How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

The two did not act rashly.

Even though they were all in the blind spot of a hidden weapon attack, at this moment, they all tightened their bodies and concentrated on guarding.

However, the expected hidden weapon did not appear, and the tunnel in the wine cellar was so peaceful that even the shadow of the hidden weapon was not seen.

The movement of the machine has already stopped.After a few breaths, confirming that there was no sign of any hidden weapon being activated, Xiao Lingfeng turned his head and looked at Zhuang Qingyue, then stepped forward cautiously, and came to the open stone door.

The stone door was moved away, and after the dust was dispersed, a deep and dark tunnel behind was revealed.

At this moment, this tunnel is like a giant beast that devours people, waiting to devour them.

But even if he knew it was dangerous, whether it was for the granary or to investigate the stronghold of the remnants of the previous dynasty, Xiao Lingfeng insisted on taking this trip.

Glancing at the entrance of the dark tunnel, he took out a torch from his pocket and blew it on.He said to Zhuang Qingyue who was behind him: "Follow me closely."

Then without looking back, he stepped into the entrance of the tunnel first.

Looking at the person in front who just left her back without reservation, Zhuang Qingyue cursed a fool in her heart, then stepped forward and followed without hesitation.

Hearing the movement behind him, Xiao Lingfeng slightly raised the corners of his lips.

With the help of the faint firelight, the two groped their way to the front of the tunnel.

Although it is underground, Xiao Lingfeng still has a basic sense of direction.After careful identification, he found that the tunnel was heading southwest as expected.

The tunnel slopes down, and the road is very tortuous.The two walked along the tunnel for a while, and nothing happened peacefully along the way.

Xiao Lingfeng was puzzled in his heart, so he raised the fire folder and shook it on the wall. Seeing the obvious freshly chiseled marks on the cave wall, Xiao Lingfeng raised his eyebrows.

He stopped and turned around to look at Zhuang Qingyue behind him, teasing in a low voice: "Could it be that your gentleman has some eccentricity, he always digs some secret passages wherever he goes?"

Zhuang Qingyue didn't expect him to stop suddenly, and bumped into his back with a muffled "boom".

Xiao Lingfeng immediately reached back to stabilize him.

"What did you say?" Zhuang Qingyue's attention was all on her brow that was a little sore from being bumped, and she didn't hear what Xiao Lingfeng said clearly at all.

The sound of cloth rubbing against each other is very obvious in the overly quiet tunnel, and it has a different meaning to the ears.

Xiao Lingfeng paused, and let go of his arm: "It's nothing, I tell you to be careful."

This strange feeling quickly dissipated.

Xiao Lingfeng turned his gaze back to the wall still covered with mud and moisture by his side, and suddenly asked curiously: "If your secret passage is equipped with traps, what will you do?"

This time Zhuang Qingyue heard clearly.

"It's hard to say." Following Xiao Lingfeng's guidance, he glanced at the cave wall, and said casually, "Those on the top of the head, ones under the feet, ones in front of the back, everything is possible."

"Maybe there is a trap down here." He tapped his toe on the ground, "Mr. has a strange man from southern Xinjiang who loves digging pits."

He threatened: "I still like to put those colorful little things he raised in the pit. Are you afraid?"

Xiao Lingfeng snorted lightly, and flicked the long knife tied around his waist with his fingers: "Under absolute force, no amount of intrigue will be in vain."

"Oh?" Zhuang Qingyue also laughed when she heard the words.

Just as he was about to say something, the tip of his nose faintly smelled an unusual and strange fragrance.The smile on his face froze suddenly, and he yelled at Xiao Lingfeng:

"Hold your breath!"

Xiao Lingfeng didn't know why, but he still subconsciously followed suit.

But it was obviously too late.

A sudden dizziness came over me.Xiao Lingfeng closed his eyes, held his breath, and suddenly turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingyue. He gave a wry smile, stretched out his hand and pressed down hard on a certain place on the wall.

Then he patted his chest.

The familiar movement of the machine came, accompanied by a strong sense of weightlessness, Xiao Lingfeng's feet were empty, and he fell straight down.

He instinctively raised his breath to stabilize his figure, but his dantian felt a distinct tingling sensation.

Just now he boasted that he was not afraid of conspiracy and tricks, but in a blink of an eye, he became convinced.Xiao Lingfeng sneered slightly in his eyes, and simply stopped resisting.

Accompanied by the sound of the falling wind, Zhuang Qingyue's cold and emotionless voice sounded above his head: "Since you're not afraid, then I'll trouble the lord to be wronged for a while."

Eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Xiao Lingfeng could no longer control his body, so he could only smash heavily into the pit in the ground.

Fortunately, this is just a temporary pit, and it won't break him after such a fall.

There were rustling sounds all around, and something seemed to be coming towards him.

When his consciousness was blurred, Xiao Lingfeng wanted to prop himself up and escape, but he had no strength left.

The palm fell limply to the ground, but the tentacles were slippery and cold.Xiao Lingfeng didn't have time to tell what it was, so his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything about it.

In the tunnel on top of the pit.

Hearing Xiao Lingfeng's muffled groan, Zhuang Qingyue just turned around and looked at the short man who suddenly appeared ahead through the trap in the middle.

The man was covered in a gray cloak, with only one head exposed.

Looking carefully, the man was born with high cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and bent body. His appearance was terrifying, no different from that skeleton.

"Sir told me to wait for you here." The man said, his broken voice was clearly Da Jingchao's words, but his tone was very strange.

It's the accent of southern Xinjiang.

It was the strange man from southern Xinjiang that Zhuang Qingyue had just mentioned to Xiao Lingfeng, who loved digging pits to raise poisonous things.

Seeing that Zhuang Qingyue didn't move, the Nanjiang man smiled with a hoarse voice and malicious intentions: "Your husband said that if you talk kindly and please the young master, then you don't have to be polite."

Zhuang Qingyue's expression turned serious when she heard the words, and she looked at the short man with sharp eyes like a knife.

Before the man could react, Zhuang Qingyue moved her fingertips slightly, and a chess piece came out of her hand, attacking the man's wrist with fierce vigor.

"what!"

The man let out a cry of pain, shook his wrist, and the green snake held in his wrist fell out with a stiff tail, twisted twice on the ground and then became silent.

"Zhuang Qingyue!!" The man clenched his wrist tightly with one hand, staring at Zhuang Qingyue, his eyes seemed to spew fire.

"Next time, it won't be your bedbugs who will die." Zhuang Qingyue raised her breath, stepped over the trap in the middle with her toes, and came to the man. When she spoke again, her tone was extremely cold.

The man raised his head and instantly caught the undisguised murderous intent in Zhuang Qingyue's eyes, and immediately fell silent and swallowed his breath back.

Sensing the deep resentment hidden in the person in front of her, Zhuang Qingyue sneered: "Guess, if you really do something to me, sir, will he spare you?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the man to respond, he skipped him and walked deep into the tunnel.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuang Qingyue followed her memory and walked into a stone room deep in the tunnel.

The layout of the stone room is simple, with a stone table, two stone benches, and the four walls are in vain.A candlestick was quietly placed on the stone table, and the dim candlelight illuminated the small space, and also illuminated the figure standing quietly in the stone room.

Hearing the movement, the figure turned around.A middle-aged man in a white shirt looked at Zhuang Qingyue, his eyes were calm, but his expression was full of joy.

He looked relieved, spoke kindly, and said with a gentle smile: "Ah Yue, are you back?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for breeding my ducks!

This article is expected to enter v on Monday, so I am still working hard to save the [-]D update.

Why can't my keyboard activate automatically? ? (pain mask;

感谢在2021-06-0400:46:44-2021-06-0521:57:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: wankun1441, 3 bottles of Dabao Feijunxi; Ximing, 1 bottle of Langli Gelang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!