Wu Xiaoxie came to the conclusion that it was likely that the person who sucked Zhang Zhu to seek blood was the newly born King Wannu.

The fat man felt that what he said made a lot of sense, "It doesn't matter what kind of bullshit king it is, no matter how powerful it is, it's just a big bug, if we can kill an old one, we can kill the next young one, and dare to harm the fat man's brother, and the fat man will fucking kill the girl with explosives."

As he spoke, he immediately stood up and ran out of the crack, dropping a sentence, "There may be a detonator in the backpack that A-Ning's men left when they escaped, you take care of the wooden fish here, and I'll go find the detonator."

"Okay." Wu Xiaoxie nodded, and began to deal with the injuries on Zhang Qixun's body when he fought with the monkey in his mouth just now, and he could stop a little blood, even if he was like a draining vegetable basket at the moment.

Wu Xiaoxie lowered his head, and suddenly smelled a strange smell on the tip of his nose, which was not unpleasant, but it was very strange.

Wu Xiaoxie knotted the bandage in his hand, raised his head and was about to wipe his sweat, when he suddenly found that at some point, the mist around him gradually changed color.

The originally white and rich mist turned into a thin pale blue, like clouds of smoke, swirling and misty, and soon flooded over Wu Xiaoxie's head.

At this time, a black shadow broke through the fog miasma and quickly approached this side, and as soon as Wu Xiaoxie picked up the knife, he heard the voice of the fat man.

"Outside...... There were a lot of people out there." The fat man ran a little panting, and he still had a detonator in his hand.

Person? Could it be that Pan Zi saw that the three of them hadn't rushed over to join them yet, so he brought someone to save them?

Wu Xiaoxie faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and hurriedly grabbed the fat man and asked, "How many people are there?" Who? It's not Panzi, they're it."

The fat man shook his head, his face a little pale, "I don't know, but it's definitely not Lao Pan, all I see is that there are a lot of black shadows in the distance, fluttering, very tall, approaching us."

Wu Xiaoxie frowned, helped the fat man to stand up, "I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as the two of them walked out of the crack, they found that the light of the flashlight had no effect at all, and Wu Xiaoxie could only follow the memory and limp and follow the fat man forward.

stepped on an unstable gravel under his feet carelessly, Wu Xiaoxie's body was crooked, and even the fat man was dragged down and fell into a ball.

The fat man was just about to speak, but Wu Xiaoxie covered his mouth violently, "Shhh, don't speak, listen."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and he hurriedly pricked up his ears to hold his breath and listen carefully.

In the thick blue mist, a series of antlers came from one end of the rift, melodious, from far to near, and surrounded the rift several times.

At a glance, countless dark shadows were lined up in a long line with the sound of antlers, like an ancient march, walking leisurely from the end of the rift valley in the direction of the two.

The fat man trembled suddenly, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and immediately dragged Wu Xiaoxie back quickly and hid behind a rock.

"The Yin Soldier borrowed the way." The fat man said in Wu Xiaoxie's ear in a breathy voice, "Hold your breath, don't make a sound, they should just be passing by."

Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly nodded to indicate that he understood, and in such a tense atmosphere, the pain in his calf was ignored by him.

The eyes of the two followed the ghostly procession from far to near and far, until the long-faced green-faced Yin soldiers and chariots and horses passed in front of them, heading straight for the crack in the bronze door.

Wu Xiaoxie was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly heard the sound of a fat man gasping in his ears.

The fat man reached out and pointed to the camp of the infantry in the Yin Soldiers.

Wu Xiaoxie looked at it fixedly, and was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

Little brother!

The person wearing tattered armor and moving little by little in the infantry in the direction of the bronze gate turned out to be the little brother!

Among those Yin soldiers who elongated donkey faces and were so ugly that they were unique, the peerless face of the little brother instantly looked good in the sky.

No, that's not the point.

Why is the little brother in those yin soldiers? Could it be that after the disappearance of the main hall of the Spirit Palace, the little brother broke away from the team and accidentally got killed, and then his soul was taken away by these Yin soldiers?

The thing that can lower the little brother, how powerful it is to step on the horse.

Phew, no, no, the little brother's face is still normal, and his walking posture is different from those stiff ghost soldiers, he is still alive.

So is he trying to beat him?

Wu Xiaoye suddenly noticed that the little brother was holding a seal in his right hand, it was a ghost seal!

This guy actually wants to blend in with the Yin soldiers and enter the bronze gate!

tf！！！

Is he crazy?

Wu Xiaoxie subconsciously wanted to get up to stop him, and was just about to open his mouth to call him, when the fat man on the side quickly stuffed his hand into Wu Xiaoxie's mouth.

"Little ......"

A strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, making Wu Xiaoxie sick to his stomach for a while.

Before entering the bronze gate, the little brother in the Yin soldier team seemed to feel something, turned his head to look at Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man, smiled lightly at this side, and stretched out his left index finger to point in one direction.

The moment before turning around, his mouth moved, and looking at the shape of his mouth, it seemed, "Goodbye".

Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man were stunned behind the rocks, watching the little brother's back disappear into the faint blue light.

The ground shook violently, and the gap between the two bronze doors closed in an instant, so fast that people couldn't react.

Wu Xiaoxie sat down on the ground, repeating the scene in his mind, flashing frame by frame like a movie, and the next moment turned into snowflake fragments, piercing into the depths of his mind, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and his body couldn't support it and began to fall backwards.

As soon as the fat man came back to his senses, he saw this scene and was almost half frightened to death.

This is already one poured, if another one is poured, how can the fat man live.

Hurriedly held Wu Xiaoxie's back, slapped Wu Xiaoxie's face, and pinched people, "Innocent, naïve, you must not have an accident, you are going to have an accident, Muyu has to cut me, wake up, wake up."

"Don't pinch, don't pinch." Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and left all his chaotic thoughts behind.

The blue fog gradually dissipated, and sporadic birdsong could be heard at the end of the rift valley in the distance.

The fat man's face changed greatly, and he lifted Wu Xiaoxie up and dragged him towards the crack, "Hurry up, those strange birds have flown back again!"

Wu Xiaoxie patted the fat man's arm and pointed in one direction, "I can't walk, you quickly bring the wooden fish out, let's run over there."

"Are you sure?" The fat man asked.

"Sure." Wu Xiaoxie urged him, "That direction was pointed by the little brother before entering the door, it will definitely not be wrong, we are running out of time."

"Okay."

The fat man responded, quickly ran into the crack, and carried out Zhang Qixun, who was still unconscious.

The two men held each other on, stumbling towards the other side of the rift.

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