It was getting closer to evening, and no one had a specific time as to when the end of the valley of death would be reached, mainly because no one had ever been here, and there were more winding and winding roads here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the help of the wind incoming and the howling of the wind between the mountains, they still relied on the mountains to set up their tents.

The corpses at the bottom of Death Valley can't be piled up all the way, and the more you go inside, the fewer and fewer corpses you get, and at the same time, it seems that the inside is the real forbidden area, and they can't reach the innermost part.

When the sky was hazy, the exhaustion of the boat and car made everyone tired physically and mentally, and they sat down with each other with big eyes and small eyes, and then faced the fire.

The fire is made from the surrounding firewood, and fortunately, the dead branches and leaves will fall on it, and then use it as their fire.

Everyone sat on the ground and rested, Xiao An didn't know when there was another cigarette in his hand, the cigarette curled up, and quickly dissipated in the air, but Xiao An's brows were tightly locked, and his face seemed to be cloudy, and he could see that he was a little distressed.

All the way forward, at the bottom of the valley of death, they still encountered several exotic heads, and at the same time, the direction was also in the direction of the exit, and this law proceeded like Xiao An's reasoning.

If something goes wrong, it's fine, but nothing goes wrong, so it proves that in the depths of the valley, I'm afraid there is an unknown mystery, and then the danger is waiting for a group of them, and he doesn't want such a group of more than ten people to be sent to the mouth of death like this.

He is not absolutely sure that he will survive, he can only take one step at a time, people like him have long put life and death aside, but the people of the Lal tribe may not be like this.

Xiao An looked at the son of Chief Lal with complicated eyes, and the mysterious young man of Lal, they were opposite to Xiao An, whether the flickering fire shone on their dark skin, adding a layer of mystery, and their eyes looked at the three of them from time to time, he and Zhou Maoyin.

Zhou Maoyin was sorting out his things as if he had nothing to do, that thing had been on his body, and he had a big bag, and he didn't know how many famous halls there were in it, Xiao An was not convenient to ask, in short, it was very important to Zhou Maoyin.

Xiao An looked back, and the scene flashed back to his mind again, and they saw the man of Lal when he had just gone to the narrow road of the cliff.

I can't forget the dark skin, but when I saw his corpse at the time, the scarlet completely covered the skin, and it could even be said that the skin may have been scratched by the rocks during the fall, and there were only pieces of scarlet flesh, and it was still torn apart.

No, it should be said that it is like a meat puree, which has long been just a remnant of the ground, and then a piece of east and west.

Everyone in the Ral tribe was shocked when they encountered the remnants of the corpse, including the son of Chief Lal and the mysterious young man of Lal.

The previous appearance of the son of Chief Lal who did not eat the fireworks of the world was slightly moved, and there was a lot of mysterious chill in his eyes.

The people of the Lal tribe all looked up at the cliff stones in the sky, and then there was a lot more vicissitudes in their eyes, and at the same time they kept moving their throats, and their faces were even more afraid.

At that time, the son of the chief of Lal said something, and White Zaha said that it was an honorary title for the dead Lal people to be a warrior.

For the people of the Lal tribe, it seems that the title of honor is the title that represents a lifetime, and for them glory is more important than anything else, whether it is life or money.

But even so, when a living being, which was still alive before, suddenly became a mutilated corpse, their hearts should be more or less shaken.

For the instinct of survival, it is good for any animal to live, so when facing death, it is said that it is righteous and awe-inspiring, rather than that it is helpless to do so, which is the chivalrous wind of ancient and modern times.

When Chief Lal finished speaking, Xiao An took the opportunity to glance at Bai Zaha, Bai Zaha can be said to be very feeling, he has lost three people, strictly speaking, five, the thing that he originally thought was the fall of life dissipated like this, who knew that the remnants of the corpse in front of him at this moment still moved him, he clenched his fists slightly, these are all in Xiao An's eyes.

And the last remaining young man from Zhuyue Village's face was even more solemn, it seemed to be much heavier than when he came before, and that chill arose spontaneously, as if it was about to create another demon.

Yes, he is very angry, the little friend who grew up with him is now the only one left, what can he do when he is angry, yes, there is fear, although he has been strong, but his legs are a little trembling, he is afraid of the mysterious demon, he is afraid of this power, he does not need any glory.

He is not as good as the people of the Lal tribe in the pursuit of glory, the Lal tribe believes in glory, believes in the victory of Lal, they have to fight against the devil, but if they really face the devil, what will happen to them, it is still unknown.

After all, human beings are for life, if glory belongs to the things that come after life, ninety-nine percent of people choose to live and not choose glory, of course, this is human nature, there is nothing to say.

When the chief's son had finished speaking, they sorted out the remains, and then hastily buried them in the remains, and reverently prayed in front of the small mound, as if in solemn respect for his death.

After stopping for a while, as soon as the people were waiting for them, they set off again, and everyone didn't say anything along the way, and everyone's expressions were serious in Xiao An's eyes.

It wasn't until the sky began to get hazy that I decided to rest on the spot and move on tomorrow.

Xiao An continued to smoke a puff, and the wind whistled by, causing the big trees on the cliff to rustle, and it felt weird, and the sparks flickered in everyone's eyes.

But there's always a firelight that always feels a little warm, and there's a little sense of security, even if it's long gone in this mysterious valley of death, but at least it's reassuring.

At the same time, there is also a mysterious young man in Lal, who has won the trust of the Lal tribesmen, and if there is any movement, he will definitely notice it.

Everyone ate and drank, and then prepared to rest, Zhou Maoyin continued to rely on the faint light of the fire to sort out his things, in fact, they brought a flashlight, but the flashlight is to prevent any emergencies at night, and then use it to shine.

Everyone said goodbye, and then left a few people from the Lal tribe to take turns keeping vigil, hoping to spend the night that seemed to be sleepless, as everyone felt that they were getting closer and closer to danger.