I am a Qin...

The last voice of 'Meng Jian' left in the world echoed in our ears for a long time, and it was only now that we knew that the companion we had been with for so long was actually an ancient, maybe Weizi and I had doubts before, but I never thought that he was a person from such a distant era.

After the cyan light curtain touched the black giant face, there was no violent explosion or the like, as if a drop of water fell into the pool, rippled, slowly spread, and finally disappeared.

The huge black face froze, and the small blue dots on the face began to crack like a spider web, and the speed was very fast, and it only took a blink of an eye to spread all over the face, as if a sigh came from the void, and the sound of glass breaking sounded, and the black human face began to turn into pieces and float in the air in front of our eyes.

Eventually, even the fragments turned into a little light that shone like a starry sky, slowly disappearing into the black, fiery red flame light.

With a sad cry, Jiuying fluttered his wings with flames, his claws clasped tightly on the branches of the giant cypress of the demon gate, wanting to rush up to save the poor cicada, every time he wanted to fly, he would be entangled by the giant branches of the giant cypress, until the black face and the poor cicada turned into a little starlight, and the angry nine infants poured all their anger on the wood under him.

The giant cypress was full of fierce flames, not afraid of its own damage, and the nine huge branches were raised one after another, or whipped, or entangled, and many places on the wooden body were burned into char by the scorching flames.

The twisting force of the giant branch is not a joke, when the nine babies are venting their anger, their huge bird body gradually loses the space to fly, and is bound in the arms of the giant cypress, unable to struggle.

The confrontation between the two god-level has been out of the capacity of us mortals, and the high-temperature flames have burned the surface of the ground to gray and white, and even the pit is like a hot stove, as if the seven of them are sweet potatoes in the furnace, and they will soon be baked.

Meng Jian's sacrifice, now no one can remember, sad and sad, a tear just came out of the eye socket was basically evaporated, Aya didn't speak for a long time, dying half leaning on Dongfang Xu's back, the whole person has been seriously dehydrated and fainted, if you don't leave here, it will soon be steamed.

"Leave?" Weizi couldn't spit if he wanted to, the dry mouth was dry, it was painful, he shook his head weakly, and said: "Don't think about it, as soon as you get out of the hole, you can't walk a few steps and basically people will be roasted, do you think you are a monkey and can refine a fiery eye?" ”

Dabao's whole person seemed to have lost weight, his clothes were loose and crooked, and the Dingfeng Monkey basically couldn't stand anymore, sticking out his tongue and panting.

I couldn't erase the pain of 'Meng Jian's departure, and laughed miserably: "Don't you think this place is more like a tomb? It's not bad for everyone to die together, it's quite lively, so as not to be a lonely ghost and have no companions. ”

"Dead is dead!" Dong Bing lay on the ground with his arms crossed, and said, "Find a comfortable position first, so as not to die later, the posture is wrong, and you have to start again!" ”

No one was in a better mood when he interjected him, after all, not everyone is so calm when facing death, including me, no one wants to die.

In particular, death can occur in the next second.

Time passed minute by minute, but for those who were waiting for death to come, a second seemed like a century long, and finally Dabao couldn't stand it, and went crazy and reached out to grab the gun in Lei Hong's hand, and pressed his whole body desperately, trying to snatch the gun with the help of his fat body.

As for what you want to do when you take it, everyone knows it in their hearts.

A happy death may also be a kind of relief from suffering.

"Made, Lao Tzu didn't give up, what are you in a hurry!" After all, Lei Hong has practiced, and he kicked Dabao away with three punches and two feet, if it was usual, the Dingfeng Monkey would definitely rush up to help, but at this moment it only raised its eyelids slightly and closed them again.

Lei Hong widened his eyes and said fiercely: "It's okay to die, then you have to line up for Lao Tzu!" It's not your turn yet! ”

Dabao cried and mourned, and sat on the ground in despair, looking at the pistol sluggishly.

Just when everyone was desperate, suddenly the whole crypt began to shake, and the movement was very violent, as if it was about to collapse, and I got up and wanted to crawl out of the face to see what was going on.

But as soon as I came out of the hole, the scorching light of the fire instantly roasted me back, and the sleeves of my coat were curled in such an instant, you can imagine how hot it was outside.

Seeing everyone's panicked expressions, I looked around the cave, grabbed a telescope with winter ice hanging around my neck, ran to a safe distance from the entrance of the cave, and used the telescope to sit in the well and watch the sky.

I saw that the hot air seemed to be pulled away, and the whole space began to crack irregularly, like a mirror suddenly hit by a stone.

Jiuying and Jubai also stopped fighting at this moment, except for the thoughtless Jubai, Jiuying panicked and broke free from the giant branch, jumped up high, and wanted to escape from here, but it didn't fly far, it suddenly stopped in the air, and the picture seemed to be frozen, never moving.

Although I don't know what happened to the Nine Infants, the flames are obviously starting to subside.

I watched the change in this scene with concern, and I didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Weizi and the others looked at me from behind, hoping that I could bring them good news, but after waiting for a long time there was no movement, and they sat back in the cave in disappointment.

At this moment, everyone's eyes seemed to flash a flash of lightning, white and white, followed by a large amount of darkness, like a blind man who could not see any light or object.

As if to announce that our death was coming, I sat down in my heart.

Suddenly, a birdsong appeared, and my whole body shook, could it be that the nine babies are still alive? Suddenly, the eyes healed, a bright, soft light came into view, and the darkness began to fade, revealing a blue sky, warm and humid air.

Fresh air?

Not only me, but the others were pleasantly surprised and lay on the ground, digging up the dirt and holding it near their mouths and noses, breathing vigorously.

"The aroma of the earth!" Dabao cried with joy, kneading the mud vigorously and shouting, "We're out!" The birds scattered in astonishment, and the huge jungle was shaken by our shouts one after another.

But after the ecstasy was endless sadness, although I don't know how we came out, but looking at the expressions of everyone who had escaped death, I thought of the three people who had been lost.

Chen Tai, the big man who covered everyone's sacrifice, Yi Xiaomian who attracted monsters and disappeared, and 'Meng Jian', who died together

There are also a group of unknown Burmese and Dai people who died here, without tombstones, flowers, and even dare not talk to others.

The Dragon Family.......

I clenched my fists tremblingly.

I hope you don't die so early!

PS: Ah, it's the penultimate volume, time flies! Fortunately, I persevered, and I was finally about to finish my first book!