Chapter 288: The Mysterious Cliff

I don't know how long it took, Lin Xuan's thinking gradually became clearer, and he gradually figured out a clue: "That small window is definitely not the only place on the blue three-dimensional ocean, as long as you go around like Xing Saburo, you will definitely find another breakthrough." In other words, as long as Donna is alive, we have hope to meet again, which is better than parting with life and death. I would like to thank Heaven for giving me the opportunity to meet Donna again, instead of just grieving and resentment. There are countless examples of love but not being able to be together in the world, and we are finally lucky, and we should not feel glad to be reunited after a catastrophe—"

He struggled to open his eyes, leaned on the stone wall with one hand, and slowly sat up.

Suddenly, there was a tiger roar like shaking mountains in the distance, first three long, then three short.

"What sound?" He shook his heavy head, rubbing his palms hard against his face, but his brain was still like a bucket of paste. Be the first to update

"Tiger roar, is it Tiger Dream Zen Master? No, it was the signal sent by Mr. Yuan, and the tiger's eye bead hanging around his neck could emit a whistling sound like a tiger's roar, which was made by grinding the top bead of the real seven-trick tiger brain...... Yes, he said that if he wins, he will send a signal of three long and three short, and now, he has indeed won, which is great! Lin Xuan slowly bit the tip of his tongue, exerting a little force, and the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue immediately made him extremely conscious.

In his deference, Hoshizaburo is related to the Fanged Demon, and Mr. Hara has known this for a long time.

Therefore, the last battle mentioned by Mr. Hara must be to kill Xingzaburo. Now, the strong enemy has been awarded, and the war is over.

Lin Xuan's legs exerted force, and he jumped up. Be the first to update

"Woo-" Another tiger roar sounded again, but this time, unlike the previous signal, the whistling was extremely long, for half a minute, and it was getting lower and farther away, and finally disappeared, and there was no sound again.

"What's that sign?" Lin Xuan was a little confused.

After he woke up, his ears were restored, and he found that the tiger roar came from the bottom of the stairs, not from the high place where Mr. Hara and his party had gone.

"They should be in that direction, the signal just now came from a high place, why ...... this time" He just thought of this, and the tiger roared again, this time even more strange and inexplicable, it actually came from the foot of the place where he was standing.

His ears were excellent, and he was able to distinguish the subtleties of a few tiger roars. More and faster chapters are here.

For the first time, the three long and three short tiger roar sound of course came from the tiger's eye beads, the sound was very clean, as soon as you heard it, you knew that it was the wind blowing out of the mouth through the Seiko fine hole rotation and emitted, between several sounds, the pitch and key are exactly the same, which is equivalent to the finished product processed on the industrial assembly line, and the sound directly emitted by the vibration of the human vocal cords is essentially different.

The second time, the tiger's roar was slightly dry, and it was obvious that the whistling was weak in the middle part, and gradually deepened, barely continuing until the end.

By the third time, the whistling sound was obviously emitted by the Tiger Dream Zen Master, because she had already emitted the same whistling sound when she drove the Iron-winged Celestial Silkworm with all her might.

The sound could be analyzed clearly, but Lin Xuan was puzzled, why did the third tiger roar actually come from underground?

"Donna?" In fact, he was awakened by the sound of a tiger's roar, and as soon as he came to his senses, he immediately thought of Donna...... When I looked forward, I found that the small window on the three-dimensional ocean was gone, and there was no gap.

"Donna—Donna!" Lin Xuan shouted twice, but no one responded at all.

He was stunned for ten seconds, and then he leaped over with an arrow step, tapping the small window where it had been, but what his palm touched was a cold solid, not the salty sea water that could wet his fingers before.

"What's going on? What exactly happened when I was unconscious? He couldn't give himself a reasonable explanation, looked left and right dozens of times, and couldn't determine the direction of his next step.

"What the hell is going on? Which way do I go? He asked himself over and over again in his heart.

Rationally, he should retreat, return to the cliff, and meet Mr. Yuan and Zen Master Humeng, because judging from the whistles of three long and three short, Mr. Yuan has already controlled the situation according to the original plan; Emotionally, he felt that the interior of the three-dimensional ocean was fluid, and based on the characteristics of the seawater, Donna disappeared from the small window, and would definitely go down with the waves, sinking deeper and deeper, so he went down the stairs and was likely to find a second similar small window.

"If we find a second window, will we be able to save Donna from it? Not necessarily, not necessarily, under this shape, if there is no good breakthrough, no matter how many windows are found, it will only be in vain. He resisted his urge to fly down the staircase, but slowly retreated, moving one step higher up the staircase. At last, he turned and ran, moving farther and farther away from the small window.

A tear fell, blooming into a splash on the back of his hand.

This tear was shed for Donna, and it was also the first time in his life that he cried for a girl.

A top master like Lin Xuan, every step of his life will not be ordinary, including the women and love he has encountered in his life, either as gorgeous and blurry as the Milky Way Star, or as dazzling as a meteor falling, or as stunning as a blooming flower, it will surely become a legend that the future generations of the rivers and lakes look up to and worship.

Maybe one day in the future, everyone wants to have the love like Lin Xuan, unforgettable, life and death, through thousands of sails, never give up. More and faster chapters are here. It's just that in such a tumultuous and hard-supported love, is he happy?

What that tear represented was Lin Xuan's heartbreak.

When Lin Xuan arrived at the cliff, he immediately found that there were eight three-claw stainless steel anchor piles nailed to the stone wall, each side of the triangular pile face was half a foot, and it was estimated that the length of the claws nailed into the stone was at least half a foot. It is roughly estimated that each pile can be stressed by more than 200 kilograms, and the total force of the eight piles can reach one and a half tons, which can be used by 20 people to climb and hang at the same time.

Each anchor is fastened with a climbing rope, all of which are a mixture of twelve strands of steel wire and a two-centimeter-diameter black nylon rope, and one rope is wound around the two anchor posts, so that a total of four ropes hang down the cliff......

Lin Xuan bent down, put his right hand on each rope once, and immediately judged that the ends of the ropes were empty, and no one was hanging on them.

"They all gave up the rope when they got to the field?" This is the best judgment.

"When a man falls, the rope hangs empty?" This is a fairly reasonable judgment.

"Cut each other's ropes in a fierce battle and fall off a cliff at the same time?" This is the worst judgment.

Any battle may produce countless different results, the master is not necessarily victorious, the mediocre hand is not necessarily defeated, this is the ancient "Art of War? "Soldiers, sophistry." Therefore, it can be shown but cannot be used, it is not used to show it, it is near and it is far away, and it is far away and it is shown to be near. Profit and temptation, chaos and take, real and prepared, strong and avoid, angry and scratch, humble and arrogant, hard work, kiss and leave. Attack it unprepared, take it by surprise. The victory of this soldier cannot be passed on first. ”

In battle, the real "trickery" is to constantly create mysteries, so that the enemy cannot understand his true intentions, thus disrupting the enemy's strategic thinking, troop deployment, and operational rhythm. In such a situation, the enemy will turn from real to virtual, and from being prepared to being unprepared.

So, did Mr. Yuan and Zen Master Humeng really achieve "the first to control the enemy"?

Lin Xuan couldn't guess, just as he couldn't guess why he was so disgusted with Xingzaburo.

Previously, when he rescued Seisaburo in the avalanche of Mount Kailash, he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. People change, not to mention years, even if it is months, days, or hours......

Lin Xuan sighed, looked up, and vaguely saw the opening of the tunnel.

Now, he faces another point of divergence. Up, go back to the mirror to see the situation; downward, chasing Mr. Yuan and others; Go ahead and explore the unknown.

He is reluctant to make frequent choices, as it would be very mentally draining, and any wrong choice could send him into the abyss.

"Go down and solve the problem—if there is still a problem that has not been solved." He gave himself orders in his heart.

He believed in Mr. Yuan's strength very much, after all, among the four great rangers in the world, Mr. Yuan was only ranked behind "that gentleman", and his strength was better than that of the Asian Eagle and the king of tomb robbers.

He carefully chose the fourth rope and slowly climbed downward.

There was a pale gray mist under the cliff, drifting slowly, blocking Lin Xuan's view. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and Lin Xuan could hear the sound of his own wheezing, the sound of his toes rubbing against the rocks, and the rustle of his palms rubbing against the ropes...... Actually, what he wanted to hear was not these, but the whistle from Mr. Hara or the tiger roar from Zen Master Humeng.

There is that kind of voice to prove that they are still alive.

"Even if you want to break your head, you can't guess why the voice of Zen Master Humeng came from the ground? Could it be that there is a second duplex structure under this staircase? It's like the first floor and the second floor are stacked on top of each other? During the break, Lin Xuan frowned and pondered, "If they won a big victory, why didn't there be any sound next?" Mr. Hara had already agreed with me that he would send a notification signal when the battle was over. What now? Where did he go? ”

Fortunately for him, Hoshizaburo did not speak out again from beginning to end, which may prove that Mr. Exohara was indeed victorious.

After descending thirty meters, Lin Xuan found a miniature camera on the stone wall on the right, only the size of a palm, with the lens downward, overlooking the whole situation.

Lin Xuan was overjoyed, and immediately took off the camera from the fixed seat, grabbed the rope with one hand, and played it back with the other.

The content captured by the camera is relatively simple, only the scene of Mr. Hara, Zen Master Toramu, and Hoshizaburo slowly sliding down with the help of ropes. In the picture, the state of Zen Master Humeng has recovered, his body is agile, and he is declining the fastest.

Lin Xuan guessed that the main reason why Zen Master Humeng took the lead was that he wanted to find out the way forward for Mr. Yuan and clear all dangers. True love is always expressed by action, and those who talk about it are just because their love is too superficial, and they are unwilling to do something for each other without asking for anything in return, just for peace of mind.

In addition, Zen Master Humeng hurried down along the first rope, and Mr. Hara slowly walked along the third rope, just sandwiching Xingzaburo, who was climbing on the second rope, in the middle. Moreover, this battle is already on the way and cannot be avoided.

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