When the dragon oil is applied to the face, it feels like a layer of sticky honey, which is extremely uncomfortable to stick to the face.

Standing around the wall of fire, my hands were surprisingly cold.

Xia Jiujiu dipped his hand in dragon oil and carefully applied the skin on my body.

I've never been so close to her, and looking at her flawless face, my heart gradually calmed down.

"Be careful on the road, go and go back quickly." Xia Jiujiu handed me the torch.

"Go forward little by little, don't get too close!" Qian Nose reminded.

If I could see myself walking, I would feel funny, and I was walking very carefully, as if there was a cliff in front of me, and the slightest mistake would be doomed.

Moving these three steps forward, it seemed that I had walked five or six kilometers away, only the raging flames were burning in the distance, and the heavy panting of the three people seemed to disappear, and they all seemed to hold my breath.

I don't know if I was shrouded in this heavy atmosphere, but I also subconsciously held my breath.

I remember when I poked a hornet's nest when I was a child, I wasn't so cowardly, why was I scared by a swarm of mosquitoes today? I was suddenly a little upset, and in a fit of brain, I stretched out my torch and waved it at the air as if I could burn them all to death.

As a result, when I slammed it like this, all the mosquitoes that were lying on the wall were suddenly startled by me, and they flew into a black piece again.

I was so frightened that I forgot to back away for a moment, and I picked up my torches and screamed! In hindsight, I was so funny and stupid!

If these mosquitoes are not afraid of dragon oil, and charge at me like moths to a fire, I guess I will have to be sucked dry by them.

But there are mistakes, and sometimes what our intuition leads us to do is often the right choice.

I saw the mosquitoes flying wildly, and wherever the torches went, the black mass of mosquitoes was like a ghost, flying around in the graveyard, as if they were running away.

"Eighty percent of the animals that refine this dragon oil are the natural enemies of the devil-headed mosquitoes, what are you waiting for? Rush! Rush out! "When the cripple saw me standing still and waving a torch, he didn't even move half a step forward, and cheered me up.

With a cross in my heart, the torch hit the head in front of me, and I rushed forward with my eyes closed.

There were so many mosquitoes in the graveyard that I was so fast that I closed my eyes and threw one hand on my face to rush forward, and the mosquitoes smashed on me like raindrops.

It was so tingenary that it was like diving headlong into a mosquito nest, surrounded by mosquitoes, and I almost avoided breathing for fear of sucking these insects into my nose as soon as I breathed.

I don't know how far I ran out, but I felt that the breath I was holding had already been used cleanly. My chest was about to explode, so I covered my mouth and nose, and I gasped for a long time before I was relieved.

I looked up and found that the mosquito swarm had long been wiped out by me, so I breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to wipe the sweat from my face, and hurried towards the direction where the bronze door was.

I walked so fast that I barely felt it took me long to get to the vicinity of the stone steps.

Looking at the light reflected through the porch above the stone steps, I gasped heavily, and my body felt more relaxed than ever, as if I had been relieved of some burden.

In my eyes, this eternal passage is a safe refuge, and it will be safe when I get here.

I trotted almost all the way up the stairs into the brightly lit corridor.

Finding a place to put the torch in, I rubbed my sore shoulder, and my arm was so sore that I had been lifting the torch for almost two hours from just now to now. The stomach gurgled and growled.

Thinking of the messy stew that everyone ate in the camp last night, the feeling of hunger was even more intense.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, our two groups of teams left in a hurry, and the things were all streamlined and streamlined equipment, this time when I encountered the Yaksha attack, my equipment bag directly tore it to shreds, and most of the things in it didn't have time to pick up, all of them were burned by the fire of Qian Da's nose.

On the way here, I planned to go back to the bronze gate and see if there was anything I could use.

When I got back to the camp, I looked at it in the same chaotic state as I had been before I left. It seems that Xu Wenbin and the others have not come back since they entered the tomb.

After a general glance, my gaze was fixed on the side of Lao Zhou's sleeping bag.

He had a big bag there, which we later rescued from the underground ice lake, and the whole bag was soaked in water four or five times over, and it was thrown around Lao Zhou's fire to roast, and now it seems that they obviously threw that bag and some unnecessary things there when they left.

I walked over to my backpack and reached down to untie the strap to see what was left inside.

As a result, only a few similar trauma drugs were found, as well as two plates of cephalosporin, and a roll of gauze. Then there were seven or eight spent batteries and two magazines that had been cleaned of bullets.

I walked around the camp a few more times and was pleasantly surprised to find a torch that had run out of power, a box of leftover luncheon meat that I don't know who had eaten, and a small bottle of spirits.

These things, if they were put in normal times, would be garbage that no one wants, but now in my opinion, they are priceless.

I bit the batteries one by one with my teeth, and I refused to stop until each battery was covered with my tooth marks, and plugged them back into the flashlight, and when I pushed the switch, the flashlight snapped on.

I raised my eyebrows triumphantly, carefully packed them into the half-dry backpack, picked up the luncheon meat box, and picked the meat with a canning knife.

Chewing on luncheon meat, I didn't bother to open the smokeless stove, so I took advantage of the light in the bronze door to untie the bandage on my wrist, trying to clean the wound again with the medicine I found.

After eating the meat, my spirits improved a lot, I set up the medicine bottle, took a sip of liquor in my mouth, and prepared to clean the wound.

When the bandage was untied, I was stunned, and the sip of liquor that I was supposed to sterilize in my mouth was swallowed into my stomach with a thud.

"Am I mistaken?" How do I remember that the place where I was scratched by the barb of the Yaksha's tongue should have been the size of a baby's fist, almost deep to the bone!

How long has it been, how come even the blood scab has dried up, and when did I have such an awesome recovery ability?

Could it be that my special mother's insanity is misremembered? Or did I smell too much dragon oil and hallucinate.

I twisted my thighs so hard that I almost pinched out a big purple spot on my thighs! My tears of pain are coming down.

It's not an illusion!

Just when I was a little dazed, I suddenly heard a sound of Si Si Suosuo coming from the edge of the lake.

"Who's there?" I shouted vigilantly.

The sound of the cry suddenly stopped.

Am I not alone in this camp? Or is there something else? I muttered a little in my heart, but my hand reached out and picked up the canning knife, vigilantly took out the flashlight, and shone it in the direction from which the sound came......

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