, my body paused slightly, and I fell down again.

The cliff was nearly a hundred feet, and the wind was whistling in my ears, and my feet finally fell on the flat ground.

I was in a bush with a valley in front of me.

The valley is surrounded by shrubs, and in the middle of the valley, dozens of thatched huts stand horizontally.

Some of the huts had fallen to the ground due to disrepair.

Between the huts, too, there were shrubs, which swayed and rustled as the wind blew.

I could never have imagined that there were ever people living in this deserted place.

I ran straight to the hut.

In front of the hut, there was a large open space, which was supposed to be a square.

It's just that because of the long time, the square is also overgrown with wild grass.

The most obvious thing is that at the edge of the clearing, a stone monument more than one zhang high is erected.

The stele was carved out of a single piece of stone, and the words on it became a little mottled because of the wind and sun.

Faintly, you can see that it is engraved with a hideous grimace pattern.

When I saw it, I recognized it at a glance.

It is the same as the pattern on the bronze ring that Shen Pengju left me.

I get the impression that this pattern seems to be the logo of an organization, but no one has ever mentioned it.

Now I can't care so much, because Sun Fei has already chased after him from behind.

I ran towards a hut.

One of the walls of the hut had collapsed, and more than half of the roof had fallen to the ground.

As soon as I stepped into my foot, I heard a click, like stepping on something hard.

It was already dawn, the sun was shining from the top of the mountains, and the surroundings were bright.

I was surprised to find that what I stepped on was a pair of dry bones.

The skeleton was split in half from the waist, and it was the thigh bone that I stepped on.

He seemed to have been beheaded before he died.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came, and Sun Fei got closer and closer to me.

I didn't have time to study so much, and I got into the hut all at once.

I held my breath and curled up in a corner.

A figure followed closely, and he cautiously approached this side.

He did not dare to rush in, and used his sword to tear off the broken thatch. Then he glanced inside.

The thatched roof collapsed, and the light was so dim that he couldn't see inside clearly.

He stood outside and hesitated, but refused to leave.

Maybe he was suspicious, too, and I hid inside, but he didn't dare to come in.

The two of us faced each other like this.

My eyes fell on the wall next to me, and I realized that there were several paintings carved into the wall.

The portraits were drawn with charcoal. The movement of mountains and rivers is drawn on it, and it is more like a map.

Because of the age, some are incomplete.

At this time, Sun Fei's footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and he searched elsewhere.

I crept out and took advantage of the sunlight coming in from the outside. I was surprised to find that what was depicted on the first picture actually matched the river map in my hand.

It seems that someone has seen this river map and, following its appearance, painted it on the wall.

It's just that the scope of that picture is very small, not even a tenth of the content on that river map.

But this is already very surprising to me, I don't know what the people who originally lived here have to do with Hetu.

Underneath the remnant picture, the words Funiu River are written.

The river map in my hand was obtained from the Funiu River.

I suddenly understood, and it was obvious that the other party knew where the river map was. This is a clue he deliberately left behind.

Only those who have seen the river map know what this painting is for.

Otherwise, even under their noses, no one would have thought that this is the river map that everyone wants to get their hands on.

My eyes fell on the second picture, which was also a small part of the river map.

The painter seems to have studied river charts very well, but he only knows a small part of them.

I just drew that part of the river from memory.

The content on this river map is very similar to the one Chu Yao got. It is the rivers of the Heilongjiang River basin that are recorded.

Under this picture, the word Tianchi is written.

I guessed correctly, the other party is doing this to tell others where Hetu is.

My eyes fell on the third picture.

The picture was very scribbled, and it seemed that before it was finished, the enemy came to the door.

The person who draws the picture knows that if it falls into the hands of the other party, it will definitely not end well. That's why I quietly painted the information I knew on the wall. It can also be regarded as leaving some clues for future generations.

Marked below is definitely the location of the third river map.

I hurriedly looked under the picture, where there were two very scribbled words, and I recognized them for a while before I recognized them, the words "Qinghe".

The river character was incomplete, and perhaps the enemy had rushed in at this time, so he threw away his pen and went to meet the enemy.

I looked at the skeletons on the ground, and perhaps the people who left this information were among them.

It is highly probable that these people took refuge in the valley, and the huts were for them to live in.

But the enemy still came to the door, and as a last resort, they had to fight the enemy.

It is estimated that the hope of survival is very slim.

I firmly remembered the word Qinghe.

It's just that in China, there are countless rivers called Qinghe, and I don't know which Qinghe river map is in for the time being.

I gently stepped out of hiding. After listening to the surroundings, there was no movement, and his feet had just stepped out.

Suddenly, a chill stabbed directly at my chest.

Luckily, I was prepared, and I quickly rolled to the side.

The sword grazed my shoulder, and my clothes were torn open.

At the same time, a cold voice came from the side, "Hmph, I'll see how long you can hide!" ”

It took me a few feet to jump out of the way before I could stand on my feet. Only then did I see clearly that it was Sun Fei who attacked me just now.

This guy followed me in the shadows.

He looked at me with compassion and said, "Do you think you can escape from the palm of our Sun family's hands?" ”

I looked around. He is the only one here, and Sun Ci and the others haven't chased after him yet.

The bushes were shaking not far away, and his men were gathering in this direction.

We have to get rid of him quickly, and then think of a way to get out.

With that in mind, I'm going to focus all my spiritual power on the Spirit Whip.

Sun Fei had a grim look on his face and said, "That old guy must have told you about King Qianye San, right?" If you tell me where it is, I might spare your life!" ”

I gritted my teeth and said, "Dream it! You tortured Mr. Shen to look like that, and I will avenge him!" ”

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability!" Sun Fei said.

A piercing sword burst out from the dagger, and with a wave of my arm, the sword slammed towards me.

Wherever the sword passed, even the ground left a deep groove. This guy still has some skills.

His face was full of arrogance, Sun Fei was only twenty-four or five years old, and he had become an intermediate spirit master.

Their Sun family's talents are very good, and his elder brother Sun Ci is two years older than him, and he is already a top spirit master.

That's why the Sun family is so conceited, and they don't even look at the Jiang family.

He wouldn't take me seriously.

Seeing that the sword had already arrived, I condensed an ice pick in my hand, and the ice pick headed towards the sword.

The two forces collided together, and with a bang, the earth was shaken into the sky.

The dilapidated hut shook a few times, then fell to the ground.

The sword was shattered, and Sun Fei followed and took several steps back.

I didn't give him a chance to breathe, and with a wave of my arm, the Spirit Whip slammed over.

At the same time, the ice picks rained down like drops, shooting out from the Whip.

Sun Fei's expression was extremely solemn, and he hurriedly waved his short sword. The sword formed a shield of light, protecting him in front of him.

The icicles were blocked by the light shield and fell to the ground one after another, and at the same time, the Spirit Whip had already blasted in front of him.

Resisting so many ice picks, Sun Fei's strength had already been greatly depleted, and besides, he was facing the Spirit Whip.

With the Imperial Spirit Whip in hand, I dare to fight with even a top-level spirit master, let alone Sun Fei.

Seeing that the light shield was defeated and the remaining strength of the Imperial Spirit Whip was not exhausted, Sun Fei exclaimed, and the whip of the Imperial Spirit Whip slammed slightly into his chest.

His body suddenly flew up more than a foot high, and the blood in his mouth flowed for a long time, falling directly into the bushes next to him.

I took the whip back and ran briskly towards him.

Sun Fei's ribs were broken several times, and he fell into the bushes with his face up, staring at me viciously.

"Die!" With a flick of my wrist, the Spirit Whip slammed into him again.

Keeping him will definitely be a disaster in the future, so it is better to take this opportunity to get rid of him.

At this moment, two cold rays of light pierced at me from the left and right directions.