Dragon?

When Qin Wanjin reunited with Senior Jiang, he was throwing the last person into the deep hole.

The first group of people trapped on the top of the cave, along with Cao Dong and his party who came to rescue them, have all been dealt with.

"Master." Qin Wanjin walked up to him and called out respectfully.

Senior Jiang patted him on the shoulder and asked, "How is Yu Shou?"

"Things went according to our plan," he reported truthfully: "He remembered a lot of things, and his body also changed."

Senior Jiang gave a satisfied "hmm", put on his gloves, and picked up a round vessel that was broken into several pieces on the ground.

"That's the sacrificial soul?" Qin Wanjin heard it from her master when she was a child, but this was the first time she saw its real appearance.

Lighting shines on broken vessels.

Its surface is painted with mysterious and simple patterns, and the things that were once trapped inside are released, and the patterns also fade away.

"Yeah, Jihun, it's completely broken now." Senior Jiang carefully put them into a sealed bag.

The broken sacrificial soul looks like a slightly more beautiful ordinary earthen jar.

Qin Wanjin quietly looked at the cracks, and suddenly asked, "Master, is Yu Shou okay?"

"I do not know."

Senior Jiang sighed, turned his head, and stared at Qin Wanjin who was gradually showing hesitation.

"Wan Jin, no one knows what will happen in the end. What we do has never been done before. We will become a precedent."

There was a crazy and weird light in his eyes, which made Qin Wanjin startled.

……

"The person who built this hole must be sick! It's a hideout!"

After a lot of effort, he finally arrived at the new dark room. Facing the wall full of bottles and cans, Xiao Song wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The new darkroom was larger than the previous one, and conspicuously, there was a decayed wooden bed in the corner.

The darkroom is still sealed, and there is no way out to the outside world. After reaching this darkroom, I didn't even have the luck to find the next connected darkroom like last time.

Inevitably, the two of them had to start looking for things again.

Facing the darkness behind him, the light of the flashlight seemed to have weakened a bit.

He Rui was next to Xiao Song, and the two of them identified what was on the wall together.

In the previous darkroom, the walls were filled with scrolls; in this darkroom, one wall was filled with carefully sealed porcelain bottles.

As Xiao Song said, the Suolong Cave seems to be used by the cave builders as a place to store things. To put it bluntly... all the weird things are moved here.

—Porcelain vases...it's useless to them.

——The scroll can at least record some information, what can these bottles and jars do?

Entering this dark room, He Rui exerted the most force, and Xiao Song knew without thinking that he must be more exhausted than himself at this time.

"Could it be possible that a bottle can be rotated to open a door, like in the movie!" Xiao Song said briskly, trying to cheer himself and He Rui with a vigorous tone.

He Rui didn't laugh at his childishness, but echoed, "Let's try it."

Different from the cautiousness at the first time, they moved quickly and quickly moved all the porcelain bottles to the ground.

After all the moving, I didn't find any mechanism that can open the new door after rotating.

He Rui stared at the empty wall in a daze.

Xiao Song squatted down to sniff the contents of the porcelain bottle.

Turning his head, He Rui was shocked when he saw his action.

"Hey! You are doing scientific research. If you smell it casually, what should you do if it is poison?"

Holding Xiao Song by the collar, he pulled him up from the ground.

"No! Smell it, it smells like flowers!" Xiao Song didn't let go of the vase, but put it under He Rui's nose.

It is indeed a floral scent, light and pleasant, seemingly harmless.

The contents of this porcelain bottle are not well preserved, and most of the aroma has evaporated.They opened another one, and that one smelled fresher and fresher, like a freshly picked flower soaked in dew.

"Ancient perfume?" Xiao Song thought it smelled good, so he moved closer.

The porcelain bottle was dumped on the ground by them, and the pale pink powder spilled out.

Xiao Song took out the small knife he carried with him, picked up some powder and tinkered with it for a while, and said to He Rui, "There seems to be something like grease in it."

This scent is a bit weird, it smelled very weak at first, but slowly, it seemed to spread on the tip of the nose.

When you breathe in, there is a pleasant floral fragrance.

Then, even when swallowing, there is that taste.

He Rui felt Xiao Song leaning against his back.

Xiao Song was much shorter than him, and when he leaned forward, he seemed to be leaning on him to stand.

His nose rubbed restlessly here and there, like a puppy looking for something to eat.

"He Rui, do you also have... the fragrance of flowers?" Xiao Song chatted cheerfully, as if very curious.

In fact, his actions were not considered provocative, but He Rui was provoked by him for no reason.

He Rui turned around, wanting to talk about him.

Xiao Song lost his footing and fell into his arms.

Pulling his arm, Xiao Song raised his head to look at him, his eyes were misty and his lips were bright red.

He Rui swallowed.

"Why is your mouth so red?" Xiao Song asked, staring at the man's lips intently.

He Rui thought: He stole his lines, he should have said this to him.

The light floral fragrance gradually became stronger, someone approached it actively, and the four petals of the lips touched lightly.

Then, like being burned by firewood, the sealed aroma crackled and exploded, rapidly spreading and heating up.

"Snapped."

The only light source in Xiao Song's hand fell to the ground, rolled around, and went out completely.

They should go and pick up the flashlight and check its condition, that's definitely a priority.

However, the two kissed so inseparably that they couldn't find a moment to do that.

As if stuck by something.

The wet lips are smooth, and the body immediately heats up.The fragrance of flowers melts between the lips and tongue, arousing the itching in the chest.

An invisible hook connects their bodies, and the slightest separation is painful to the thirsty skin.

The body hidden under the clothes was sweating, and when I touched it, it immediately melted into it.

Tearing off layers of clothing is like peeling off the wrapping paper of a flower, and the naked skin under the lips is full of fragrance.

And dewdrops, dewdrops on flowers.

The wet and greasy crimson petals pulled out threads, and the water marks spread down to the chest. The small beads on the stamens stood upright, luring sweat to drip to more hidden parts.

The coolness that can quench your thirst slides all the way.

I couldn't suck the water from the petals, so I had to bite them with my teeth.

Painful and itchy, the passive male voice was yelling.

Weak, bullying voice, said "no", but lingering.

The man laughed softly.

However, the momentary delusion brought out more fantasies, and he grasped the buttocks he had coveted for a long time, and the curves were as round and upright as imagined.

He Rui rubbed the powder in the porcelain bottle onto the folds of the petals in his hands. When Xiao Song said, "There seems to be something like grease in it", he thought - it can be done.

It turned out to be true...

The swollen petals are full of water, and the juice seems to drip out when pinched with two fingers.

Forced to ripen, forced to open, forced to bloom.

When you pound it in, you can't tell if it crumbles or fully blooms.

High temperature and humidity, a room of sweet fragrance drilled into the skin, gently strangled the neck.

so comfy.

It's almost like suffocating.