Chapter Seventy-Two: A Bad Premonition

Acting as bait?

Thinking about these four words carefully, Shu Xiaoen hit the spirit, I don't know what this man plans to do?

Are you sure?

was accidentally bitten into pieces by these fierce spirit beasts!!

The blade slashed in the air, and only his slender figure could be seen, moving around a few cannibal gluttons like a ghost in the darkness, and as he said, these fierce spirit beasts all rushed towards her bait.

Boom...... Boom......

The beast that approached a certain limit around her was about to open its mouth to gnaw off her head, when she saw a black shadow approaching, her wrist flashed with a united light, and a fist smashed down on her backbone, and her spiritual power instantly surged, smashing the beast half to death.

Shu Xiaoen has always maintained the action of holding the silver dagger, and has never had a chance to stab the spirit beast that pounces, I don't know how long it has been, the stone cave has returned to a dead silence, and several gluttons have completely died.

It wasn't until he saw that Qianmo's robe was stained with blood, his lips were hooked and he smiled, and he swayed towards her, that Shu Xiaoen came back to his senses and put away the silver dagger, but he didn't expect that in the next second, Qianmo actually wiped the blood gushing out of the broken skull of the gluttonous head he was holding in his hand and wiped it on Shu Xiaoen's body with his hand.

Shu Xiaoen: "......!!!"

After Qian Mo wiped Shu Xiaoen, he raised his head and threw it at a few people outside the cave, saying, "You all use blood to wipe your body, this gluttonous blood can avoid some unnecessary attacks in the cave." ”

Wei Dongming took it, wiped a handful of blood on his body, and also wiped a handful of blood for Bai Li'an.

The sacrificial sun was on Wei Dongming's hand, and he smeared it on the cloak, and there was not much change on his face. Sang Ying watched from the sidelines, and was quite surprised in her heart, she didn't expect that there were really ghouls who could suppress bloodthirsty desires.

Wei Dongming raised his gluttonous head and motioned for the dazed Sang Ying to wipe it on his body.

Sang Ying reluctantly stained a handful of blood, raised her eyes, looked in the direction of Qianmo's side, walked over, bit her lower lip, and pulled Qianmo's robe with her hand, "I'm hungry, eat something and then leave?"

"Good. Qianmo said, and then broke free of Sang Ying's hand without a trace.

Sang Ying didn't mind too much, moved to sit next to Shu Xiaoen, took out the dry food she was carrying from the storage ring, divided some and handed it to Shu Xiaoen, and said with a smile: "You can eat me with confidence, the food I brought this time is enough for three people." ”

Shu Xiaoen was indeed a little hungry, and he didn't care about whether Sang Ying would be poisoned at this time, so he took the steamed bun handed over, opened his mouth and took a bite, only to find that his throat was uncomfortable with thirst, and said apologetically: "Is there water?"

Sang Ying took out the water hyacinth and handed it to her, "Drink it slowly." ”

Shu Xiaoen took the gourd and glanced at Sang Ying suspiciously, I don't know how Sang Ying could be so smiling at this time, like no one else. I don't know if I will be condemned by my conscience when I think about those things before.

After a few sips, my throat felt more comfortable.

The two were speechless for a while.

Shu Xiaoen leaned against the wall and closed his eyes and slept for a while. In a daze, she heard Qianmo coming over, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Qianmo suddenly leaning over, her cold hand touching her forehead.

Seeing that she had a low-grade fever, he tightened the cloak on her body, reached out and scooped her up and put it on her back, "Be mental, don't fall asleep." ”

Shu Xiaoen hummed, lay on his shoulder, the sleepy insect got up again, and closed his eyes in a daze.

"Her face was a little hot. ”

Sang Ying's voice sounded softly in her ears. Shu Xiaoen's mind was in a mess, her eyelashes seemed to be stuck by something and couldn't open them, she rubbed against the warm place nearby, her cheeks felt juicy, and she realized that she was actually rubbing Qianmo's neck a few times.

One second......

Half a minute......

The atmosphere was quiet. Sang Ying looked at Shu Xiaoen, and Shu Xiaoen also instinctively looked back at Sang Ying.

"Are people more comfortable?" Qianmo said.

Shu Xiaoen felt that Wei Dongming's gaze with Xiyang also looked over, and thought that he just rubbed his neck, and there was nothing big or small, "Well, it's much better......" Looking into the distance, he realized that he had already walked to the depths of the stone cave.

There are two forks in front of this.

Wei Dongming held the torch in his hand, the flames were swaying, and he only heard the sound of gurgling water in the depths of the two forks, but the bloody breath between his breaths became even thicker and more fishy.

Saiyang's sense of smell is extremely keen, and he stands at the end of the two roads at the tuyere. After a long time, he raised his hand and pointed to a passage on his left, "These two paths may lead to hell, or they may lead to the exit." Saiyang said in a deep voice.

Qianmo shook his head, and his eyes swept to Wei Dongming, who was divining on the side.

Wei Dongming frowned, and only stretched his brows when he saw the hexagram clearly, "Judging from the hexagram, all the way to the evil turns into good fortune...... It's just that one of us may die......" Wei Dongming looked at Shu Xiaoen on the back of the third prince.

If someone dies...... Then there is a good chance that it is the weakest of the three of them......

Wei Dongming's intuition may be Shu Xiaoen.

Qianmo noticed Wei Dongming's expression of wanting to say something, his eyes sank a little, and the strong air pressure made Wei Dongming not dare to continue to speculate in his heart, and looked away.

For a while, everyone stopped talking.

Shu Xiaoen naturally sensed Wei Dongming's meaning, but she had died once, so she didn't believe that Wei Dongming's guess would happen, and she didn't want these people to pay too much attention to her.

"My life has always been hard, don't worry. Shu Xiaoen said calmly.

Saiyang glanced at her and walked into the narrow passage first.

Fortunately, this passage is high enough to carry a person on his back, otherwise he would have started to burden Qianmo without running into trouble. Shu Xiaoen hung firmly on him, looking at the front of the stone cave with heavy eyes.

Watching the Yang Sacrifice Cloak being blown by the yin wind blowing from nowhere, she inexplicably remembered the scene where Bai Lixiu appeared for the first time. There was a very bad premonition, which I couldn't explain why, and it came out of the depths of her heart.

Out of the narrow passage, the view suddenly becomes wider.

She had goosebumps all over her body, and when she looked sideways, she saw that where the flames were shining, there was a river of blood, and in the crimson river of blood were half-sinking and half-floating with countless human remains, and small insects were bowing in and out of it.

What's even more terrifying is that there is also a bamboo raft floating on the blood river, and a person is standing in it.

Shu Xiaoen couldn't see the person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead at a glance, and was about to remind Qianmo to take a look, when suddenly, she was stunned, and her scalp tingled for a while. As if their eyes were frozen, they looked straight at the person standing on the raft!

The person standing was actually Bai Lixiu!!

At this moment, he also raised his head, a pair of glass-colored eyes without temperature, staring coldly into her eyes through the air.

The evil aura between his eyebrows seems to be more prevalent than before!

"Bai Lixiu?" Shu Xiaoen said in a lost voice.