After coming to the fifth layer, the three of them, including Su Mo, were silent.

Under the light of the flashlight, there are only four words that can describe it, that is, it is miserable.

This level, as far as their eyes could see, was full of corpses, and many of them had begun to turn into pools of blood.

These people are all members of the Huo family, and at a glance, none of them survived.

The three of them endured the stench to check, but they couldn't find anyone alive.

Wu Xie's eyes were red, his whole mind was blank, and an indescribable emotion blocked his chest, almost suffocating him to death.

"Zhang Qiling!"

"Fatty!"

"Master Hu!"

Wu Xie roared, Zhang Qiling was not found in these corpses, and he did not see the fat man.

"Grandma Huo!"

Xie Xiaohua seemed to have discovered something, her face turned pale, and she screamed.

I saw Mrs. Huo lying in the middle, her skin was getting whiter and frightening, and the corpse spots on her face had appeared, describing it as withered.

"One more breath!"

Xie Xiaohua shouted, "Master, there is still a breath, Grandma Huo still has a breath..."

Su Mo squatted down and checked Mrs. Huo's physical condition, frowning, "The situation is not optimistic!" ”

"Master..."

Xie Xiaohua was shocked, "Save Grandma Huo, she is going to die, how should I explain to Xiuxiu!" ”

“……”

Su Mo didn't say anything, but took out a few thin needles and pierced them into several important acupuncture points in Mrs. Huo's head.

According to the development of the plot in the original book, Mrs. Huo had already died in the Zhangjia Ancient Building at this time, but this time there was Lao Hu and Zhang Yingju, and Mrs. Huo did not die tragically in the Zhangjia Ancient Building.

However, the situation is grim, and Mrs. Huo's injuries are still not optimistic.

All the fine needles were submerged into Mrs. Huo's brain, but Mrs. Huo still didn't react.

Fate!

Su Mo sighed, pulled out the thin needle, and pierced into the other acupuncture points separately, this time, Huo Xiangu opened her eyes.

"Wu Xie... Little Flower..."

"Grandma Huo, it's me, I'm Xiaohua!"

Xie Xiaohua cried with joy, but Su Mo's face was tense, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Huo Xiangu said in disbelief, "I'm still alive? I'm alive? ”

Su Mo shook his head, "No, you are no longer alive, I used the secret method to induce the last breath in your body, and you can live for a maximum of two weeks, during which there is no trace of pain..."

Su Mo still borrowed the secret technique of the master of the Wang family, although Mrs. Huo is alive, but she is only a living dead, at most ten days, which leaves the old lady a chance to explain the future.

"Ten days..."

Mrs. Huo smiled, "10 days is enough, these 10 days are all picked up, Su Ye's great kindness, my Huo Xiangu can only report it in the next life..."

“……”

The atmosphere in the stadium was a bit gloomy.

"There... The fat man is here!"

Wu Xie's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was a compartment on the ceiling above, and then he saw the largest figure, looking at the figure... It's Wang Yueban, that's right.

The upper compartment is a small dark room in Style Lei, Old Lady Huo should be very familiar with the structure of Style Lei, the dark room above can't squeeze so many people, but Wang Yueban didn't just care about running for his life, and left Old Lady Huo and the people below.

So the poisonous gas must have come too quickly, and Mrs. Huo didn't have time to escape for her life.

"I'll go up!"

Su Mo grabbed Wu Xie, stepped on the light work, and jumped up, while Xiaohua carried Mrs. Huo on her back.

In this dark pavilion, in addition to Wang Yueban, there were several people who were also hiding in the corner, curled up in their clothes.

Their clothes were covered with white powder, and there were several holes in them, but they didn't seem to have broken into the skin, and they were wrapped in layers of clothing.

Looking at Wang Yueban again, I saw him lying there motionless.

"Fatty!"

“……”

There is no echo.

Wu Xie's heart suddenly hung up, he stepped forward, and when he turned the person over, the whole person was so sad that he couldn't speak.

"Is this fat?"

When Wu Xie turned the fat man's body, Xie Xiaohua also climbed up with Mrs. Huo on her back.

The fat man was turned over by Wu Xie, his face was tightly wrapped, and at this moment, Wu Xie was also a little unsure whether this was Wang Yueban.

Wu Xie's heart was so confused that he didn't dare to tear it open, Xiaohua reached out and tore off the wet cloth on his face, and saw Wang Yue lying there half-quietly, her face was pale and there was no trace of blood.

"Fatty!"

Wu Xie was frightened, and shook Wang Yunban's body vigorously, but he didn't react at all, "Master Su! Take a look..."

In front of Su Mo were several human figures wrapped in cloth, almost like fat people, and they wrapped all the fabric around themselves.

Su Mo tore off his clothes with his hands, revealing the face of the stuffy oil bottle, and then he tore off the other packages, and found that it was Lao Hu, Zhang Yingyu, and Wang Kaixuan.

Seeing the three of them, Su Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Su..."

Wu Xie walked over, "Look at the fat man..."

Seeing Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie's face was shocked, "Little brother..."

Su Mo came to Wang Yueban's side, and then stretched out his hand from Wang Yueban's neck to his chest, using the power of his blood to open his breath.

After a while, Wang Yueban's chest rose and fell obviously, and she finally resumed normal breathing.

The person is alive, but Wu Xie, who was immersed in the sadness of Zhang Qiling's "death", didn't notice it at all, he looked at the stuffy oil bottle, and the whole person was confused.

"You are such a powerful person, I never thought that you would die, let alone die on the territory of your own family!"

Wu Xie couldn't believe that all this was true, he never thought that Zhang Qiling would really die.

Now that he suddenly encountered this kind of result, he only felt infinitely uncomfortable, and the person was just gone, which made it difficult for him to accept.

"Fatty, little brother, why didn't you hold on and wait for us to come?"

Wu Xie was muttering and muttering to himself, and suddenly, he saw Zhang Qiling's eyelids jump, and then, Zhang Qiling's hand seemed to be moving.

“……”

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and after a blank and brief confusion in his head, he shouted: "Little brother's corpse has changed!"

Xiaohua said, "You're just a corpse, hurry up and come over to help!"

“……”

Seeing that Wu Xie was still standing there in a trance, Xiaohua said angrily, "They didn't die..."

Wu Xie's head slammed again, he stretched out his hand and put it under the nose of the stuffy oil bottle, and sure enough, he felt some breathing, although he was angry, but it did mean that Zhang Qiling was still alive.

Wu Xie suddenly smiled, wiped his eyes, "Little brother!"

The breathing of the stuffy oil bottle was finally more obvious, and he was able to open his eyes slightly, but he closed them quickly, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

At this time, Naivety found that there were some blood stains around the little brother, and then looked at the blood wound on the little brother's wrist.

Su Mo said, "They actually used bloodletting to ensure that the demand for body functions was reduced, and the little brother passed the turtle breathing method, so that he could persist until now!" ”

As he spoke, Su Mo woke up Chaos, Lao Hu, Zhang Yingyu, and others one by one.

(End of chapter)