Chapter 240: Breaking the Retreat

"When you first came out, it was really enough to confuse me with the truth, and I couldn't figure it out for a while."

He smiled lightly and said to Su Bezhi behind him.

Su Bezhi changed clothes behind him. The original set of clothes had been stained with blood, but fortunately he had a spare. Covered in dirty bloodstains, he didn't want to be tired of it all the time.

"You have to do a full set of plays." He stuck out his tongue and grinned, "Since it is true enough to deceive the inner ghosts that may exist in the Qiongtian Temple, then I will naturally let it go." ”

"And nominally I was injured by that Black Rain Swordsman, and I have enough face." He fastened his belt and slowly straightened up and walked over, "In this way, the firepower against the Qiongtian Temple will also be dispersed." ”

Jue Tongjun nodded deeply and sighed comfortably.

"It depends on whether their second purpose is whether everything goes well."

The two of them looked at the completely secret letterheads, the rough cover covered in a thin layer of fluff in the lamplight.

However, at this moment, a dragon's mouth copper kettle, which was dull in the corner of the table, suddenly trembled inexplicably.

The eyes of both of them immediately returned to sharpness, and their hearts jumped at the same time.

Their eyes were firmly fixed on the copper kettle, and their hands tightened unconsciously. When I boarded, I saw the pearl-containing dragon head on the copper kettle, opening slightly, and the crystal orb "snapped" and fell and rolled on the table.

Su Beizhi looked at Jue Tongjun in surprise, but Jue Tongjun also leaned back in shock at the same time. The two eyes met, and they were both expressions of disbelief.

"It's ...... Your trick pot, right? Su Bezhi stretched out his hand, but his fingertips couldn't help but feel a little unsteady.

Jue Tongjun nodded slowly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly slapped the table and stood up suddenly!

"Not good! Heartlake Meteorite ...... Go to the apse!! ”

Su Bezhi looked at him in such a gaffe, and suddenly realized how serious the problem was. The two hurriedly put on their bloody coats, broke through the door like a fly, and ran towards the apse.

And at this moment, Xi Zishi, in the hidden trap hole under the load-bearing pillar, has already seen the sealed treasure chest.

There were three guards at the entrance of the cave, which made him almost stunned. But after all, he was skilled, and the Yuhua Stone instantly clicked the acupoint, and the three of them had fallen to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

That being the case...... Xi Zishi stroked his palm excitedly, and in the treasure chest in front of him, there was a rumored Heart Lake meteorite.

It was dark, and he touched the box, and then checked the weight, and probably had a way to transport it away.

A cohesive box, with a large cast brass lock hanging on the outside. Now anxious about the current situation of Xinghuo, he has no time to think about other ways except to transport it away with the box.

In order to prevent the snake from continuing to startle, Xi Zishi decided to carry it away. After trying a more comfortable position, he picked it up, turned around and returned to the outside of the dark hole.

It's not light, or rather, the box takes up more weight. Xi Zishi didn't dare to go fast, slowly crawled out of the hole, turned around and planned to flee the same way.

However, things didn't go his way.

The moment he turned around, he was shocked to see two unexpected figures standing in front of him at the entrance of the Yongdao.

His eyebrows tightened, and he seemed to realize the situation in front of him, and it should be unavoidable.

At the end of the cold darkness, Su Beizhi and Jue Tongjun arrived in time. Seeing the Xizi Stone that had just poked out of the hole, the two couldn't help but say something, and immediately blocked the way.

In the solemn darkness, the anxious atmosphere quietly brewed and permeated.

Xi Zishi was carrying a heavy box in one hand, and he didn't want to delay here with them at all. And it seems that neither of these two people seems to be easy to match.

He must seize the opportunity as soon as possible and escape from the Qiongtian Temple!

"Put down the box, we won't embarrass you."

Suddenly, Jue Tongjun said solemnly.

The sound carried true qi, echoing in the wide apse, and even trembling the swords, guns, and weapons on the shelves, humming and roaring.

Xi Zishi's eyes were much colder. He looked at the two people who stood in the way, but there was no way back in his heart.

"Surrogate...... Forgive me. ”

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled faintly.

Su Bezhi looked at him, and through his breath, he could feel that this inviper was not an idle person.

Both sides were blurry in front of each other, and the outlines and dark shadows blended with each other. But they could hear each other's breath, which was getting thicker and heavier, more and more urgent, like a muffled thunder of the coming storm.

"Inside this box, it contains the black history codex of the generations of Nether Practitioners, and it can't be seen by outsiders." Su Beizhi suddenly smiled on the side and said.

"Oh?" Xi Zishi also reluctantly squeezed out a sarcastic smile, "Then I just want to borrow it for a few days, so I can relieve my boredom." ”

Su Beizhi listened to him uncompromisingly, and his eyelids sank slightly: "That's not good." If you are asked to spread all the black history inside, Jue Tongjun will let this box hold your dog's head in the future. ”

Jue Tongjun turned his face sideways, admiring his old friend's ability to tell jokes at this time.

“…… That's right, let me ask for advice. ”

When the two of them heard his words, they were awe-struck and stopped trying to persuade them. They each took a half-step back, which meant preparing for a flanking attack.

A long wind blew from the corridor, and the three of them were fluttering in their clothes. And at the moment when the wind subsided, the footsteps that moved almost simultaneously swept away the dust and cut the end of the battle that could not be separated!