Watching them fly away, Tagore put Zhenqiang on his shoulders and asked, "Plato, which direction is the southeast?" ”

"Oh, bullhead, the southeast is the south of the east, don't you know, no wonder you're lost. Pen "Fun" www.biquge.info "Plato replied.

Tagore carried Zhenqiang southeast into the dense forest, Plato followed closely behind.

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The forest is dense and shrubs, and the further you go, the denser it becomes, until the sky is closed and there is no way out, and Plato flies to a high place, but the sea of trees is vast, layered, and it is impossible to tell where to go.

"Plato, which way shall we go?" Rabindranath Tagore asked below.

Plato flew over the forest and saw a black mountain in the distance, so he took the mountain as his goal and directed Tagore to walk towards the mountain.

Tagore carried Zhenqiang through the ravine, over the boulder slope, and finally came to the foot of the high mountain.

This high mountain is blackened throughout, the foot of the mountain is not an ordinary slope, but a vertical steep cliff, the black cliff is as high as dozens of meters, the mountain rocks on the rock wall are abrupt, the strange rocks are craggy, the black oil is shiny, and it is hideous and terrifying. The black mountains blocked the way, and the two had nowhere to go.

"Plato, where are we going now?" Tagore asked again.

Plato thought that he would find the way by crossing this mountain, but he did not expect that the side of the mountain was a vertical wall, and he could not climb over it at all, and flew over the forest, only to see that this high mountain stretched vertically and horizontally into the distance, and could not see the end, and for a moment he had nothing to do, and said: "Oh, bull head, why do you always ask me, can't you find the way?" ”

Rabindranath Tagore said: "I have been trapped in the labyrinth for fifty years, unable to tell the direction. ”

"Oh! Bull head, I have been trapped in the labyrinth for five hundred years, and I can't tell the direction. "Not to be outdone, Plato was not to be outdone.

"We have to send our master to the village to heal, and we can't be trapped here." Rabindranath Tagore said, grabbing the protruding rock on the mountain wall, and wanted to climb up the mountain, but he was huge and heavy, and then he carried it really strong, and climbed two steps, a rock because it could not bear the weight, the "horn" broke, he suddenly fell down, and with a "pounce", Zhenqiang was also thrown out.

"Oh! Master! Plato Tagore both exclaimed.

"Niu Tou, the master was killed by you, see what you do." Plato exclaimed.

Tagore took out the two pieces of moonlight grass that Lasanti treated him, and put them in Zhenqiang's mouth, the two moonlight grass blades immediately melted and entered Zhenqiang's mouth, after a while, Zhenqiang opened his eyes, and saw Tagore and Plato standing on the side, surrounded by big trees covering the sky, and asked:

"Where is this, Ciri and Nicole?"

"Oh! Master! You're awake! That's great! We're lost again! Plato said excitedly.

"They were all rescued and told to go to villages in the northeast to treat their wounds, but now there is no way out." Rabindranath Tagore said.

Zhenqiang stood up and looked around, pointed to the black mountain wall and said, "Let's go along this mountain wall, wherever we go." ”

"Oh, master, which stone do you see?" Plato said, pointing to the rock that Tagore had climbed on.

I saw that the black rock was gradually turning back to the original brown of the rock, and after a while, it was like an ordinary rock. The three of them were very strange, but they couldn't figure out the reason for it for a while, so they threw stones and walked along the mountain wall, and although they went around a few big trees and boulders along the way, they did not lose their way with the mountain wall as their backing.

I don't know how long I walked, there was a huge stone cave on the mountain wall, the three of them cheered, presumably this hole must be able to lead to the other side of the mountain, the three of them immediately walked to the cave, only to see the black gas in the cave, pitch black, took a few steps inward, and they could not see, and their feet could not move.

The three of them retreated to the entrance of the cave, and Zhenqiang said: "Although the light in the cave is insufficient, it is not so bad that you can't see anything after walking a few steps. ”

Plato floated to the top of the cave, studied the rock, and said, "Master, look at this wall. ”

Zhenqiang took a closer look, only to see that on the black stone wall in the cave, there was a layer of black gas faintly floating, and the black gas emitted from the stone wall in the cave had accumulated together for many years and could not be dispersed, making the cave dark.

Oh, master, it's too dark in the cave, what should I do? Plato asked.

"I have a way." Zhenqiang said that he used his special skill 'drilling wood to make fire', lit two torches, and walked into the cave with Tagore one by one. Although there are torches, but when you go to the depths of the cave, the black gas becomes denser and denser, and even the torches are entangled in the black gas, making it look dim. The three of them groped their way forward in the faint light, and they felt like they were in a labyrinth.

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I don't know how long I walked, it seemed that I had walked into the core of the cave, and the torch was also entangled in the black gas in front of me, and I suddenly touched an object, and with my hand, it was a wall, and there was no way out.

"We're at the bottom of the cave?" Zhenqiang said.

"Master, we still have a road ahead." Plato said.

"But Plato, there is no way ahead." Zhenqiang groped with his hand on the stone wall for a while and said.

"Master, I am a spirit monster, my body is as light as air, I can feel the presence of air, there is still a lot of air behind this stone wall." Plato said.

"Really!?" Zhenqiang was surprised and said, "Tagore, see if the back of this stone wall is empty." ”

"Yes, master." Rabindranath Tagore lifted the bull's hoof, and with a 'trampling force' stepped on the stone wall, and with a roar, the rubble tumbled, and he stepped out of the stone wall into a large hole.

"Master, the stone wall is empty." Rabindranath Tagore said.

After the three of them entered, they found that the black gas here was denser, almost touchable, but in this darker place, in the middle there were several palm-sized moons and stars that seemed to be slowly rotating around an object, and twelve rows of starlight flashed on the circular walls around them.

"What is this!"

Zhen Qiang Qi said, when he got closer, he saw a huge black sword inserted in the rock on the ground, saying that he was a sword, but it was not a real sword, only with the appearance of a sword.

He looked carefully, the whole sword was jet black, more than two meters, nearly thirty or forty centimeters wide, three or four centimeters thick, and the edge was bladeless, like a thick iron plate, but the sword body was covered with moons, stars, and various strange patterns and symbols of the relief shining, but it exuded a thick black mist, even strange beauty.

In the black mist, several stars and moons slowly flowed around the black sword body,

The shining moon and stars on the black sword shone on Zhenqiang's face, and Zhenqiang was amazed to see it.

"Master, there are also swords on the walls around here, a total of twelve." Plato said as he flew around the walls.

Zhen Qiang looked at the twelve swords on the surrounding walls, and found that the position was the same as the clock for 12 hours, and said, "It turns out that these twelve swords are exactly the twelve scales of the clock. ”

Zhenqiang reached out and grabbed the black giant sword that surrounded the stars and moon, and then lifted it hard, trying to pull the sword out of the rock.

The black sword seemed to have senses, and immediately exuded a burst of powerful power, spreading out in all directions.

Zhenqiang immediately felt a force rushing like a tide, and was immediately swept away, and was doubly surprised for a while, and said to Tagore: "Tagore, you have great strength, see if you can pull out the sword." ”

"Yes, master." Tagore said, breaking through the wave-like power of the black sword, walked to the sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled it hard, the sword moved slightly, and then with a 'poof' sound and inserted it into the rock again, and then pulled it hard, the sword still moved slightly, and then with a 'poof' sound and inserted back into the rock.

"Oh, master, this sword is not stuck in the rock, but it is suppressed here by a great force, and no one can pull it out unless your strength is stronger than the power of this sword." Plato said.

Zhenqiang said: "How much strength does it take to pull out this sword." ”

Tagore said: "When I drew my sword just now, I felt that the power to suppress this sword was not an ordinary force, but a force as powerful as that of Thunder Zeus. ”

Plato suddenly said, "Oh, master, be careful, your doom is coming again." ”

"Okay, I'll be careful." Zhenqiang thought he was going to wrestle or hit the wall again.

But at this moment, something seemed to come silently in the darkness.

Plato looked very nervous at this time and said, "Master, your bad luck is getting stronger and stronger. Then he shouted, "Master, run." ”

Tagore heard Plato's shout, and before he could think about it, he pulled Zhenqiang backwards .......

At this moment, only a "click" was heard, as if the sound of a large bite sounded in the door of Zhenqiang, and at the same time, a stream of animal breath also rushed towards him.

It's really terrifying, if it weren't for Plato's timely reminder, Tagore would have pulled him away, and he would have been bitten by this big mouth. Carrying a faint torch, he searched around, but found nothing in the dark hole.

Tagore also felt this big mouth in front of him, and he carried Zhenqiang in the air, and stomped down with the "power of shock".

"Boom!" A loud bang echoed through the cave, and Tagore grabbed Zhenqiang and turned to run,

"Roar!" Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar sounded in the cave like an explosion, and the huge cave buzzed, and the stone walls trembled.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from inside the cave:

"Who dares to steal my master's 'Sword of the Night'!"

Then the whole cave shook, the rubble fell, and a large, heavy footstep entered, blocking the exit.

"Put down the master's 'Sword of the Night', the thief will trample him into dirt!" Said the gigantic footsteps.

The three of them ran a few steps deeper into the cave and came across another stone wall.

Zhen Qiang hurriedly said: "Plato, is this behind it empty?" ”

"Yes, master, there's air behind here, and it's the same cave as when we came in." Plato said.

Originally, the cave was a passage, and two stone walls separated it into a stone chamber.

"Rabindranath Tagore!" Zhenqiang shouted.

"The power of the shock." Tagore stepped on the stone wall, which shattered, and the three of them ran out of the cave.

"Sword of the Night! That's my master's weapon! No one can take it away! There was a loud roar behind him, followed by a loud "boom boom" and huge footsteps followed.