Meng Yong also glanced at the corpse, his expression condensed slightly, "There are at least seven or eight people who do it." ”

"Will Brother Yuan—" Shen San gritted his teeth and stopped.

Zhao Chen asked softly, "Are there any of you among the remaining three people?" ”

Meng Yong let out a "grace" and carried her on his back and continued to walk towards the depths of the dark passage.

After a few steps, Zhao Chen's nose suddenly moved, his ears trembled slightly, and his complexion suddenly changed.

In less than a moment, she clamped Meng Yong without thinking, and led him forward with force, while shouting: "Get down!" Closing his five senses, he covered his ears with one hand.

When Meng Yong noticed that something was wrong, he had no time to react, so he could only turn over his body as much as possible at the moment when the loud explosion exploded.

With a "boom", the dark tunnel was blown up from the inside, the earth and rocks flew, and a thick burst of green smoke rose.

About a dozen breaths of dead silence—

The mound on the inside of the collapse moved, and one hand came out abruptly, followed by half of the body.

Meng Yong couldn't help coughing, and it took a few more breaths to wake up, and he still had the man's hands on his ears, but they were drenched in blood and extremely cold, and they fell weakly as he got up.

His expression changed suddenly, and he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly dug hard under him.

"Chonghua, Chonghua..." he couldn't hear his own voice, only felt that his heart was clutched.

Dripping red from the corner of his lips shattered into the mud and stone deep in the man, until a pale face was revealed.

He was a little quicker in his hand, and by the time he pulled her out completely, he was so numb that he didn't have a touch left.

"Chonghua—" He still kept calling, his voice hoarse, and the internal force he had raised several times was dissipated due to the unsteady breath.

When Zhao Chen opened his eyes, he felt... I will probably never see such an embarrassed Meng Yong again.

It was dirty and ugly, and the blood on her body stuck to the dirt, and her black-red hand was still reaching for her wrist.

"What a funeral, this king is not dead yet!" There was annoyance in her faint voice, and she pulled his hand away.

I'm definitely a white bone spirit, and if I don't run for my life at that time, I don't even want to save this person-

Meng Yong suddenly lost his voice, and after a while, he coughed a few times in a row, coughing and laughing again.

Zhao Chen came back to his senses from self-reflection and pulled him weakly, "You won't be blown up stupid, right?" ”

He didn't answer, he kept shaking his head, leaned over her, carefully wrapped up, and sat up with her.

"You don't matter, do you?" Zhao Chen's head hung on his shoulder, and then he saw the blood red behind him.

Meng Yong didn't let go of her, and his arm tightened again, "It's okay, it's good, it's good-"

"What are you muttering?" Zhao Chen asked lazily.

Meng Yong suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly let go of her and picked up the hair scattered on the side of her ear.

A few traces of blood dried up in her ears, causing his heart to sink suddenly, "Shi'an? Can you hear me? ”

Zhao Chen was stunned, his expression gradually subsided, and he secretly mobilized his five senses-

Not deaf, but not much better... Her sense of hearing is half wasted, and she can only be like ordinary people.

"What did you say?" She looked puzzled, and her heart became even more angry, it was all this dead white bone spirit.

Meng Yong shouted a few more words before she said she could hear a little.

"Okay, don't bother, deaf and deaf!" Zhao Chen leaned back weakly, "Hurry up and save people, there are several who are buried here with us." ”

Meng Yong shook his head and signaled to check her injuries first.

"If you can't die, save people first." Zhao Chen stood up tremblingly, and Venus appeared in front of him.

In fact, she didn't suffer any injuries, except for the two arms that were exposed and were cut and pierced by gravel, the rest were blocked by Meng Yong in time, and she was only a little confused by the shock.

Meng Yong hurriedly supported her, wanting to ask something but swallowed.

No matter how this person found out in advance, at that moment, this powerless person first thought of saving him, and those hands were also on his ears-

Zhao Chen didn't think that he would think about it so much.

While recalling the location of those people before the incident, she limped over, "The old three bastards, where did you get so much gunpowder, this time, you won't be able to follow for a while." ”

Originally, she still wanted to meet with King Yu first, and then strive to help him take the credit for saving the prince first...

"Is that subordinate of yours reliable? How's it going? Can we protect the prince before we find him? "She was digging through the mud and rocks, and she was drowning on the ground.

Meng Yong didn't say anything, saw her take out a corner of clothes, and hurriedly replaced her, and for a moment, dragged the person out with force.

However, when he took a breath, the man was already dead, and the chest was pierced by a gravel, and the blow was fatal.

The second one that was dug up was just as breathless.

Meng Yong's expression was lonely, he couldn't see the joy and sorrow, and only continued to dig where Zhao Chen indicated.

The fourth one was finally a living person, Meng Yong slowly crossed the internal force, and it took a while to wake up.

"My lord—" the man called urgently.

Meng Yong shook his head and forcefully moved the boulder pressing on his lap, "Don't worry, I'll take you out in a while." ”

Zhao Chen looked at the obviously useless legs, and didn't know what to say, so he continued to dig silently.

But this time, the dead man she dug up was an old man in a Taoist robe.

She was stunned for a moment, and asked with empty eyes, "This can't be that immortal, right?" As he spoke, he skillfully searched inside and out.

A difference on the inside of the belt made her stagnate, and while Meng Yong was not paying attention, she quietly took out the object with two fingers.

Meng Yong ignored any immortals, and Wu Zi found another subordinate, but fortunately he was still alive and not too seriously injured.

"With Archie on your back, let's go out first." He commanded softly, and he walked to Zhao Chen's side and squatted down.

Looking at his bloodstained back, Zhao Chen pulled him up with a straight face, "I can walk by myself." ”

In less than a moment, the exit was now in front of several people.

Meng Yong let go of the hand holding Zhao Chen, violently lifted the internal force, slapped several palms on the boulder blocking the door, and finally drew the knife and slashed hard, and a series of clicks came and went.

In Zhao Chen's secret teeth, a gap was broken on the side of the boulder.

Meng Yong quickly drilled out of the gap, and after a few sounds of drawing knives and muffled sounds, he put his hand in from the outside.

Zhao Chen first helped the other person send the broken leg of Ah Qi out, and then he held his hand and climbed out of the gap.

There were a few people lying outside, dressed in gray and masked, holding scimitars, but they had all been killed by Meng Yong.

"Take Aqi back to report the news, let them find it according to the mark, and be more careful yourself." Meng Yong commanded his subordinates.

When the man disappeared with Ah Qi on his back, Zhao Chen turned his head sideways and asked, "Do you have a way to find the prince?" ”

Meng Yong didn't speak, took her into the dense forest in the distance, stopped, picked up a haystack, looked at the new mark on it, and his eyes relaxed slightly.

Zhao Chen didn't bother to pay attention at this time, although her ears were "deaf", her nose was still good, and the smell coming back from far away made her expression gradually become solemn-

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