Ziyan immediately volunteered, "I'll go find the villagers to make some torches." With that, Ziyan turned around and ran towards the village, acting vigorously.

Leng Huo looked at the gloomy hole, his sleeves flicked, and the beautiful jaw dragon with the golden bell jumped out at once. The bell jingles and the sound is crisp.

It hadn't come forward for a long time, and it was very aggrieved to stay in its sleeve. As soon as he came out, he climbed up along the sleeves of Leng Huo's coat, jumping on Leng Huo's shoulders and head.

"Alright, alright, Domi, stop playing. Take a look in the cave and remember not to eat randomly. As he spoke, he untied the bell from the tail of the dragon.

Domi flicked his tail and jumped twice, feeling relieved, and then, with a flick of his legs, he jumped into the cave. The cold fire waited quietly, like a lifeless statue.

After a while, Ziyan and An Mu walked over together, followed by three militiamen. The militiamen carried torches in one hand and their own weapons in the other, the cheapest of all weapons - wooden-handled iron guns.

The torches were also rudimentary, just wrapped around the tops of wooden sticks with a worn rag and drizzled with grease. To be honest, not satisfied with this torch cold fire.

The smell of burning grease is too strong, and animals with a keen sense of smell can smell it from a long distance, which is extremely detrimental to crypt exploration.

The best torches should be made of alchemist's deodorized pine resin and clean white cotton cloth. In the mercenary union, two silver coins and one torch, the child is not bullied. It's a pity that you can't buy such good things in this poor country.

Nowadays, cold fire can only be used. He stuck the extra torch in his waist, lit another one, and prepared to jump. Ziyan suddenly grabbed him and said seriously: "I'll go with you, and there will be a lot of people to take care of." ”

"The shooter moves in the crypt, the shooting range is narrow, and it is too passive. However, I'm worried that the cave is too narrow to wield a two-handed greatsword. You might as well lend me your dagger. ”

"Be careful, and if there is discord, quit as soon as possible. Ziyan handed over the short knife, a little worried.

Ziyan's short knife was very delicate, about a foot and a half long. The blade made of golden lotus flowers, the handle of the knife is densely threaded, and the end is inlaid with sapphires, which is quite heavy to start. The cold fire pulled out a section, only to see that the cold light was like snow, sharp and unbelievable, and it was actually made of rare dragon steel. If sold, the dagger would be worth around forty to sixty gold coins.

Leng Huo nodded, and the short body slipped in.

The entrance to the crypt is narrow, but it becomes wide after walking a short distance, the horizontal distance is three meters, but the height is only about one meter seven, and the cold fire must be slightly bent over.

The walls of the crypt are very rough, apparently only being dug up and not yet finished. Leng Huo carefully inspected, raised the torch, and continued to walk towards the ground.

It can be felt that the crypt is dug diagonally downward, and the further you go, the deeper it becomes. The ground is getting wetter and wetter, and even the top of the crypt is dripping in some places.

Leng Huo estimated that he was about twenty meters underground at this moment. He muttered a little in his heart, if the dirt above his head suddenly collapsed, even with his hidden strength, he was afraid that it would take a lot of effort to get out of trouble.

Just then, a squeaky sound came. The small, mouse-sized jawed dragon sprang over. Climbing on his shoulders with his cold clothes, he squeaked.

"You mean, there's light ahead, and there's a lot of humanoids moving......" Cold Fire hesitated. Generally speaking, the only people who operate in the dark crypts are the Armor Clan, an incredibly evil race and one of the most hated enemies of the Light Faction.

The Armor live in the north, fighting the soldiers of the gods' lines. If there really is an armoured clan active here, it will inevitably cause an uproar in the kingdom.

The cold fire buried the torches in the earth, extinguishing the only source of light. Leng Huo closed his eyes, his ears trembled twice, and he immediately became extremely sensitive.

After groping his way forward for about five hundred meters, a faint blue light suddenly came from ahead. It was as pure blue as the sky, soft and beautiful.

Getting closer, Cold Fire noticed that it was the blue light emitted by a glowing vine plant. The plant has no leaves, and the transparent vines split into a mess of branches, most of which are as thick as fingers, crystal clear, and extremely delicate.

This is a common place in the caves inhabited by the Armor tribe, and this plant is called the Chill Grass.

With the faint blue light of the cold pith grass, the cold fire continued to advance, and after walking about eighty meters, the field of vision in front of him suddenly widened, and a spectacular landscape appeared in front of the cold fire.

Huge caves, huge lakes, everything is submerged in a blue shimmer.

The limestone above the cave is interlaced with canine teeth, as if it were the teeth of a demon, and it makes people shudder. Below, there is a calm lake. The lake, like a mirror, does not have the slightest ripples. If it weren't for the ripples of some humanoids catching fish and shrimp in the lake, Cold Fire wouldn't even believe that this immaculate treasure like a sapphire was actually made of water.

With his superior eyesight, Cold Fire recognized those who were moving around the edge of the lake as fishmen. They are a monstrous subhuman race of the ocean, believing in the dragons of the abyss. It is said that they did not grow naturally, but were created by the Abyss Dragon, and along with the other monsters of the ocean, they are called the Abyssal Species

The fish-man has an ugly appearance. Their bodies are covered in dull scales, their heads are encased in a rigid exoskeleton, and their necks are flanked by three rows of gills. Their canine teeth are extremely long and appear unusually sharp.

Although the fish-people live in the water all year round, their homes are located in the mud or sand on the shore, so these creatures emit a strange smell all the time, although not very strong, but it cannot be removed.

These guys are omnivores, fishing for fish and shrimp, and eating with some edible aquatic plants, and occasionally go ashore to hunt large animals part-time.

Thinking that there was not a single guard in such a long crypt passage, and then contacting the attack on the villagers of Mengxi Village, Leng Huo guessed that he was afraid that this fish-man tribe had lived in this underground lake for hundreds of years.

Recently, the number of fish-people in this tribe has grown to the limit, and the fish and shrimp in the lake are no longer enough to feed them. So, they dug the passage out and attacked nearby creatures. They attack not only humans, but all kinds of beasts are also on top of their recipes.

This is already their only choice, it has nothing to do with good and evil, it is just to fill their stomachs.

However, this is just a cold conjecture, and whether this is really the case or not needs to be verified.