Brother, this showman

Xiao Guan's sect masters medicine, the situation is critical now, Song Jihua naturally does his part.

He checked the monks lying on the ground crying in pain one by one, and cast healing spells on them one by one.In the end, ignoring other things, he slumped on the ground exhaustedly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and panted slightly: "I tried my best, except for the few with incomplete corpses, the others are fine, just need to cultivate well That's it."

In other words, including Doudou from Sijimen, a total of ten monks died, all of them were broken into pieces, and their souls dispersed early.

The one with the most disciples dying is Sijimen.The Three Gorges faction is better, but they all suffered some injuries.

"Thank you, Young Master Song!"

Everyone supported each other and clasped their fists, with tears in their eyes, grateful to him.

Ye Wenqing walked to Song Jihua's side, patted him on the shoulder, then stretched out his hand to pull him up, exhaled lightly, and said gratefully: "Thank you very much this time."

"You're welcome." Song Jihua smiled and shook his head, "I was ordered by Master to come to help you."

The joy of escaping from the dead made everyone forget their previous fears, and they danced and shared it with others.

At first, the mummy trapped in the formation waved its empty sleeves angrily, jumping up and down like a mouse whose tail was caught by iron clips, trying to escape.In the end, the movements gradually slowed down, and the red eyes gradually dimmed, like a flower that has withered in an instant, lifeless.

Seeing this, Mei Yougan, who was neglected by everyone, wanted to take the opportunity to save her reputation, so she took a sword and attacked the mummy.

"Take an ordinary sword to stab the mummy." Su He, who had been trembling for a long time hiding on the tree branch, was finally willing to let go, and he found his voice after a while, surprised at Mei Yougan's fearless spirit, but also very puzzled, "Is he out of his mind, or is he really so brave?"

"I just want to be a hero." Ye Wenqing sneered, waved his sleeves and untied the formation, the white light covering the mummy suddenly disappeared.

With the disappearance of the formation, Mei Yougan also followed suit. Facing the hollow gaze of the mummy, she felt it was difficult to breathe, so she quickly took a step back and turned her head to look at Ye Wenqing: "What the hell are you doing!"

Mei Yougan's demeanor made people sneer, Ye Wenqing ignored him, and looked at the crowd: "Everyone go down the mountain, what's there to do here."

"Go down the mountain?" Mei Yougan was the first to object, jumping in front of him, reaching out to stop him, "The dumb body has not been found yet, Feng Lianchen drove the mummy to kill everyone, you can just say go down the mountain and it will be perfunctory." What's wrong?"

"I said that Yan Rantai will deal with my junior brother's mistakes. I didn't say that I would cover him up. The mute body is there. You have to see it yourself. Letting him go down the mountain is only for everyone's safety. If someone is injured, he must be punished." Find a place to recuperate?" Ye Wenqing said impatiently, "Mei Yougan, don't you cherish your life the most?"

Mei Yougan was speechless for a moment, her face was embarrassed, her face turned red and then white, and then she stared at Ye Wenqing, but she just couldn't say a word.

Ye Wenqing bypassed him, pulled Feng Lianchen who had been sitting on the ground in a daze, and picked off the grass clippings on his shoulders: "Go back and explain this to me slowly, and then go back to Yanrantai."

Seeing that he kept his head down, he slowed down his voice and added again: "Don't worry, there is a brother here."

Feng Lianchen's calm eyes sparkled, and he opened his mouth, but suddenly he smelled a strange smell, like the fragrance of flowers but not like it, but it gave people a very familiar feeling, and his chest was tight.

Before he could think about it carefully, he heard a sound that was noisier than beating gongs and drums, like the harsh sound of iron tools rubbing against stone slabs, without the slightest rhythm at all, it disturbed people and subconsciously wanted to roar.

The ground trembled violently, and the surrounding trees suddenly sank into the ground like sifted beans, and bottomless cracks spread like broken mirrors.

Everyone screamed, turned around and ran down the mountain, but was a step too late, and fell into the cracks of the ground one by one like transplanting rice seedlings.

Su He's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and a bear rushed to hug Song Jihua, his feet tightly wrapped around his waist, and he shouted cheekily: "Brother Jihua, protect me!"

Song Jihua's falling speed was directly accelerated by his pounce, and he didn't even have the time to apply a barrier to block foreign objects.

When Feng Lianchen sensed something was wrong, he immediately held Ye Wenqing in his arms, waved a barrier to cushion the impact from outside, and the two of them rolled down the narrow crack in a ball.

From the narrow crack, Su He could be heard yelling non-stop, even crying: "My face! Brother Jihua, you have to protect my face. If my face is dirty, those sisters They will despise me. If I don't look good in the future, they won't spend money on Lingwu for me, and my father is still waiting for me to give him money to repair his house!"

"If I ruin it, we will have to change jobs to beg for food. How pitiful! If we don't have food, we will starve to death. You may not be beaten by a local snake..."

Su He listed a series of problems that he would encounter after his face was destroyed, as well as the end of being depressed if he didn't ask for food until he was beaten and had no money for medical treatment.

The situation in the ground is complicated, and the few people are rolling around like dice wrapped in a cup. If this is a piece of tofu, it will be broken into dregs long ago.

My mind was dizzy and swollen, and I didn't have the ability to think at all, but Su He was yelling endlessly, Ye Wenqing opened his mouth to want him to stop, but he couldn't help but blurt out: "Okay, okay, okay, go go."

Su He: "???"

Su He: "!!!"

Su He immediately shut his mouth, hugged Song Jihua and refused to let go, almost exhausting him.

I don't know how long it's been rolling, Ye Wenqing's stomach is overwhelmed, and he feels like he's been spinning like a spinning top.

"Brother."

It wasn't until Feng Lianchen's voice, which was warmer than the spring breeze, that Ye Wenqing came back to his senses completely, and met his pair of eyes full of stars, which were even brighter in the dark place.

Feng Lianchen hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't let go of him. He held his hand, intertwined his fingers, and said in a tone like coaxing a child, "It's all right."

"Yeah." Ye Wenqing blinked, moved his sore neck, retracted the hand that was being held, sat up on the ground, pretended to be calm and looked around, but the pinna of the ear burned unknowingly.

The fire talisman was ignited at the fingertips, and the surrounding layout clearly came into view.

The terrain is relatively flat, and there are traces of man-made digging on the stone wall. There is even a candlestick placed in a depression. The red wax left after the candle is burned has condensed and bloomed a red flower.

Going forward, with a slap, something was kicked by the side of the foot. Looking down, it was the crystal ball. wronged illusion.

Ye Wenqing grabbed the mummy's hair and rescued him, then threw it aside and kicked the crystal ball to his feet.

"The layout here looks like a water prison." Song Jihua squatted beside the stone wall, pointed to two stones of obviously different colors on the stone wall, then stretched his legs and gestured at the place where it was attached, which happened to be on his thigh , almost to the waist.

"You are really right." Ye Wenqing nodded in agreement, raised his chin to show him to look at the rock that collapsed into a small hill on the opposite side, reached out and picked up one and turned it over. It was written crookedly in red paint—— — water prison.

"If I'm not wrong, we should have entered that bandit village." Ye Wenqing patted the dust on his hands, thoughtfully, "We've entered a den of thieves."

"It's really interesting." Ye Wenqing lowered his head and smiled, and walked forward with his waist bent, but his head hit a soft spot, um...it was still a little elastic.

Looking up, he just bumped into Feng Lianchen's stomach, no wonder.

"Are you going to play bullfighting?" Ye Wenqing looked at him.

Feng Lianchen took his hand to protect him behind him, touched his nose: "I don't know what's ahead, I should take the lead, after all, this matter is also caused by me."

"Okay." Ye Wenqing readily agreed, shaking the hand that was being held, "but let go first, okay?"

"Not good." Feng Lianchen gripped it even tighter, and said solemnly, "I'm a little scared by myself."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

This is your excuse to eat my tofu?

"Yeah, yeah, I have to grab something to feel at ease." Su He tried to smooth things over at the right time, and took the initiative to hold Song Jihua's hand, "Isn't it?"

Song Jihua quickly withdrew his hand, and moved forward with a look of disgust: "You can grab yourself."

Su He grabbed his sleeve instead, and said with a stern face: "Brother Ji Hua."

Song Jihua: "Shut up! If you call me that again, I'll cut your tongue off!"

Su He: "Song...Song Jihua? No, no, Brother Song? Then, Brother Song, Brother Song, I will invite you to our Perak Beer some other day, okay? I will give you another set of armor, the upgraded version, my father It was just researched a while ago, and it can still take off! It is said that it is faster than Yujian! Just prepare more medicinal materials."

After all, death is also fast.

When Ye Wenqing heard the words earlier, she silently added in her heart that wearing something made of Perak pears is a game of life.

The corner of Song Jihua's mouth twitched fiercely, and he said fiercely: "Shut up, you!"

Su He shut his mouth in embarrassment, but he really made up his mind to steal his father's newly developed armor and give it to Song Jihua.

The four of them lined up and walked forward one after another. No one noticed that the mummy left behind suddenly moved, and followed slowly like an ant.

The more you get to the front, the sight suddenly opens up. Compared with the cramped water prison before, this place is much bigger and brighter. Those sects also arrived at the same time, all of them panicked and trembling.

Zhen Pang was even more exaggerated, and knelt down directly. Although he was tripped by a rock under his feet, he still gave the four of them a five-body throw.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have lucky money for New Year's greetings." Ye Wenqing clutched his cuffs, and didn't want to give money even if he had money.

Zhen Pang stood up in embarrassment, he didn't even have time to remove the stones on his stomach, and with a pale face, he pointed in the direction they came from: "There... the stones in there can swallow people! Lan Sovereign, Sovereign Lan was swallowed."