Chapter 127

The expression on Qu An's old face looked very ugly, it was a devastated sadness. For Qu An, Lu Jianyan has been with him for decades, and he has followed Qu An since Lu Jianyan was more than ten years old.

Lu Jianyan was ambitious at a young age, even if he was only a teenager Lu Jianyan, he saw Qu An's lofty ambitions and ambitions at a glance, and at the same time he also knew that Qu An was the most capable person he had ever met. Now Lu Jianyan only felt very tired, and he really wanted to get a good night's sleep.

"If the old man doesn't promise you, see if there are lights on the walls on both sides? The old man's vaporized face will soon be sucked through, and your death will be meaningless at that time. Qu An helped Lu Jianping to walk forward, and he didn't have much qi left, at most he would make three or four more faces.

Lu Jianyan stopped, pressed the wall with one hand and said: "Qu Gong, I am a three-year-old child, although I am not a person who practices martial arts, I also have a certain amount of qi, when I fainted before, this lamp absorbs the qi on my face, as long as I put my hand close to this lamp, the first thing to suck is the qi in my hand!"

"See... Seeing the words..."Qu An's old tears were full of tears, he couldn't deceive Lu Jianyan, who had followed him for many years, and he couldn't stop a person who begged for death.

"Don't leave it at that, Qu Gong. Lu Jianyan's vision was already a little blurry, and he was holding on with perseverance.

Qu An hung tears and touched Lu Jianyan's face with a trembling hand, and then turned around and left. Qu An didn't look back, because he couldn't see Lu Jianyan anymore when he turned around, he could only see Lu Jianyan who looked the same as himself.

Sometimes a turn is permanent, and Lu Jianyan sent Qu An away.

"I'm so tired... How do you get tired more and more when you walk... Well... Let's take a break..."Bai Xiyue was already tired and panting, as if the road under his feet was not a flat road, but an unattainable mountain road.

Wei Shujin wiped the sweat from his forehead, which was no better than the weight-bearing training he had in the barracks back then.

"If I go on like this, I won't get out of the labyrinth yet, so I'll die of exhaustion here..."Fan Shijin looked ahead, it was still pitch black, and then looked behind him, he was also endless.

A dark environment is far more likely to get lost than a light environment, and well-lit places can be discerned by the characteristics of the surrounding environment, while poorly lit places are more likely to get lost and fall into deep fear due to the limited line of sight.

Fan Shijin and the others didn't even remember how many intersections they turned, how long they walked, and what the route was. One is that the surroundings are too dark, and the other is that the gas lamps are constantly sucking their gas.

If a person's qi is depleted, the next thing to consume is the physical body.

"Let's rest, I'm afraid that if you go any further, you may be in danger of losing your life..."Uncle Wei walked all the way and found that the ruthless people were lying on both sides of the road, these people were the people who had just been at the banquet, it seemed that they were trapped in the maze before they escaped from the main hall.

"Indeed, as Brother Wei said, this person lying on the ground is a lesson for us..."Liu Cong has been helping his father run errands since he was a child, and he has nothing to say in terms of physical strength, not to mention that the group in the maze did not run to find the exit, even so, Liu Cong was already so tired that he couldn't breathe.

As for Fan Shijin and Xiong Jingchong, the two were so tired that they didn't want to take another step. Xiao Wu beside the two of them had a calm and breezy look, but he was panting very quickly, but compared to a few adults, he was much better.

Xiao Wu's actions aroused Wei Shujin's curiosity, and he stepped forward and asked, "Is the kid really not tired?"

Xiao Wu shook his head and said, "Of course I'm tired..."

Uncle Wei looked at Xiao Wu suspiciously, and recalled the picture of a few people walking all the way just now, this Xiao Wu is walking in the middle of everyone, so the breath is consumed relatively little, which means that the closer to the position of the lamp, the faster the breath is consumed. Uncle Wei thought like this, and then said to everyone: "The closer the gas lamp on the wall is to it, the faster this gas will be consumed. In the middle of Xiaowu Station, I went to the outermost with Liu Cong and Bai Xiyue. ”

"Brother Wei, this can't be done, this road is not spacious originally, and we are divided into the middle and outside, isn't this to press your head on the fire to roast?"

"So... As you said, this road is not wide, if we become a long snake, every lamp will be lit, it will undoubtedly drag us to death, it is better to squeeze together, and how many can live is a few. ”

"Well..."

Bai Xiyue reluctantly agreed to Wei Shujin's approach, those who survived may still have a chance to save people, if they all die, there is no possibility of survival.

"How is it?, has the envoy of Shu come out?" asked the Impressionist.

The subordinate quickly looked at the piece of paper, and then said, "No..."

"Damn Yubunsuke, do you want me to be lit to death by this lamp?" The Impressionist clenched his fists, he wanted to punch through the wall, and then pull out Yubunsuke, but it was impossible.

"Chief, what is the matter now?" asked the man.

"We need to readjust our positioning, and stand on the periphery with the best physical preservation, and come to the middle with the most energy. "Once the Impressionist consciousness is attached to the enemy, it is able to eavesdrop on their conversations.

Yu Wenfu's side is chasing Qu An with all their might, and in his own labyrinth, the people who can run around are afraid that there will be no one else except himself. Halfway through, Yu Wenfu stopped to detect Qu An's information, and after he seemed to have met someone, he stopped in one place. Qu An's physical strength was already exhausted, so he quickly captured it. Yu Wenfu said to the black-clothed subordinate beside him.

"Yes!" the man in black followed closely around Yubunsuke.

On their way to meet the Impressionists, the other group of men in black has a spell cast by Yubunsuke, so they will not be harmed by the gas lamp when they move through the labyrinth, but their vision will not be very good.

Qu An found a random person in the corridor of the labyrinth, and then changed him into the appearance of "Lu Jianyan", and then changed himself into the appearance of this person, and finally found a place with a lot of people to lie down. He just needs to wait quietly before he has a chance to escape. The dust has settled on this incident, he regrets not listening to Lu Jianyan's advice, if he quietly comes with a large army, or finds a reason to let some people return to the court, I believe that he Qu Gong will not fall here.

"Yo hoo hoo, this is tricky. "The Impressionists and the Men in Black have met.

"Hurry up and grab it, or don't blame me for being polite!" said the leader of the man in black, pointing at the Impressionists.

"Your presence here means that this road either leads to the outside, or you can find Yu Wensuke!" The Impressionists are already very sure, Yu Wenfu must be not far away.

"Hmph! Let's wait for me to get over here!" the black-clad leader stepped out, and the figure pressed against the wall, and then slashed at it.

This knife was obviously not aimed at the Impressionists, and it directly knocked down the two subordinates of the Impressionists.

"Get it on!" the black-clad leader beckoned to his men behind him.

The Impressionists' subordinates fought against the black-clad leader's men, one black and one white fighting in the corridor, leaving only the two leaders to stand staring at each other.

The two looked at each other, from their positions to their movements, to the blades in their hands.

For the Impressionists, this encounter was a quick one, and because of the gas lamp, he could not consume the man in black. Impressionism opened the divine consciousness, and the gray air like dust came out, and the color of the qi only appeared after the divine consciousness was opened.

"I didn't expect to be a master of the Divine Sense Comprehension!" the black-clothed leader teased.

"Aren't you?" asked the Impressionist.

"What kind of divine consciousness is not divine consciousness! It's just a trick!" The black-clothed leader stopped talking nonsense with the Impressionists, and slashed with his knife, his knife was very fast and powerful, and it cut a deep hole in the wall at once, but it didn't hurt the Impressionists, the knife was like cutting sand, and there was no real feeling of cutting on the human body.

"If you don't have consciousness, you've already lost. "The Impressionists' ability to be a spectator is to break down qi into gravel, like a shield made of sand. "And your flaws have made me see them very clearly. The Impressionists raised their axes and swung their axes.

A larger opening appeared in the wall of the labyrinth, and the wall was about to collapse, and the falling stones returned to the wall, turning into an intact wall again.

The leader in black had already fallen in a pool of blood, during which he stabbed first, and after the Impressionists blocked the move with his qi, he immediately made another axe, but it was only in the blink of an eye. The walls can be restored, but the flesh cannot, and the black-clad leader is dead.

"This..."

"Retreat... Hurry up and tell Yuwen-sama..."

The remnants of the man in black threw a few projectiles on the ground, and when they shattered, smoke came out.

When the escort team saw the road ahead again, the man in black was nowhere to be seen.

"Boss... All ran away... This labyrinth is twisted and twisted, and it is difficult to find these people anymore...", the subordinate said, stroking his helmet.

"Panic what, take out the paper. The Impressionists took the axe behind him.

The subordinate immediately took out the previous piece of paper, and the Impressionist's hand clicked on the paper again, and another black dot appeared on the paper, and this black dot was still moving forward, and the movement trajectory of the black dot was clearly displayed on the paper.

"Keep up and remember to conserve energy. "The Impressionists didn't intend to catch up right away.

"Yes, boss!" the men walked to the front, following the route on the paper.

Fan Shijin and the others came to the end, and they found that this was still a wall, but they could already hear the sound outside through this wall, and the people outside should be palace maids and officials coming and going.