"Lao Wang!"

Lin Yi shouted, the barrier knife was unsheathed, and a dragon groan, and he rushed to Wang Qiang with all his strength under his feet.

The blade in his hand was about to fall on the vine, and Lao Wei next to him suddenly opened his eyes.

His neck was twisted to the side, and his dark eyes stared straight at Lin Yi.

As the vines covered by his body loosened layer by layer, Lao Wei stepped on the edge of the pool, and with the help of vines, the whole person hung himself up, as if he was hanging coercion.

Realizing that danger was approaching behind him, Wukong screamed, jumped up from Lin Yi's shoulder, stretched out his claws, and slashed at Lao Wei's eyeballs.

Lao Wei didn't even stretch out his hand to stop him.

Just when Wukong thought he was going to succeed, a vine suddenly flew out from behind Lao Wei, and with a volley, Wukong was knocked to the ground, and then disappeared in an instant.

The spirit monkey let out a miserable cry and got up from the ground, its eyes looking to the left and right, as if looking for what had just hit it.

According to its rate of action, it is no exaggeration to say that it may not be able to dodge other ways of attacking except bullets, and it is impossible to get close to it.

And it is born with a special sense of danger.

Although there have been two mistakes in this cave, perhaps it is related to the long absence from the sky, the turbid air, and the previous mild poisoning.

The blow he received just now was obviously unexpected.

Although it failed to hit Lao Wei this time, it bought Lin Yi time.

The cold light of the blade flickered, and the fierce wind had already cut them off before it could touch the vines.

Wang Qiang fell to the ground with a "bang", rolled his eyes, and viscous saliva flowed out of his mouth and nose, and lay on the ground for a long time, then coughed a few times, began to roll on the ground a few times, and then immediately lay on the ground with both hands and feet and vomited wildly.

"How are you, Lao Wang?"

Wang Qiang stretched out his hand and swung it twice, and began to vomit again.

Lao Wei had already come behind Lin Yi at this time, and he was about to pinch his neck.

How could Lin Yi give him this opportunity, the "Erlang Danshan" move was erected, and suddenly lowered his body, Lao Wei pounced, but he grabbed his ankle with one hand, clamped his neck with the other, and with all his strength, he directly lifted Lao Wei horizontally above his head.

He knew in his heart that Lao Wei was now unconscious, and he did these things involuntarily, so naturally he didn't make a dead move.

But Lao Wei was struggling desperately to break free from his shackles.

"Lao Wang, hurry up and help when you come back! I tied him with a rope. ”

Wang Qiang lay on the ground, nodded hard, supported his body with his hands and feet, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, walked over under his feet, and took out a tray of umbrella ropes.

"Bang!" With a bang, Lin Yi pushed Lao Wei's whole person to the ground, and the weight of his whole body pressed on him.

Lao Wei didn't say a word, the green tendons on his temples burst out, and he was trying his best to break free.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang picked up the rope and sat on Lao Wei's back with a strong buttocks.

"You take it easy, don't break the old man's waist."

"I almost strangled me to death just now, even if I don't pick a girl's tendons, even if I give him face."

Seeing that he had recovered enough to be able to quarrel with himself, Lin Yi was also a lot more relieved.

The two of them worked together to tie Lao Wei like a zongzi with a rope, and they didn't forget to stuff a ball of vines into their mouths, saving him from biting his tongue.

Finally dealt with Lao Wei, Jin Pengfei and Xiao Liu on the other side escorted Qian Sheng, and Bai Lu and Wu Jingshan appeared in this stone room.

"Old Jin? How about the three of you?"

Wang Qiang couldn't help but lose his voice.

"Brother Qiang, it's okay if you're okay, we're all right, the purpose of the two of them is to escort the three of us here, and they didn't embarrass us on the way."

"Do you have any communication on the road?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison.

"If you can't listen to a person's words, it's like losing your soul, no matter how you say it, you won't respond."

"That's weird"

"Strange fart, there's enough evil here, do you see the vines around here? These things just now were directly pestled in my mouth, in my nostrils, and almost suffocated me to death, which was really worse than a gastroscopy. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Qiang couldn't help retching again.

Jin Pengfei and Xiao Liu Muran pushed the three of them to Lin Yi and Wang Qiang.

Completely ignoring the old Wei who was tied up like a dumpling behind them, the two walked slowly to the pool, leaning against the wall, and the vines around them began to cover the two of them little by little.

"Why? Why do you have to hang me up when you are here? This entrance is so open, aren't you afraid that we will slip away? ”

Wang Qiang was just about to take a step towards the exit, and a wrist-thick vine above his head was like a whip, slamming hard in front of his toes, the force was enough to pierce the golden cracked stone, if it was on his body, the comminuted fracture would definitely not be able to escape.

"No wonder, damn, waiting for Lao Tzu here?"

He retracted his steps in a huff.

The five of them leaned together, holding the fire fold in their hands to carefully examine the surrounding situation.

The dense vines are intertwined and cover the entire stone chamber, and each vine seems to be an independent life form, with the ability to perceive, and can attack and defend.

The semi-circular pool seems to be where its roots reside, and the entire pool is completely occupied.

The most incredible thing is that the stone tablets around this pool are engraved with dense characters, from Huaxia, Daozhuan, Yenisai and Xianbei.

Needless to say, Huaxia Wen and Dao Seal are self-explanatory.

Yenisei is a script used in the eastern Turkic states.

Xianbei script is the script used by the Northern Wei Dynasty and later Tuyuhun.

Although there are a large number of words on the inscription, and the types of words are numerous, the content is not coherent, and there is no correlation between words and sentences, whether it is read horizontally or vertically, it cannot be read.

Lin Yi and Qian Sheng studied for a while, but they still didn't come up with a reason.

"What did the three of them put so much effort into bringing us here?"

"I don't know, how did the three of them become like this, we don't know. Now I can't communicate with them at all, you say."

Wang Qiang suffered the loss of this vine just now, and now he is holding back his anger and has nowhere to vent.

Jin Pengfei, his friend with a temper against him, became a walking corpse like he fell for some kind of evil art.

Now I can't figure out a clue for a while, and my heart suddenly bursts into flames.

"Damn, if you want me to say, just dig up its roots, and let Lao Tzu see what unsightly things are buried under it!"

As he spoke, he picked up his tooth axe and slashed at the roots of the entrenched vines in the pool.

Who would have thought, as soon as his hand was raised, he was firmly wrapped around his wrist by a vine flying above his head, and he couldn't move.

Another thin vine slowly stretched up to the stele like a creeper.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and pulled everyone back.

But after climbing on the stele for a while, the top of the vine dropped its branches on top of the two words:

"Lucky Meeting" (End of Chapter)