The red figure's eyebrows were a little tired, but his eyes flashed with some indistinct light.

"I said a long time ago, you can't escape."

"I just want to run, what do I have to do with you?" Wang Qian said with a nonchalant expression.

Gao Yin suddenly laughed, "Then you might as well struggle a few more times, the desperate look on your face when you struggle to the end and can't struggle must be funny." ”

Listening to Gao Yin's eerie smile and words, Wang Qian frowned, thinking that this bishop was really a group of crazy people, and there were few normal brains.

Gao Yin stared straight at the three people in front of him, trying to see the desperate look on their faces, but he was disappointed.

The excitement was diluted at once, and he was very unhappy.

So he waved his hand in annoyance.

The corpse beside him let out a low roar, and the bones that had been retracted into the body reassembled again, and in a short time, the bone spear and the bone sword came out together.

Wang Qian bowed slightly towards Li Xuankong and said, "Daochang Li, I'm sorry for you." ”

Li Xuankong nodded, stretched out his hand, and took out the wooden sword from the bronze mirror.

Standing on Li Xuankong's side this time, he carefully saw that the wooden sword was slowly pulled out of the bronze mirror on his waist by Li Xuankong, Xu Huan immediately dispelled all his doubts, thinking that he had hidden things in it, but another doubt arose, why could things be stored in the bronze mirror?

Thinking of the formation pattern mentioned by Li Xuankong and Wang Qian earlier, Xu Huan guessed that this was also the effect of the formation pattern?

Li Xuankong and the corpse beast blade met, Wang Qian looked back at the rugged steep slope below and the Qingsong City in front of him, thinking that today's luck is really bad, no, the luck has been extremely bad in the past few months, and when he goes back, he must let those people in the capital do a transfer ceremony for himself.

"Daochang Li can't hold on for long." Wang Qian said.

"Then can we get to Green Pine City?" Xu Huan asked.

"It's not impossible to keep up with the previous speed."

As he spoke, they slowly walked down the mountain.

Because the slope is extremely steep, if they run quickly, it is easy for them to become unstable and roll down, so they can only hold on to the things that can be touched by them, and walk slowly and carefully, and in this case, it will be difficult to reach Green Pine City.

This is an obvious fact.

But they need a way to break the game, so they can't think of following that fact.

Xu Huan seemed to have thought of something, and as he walked, his fingers kept rubbing, as if he was thinking about something that was difficult to make up his mind.

The scene on the steep slope is still in a flat state.

Although Li Xuankong's long-term aura consumption and running plus some injuries were already in a very bad state, but fortunately, although the corpse beast was not very satisfied with the proper characteristics of a creature, it was still a creature, and it was already seriously injured than Li Xuankong, plus he had followed Li Xuankong all the way, and his physical strength was also consumed a lot, so his attack speed was not as fast as before, and it was no longer so powerful.

But Li Xuankong knew very well that his aura was about to be exhausted, but the consumption rate of the corpse beast's physical strength would definitely be less than his own aura consumption rate, and if there was no flow of aura at that time, how could he be its opponent?

Do you really want to use that last pattern?

Just when Li Xuankong had this thought, Xu Huan made up his mind at the same time, and his hands that kept rubbing together finally condensed into fists, stopped, and said softly: "Since we can only escape by running, then let's run." ”

Wang Qian asked, "Why?" ”

Of course, it is not to express why he listens to him, or why he wants to run, but why he can run safely.

"Actually, I'm not sure." Xu Huan was silent for a moment before saying, "You said earlier that the sword was very hard, so I want to try it. ”

"Even if you could roll to the ground from such a high place, could you just fall to your death?"

"If I have to die, I don't want to die at the hands of that person, because ......" Xu Huan lowered his head, as if thinking about something, and then said: "I don't like him very much." ”

Xu Huan said seriously: "Besides, Brother Li is in front of him and fighting for his life, at least we should make some efforts." ”

Wang Qian glanced at him with a vague look of approval, and said with a smile: "Since you think so, then just do it." ”

Xu Huan was in a lot of mood, and he was busy pulling out the black sword from the package, so he naturally didn't notice the vague approval in Wang Qian's eyes.

Xu Huan didn't have much confidence in this matter, and with the mentality that he was about to step into a catastrophe of no return, Xu Huan felt that he had done something less.

So he climbed a few more steps, poked his head out, and smiled, "What are you, Cardinal?" ”

Xu Huan naturally knew that he was a cardinal, and Gao Yin naturally felt that he should know that he was a noble cardinal, so this sentence represented a certain kind of playful and contemptuous attitude.

Gao Yin frowned.

Xu Huan usually thinks about some things, so he is quite cautious when he speaks, but at this time Xu Huan is too lazy to think about this, and said: "You think it's very interesting, but I don't want you to find it interesting, so I'm going to leave soon, so I hope you don't know what to do, and show some expressions that can make me happy." ”

Because he was chased and killed by Gao Yin in the past few days, and today he ran away in embarrassment after being injured in the arm, Xu Huan was very unhappy, he was not a person who was willing to suffer, so he didn't want Gao Yin to be happy.

Gao Yin wanted to say something, but Xu Huan ignored it at all, and turned back to his original position.

Looking down at the bottom of the slope with no end in sight, Xu Huan palpitated slightly, but only for a moment, he forcibly suppressed this thought and tightened his grip on the sword.

Xu Huan took Wang Qian's hand, reminded him, took a deep breath, and began to run down the mountain.

Due to the steep slope, even if you are not careful when walking, the speed will continue to increase, and the feeling of leaning forward is more obvious, as if you are hanging a huge lead block in front of you.

Soon, Xu Huan's body fell forward.

If nothing else, he will be unable to maintain his balance, pull Wang Qian up the slope and fall, and then roll down the slope.

But just to prevent that, he took out the sword.

"If you're really hard, you're going to have to hold on." This thought quickly flashed in Xu Huan's heart, gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and thrust the sword with his back grip into the ground with the impact of the downhill.

The figure was slightly suffocated by this sword, but because the speed of the descent was already extremely fast, it was only temporary, and the figure continued to slide down.

The sword stuck in the ground also tilted with the downward pull of the hand holding the hilt, and then the blade began to cut through the dirt on the ground, sliding as it slid downward.

Previously, Xu Huan's right arm had been cut by the corpse beast and had been severely injured, and at this time, holding the sword, the feeling of the wound tearing began to come, Xu Huan's heart ached, and he almost didn't hold the sword.

But he reacted quickly, gritting his teeth and clenching tightly.

The soil on this steep slope is extremely loose, and the weight of Xu Huan and Wang Qian is superimposed, plus a distance of running, so that this impact force cannot be counteracted, so the two of them continue to slide, and the speed continues to become faster.

At first, Xu Huan could barely use his feet to catch up with the speed of the slide, but later the speed was so fast that he couldn't catch up with his feet, so he simply didn't move his feet, so he kept sliding down in a strange posture.

The fingers holding the hilt of the sword kept rubbing against the hilt, and soon it was red, broken, and oozing blood.

The tearing sensation of the wound on his arm and the hot pain in his fingers came together, Xu Huan gritted his teeth, thinking that he still underestimated the price to be paid for the decline, and in order to endure the pain, he clenched the sword, and scolded vigorously: "Bastard, I really scolded you just now." ”

Wang Qian glanced at him in surprise and said, "It's too late to regret it now." ”

"How far is it?"

Wang Qian looked down and said, "It should be almost there." ”

However, this was a statement to comfort him, because Wang Qian couldn't see the mountain at all, so after a long time, Xu Huan was still slipping.

At this time, Xu Huan was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to speak, and he wanted to let go of his arm several times, and then let go of the sword, but he forcibly held back.

But the price that comes with that is the feeling that the arm is going to be torn.

Xu Huan thought to himself, wouldn't his arm be broken like this?

He even thought that if his arm was broken, he would not have to suffer this kind of torture, and he would work hard until the last moment, and even if he died, he would have no regrets, right?

But it was not his style to die inexplicably like this, so Xu Huan could only grit his teeth and continue to hold back, and the pain in his heart was transmitted to his brain, as if it was not his arm that was torn but began to tear his brain.

So he felt that his consciousness was about to be torn apart, and gradually he began to lose the presence of his arm, and even that feeling began to numb.

It's a scary feeling, because if you don't feel the presence of your arm, what if you let go without your knowledge?

So Xu Huan bit the tip of his tongue to sober himself up, but this didn't seem to be a problem that could be solved by being sober, and he still felt that the existence of his arm was extremely vague.

I couldn't even tell whether I was holding it tightly or loosening it at this time, and I vaguely had the idea of changing my movements to confirm it.

But he resisted the thought, turned his head to stare directly at his fingers, and continued to bite the tip of his tongue meaninglessly.

Due to the long-term decline, the soles of the shoes were constantly rubbed by the ground, and there were faint signs that they could not support it and exploded.

It seems like a thousand years have passed.

Wang Qian said suddenly: "I see the ground." ”

Xu Huan felt a little relaxed, so he seemed to feel that his hand was a little loose.

Xu Huan was stunned, wanting to hold on to the sword again.

But he hadn't let go of his hand before, but this time the thought of holding on to the hilt of the sword turned into a letting go because he couldn't feel his arm.

Xu Huan, who realized that something was wrong, could no longer hold it, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

Then he pulled Wang Qian up the steep slope and tumbled down.

Soon the dust kicked up and stuck to his whole body, his face.

Xu Huan felt as if his eyes, mouth, and body were stuffed with dirt.

Luckily, it was only a short distance from the ground and the steep slope was starting to slow down a bit.

So he and Wang Qian were lucky enough to fall to the ground, and stopped after rolling a few laps by inertia.