The white bones stretch as far as the eye can see, and I don't know how far they extend. These white bones are large and small, and the original shape can be vaguely distinguished, like fish bones, and there are all kinds of fish bones, these bones have not appeared for a long time, and they should be relatively smooth, but now they look like they all have a rough feeling.

The slit was too narrow for Wu Zhen to get into, but as long as he wanted to, he could break a big hole by attacking the stone wall a few times, and it was not difficult to get in. After thinking about it, Wu Zhen still didn't act rashly, he had an inexplicable fear of the Yangtze River, he was almost 100% sure that all this in front of him was made by the Yangtze River. It has something to do with the Yangtze River, and he thinks it's better to stay away.

Wu Zhen's gaze withdrew from the white bone in the distance, and looked into the slit, where a white bone lay quietly about a foot inward.

"Wu Zhen, where did you go? It's almost time to rest, it's time to go. Zhao Chenwei's voice came.

"Wait!"

Wu Zhen replied. Then he crouched down, reached into the slit, and dragged the bone out.

The first feeling of starting is light, very light, this fishbone is two palms the size, but it is as light as nothing, like a foam board. If you look closely, the surface is covered with tiny holes, so it's no wonder it looks rough. The fingers crushed slightly, dropping the shards the size of fingernails.

Wu Zhen looked at this broken bone over and over again, and found nothing special, looking at the inside of the fish bone from the broken place, it was full of pores, as if all the essence had been hollowed out.

"Wu Zhen, are you going to the toilet? Okay, okay? ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Wu Zhen threw the bones to the ground and walked out.

The bones smashed into the sand and gravel, cracks appeared on the surface, and then quietly shattered into a pile of white powder.

A group of ten people went down the same road, entered the passage, got out the bodies of the dead, and buried them one by one. When they entered, they saw a strange insect that was intact but dead, and they couldn't figure it out. Many strange things happened on this trip, and they didn't think much of it, and hurried away with the corpses of their companions on their shoulders.

Song Xuan followed them, and also walked to the depths of the passage, and saw the strange insects that were crushed to death by the black pressure, it turned out that the purpose of their coming in here was these insects, but they didn't expect that they broke in with them, and their four younger brothers were killed.

Song Xuan carried it over and over again, Wu Zhen and they wanted to help him, but he refused. Song Xuan went back and forth four times and carried his younger brothers out.

Behind the original small building is a large one. A piece of open land, now there are several more dirt bags. Three were very close, and the other four were far away, faintly confronting these three.

Nine people gathered around the three mounds, and no one spoke.

Xiang Qing was holding a knife in one hand and was carving a painting on a wooden plaque.

Tuk tuk tuk!

There was silence all around, except for the sound of knives carved on wooden signs.

Zhao Chenwei stood up and looked at the three dirt bags on the ground seriously, one was Penghui's, and the other two were his life and death brothers', one was called You Yan and the other was Mei Yandong. He looked at the graves of You Yan and Mei Yandong, looked at them for a long time, and seemed to be able to see their smiles from these two piles of soil, and he wanted to engrave these two faces on his heart, and live on his heart together with the other one hundred and fourteen heroic souls.

The grave is on the earth, and the spirit is on his heart.

"Wu Zhen."

Zhao Chenwei rubbed his eyes and whispered to Wu Zhen opposite.

Wu Zhen raised his head, looked at Zhao Chenwei, then remembered something, stood up, and followed him to the side.

After walking a few hundred meters, Zhao Chenwei stood still and looked at Wu Zhen: "I'll teach you the locking technique!" ”

"Good!" Wu Zhen had already expected what Zhao Chenwei was recruiting himself for, and he was not surprised at all.

Zhao Chenwei took a posture and motioned for Wu Zhen to stand in front of him.

"Attack me!" As soon as Zhao Chenwei finished speaking, he saw Wu Zhen's eyes burning with fighting intent, and he was a little uneasy, so he added: "The speed is slower, the strength is smaller, otherwise I can't lock it." ”

"Here we are." Wu Zhen nodded.

Wu Zhen suppressed some of his strength and twisted. waist, throw out a fist.

Zhao Chenwei stared at the approaching fist, stretched out his hands when the fist was about to be pasted, avoided the fist, and moved closer to Wu Zhen's wrist.

Wu Zhen saw Zhao Chenwei's purpose clearly, but he didn't change his tactics to deal with it, but honestly handed it over. The purpose of his shot was to feel and learn the locking technique, not to defeat Zhao Chenwei, he suppressed the power, and so did Zhao Chenwei, as soon as he changed, Zhao Chenwei would change in order to defend, and then it would not be a mutual exchange, but a battle.

Zhao Chenwei's hand came up, and suddenly, a trace of invisible energy burst out from between his hands, these energies were like real silk threads, and they were extremely tough, instantly wrapped around Wu Zhen's wrists, the silk threads could not be seen or touched, but they could be felt, at this time, Wu Zhen felt that the power on the entire arm was broken, and it was broken from the wrist, so that the power on his fist was broken from the middle.

Wu Zhen added a little more strength and wanted to break free, but he didn't expect that the silk-like soft and tenacious forces squeezed each other, wrapping his hands even more deadly, unable to move.

"How?" Zhao Chenwei said proudly after watching Wu Zhen struggle several times without breaking free.

"Remarkable! I kind of get it. These are your own energies, but their state has changed, but they are very little different from your restraints. Right? ”

After experiencing it himself, Wu Zhen knew a lot more about this move, and with the ability of Zhao Chenwei's imprint called bondage, his interest in this skill suddenly became much smaller.

In Wu Zhen's opinion, this is more like another way to use Zhao Chenwei's ability, no matter how it is used, it is a kind of bondage, although it is exquisite, but the probability of being able to learn it is very low, this is Zhao Chenwei's exclusive ability, he is a killer, the difference is too far. He thought Zhao Chenwei had lied to him. This is obviously his unique ability, and others can't learn it at all.

Wu Zhen's face obviously showed displeasure, Zhao Chenwei was stunned for a moment, understood what he meant, and was not angry, and motioned for Wu Zhen to stand farther away.

"I'm going to let you see my bondage!"

As soon as Zhao Chenwei's words fell, Wu Zhen felt a dangerous aura. This breath was ethereal, he didn't know the direction and means, and he couldn't prevent it if he wanted to.

Boom!

There was a soft sound in his consciousness, Wu Zhen knew that he was trapped, it was a diametrically opposite experience, from his feet to his knees, this section was like being squeezed by a mountain, and the heaviness made people powerless.

"That's bondage! If you are strong to the limit, you can bind heaven and earth. What a pity! I can't bear it here, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach that state. Zhao Chenwei nodded.

"The locking technique was come up with by the general, not by me with my ability, you misunderstood!"

"Okay, I see, you can let me go!" Wu Zhen maintained a rather strange posture and struggled to speak.