Chapter Twenty-Three: Fallen

Running away, it's a lifeless escape, the blood beads on the long sword, dripping drop by drop, dripping like no money, dripping without life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Crunch, crunch, branches rattling under your feet, sizzling, sizzling, cold wind, cutting through the ends of your hair, across your cheeks, painful.

Suddenly--

"Poof!" With a bang, the ground under his feet collapsed rapidly, and the bright moon disappeared inch by inch. The walls on all sides were sharpened coldly, and a huge cage was encased on his body, and Dugu Ying only felt that his luck was 'good back, good back'.

The face was as pale as paper, more and more pale, and the exhaustion from excessive blood loss came layer by layer, like a tight spell, as if the head had been deformed.

He fell into a deep hole, a long, long deep hole, Duguying thought so, because from the beginning to the time he touched the ground again, after more than thirty breaths, the time was too long, and he was too tired, so he could only calculate vaguely.

After thirty breaths

The land, steadfast, sleeping, touching the land again, a kind of steadfastness fills the heart, all kinds of fatigue wells up in the heart, and Duguying falls asleep deeply.

The dark hole, very deep, is so deep that you can't see your fingers.

Duguying felt that he was very lucky, because he fell into the hole sideways, and when he was asleep, he kept his body sideways, and did not lie flat, otherwise he would have lost his life at this time, and it was really not a good thing for Sen Han's sword to be inserted in his body.

The sword pierced through the body, and the blood on the body had begun to slowly condense, and the little blood on the blade was still falling.

"Tick!" ...... "Tick!" ...... "Tick!"

The sound is a bit like beautiful music, very beautiful and pleasant. But at this time, Duguying didn't feel it at all, but felt that the voice was the most terrible spell in the world.

No matter who encounters such a thing as Duguying in the world, they will not feel that this voice is good, blood, the pillar of life, without life, they will die, die, this sentence has been handed down.

The dark hole, even if you stretch your neck, you can't see the moon in the sky, and there will be no light.

Dugu Ying became blind and lame, his leg hurt so badly, there seemed to be thorns and bone spurs in his flesh, thorns thicker than a fist, and the bones on his legs had been completely cracked.

Life is more terrible than death, dark, deep holes, crippled, life is worse than death, all kinds of misfortunes are added to his body, Duguying feels that he must be a heinous sinner, otherwise God would not treat him like this.

Time passed minute by minute, the moisture in the cave was still heavy, the weakness of excessive blood loss, the coldness of the moisture, Duguying's whole person was tired and shrunk into a ball.

He felt even colder beneath him, colder than the sword that pierced through his body. There is also a strange feeling in the coldness, what kind of feeling is it, Duguying thought for a long time before coming up with a word: "Diaphragm".

It is cold to the bone, and there is a kind of uneven itching, if it is hard, it is tough as iron, and it is unbreakable.

"Something. Duguying can finally be sure that there is definitely not a piece of land under his body.

"Is it a rock, or is it a strange creature that lives underground?"

Duguying cautiously reached out and touched it, one finger tapped, and two fingers touched lightly, until the whole hand stroked it.

Smooth, as if it was smoother than the skin of a beauty, the skin of a beauty Duguying had not touched it, but it was conceivable, but he couldn't think of anything about the smoothness in his hands. Jade, the smoothness of a beauty's skin, and the unique warmth, are really different from the cold smoothness in your hands.

The palm of the hand was slowly caressed, and the cold slippery hand showed the outline in Duguying's heart, round, the size of two heads, hard, mysterious like a stone, but it was by no means a stone, the stone was too ordinary, and the things under him were too special.

One, two...... Count all the way to the ninth number, and the total number of stones around you is nine.

The bottom of the cave is very large, the two arms are all extended, and they can't touch the edge, and the evil aura is very big, in addition to the underground gushing out, the surrounding convergence is also an aspect, after all, at the bottom of the cave, there is only one person who is half dead and not as dead as dead.

Time passed quietly, sleeping, waking up, sleeping, waking up...... I don't know how many reincarnations, Duguying can't sleep anymore, it's not that he doesn't want to sleep, but his stomach doesn't want him to sleep.

"People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Duguying knew that he was very hungry, and he often starved because of his cultivation, but no matter how hungry he was, he couldn't do it to "suck the wind and drink the dew", besides, there was no wind and no dew here.

"Goo!"

The scream of the stomach was really funny, and Duguying also laughed out loud.

Suddenly, Duguying felt that the round stone-like thing under his body began to heat up, hot, and streams of hot air swirled around his body, and then the entire cave, abruptly bloody, blood-colored light, and demonic horror.

The nine stone eggs the size of a skull did not form a stone circle, trapping Duguying firmly in it.

Stone eggs, two stone eggs the size of heads, blood light spilled out, and Dugu Ying's first sight was the stone egg flying around his body.

Nine stone eggs flew, connected, and wandered, and a stone circle that could only accommodate one person was tightly encased on Duguying's body.

The sharp sword that ran through the body melted in the blink of an eye, and water flowed out of the body. The original coldness was instantly replaced by fire, and the underground magma was as hot as the soul, as if the soul was about to be roasted dry on the fire.

"Ahh

Dugu Ying roared in pain, struggled, and wanted to hold his head with his hands, but the stone circle around his body had been embedded in the flesh, and his two arms had become part of his stomach.