(Cat flutter Chinese) A faint light hung at the end of the deep yong, and the wisps of wind floated in, rubbing through the cracks in the rocks, squeezing out bursts of sharp whistling. The rancid smell of the mire outside the cave was enveloped in the wind, scrambling to burrow into the wings of the nose.

It's been nearly a cup of tea for everyone, is it in danger?

This doesn't make sense, the red-clothed martial arts attainments are not weak, even if there is any danger, she can always resist first, but there are no ripples at the bottom, and it is extremely strange.

Baili Fengma waited quite anxiously, and there was nothing to be done.

The situation in the pit was unknown, and he couldn't go down, but even if he left from here, he couldn't cross a swamp and climb a hundred-zhang cliff to leave Yiyang Valley.

The only thing he could do was wait.

About another tea time, there was a sudden movement in the cave, and after the sound of the Huo Huo wind, a thick rope snapped to the ground.

Followed by the soft and glutinous voice of the red clothes, it sounded like frost at first glance, and even her usual enchanting charm was omitted, and she couldn't listen to the emotion coldly: "You climb down by yourself." ”

She didn't have an accident, Baili Fengma breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face sank, he was famous in his life, his light skills were peerless, and the eaves walked on the wall like the wind, even if he didn't practice martial arts, he had never done such a cheap thing as climbing rope.

The woman underneath was simply challenging his patience.

Thanks to the fact that he has always been a quiet person, he has to be patient at this moment to tie the thick rope to the rock wall, and climb down without hurry.

When his feet touched the ground, his hands had not yet loosened the rope, and the murderous aura of the sleeve wind that suddenly hit his ears was compelling.

Although Baili Fengma lost his spiritual power, his mobility was still fast, and he immediately grabbed the rope and swung away. The man's palm fell into the air, and he chased after him and made another move, with a strong and domineering killing intent, with the momentum of taking people's lives, but he hesitated and paused in mid-air.

Baili Fengma took advantage of this gap to escape again, seized the opportunity, and grabbed the wrist of the person and twisted it behind him. This time, he saw the person's face clearly, and after being slightly stunned, a thin anger appeared on his face, and his dark starry eyes were bottomless.

He forcibly bullied the person and pressed the person against the rock wall: "What do you want to do, Redcloth?" ”

She was silent for an extremely short time, and for a moment there was an illusion in the hundred miles of wind, and the person in front of her was as dead as a corpse.

However, in the next second, she easily broke free of his hand, stepped forward with her face, hooked a skillful and flirtatious smile on her mouth, stopped at his lips, and deliberately teased people with a soft breath, and said word by word: "Teasing you." ”

The hand fell on her soft waist, and the force that could not be restrained was so heavy that it almost broke the person's waist, he laughed angrily, and the corners of his mouth were elegant: "Red clothes, you only have a few hours to be proud, enjoy it, don't waste it." ”

Yes, there are still a few hours, and day and night will be intertwined.

She stared at him in the dark for a few seconds, and said with great seriousness, "I'm going to die." ”

This burning look made Baili Kazuma stunned: "What did you say?" ”

Jing Che sneered, the heavy sadness in his eyes was fleeting, and the corners of his delicate lips raised under the cold mask, mocking him for being deceived by her again: "I'm worried, after a few hours of spiritual power exchange, will you kill me?" ”

He looked at her for a long time, trying to see the clue on her face, but looking left and right, there was only that mocking soft smile, which made people want to strangle her. He finally put on a smiling expression, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "You, have, sick." ”

With a flick of her sleeves, she let go, and Baili Kazama took a few steps out, revealing tiredness on her dark face. He suddenly began to be extremely tired of this kind of guessing game of chasing after me, but he missed the little girl who had all the emotions on her face back then, laughing when she was happy, crying when she was angry, but he was an old disciple back then, and he didn't have time to cherish it and there was no news.

After walking a few steps, he calmly sent out a sentence, which was an answer: "Sooner or later." ”

The footsteps behind him followed, changing his aggressive style and walking behind him step by step.

At this time, Baili Fengma had the mind to look around, and it seemed to be an empty abandoned altar, with cyan stone bricks neatly spread out on the upper steps, and the cold extended into the darkness.

There was a light on the top, and the two walked up in tacit understanding, all the way unimpeded. When I got closer, I saw a stone wall at the end of the steps, and the light was projected through a small hole at the top of the stone wall, and the dust was boiling in the dim darkness.

"Did you hear anything?" Baili Feng stopped, as if talking to himself, as if asking.

"The sound of sacrificial music."

The faint rhythm of the drums and pianos rises and falls, winding through the hole, entangled in dust and light.

Without waiting for discussion, Jing Che climbed up and climbed to the entrance of the cave to see the situation outside.

The scene outside was beyond Jing Che's expectations. There were hundreds of people, kneeling in her direction, chanting some prayer in a dense manner. The copper bell rang a long and crisp sound, and everyone raised their heads in turn, Jing Che saw the face kneeling in front at a glance, and also repaired.

Obviously, it was quite far away, and the backlit hole should be pitch black, and there was no movement outside, but Ye Xiu's eyes were staring straight and sharp at this small hole, and his cold eyes flashed with disbelief.

Then the crowd exploded into an uproar: "God's eyes moved!" ”

Jing Che heard it in the clouds, and he didn't know why, and he was about to lower his body, but he noticed that his chest was suddenly empty and empty, and his spiritual power was completely empty.

Is it that day and night are so quickly intertwined? It couldn't be, at least a few hours, but it was too late for her to judge what was going on, and her body floating in mid-air fell straight down.

The horror of weightlessness made Jing Che open his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but he couldn't say anything, and his throat was thick and sticky.

A black robe at the bottom puffed up the wind to hunt, and quickly spun up to catch her steadily.

The body sank into the person's arms, and the shocked Jing Che raised his eyes.

In sight, there should have been a familiar circle of light green stubble, but for some reason it was covered with an overwhelming layer of blood red. Jing Che helped the mask suspiciously, and it was difficult to hide his surprise when he heard Baili Fengjian's tone, but the voice was also like a thick barrier, a little ethereal: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Am I bleeding again?" Jing Che muttered uncertainly, holding his arm and trying to jump out of his arms, but he couldn't do it and sank back.

As soon as he removed his hand, a shocking blood-colored handprint was left on his robe. Jing Che was stunned, flipped his palm to look, and only gently rubbed it on his face, and there was blood between his fingers, which was thick like satin about to slip away.

She was stunned for a moment, and saw two small and funny reflections of her under his dark eyes, blood oozing from the mask. Cat flutter Chinese