The entrance of the hole is small but the space inside is large, and the fire light that flickers and flickers only on the edge of the hole, and it is really difficult to shine into the depths of the cave.

Wang Xian's blind man touched the elephant, and with one hand, he looked for suspicious places in the holes, and when he encountered any raised or sunken stones, strange shapes, he touched them more carefully.

He squinted, his face was more serious than he had ever been, and suddenly he felt a slightly smooth bulge in the jagged and uneven stone, as if he had been touched many times, and he couldn't help but shout with ecstasy: "My lord, I have found the mechanism." ”

With that, he excitedly pressed down the smooth bulge of the stone.

In an instant, there was silence, even the sound of falling needles was like thunder, and a moment later, a dull friction sound suddenly sounded in the depths of the hole, like a blunt knife constantly scratching on the ground.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen for a moment, and the condensation was extremely strange.

Han Changdu's heart jumped, and he unconsciously raised his eyelids, and saw that the corners of Du Feng's clothes shook slightly, as if they were blown by the wind.

He looked at it again, and the corner of his coat had fallen, motionless.

Between the calcium carbide firelight, he shouted: "Wang Xian stops." ”

But it was a little late, and it was obviously too late.

Something seemed to break through the barrier at the edge of the hole, gushing out, and rubble and powder kept falling down, smashing into Wang Xian's hand that he didn't have time to pull out.

At the same time, a gust of wind stabbed Wang Xian's back like a knife.

I only heard two clanging sounds, and the two short blades came out together, nailed straight to the edge of the hole, and there was a trembling, and large pieces of gravel smashed into the hole, and several sharp knives that pierced out of the stone cracks at the edge broke in unison, and the barbed spikes fell into the soil under the hole, but the cold light was still sharp.

At the same time as the sharp knife was broken, Han Changdui had already flown up, and his fluttering clothes swept through a gust of wind, kicking the short blade that was heading straight for Wang Xian's vest.

He looked down at the bloody wounds, the hand that had already been unrecognizable, his mind turned fast for the first time, and he figured out the whole thing in an instant, and jumped to his feet in horror and scolded.

"Ouch, you little bastard! Lao Tzu grass your immortal board, if you don't abolish you today, Lao Tzu will have your surname!! Wang Xian shook off the hand that had escaped death, and he almost vomited blood in anger, and he couldn't think of anything else to do except scold.

Han Changdu's face was calm, and the momentum of the whole person soared, and the cave suddenly became cold and piercing, and an extremely restrained angry aura was rolling silently, and his body flashed quickly like a shapeshift.

Wang Xian hadn't seen what Han Changwan had done clearly, but he felt that his every move and style was smooth and light.

It was just a breath of effort, and Du Feng, who should have been unconscious, was entangled in his two hands by the cold iron chain, hanging outside the cave, swaying in mid-air like rootless grass, and with a gust of wind, he was about to fall down and fall to pieces.

Wang Xian looked stunned, his mouth slightly open, and he was a little out of breath.

After hanging Du Feng up, Han Changdui stepped on the plum blossom short blade on the ground, raised his foot slightly, and the short blade

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was kicked into the air, the tip of the knife flashed cold, and with a pop, it pierced Du Feng's wrist, and the hole pierced out without any resistance, leaving a bloody hole with blood flowing straight down.

The blood gushed out like a spring, and the blood rained down one after another, splashing onto the rock that protruded, and the blood stains were shocking.

Du Feng wailed miserably, his face was pale, enough to compete with the white clouds.

Wang Xian's face was full of horror, and he let out a short sigh, his voice was drowned in Du Feng's terrible screams, he held his chin so as not to fall to the ground, and he had a new understanding of the title of Han Changdu's cold-faced Hades.

What a demon who stabs people without blinking.

However, Wang Xian was only frightened for a moment, and he was not afraid, what was terrifying, there was a human life hanging on each of his fingers, and seeing this bit of blood, it was really nothing.

Blood trickled from his wrist all over his arm, dripping down and fluttering in the wind, but in a matter of moments, the protruding rock was stained scarlet.

Du Feng was drenched in cold sweat, his nose was fanning, he was panting like a cow, his lips were shaking and he couldn't close it, and saliva was dripping down the corners of his mouth. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, but took a breath of cold air, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Just by you, you are also worthy of coveting the relics of Emperor Ming, phew." ”

Wang Xian had already recovered from his anger at this time, stepped forward quickly, kicked Du Feng out of the distance with a "bang", and swept back like another gust of wind, and laughed angrily: "What's the matter, we are not worthy, you are a waste person?" Just rely on your brain, which is not as big as a melon seed, and you still want to calculate us adults, I bah, you are also worthy!! ”

Hearing Wang Xian's words, Han Changdui was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed out loud.

The brain is not as big as the melon seeds, what is this saying, it is quite appropriate.

Du Feng was in no mood to care about what Wang Xian said, staring at Wang Xian's hand full of bright red wounds, laughing a little crazy, and his eyes were full of crazy light, like a hungry wolf in the dark night: "Emperor Ming's relics, you can't get them!" Can't get it! It's just me! Only I deserve it! ”

Du Feng's face had turned pale from excessive blood loss, and the corners of his eyes, thick eyebrows, and alertness were gone, replaced by madness and hideousness, which looked really weird.

Wang Xian shuddered inexplicably, looked at Han Changdui and asked hesitantly: "My lord, this person is looking at it, it looks a little wrong." ”

Han Changwan narrowed his eyes, not giving Du Feng a chance to think about it, and asked in a cold voice one after another: "You don't pretend to be crazy and stupid here, to be honest, is there a map here, where are you hiding it, if you hand it over, I can spare you from dying." ”

Du Feng was still so crazy and laughing, and he was talking nonsense: "You ordinary people still want to find the treasure of Emperor Ming, dreaming, you are delusional, only me, only I am worthy of inheriting Emperor Ming's treasure." ”

Han Changwan and Wang Xian glanced at each other in surprise, how could Du Feng look like he was stimulated by something, and suddenly lost his mind and went crazy.

This madness can be true or false, there are those who can pretend, and those who can pretend to be fake and real.

This Du Feng was so caught off guard, did he pretend to be crazy, or did he respond to the wind word in his name, really crazy?

Wang Xian didn't have so many eyes, and he screened from Du Feng's words word by word,

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He stepped forward and pierced Du Feng's intact wrist with a simple and rough knife.

A white knife was pierced and the red knife came out, and the blood beads sprayed straight out as if they didn't want money.

Du Feng's screams and wails were as if he didn't want money, and he kept hearing them one by one.

Wang Xian sighed twice: "Now it's pierced, and when the next knife is cut off, do you guess if you fall down, will you be gnawed and the bones will be gone, and you can only go to hell and not be reincarnated as a human?" ”

I thought that Du Feng would be stunned when he heard this, but who expected that people's faces would not change and their hearts would not beat, and they would still be crazy and babbling, and their wrists hurt so badly that they screamed from time to time.

Wang Xian looked at Du Feng's two bloody arms, only to feel frightened, unconsciously touched his arm that was also faintly painful, and turned his head to look at Han Changdui in surprise.

It's not pretending, it's really crazy, if it's pretending, this person's forbearance is not ordinary.

He thought about it again, this person could endure the pain of breaking bones, and in comparison, the two blood holes on his wrists could really only be carved into the flesh with a flower.

Han Changdui stared at Du Feng tightly, such a penetrating pain, such inhuman torture, he couldn't see that Du Feng's consciousness had the slightest sign of being sober, but his eyes stared at the hole in a daze, and his expression became more and more crazy and greedy.

His eyebrows jumped, and he turned his head to look at the hole that had collapsed at the edge.

The hole had just become much larger, and the pitch-black pit and craggy stone walls could already be faintly seen, and after the sharp knife was cut off by the short blade thrown by Han Changdu, no other sharp knives appeared on the edge of the hole.

It looks like the crisis is over.

Han Changdui raised his hand suddenly, and a horsewhip slammed into the hole, and with a "snap", the dust flew and the stones rolled.

"Stop, stop! Stop! Du Feng was frightened by Han Changdu's movements, his face turned pale, and he immediately didn't pretend to be crazy or stupid, even the two blood holes on his wrists didn't seem to hurt anymore, and he magically healed.

Han Changdu's hand was very accurate, this whip went down, and the hole of the cave fell with rubble, but it did not collapse, and the falling gravel smashed on Du Feng's heart, making his mind collapse in an instant, and he was out of breath in horror.

The voice was still there, Du Feng suddenly disappeared, his face was full of gloom, his eyes were lowered in annoyance, and he stared straight at the horsewhip in Han Changdu's hand, obviously he was already very aware of the current situation, he was still too tender to play with the thousand-year-old fox.

At this point, there is nothing that I don't understand.

Wang Xian didn't even bother to look at Du Feng again, and walked straight to the hole.

This time he didn't rush into the hole, he took the short blade and tapped it on the edge of the hole, and it didn't look unusual, so he held the torch in one hand, and carefully reached into the hole with the other, and rummaged through it carefully.

At this time, more than half of the hole collapsed, and more than half of the depth of the hole was exposed, and under the light of the fire, there was more light in the dark hole, and at this moment, the situation in the hole was unobstructed.

Wang Xian lay at the entrance of the cave and looked inside carefully.

The smooth stone that had caused the vision had fallen to the bottom of the cave, and there was an extra hole in the stone wall of the hole.

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