Chapter 150: The Fall of the Dragon Sword and Martial God

(PS: This summer Lao Yu is unlucky, the cervical spine is not good, headache, ischial pain, so there have been few updates, and the writing is not good, but I still want to finish it slowly, last year's book also fell on the poor health, life, there is really too much helplessness, please understand more, it is really not easy to write a book.) )

After stopping, the three of them walked out of the stone chamber, and there was a long and narrow road in front of them.

At the end of the corridor, there is still an iron gate.

This time overhead, Shiso found another cross-arrow.

Yu Feng muttered: "It's strange, why can't Ziyun and I find it." ”

Shisu smiled with a cross arrow in his hand: "Luck!"

How could Yu Feng believe it, pouted and said, "It's strange to believe you." ”

Ziyun stretched out her hand and said, "Young Master, give me the arrow." ”

It takes a lot of true qi to open a strong bow, and it is also a test of a warrior's endurance to open a strong bow in a short period of time.

However, the purple electric frost clearing bow method controlled by Ziyun has a special power bonus to the bow and arrow.

I saw that she still easily pulled the strong bow for a full moon, and then released it in an instant.

The cross arrow flew out like lightning with the sound of breaking through the air, accurately hitting the hole, and with the sound of zaza, the iron door on the second floor was successfully opened.

Everything seems to be going more smoothly than expected.

But at this time, a faint voice calling for help came from the depths of the dungeon, "Is there anyone, help, help me, I don't want to die......."

Yu Feng was surprised: "I really didn't expect someone to break into the second floor, and his martial soul is very keen, he should have discovered us." ”

Zi Su is a doctor, and it is easy to hear that he is lacking in qi, his breath is disordered, he is dying, and he may fall down at any time, so he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "It's a pity that a martial god is about to starve to death, it is estimated that he has been trapped in the underground labyrinth for a long time, if he is replaced by other martial artists, the corpse will turn into white bones." ”

Hearing his miserable scream, Ziyun asked, "Then young master, are we going to save him, this time we brought enough food and water for three months, but we can give him some." ”

Kindness is a virtue, and Shisu feels sincere respect for Ziyun's kindness, but in a place like an underground palace, kindness must first figure out the object, otherwise it may be victimized.

Zi Su took the lead, and said as he walked: "It depends on the situation, if it is someone worthy of our rescue, it will not be too late for us to take action." ”

"Hmm. Ziyun thinks about it, what if the other party is a bad person, so you really have to figure it out first.

Along the way, the three of them talked and laughed, but they would not be lonely.

The so-called saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, following the faint sound of crying for help, the three of them turned left and right, and did not forget to leave marks along the way, so as not to fall into the way.

After walking for about ten minutes, the three of them came to the outside of a stone room, and the sound of crying for help came from inside, if it weren't for the fact that the three of them were all martial arts masters, and the underground was very quiet, it would be impossible to hear.

When the three of them walked into the stone room, they saw an old man lying on the ground, hungry and skinny, like a skeleton man, with almost no flesh left, only a layer of skin. And his lips, which had not been drunk for a long time, had also been completely chapped.

When he saw someone coming, he sat up strongly, his body trembling constantly, and begged: "Help, please save me, as long as you save me, I will definitely repay your kindness." ”

Shisu always looked at him and felt a little familiar, and he asked, "If you want us to save you, you can, but you first have to tell me your identity and origin." ”

The old man's consciousness was still clear, and he said: "I am from the Dragon Court of Longjiazhai, and I am the Dragon Sword Martial God. I've been trapped here for three months because I strayed into the underground palace, I'm starving to death, I'm dying of thirst, little brother, give me some water to drink......"

It turned out to be the Dragon Sword Warrior God, wasn't he said to have gone to the Orc Country? It turned out that he was trapped in the underground palace, and he almost starved to death.

If he really starved to death, he would break the record of the martial god, a martial god who starved to death, it makes people feel disgusted when they think about it.

Moreover, now he doesn't know that Longjiazhai has been destroyed, and his two younger brothers have also been killed by Shisu, and sadly he is still begging Zisu for help.

Was Shiso going to save him?

The three brothers of the Long family are not good people, and they deserve to die.

Not only will he not save him, but he will also use waste, kill him to earn points, although 200 is not much, but mosquito meat is also meat, and it can't be wasted.

"Long Ting, if you want to blame yourself, you do too much evil on weekdays, I won't save you. Rest in peace. The true qi in Zisu's hand emanated, and he quietly sent out a free hand, and a palm shook off his heart.