Mu Chun only relied on the obsession in his heart, and it was he who stumbled out of this section of the tunnel, as if he had entered an underground palace - the inside was resplendent and brilliant, and it didn't look like this ordinary underground palace at all.

Only the prosperous palace in front of him did not enter Mu Chun's eyes, there was only a faint light in front of him in his eyes, but it drove him to keep moving forward.

Although he was poisoned, maybe if he was given some more time, he would be able to sober up on his own, but there are so many coincidences in the world, and there are not so many ifs.

When Mu Chun woke up, he found that he was already in a dark room, and there was not the slightest light in the four corners, nor the breath of the second person—whether he was in the underground palace or out of the scope of the underground palace could not be easily determined.

His hands and feet were tied to the chair, Mu Chun secretly carried his internal breath, and found that he couldn't use any internal strength, so he retracted the strength in his hand, and he didn't have the slightest strength, and in the meridians, there was even more residual poison rampant, so that he couldn't restrain his internal breath.

He sank down, and felt the shackles between his hands and feet, waiting for the movement of his master—who was it, and what he wanted.

With the passage of time, but no one appeared for a long time, Mu Chun was faintly anxious in his heart, one was worried about his situation, and the other was even more anxious about Wei Linlang's place. And he couldn't use his hands and feet, and his heart was horizontal: he couldn't wait so passively.

Thinking like this, Mu Chun went out and shouted, "Is there anyone?"

As soon as he heard the sound of rustling outside the wall.

Mu Chun's ears were even more accessible in the dark, that is, he heard about three or four people coming from outside, or saying: He is awake, go and tell the master...... Words like that.

Later, one person was heard leaving in a hurry, and the other two or three remained outside.

It was better to probe their details, Mu Chun asked out loud: "The young man outside, but your master has detoxified the poison for him?"

When the people outside heard Mu Chun's voice, they were obviously a little panicked, and after a while, someone spoke up and said, "Mr. Mu, I waited for you to feed you some antidotes, and you have to wait for the master to ......."

The man was halfway through his speech when he was intercepted by his companion: "Mr. Mu, don't worry, the master is here." ”

When Mu Chun heard this, he already knew something faintly, and he didn't say anything more, just waiting for their master to arrive.

When he was young, he heard the footsteps coming in a hurry, and he whispered with those people outside, and Mu Chun knew from it: their master's situation is not very good, and he thinks that he can't come over for a while, so they must put Mu Chun in prison.

After some time like this, someone sent some water to Mu Chun on the way, fed him and left after drinking.

It was also while the man opened the door to come in and out, Mu Chun understood that he was still in the underground palace, and even in Wu Lao's residence - those few were not Wu Lao's medicine boys.

After the man left the closed door, the darkness returned to the place again, and Mu Chun simply closed his eyes: he didn't know what Wu Lao's intention was.

Song Yuer!

Mu Chunteng opened his eyes: since he trapped himself here, wouldn't it be unfavorable to Song Yu'er.

Mu Chunmeng wanted to stand up, but his hands and feet were tied, so that he could not leave the chair, he struggled again, how could he be weak in his hands and feet, and even the dantian residual poison forced him to stop.

This toss made Mu Chun completely out of strength, if it weren't for the hands and feet being tied, he would almost have to spread it on the chair.

After a while, Mu Chun broke out in a cold sweat again.

As soon as this cold sweat came out, heat slowly grew in the dantian, and those residual poisons seemed to be discharged along with the cold sweat, and there was no trace at this time.

When he arrived at the place where the internal breath circulated the meridians of his hands and feet, Mu Chun didn't have time to spend any more time exercising and pranayama, and this was to improve his luck and break the rope that bound his hands and feet.

He broke free of the rope and stood up immediately, but as soon as he stood up, the trance came again, and his feet were like stepping on the clouds—not real.

Mu Chun knew in his heart that this must be due to the poisoning of the early Qing Dynasty, and he couldn't care about these at this time, so he stepped on it with one foot, but he didn't want to step on it with one foot, and the whole person fell straight down in a flicker.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether this was real or his own hallucination, and when the pain of his whole body falling to the ground came with a bang, he knew that there was a different cave here, and another world.

He touched his waist again with his right hand - it was empty, and he went out in a hurry, and he went out without a scimitar.

At this time, I only blame myself for being careless and not being able to carry a weapon at all times. The top priority is that he has to go out quickly, so as to make sure that Song Yu'er and them are okay.

Mu Chun stood up from this point on, this place was extremely open, but there was no light, it was the passage where he fell, and it was closed at this time. And Mu Chun estimated that it was very high here, and if there was no other thing to borrow, it would be extremely difficult to reach it with light work.

Under the darkness, Mu Chun couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, only up and down, left and right, front and back, he was exploring in the dark, but after walking seven or eight steps, he still did not reach the end, and he wondered in his heart: It was so empty.

Then he took another seven or eight steps, and then he came to the edge.

It's just that it's not like the authentic underground palace is made of bricks and stones, but it's an authentic stone wall. Mu Chun groped along the wall again, this place should have been hollowed out of the ground!

Mu Chun determined the location here by intuition, walked around the stone wall again, and returned to the original place: this place was indeed chiseled by the day after tomorrow, and there was no other exit, but he was afraid that he could only return the same way from the place where he fell.

In the process of his stone wall, he kicked and stepped on some stones from time to time, and he didn't care at first, but at this moment, Mu Chun knew that he didn't have a way to go out for a while, so he was thinking about it in the dark.

I pondered it, but I was shocked: what kind of stone is this, it is clearly the bones of a dead man!

Mu Chun carefully put the white bone in his hand back into the distance, and he was offended again.

After doing this, Mu Chun leaned against the stone wall and sat down: I don't know what this ghost place is for, why are there so many dead people, and why do they die in this place.

Mu Chun couldn't help but think of the stone room full of dead people, only those people were either just dead or rotting, but it was not like this one who had been dead for several years or even more than ten years - there was no smell.

These are not what Mu Chun can figure out, he is sitting under the stone wall, not sitting dry, and starting to exercise cross-legged, is to recover his strength, and try to get out the same way - he can't sit still here.