Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie and Fatty all looked at Miluotuo who suddenly fell to the ground and lost his ability to attack, with surprise on their faces.

They didn't understand why Miluoto, who had just been madly trying to kill them, would suddenly fall down without any warning.

"Brother, what the hell is going on? Why are all these ghosts dead? This... This caught me off guard. I haven't even shown my true strength yet!"

Wu Xie looked around himself, and the dark green fragments on the ground were clearly telling him that these things were indeed dead.

"What on earth is going on? How could these things die collectively in an instant? It's like a suicide mode that was pre-planned was activated."

The fat man was also completely confused and couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.

"Yeah, little brother, what do you think they came here for? They didn't come here just to get beaten up, did they?"

Zhang Qiling remained silent as usual and had no intention of answering him, but his furrowed brows revealed his inner thoughts. He did not understand the scene before him.

None of them spoke again. They all held the weapons they used for self-defense tightly in their hands and stared at the hole that appeared on the rock wall after Miluo ran out, to prevent any unexpected events from happening again.

When everything falls silent, every tiny sound becomes so clear. In the silence, time slows down and every second is full of meaning.

Tick-tick...tick-tick...tick-tick...

"What's that sound? Is this cave leaking? No, I've just checked carefully, there's no leak in this cave!"

The fat man turned his head this way and that, looking for the source of the sound.

This voice was so close to them, so close...it seemed as if it was right next to them.

At Zhang Qiling's feet, bright red flowers slowly bloomed, and the unique smell of Qilin's blood rose into his nostrils bit by bit.

His eyes suddenly widened and he turned around to look at Zhang Hanyan who had been standing beside him.

The bright red blood flowed down from the white arm, passing through the back of the hand, between the fingers, and after flowing to the nails, it dripped onto the ground drop by drop.

Tick...tick...tick...the sound of blood dripping is very clear...

There were no obvious wounds on her body, but blood kept gushing out, and her red dress was stained with blood, making it even more gorgeous and eye-catching.

Where Zhang Hanyan was standing, the soil at her feet was stained with blood, and the sight was blood red, eye-catching and dazzling.

"Han...Han Yan..."

Zhang Qiling looked at her and spoke cautiously and tentatively. His voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, hoarse and sour.

Zhang Hanyan felt that her body was like a feather floating in the air, without any weight at all.

The pain spread to every part of her body, making her body sway as if she would fall to the ground at any second.

This scene made Wu Xie and Fatty on the side fall into complete shock. They opened and closed their lips several times, but could not make a single sound.

As the three people stared at her, she swayed slightly, her figure gradually became weaker, and the starlight in her eyes was like a shattered galaxy, scattered all over the ground. She could no longer hold on and collapsed powerlessly.

"Han Yan!"

Zhang Qiling reached out to catch her as quickly as possible and held her tightly in his arms.

His clothes were slowly stained red by her blood. He wanted to press on her wound, but he couldn't. The warm blood continued to flow out from between his fingers.

He looked at his bloody hands and felt his ears buzzing. Everything around him seemed to have lost its sound.

The dull pain in his heart felt like it was being constantly stabbed by the tip of a sharp knife, causing him to be unable to breathe.

"Han Yan, what's going on? How could it suddenly become like this! How could it be......"

He growled in pain, like a cornered beast, his clear and cold voice hoarse.

A huge grief almost overwhelmed him, and tears fell one by one along his bloodless face, dripping onto her face and body.

Zhang Hanyan's long and fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and her brows were slightly frowned, revealing the pain between her brows.

Her skin was pale, like ice and snow, her eyes were empty and void, and her breathing was so light that it seemed like it would disappear in the next second.

"Qilin...Qilin...Qilin..."

Her voice was so soft that it was almost impossible to hear what she was saying.

"Qiling? Brother, Hanyan is calling your name!"

Wu Xie took two steps at a time and walked over to them, listening carefully.

The fat man also dropped the shovel in his hand and walked over. They all wanted to hear clearly what she said.

"I'm here, Yanyan... Don't go, don't leave me, please..."

Amid Zhang Qiling's painful pleas, she used up the last of her strength to force a smile, and her hand that was tightly grasping his sleeve slowly loosened, and finally fell down helplessly.

She closed her eyes and slept quietly in the eternal darkness. The smile on her lips was like a blooming camellia, which instantly fell from the branch and withered at that moment.

He hugged Zhang Hanyan tightly, his face covered with tears. He wanted to scream loudly, but he couldn't say a word.

The person in his arms lost warmth bit by bit, and his heart also grew colder.

"Han Yan! Han Yan!"

"Han Yan!"

Wu Xie and Fatty called out loudly. They couldn't believe that Zhang Hanyan, the girl who was so powerful that she was almost omnipotent in their memory, was now lying there quietly, without a sound.

“Yan Yan…Yan Yan…don’t…don’t…”

Zhang Qiling couldn't bear it any longer and let out a desperate roar. He hugged her tightly and called her name over and over again.

"Brother, let's get out first! Only by leaving here can we send Han Yan to the hospital for treatment!"

"Yes, little brother. Han Yan's current situation cannot afford any more time! This is your Zhang family's territory. Do you know the way out?"

Wu Xie and Fatty tried to pull back Zhang Qiling, who was in a state of collapse and despair. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to give him time to calm down, but given the current situation, they really couldn’t afford to delay.

Under their expectant gazes, Zhang Qiling shook his head blankly.

"I don't know. I don't remember anything from before."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, then looked at the hole that appeared on the rock wall. As if they had made up their minds, they stood up suddenly.

"Brother, the way these things came out might lead to the outside. This is the only exit in this cave. We must try it."

Zhang Qiling looked up at the person-high hole beside Wu Xie, then stood up holding Zhang Hanyan. He looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, but her smile was still sweet, as if she was asleep.

He closed his eyes, trying to hold back the sob and soreness in his throat, his slightly hoarse voice trembling slightly.

"Yan Yan...I'll take you home..."