Xian Chenzi was shocked, he never expected that Murong Zhao would sneak attack him without saying a word.

Murong Zhao was an excellent warrior, born with a wolf-like intuition and insight, and of course knew that the most easily paralyzed moment for the enemy was when the battle had just begun. At this point they are not fully in the state, so they are not reacting and focused.

This kind of negligence is nothing to the average person, but it can often cause fatal injuries on the occasion of a master's move.

Murong Zhao would never let go of such an opportunity.

The single knife stabbed at the fine dust with a sharp whistle, like a shining wolf's fang. Xian Chenzi was shocked and hurriedly covered up, pulling out one silk thread after another to form a net, which barely blocked the attack.

However, Murong Zhao had to make inches. He immediately leaned down, and at the same time, the blade of the knife was raised, and he made a move to raise the fire to the sky and run to the neck of the slender dust. These two moves are more dangerous than the other, and Xian Chenzi has no power to parry, so he can only continue to dodge.

Murong Zhao was secretly happy in his heart, and thought: My third move will end your life!

It turned out that the three tricks were his family heirlooms, and they were called the three-star moon attack. The essence of cracking this trick is to advance without retreating. When the first move is made, if you don't dodge, you can rise to the top, and maybe there is a chance to turn defeat into victory.

But if you take half a step back, you will be defeated step by step, and then die from this miraculous trick.

Sure enough, Murong Zhao only used two knives to force Xian Chenzi into a corner. He held up the steel knife in the air, and as long as the knife was inserted into the chest of the Slim Dust, the winner and the loser were the winners.

However, Murong Zhao was just about to take a step, but his feet were suddenly tripped up. He looked down and saw that his legs and body were covered with thin silver threads. Their power, though slight, is enormous.

It was precisely because of their entanglement that Murong Zhao's movements were much slower out of thin air.

Murong Zhao shook his arm impatiently, but the silk thread swayed lightly with the wind, but it couldn't be shaken off. Murong Zhao said coldly: "What is this? Could it be that your weapon is not successful? It's really fucking weak! Boy, my next move will kill you." ”

Xian Chenzi wiped the sweat on his forehead, his eyes burst out with extreme resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Murong Zhao, you dog thief actually attacked me, do you still have the slightest shame as a martial artist?"

Murong Zhao said: "Who attacked secretly? Lao Tzu waited for you to finish the rules before moving, don't you accept it?"

This sentence is the truth, and Xian Chenzi was speechless for a while.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "It doesn't matter, whatever you say." Anyway, you're already dying, and you can only be arrogant for a while at most. ”

Murong Zhao smiled: "You want my life with a few rotten silks, what about dreams?"

This time, it was Xian Chenzi's turn to laugh: "Don't be so arrogant, try to see if you can still move?"

"Of course I ......" Murong Zhao didn't finish his words, but he was shocked in his heart, because he found that he couldn't move at all. The silk threads that had been soft grew strong and bound him firmly.

He asked in a deep voice, "What the hell is this?"

"Spider silk, of course. Xian Chenzi said: "It's just an improved variety that I have carefully cultivated." You see how gentle they are, like works of art. However, even if you pull with the greatest force in the world, and chop with the sharpest knife, you will not hurt it in the slightest. ”

Murong Zhao secretly made three moves in a row, but his body didn't move, but his sweat came down. He was shocked and angry, for the struggle had caused the silk to shrink even tighter, and his room for movement had been reduced again.

Fiber Dust had clearly expected this outcome. He said proudly: "Murong Zhao, do you know whose home field this is now? I have to admit that you are indeed very experienced, and it also scared me." But you are still just an ordinary person, and you don't understand the true way of yin and yang.

Lao Tzu said that the softest in the world is the hardest in the world. I've heard that water drops through stones, but can anyone draw a knife to cut off the water?

He was boasting triumphantly, but he heard the bad wind in his ears. When he raised his eyes, it was Murong Zhao who threw the single knife in his hand as a javelin.

Xian Chenzi didn't have time to turn his head, let alone dodge, and froze in place.

However, Murong Zhao was bound by spider silk and lost his head in his hand. The knife flew past Tinchenzi's sideburns, striking the stone wall behind him with a thud, knocking down a large piece of rubble before falling to the ground.

Xian Chenzi's face turned pale with fright, and he pointed at Murong Zhao: "You...... You ......" but couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Murong Zhao laughed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I couldn't cut you with one sword!"

"Okay!" Xian Chenzi's face was fierce: "The surname is Murong, I could have given you a good time." But since you're like this, don't blame me for being vicious!" With that, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and thousands of strands of spider silk were released, sticking to Murong Zhao's face.

Murong Zhao shook his head left and right, but unfortunately it was in vain, and he couldn't move at all after only a few clicks.

Xian Chenzi picked up the single knife and said with a smile: "Do you want to be suffocated to death, or do you want to be killed by me?"

Murong Zhao's eyes emitted a beast-like light, and he whined a few times, which definitely didn't sound like a good thing.

Xian Chenzi's face sank, completely sealing his mouth and nose.

He originally wanted to stab Murong Zhao to death with a knife, but this warrior should not be underestimated. Now that the victory is in hand, the best way is nothing else, but to wait patiently and wait for the enemy to suffocate to death. In order to hunt, spiders can often wait for several days. It's the same with Slim Dust, he's very patient.

Asphyxiation is a very cruel way to die - pain is secondary, the main thing is that it will make people suffer the panic and helplessness that goes deep into the bone marrow. When the air in one's lungs is squeezed out little by little, no one can bear that kind of despair.

In order to be able to completely suffocate Murong Zhao, Xian Chenzi added several layers of spider silk to seal Murong Zhao's head and face tightly, almost forming a white ball.

After a while, Murong Zhao's whole body twitched uncontrollably, becoming more and more violent and crazy. However, the moment he reached the peak, his entire body suddenly seemed to be drained of his soul, and after trembling a few times, he stopped all movements.

Slim Dust smiled. He'd seen countless people suffocating to death, and they were all like that.

Murong Zhao saw that he was dead, but Xian Chenzi was still not at ease.

Suddenly, he whistled, an eerie tune. However, it is not difficult to hear from the voice that Xian Chenzi is proud and happy in his heart. Some people do good deeds and are happy, but this person is quick to kill.

By the time he finished humming the song slowly, Murong Zhao's limbs had become stiff, and there was no sign of recovery at all.

Xian Chenzi smiled and said to himself, "Okay, it seems that I did think too much. As I said just now, this Murong Zhao is just an ordinary person. ”

After that, he walked to Murong Zhao's side with a single knife, and only by making up the last few knives on the enemy could he feel at ease.

This is a contest between life and death, and it is not too prudent to be cautious.

Xian Chenzi slowly raised the knife and was about to slash downward, but suddenly found that the blade of the knife lit up.

It's not a big deal, the blade is inherently reflective. But Xianchenzi was suddenly stunned. He said to himself, "What's the matter, why am I so upset? What happened?"

His heart was beating faster involuntarily, and the blood was spreading from his brain to his limbs, a sign that his body was ready to flee. However, what puzzled him was that at this time, he had the upper hand, and could even be said to have won, why did he feel so uneasy?

Xian Chenzi looked left and right suspiciously, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, don't care, make up a few knives!" After that, he took a deep breath and slashed the single knife with a loud shout.

However, at this moment, he heard the sound of laughter coming from the cocoon wrapped in layers of spider silk. The laughter, though weak, was so cold that it made people shudder.

Xian Chenzi was shocked, this person is not dead, how is this possible? No matter who has been holding their breath for so long, they should already be dead.

I only heard Murong Zhao say: "It's ridiculous to want to kill me with just a few spider silks." Let me tell you, there is a kung fu called turtle breath gong in the rivers and lakes, which can make people enter a state of suspended animation. During this time, he had no heartbeat, no pulse, and everything was like a dead man. After a period of time, when people come back to life, everything is still the same as ordinary people. In other words, you are delusional about suffocating me, that is impossible to achieve!"

Xian Chenzi finally realized that he had been tricked hard. But having said that, the current situation is still that Xian Chenzi has the upper hand, and Murong Zhao has no chance of winning.

Xian Chenzi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll see if it's your neck is hard or this knife is hard!"

Murong Zhao suddenly sneered: "Xian Chenzi, you are defeated." ”

"What?"

Murong Zhao said: "You lost to your own hesitation and over-cautiousness. I have no power to resist when the turtle breathes, as long as you lightly cut my neck, you can be a hundred. However, you are afraid of the risks, of my counterattack, so you choose what seems to be the safest thing to do - suffocate me to death. You thought you made the choice, but I saw through your weaknesses and led you to do it step by step. ”

Xian Chenzi felt a cold sweat run down his cheeks.

Murong Zhao continued: "My sword didn't miss, because it wasn't aimed at you, my target was the stone wall behind you. ”

"What's wrong with the stone wall?" Slim Dust turned his head suddenly, only to see a thin moonlight shining through the gap in the stone wall. What the blade reflected just now was its light.

Murong Zhao had been calculating—including the speed of the moon's rise, the direction of the stone wall. He had been holding back, but the moonlight had not yet shone through the transparent dome of the palace.

And now the moon has risen.

Xian Chenzi suddenly understood something, and was shocked, so he pulled his legs and ran.

Murong Zhao sneered behind his back.

The moonlight shone directly on Murong Zhao's hands, and his nails grew longer and longer, as hard as steel. It's a huge wolf claw.

Murong Zhao ripped off the spider silk on his body and face - in front of absolute power, everything that is soft and rigid is.

He said, "Boy, do you have any last words?"

Xian Chenzi's face turned pale with fright, and he said breathlessly: "I...... I surrender, don't kill me!"

"Surrender?" Murong Zhao sneered: "Unfortunately, I don't recognize these two words." Besides, you know that I am a wolf, and wolves have never liked to keep their mouths alive......"

With that, the huge claws swung down fiercely. Blood splattered, and the dust slumped to the ground after a few grunts.

The bright red blood gradually turned green, and eight legs slowly grew on the body of the slender dust, it turned out that he was a spider monster transformation, no wonder he was handy with spider silk, far better than ordinary people.

Murong Zhao suddenly felt dizzy, although he said it beautifully, he was still seriously injured. Not breathing for so long has actually pushed him to the limit.

But in any case, he won after all. Murong Zhao looked at the hourglass underground, and the last grain of sand could be dropped. He sneered, smashed the hourglass with one foot, and jumped out along the passage.

The candlelight flickered in the main hall, there was no one, and the queen did not know where to go.

A cold wind blew in through the cracks in the dome, and the moonlight poured down. Murong Zhao was bathed in the moonlight, his long hair, claws, and fangs growing rapidly, and in a few moments, he was transformed into a real beast.

He stared around with blood-red eyes, and suddenly seemed to smell something, three verticals and two verticals, and disappeared into the darkness.

On the other hand, Li Zhan and Miyuki quietly head underground.

Dense canes blocked their way, but they did not dare to use spells, let alone cut directly with knives, because excessive movements would wake up the sleeping baby. They could only cautiously slip through the gaps.

Every step forward is difficult.

The light was extremely dim, and it was impossible to read lips, so the two could only write and communicate with each other in the palm of their hands. The vines around them were getting denser and denser, blocking them like walls, and they had no way to go any further.

Li Yan sighed and wrote, "There is no way. ”

However, Miyuki waved her hand at him gently. The vines are regularly arranged, crisscrossing like fine threads, and the thickest and strongest vines stand like majestic guards. It's a thorny baby, and it's also a throne underground.

The baby must be nearby.

But if you want to move forward, you have to cross the rattan, and Li Yan didn't know what to do for a while.

But I saw Miyuki take out a spirit rune, and recited a few spells, and the spirit rune suddenly emitted a bright glimmer, and at the same time turned into powder and spread like snowflakes.

Li Yan waited for its miraculous effect, but the time of a stick of incense passed, and nothing happened.

Li Yan wrote on Miyuki's hand, "What's the matter?"

Miyuki only replied with one word: "Wait." ”

Unconsciously, Li Yan suddenly felt a little cold. I don't know when the temperature in the air began to drop.

You must know that this is underground, and for the roots to grow so thick, the environment must be warm and humid. But now the surroundings are indeed gradually getting colder, and the breath exhaled by Li Yan has turned into a cloud of white mist.

Li Yan suddenly came to his senses and looked at Miyuki, but saw Miyuki looking at him slyly. That's exactly what the rune just used to do.

It is natural for plants to become dormant when they encounter low temperatures. But I saw the ice flower quickly spread out among the vines, drawing a silver-white picture. The rattans all hung their heads.

After another moment, the agitation in the tunnels stopped, and only even breathing remained, and the vines were already asleep.

Li Yan asked cautiously, "Can you speak?"

Miyuki said, "Of course. They won't wake up for a moment. But we still have to speed up, and every moment of delay increases the danger. ”

"But it's like a jungle here, how are we going to find that baby?" asked Li Yan.

Miyuki squatted down, looked carefully for a moment, and said, "If you follow the vein, you will definitely find it." I've discovered his secret. ”