As he ran, faces broke free from the walls of the caves on both sides.

Through the swaying light of the headlamps and the pale red glow on the ground, it can be seen that none of these broken faces are intact.

Freedom from bondage, they wept, shouted, howled, and crawled and scurried on the ground with their broken skin as their hands and feet.

It may be that the ghost face oil applied to the body has played a role, and every time these faces crawl in front of us, there will be a moment of stunnedness, as if they are distinguishing our identity.

In this panic of running, we rushed out of the cave.

"Stop, silence!"

The moment he rushed out, Mr. Mover stopped, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture.

We stopped almost at the same time.

Liu Ling didn't know if it was intentional or what's going on, and he gasped for breath.

Among us people, only me, Jiang Ye and Situ Qing are people, and the others, Ba Hongyu is half a person, Liu Ling Tongzi is not a person, Chu Siyu is a yin corpse, and I don't know what Mr. Moving the Rudder is.

In other words, the only ones who can gasp for breath are me, Jiang Ye and Situ Qing.

Liu Ling Boy, this thing, it is impossible and should not be gasping for breath.

But not only did he gasp, but he also deliberately made a snoring sound, which was deliberate.

I just don't know if he deliberately disagreed with Mr. Mover, or if he had another purpose.

After taking a few breaths, Liu Ling Tong stopped, turned his headlamp, and looked at his surroundings.

The place we are in, somewhat similar to the square of a military parade.

Directly in front of us were rows of warriors in armor, standing silently and solemnly.

I counted them, and these fighters were divided into three squares.

Each square team has five people horizontally, fifteen people vertically, and the distance between each soldier in the horizontal and vertical direction is about one meter.

The distance between each team is about three meters.

The moment I saw these warriors, I thought they were terracotta warriors, but I immediately refuted this assumption, for the simple reason that these people were wearing real armor and holding real swords and guns in their hands.

Since these armors are completely enclosed, you can't see what's going on inside, so it's impossible to judge their situation.

After seeing the situation of these three phalanxes clearly, Liu Ling Tongzi really closed his mouth, and the disdain in his eyes faded, replaced by a touch of solemnity.

After a brief glance at the three phalanxes, I turned back and looked at the hole behind me.

The faces of the people who broke free from the walls of the cave did not rush out of the hole, they gathered at the edge of the hole, trying to rush out, but they did not dare, they could only howl at us.

Strangely, although they made a howling mouth, they didn't make a sound at all.

Before, in the cave, they were not screaming at all.

Could it be that these faces are afraid of the armor-clad warriors behind me?

I muttered as I turned my head, not paying attention to the faces.

When we came out of the corridor before, the lines on the ground were broken and no longer spread forward, but Mr. Mover inserted a knife himself, took a drop of blood that I don't know whose it was, and dripped into the lines on the ground, and the blood continued to spread.

This time, the blood color is still spreading, but the speed is the same as that of a snail, a slower comparison.

Mr. Mover didn't look at the three phalanxes standing in front of him, but stared at the ground, the blood that spread forward, and didn't know what to think!

Liu Ling Tongzi stared at Mr. Mover for a while, seemed to understand something, pulled Ba Hongyu back a few steps, and retreated to the entrance of the cave before stopping, and whispered: "Old Ba, the little monkey was in the cave just now, why did he suddenly scream?" ”

He asked, kicking the faces of the people gathered at the entrance of the cave.

One foot went out and rolled up more than a dozen human faces piled together.

"I don't know!" Ba Hongyu shook his head.

"Lao Ba, look, just these goods, how can you alarm the little monkey? The little monkey must have seen something, right? Liu Ling looked at Ba Hongyu with a smile, with an expression that I had already seen through the secrets on your body.

"I didn't see anything, and I don't know what Xiaoyan saw!"

Ba Hongyu directly came to deny the second company.

After denying it, he didn't even look at the willow spirit boy, but looked at the monkey in his arms.

The monkey was lying in Ba Hongyu's arms at this time, with his face against Ba Hongyu's chest, leaving us with the back of the head.

"Little monkey, what did you just see?"

Liu Ling didn't get an answer from Ba Hongyu, and he didn't give up, so he started to ask the monkey instead.

Unlike the slightly rough adult voice that he made when he spoke to Mr. Moving the Rudder and Ba Hongyu, Liu Lingtong and the monkey spoke in a slightly crisp children's voice.

I was so excited by this slightly disgusting voice that I got goosebumps on my arms.

I thought that the monkey would be tempted by this voice to say something, but I didn't expect that the monkey didn't even snort, and directly ignored the Liu Ling boy.

This was somewhat of a surprise to me.

You must know that this monkey listened to Liu Ling Tong very much before, and it even disobeyed Ba Hongyu twice for Liu Ling Tongzi.

Therefore, the monkey did not respond to the voice of the willow spirit boy this time, and I felt that something was wrong.

"Xiaoyan doesn't want to pay attention to you!" Ba Hongyu said coldly.

While replying, he curled up his arms and hugged the monkey in his arms, and looked at Liu Ling Tongzi's gaze with a hint of chill.

"Ignore it!"

Liu Ling Tongzi muttered, turned around, and looked at the warriors in the three phalanxes in front of him again.

On the ground, the red light continued to spread.

Two minutes have passed since we came out of the hole.

In the space of two minutes, the red light spread forward for a distance of about five meters.

We don't care about this speed, but Mr. Shifter obviously can't stand it.

Not only Mr. Mover, but Eno also seemed to think that this speed was too slow.

Those of us, except for Liu Lingtong, who chatted with Ba Hongyu for a few words, the rest were looking at the soldiers of the three phalanxes, only Mr. Mover and Jiang Ye, who looked restless, staring at the red light spreading on the ground, turning back and forth.

We didn't pay much attention to this attitude at first, but gradually, it attracted the attention of all of us, especially the attention of Liu Ling Tongzi.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Liu Lingtongzi's eyes rolled, leaned against the wall on the side of the cave, and opened his mouth to ask in a low voice.

"Whew!"

Hearing Liu Lingtong's question, Mr. Mover let out a breath, gritted his teeth, flipped the ghost head knife in his hand again, aimed the tip of the knife at himself, and then thrust it down.

With a pop, Mr. Mover plunged the Devil's Head Knife into his chest again.