Chapter 113, Death and Life

"Flat sand and geese!"

Ran Tianluo drank softly, only to see the guqin strings moving, and the scales flew out. In an instant, it turned into a Dao Dao flying sword, and a dreamlike sword flower was raised. In the narrow valley, it was snow-white when it was illuminated by the sword aura. The two sides intersected, and the sound of gold and iron resounded in the air, echoing in bursts, deafening.

In the middle of the flash movie, a long arrow that had leaked out of the battle circle and shot at Ran Tianluo. Ran Tianluo was shocked, hugged the guqin, dodged and dodged, but the valley was too narrow. As soon as his body flashed away, he touched the wall on the side, and Ran Tianluo's figure stopped. Seeing that the flying arrow was in front of her, she suddenly turned her head, and the arrow slashed right against her neck, leaving a shallow blood mark on her neck in an instant.

Ran Tianluo was shocked, only to see the two stone statues behind him wielding long swords and quickly approaching him. The random arrows behind him came one after another. Ran Tianluo twisted the seal with one hand. A soft snort in his mouth:

"Soul Transfer!"

I saw a flash of white light under her, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant. At the same time, there was a flash of white light before the purple light not far away, and Ran Tianluo had already bypassed the two stone statues and appeared in the white light. Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of gold and iron, and the random arrows crackled at the bodies of the two stone statues. However, the stone statues were not painful, even though the two stone statues were now full of arrows, they still turned around and continued to approach Ran Tianluo.

Ran Tianluo knew that the mantra was wrong, and he would lead to such a crisis, and immediately regardless of whether it was right or wrong, another mantra blurted out.

"Qimen Dunjia, Kun Erwu, the door of death is open!"

After finishing speaking, only a rustling sound was heard, and Ran Tianluo knew that something was wrong. The mantra is right, it shouldn't be this effect. Suddenly, sand fell from both walls, and rows of sharp, silver-glittering spears pierced through the walls. Ran was shocked. The figure hurriedly retreated. But after barely two retreats, they had already reached the wall. Rows of sharp spears pierced out of the wall behind him.

Ran Qianluo dodged a spirit transfer technique, and his figure flashed to a slightly safer place. But safety was relative, and the two stone statues looked at her with their swords wielding. For a while, Ran Tianluo couldn't care about each other. Another burst of piano music swept out, forcing the two stone statues back a few steps. The figure flashed to the side, gasping for breath.

Another rumbling sound came into his ears, this sound was so terrifying in Ran Tianluo's ears, every time it sounded, there would be a new killing machine. Ran Tianluo didn't care about being tired, and immediately clasped the piano with ten fingers and prepared to fight. Ran Tianluo suddenly missed Shi Yunyang very much, if he was there, it would definitely not be his turn to work so hard. Thinking like this, Shi Yunyang's voice suddenly appeared in front of him, clear and clear. If he can't get out, I don't know how sad he will be. But today is in danger, like a dead end, I am afraid that there is more luck than luck.

Thinking of this, suddenly a loud sound rang out, only a click was heard, and thousands of sharp spear heads on the stone walls on both sides instantly appeared. Both sides came out in unison, Ran Tianluo was on one side of her body, and the spears on both sides just pressed against her back and her chest on the other. Ran Tianluo was sandwiched on top of the two rows of gun heads, unable to move sideways, as long as he moved slightly, he was either stabbed to death by the gun head in front of him, or pierced by the gun head behind him.

Ran Tianluo looked sideways, and saw that the two stone statues were blocked in the small clearing outside the range of the spear heads. In this way, Ran Tianluo can be regarded as being trapped here.

A strong breath of death surged into his heart, and Ran Tianluo suddenly felt very frightened. I have never experienced life and death before.

Suddenly, another rumbling sound came into my ears. Ran Tianluo was stunned in her heart, this is not enough, what else? Suddenly, she felt a stinging pain in her back, and several spear heads had pierced into her flesh and blood.

The walls on both sides are moving closer to the middle!

Ran was startled, and a spirit transfer moved to a slightly wider place. I saw that the stone walls on both sides were approaching the middle little by little. Ran Tianluo looked up and saw that there were dense spear heads emerging from the hundred-foot-high valley walls. The stone walls on both sides lean against the middle, and even without these spear heads, you can easily press people into meatloaf. Not to mention these murderous blades. A feeling of mortality suddenly spread throughout the body.

"Sure enough, it's the door of death, full of death. It doesn't give people any hope of escape. Ran Qianluo sighed. However, at this moment, a thought suddenly jumped into his mind.

"The door of death, I have always recited the curse of the door of death, is the intention of this mystery to be put to death and reborn. The last gate is the door of death, and this one is the door of life!"

Ran Tianluo thought to himself: "No wonder it has always been like this, it turns out that life and death are just opposites, and the spell here is life, but in fact, it opens a way of death." ”

Whether it is a life or not, Ran Tianluo naturally can't make up her mind, but at this time, the guns on both sides are no more than an inch away from her, and it is already at the last moment, so she can't afford to have too much time to think about it. Ran Tianluo blurted out a mantra.

"Qimen Dunjia, Gen Ba, the door is open!"

This was her last chance, and she had to gamble on it. After Ran Tianluo finished speaking, he twisted a soul transfer technique in his hand and flashed directly towards the purple light. The white light flashed above the figure, and I saw that the purple light was also flashing. Ran Tianluo's body instantly passed through the purple light.

Ran Tianluo didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid that all he saw was his own death. After a long time, I saw a hand gently resting on her shoulder. Ran Tianluo opened his eyes vigilantly and saw that it was Luo Xiaocheng standing in front of him.

It worked!

Luo Xiaocheng's face was full of anxiety, but there was surprise in the anxiety. As soon as Ran Qianluo saw Luo Xiaocheng, the tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed. She knew she was finally saved. As soon as I was excited in my heart, I walked forward, and suddenly I felt a dizziness in my head, and my body fell down as soon as I went limp.

By the time she woke up again, it was already early in the morning of the next day. Ran Tianluo woke up in a daze, only to feel very tired. Struggling to get up. But he found that he was no longer in the valley. The place where it is now is a large circular room. In the center of the room is a round table of carved mahogany. The floor is made of sandalwood, and around the walls of the circular room, which is sixty feet in diameter, are lined with antique shelves, on which are displayed with all kinds of porcelain jewelry. Ran Tianluo looked up and saw a huge crystal lamp hanging above his head. It is like a caisson on the main hall of the Central Plains Dynasty. The furnishings in this room are very luxurious, with antiques, calligraphy and paintings. It's as if this small room is already a miniature collection of the world's treasures.

Ran Tianluo was intently watched for a while, and was overwhelmed. When had she ever seen such a grand scene, what kind of place was this? Ran Tianluo only remembered that the last thing she saw after she escaped was Luo Xiaocheng. But where is Luo Xiaocheng?

While he was thinking, the door to the room creaked open. Luo Xiaocheng walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of wine. Looking at him again, his cheeks were already red and his steps were staggering. Luo Xiaocheng was drunk like this with such a good amount of alcohol, you can imagine how much he drank.

Luo Xiaocheng saw that Ran Tianluo had already gotten up from the bed, smiled and blinked, and said, "Sister Tingluo, you are awake." ”

Ran Tianluo went over and helped him to sit down on a chair, poured him a glass of water, and handed it to him. Said: "Brother Luo, why are you so drunk? How much have you drunk?"

Luo Xiaocheng smiled, and stretched out four fingers, as if to let Ran Tianluo guess for himself. When Ran Tianluo saw him stretch out four fingers, he guessed, "Four altars?"

Luo Xiaocheng shook his head violently and said, "Forty altars!" After speaking, he laughed loudly, very proud. He said, "I just drank in this shop, eighty years of apricot blossom brewing, haha, a stunned young man insisted on fighting with me." It is also said that the loser loses all the money for the winner. How can I miss such a good thing. Haha, I didn't think that kid would be able to do it if he was only thirty altars. On drinking, looking at the world, who can compare with me Luo Xiao, hahaha"

Ran Tianluo could hear that his words were seven points drunk and three points sober. Apparently drunk to the bone. When Ran Tianluo saw him fall on the table, he was about to fall asleep. Hurriedly asked, "Big brother, where is this?"

Luo Xiaocheng opened his eyes drunkenly, as if his eyelids were filled with lead, he couldn't open them, and only heard him say: "Ah here, here is naturally" Before he finished speaking, he burped heavily, and a smell of wine spread. Ran Tianluo couldn't stand the smell of wine, and couldn't help but cover his nose and turn away.

"And the end of the ancient city. ”

As soon as he heard him say these few words, he threw himself down on the round table and snored. Ran Tianluo shook his head helplessly, and took a lot of effort to get him to the bed. Luo Xiaocheng, as soon as he touched the bed, rolled to the side alone with the quilt.

Ran Tianluo suddenly felt that this big man was actually more like a child, and couldn't stop laughing. It seems that this is the ancient city of the end of the world. After he fell into a coma, Luo Xiaocheng took him here. Ran Tianluo looked at Luo Xiaocheng, who was asleep, and was about to go out for a walk to find out the news of Shanshan and Loulan.

Ran Tianluo walked to the door, and suddenly heard Luo Xiaocheng muttering in his mouth. Ran Tianluo listened carefully and heard him shouting "Wanzhen". This one knew it was a person's name, and it was a woman's name. Ran Tianluo turned around to look, only to see Luo Xiaocheng's cheeks welling up with tears.

Maybe this Wanzhen is his lover, Luo Xiaocheng misses her so much, so where is she now? Ran Tianluo guessed, and suddenly thought of herself. Doesn't I miss him the same way? But in this vast desert, this kind of longing can't even be passed on by Hongyan. I can only hide it in my heart.

Ran Qianluo muttered, "Yun Yang, where are you?