Consort Zhanzhao

Everyone looked at each other, Zhan Zhao took the lead, and walked towards the white light that was a bit vague in the darkness.

It's just a little strange, although the white light was not so close at the beginning, it was not so far away. Zhao Bijia felt that he had been gone for almost a quarter of an hour, and the distance from the white light seemed to be only a little.

"It seems a little bit wrong." Zhan Zhao stopped, and looked back at the three people behind him. Even Zhao Bijia and Zhao Xuan, who only had walking experience, felt that the road seemed too long. Not to mention Yang and An.

He said, "Either... I'll take a look first?"

Zhan Zhao didn't answer, but glanced at Zhao Bijia, "How do you feel now?"

Zhao Bijia said: "Nothing special, just like the outside, I always feel very happy in my heart."

Zhan Zhao drew out his sword and sharpened the lower end of the torch. He gestured and threw the torch forward forcefully.

In the meantime, the torch hit the ground head first, and the tip that Zhan Zhao cut out actually stuck into the soil. The torch stood there firmly, illuminating an altar not far away, and the white light was an unknown person on the altar. What are the white beads made of.

"We'll be there soon!" Zhao Bijia exclaimed, she couldn't control herself and wanted to rush forward, but Zhan Zhao was cautious and held her back.

Zhan Zhao knocked a small stone from the stone wall and threw it towards the altar.

"Be careful!" Zhao Xuan grabbed Zhan Zhao, but Zhan Zhao was quick after all. He didn't even pull up Zhan Zhao's sleeves. Bounced twice.

Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Zhao Bijia cautiously, and said, "Be careful, what if you need to use it later?"

Zhan Zhao frowned, and said, "It looks like it's really coming soon this time, let's go." After speaking, he raised his foot forward, but this time he walked more cautiously, and even held Zhao Bijia's hand .

After walking two steps, Zhao Bijia suddenly heard a barely audible rattling sound, like something—"Organ?" She was frightened by her own thought, and subconsciously raised her head to look at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao obviously heard the voice, his face was serious, his lips were almost drawn into a line, he even stopped his half-stepped feet, and just kept standing in mid-air in that awkward position, motionless.

He stretched out his hand to stop the people behind him, and whispered: "Don't move."

Zhao Bijia held her breath and listened quietly for a while.The voice suddenly sounded again, as if it came from the head, and the voice... was getting closer!She raised her head abruptly, and saw that the uneven ceiling above, which looked like a natural stone wall, fell down slowly but firmly.

"Run!" Zhan Zhao yelled, picked up Zhao Bijia and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Later, Yang and An moved a little slower, but they picked up Zhao Xuan when Zhan Zhao reminded them, and rushed out after Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Bijia had a kind of undecided panic, and thought that they should run forward. They walked a long way to get here, and there was a hall in front of them. Although I don't know how long the stone wall controlled by this mechanism is, but no matter How should I put it, the road ahead can already be seen, walking backward... I don't know if I can still escape.

Zhao Bijia hugged Zhan Zhao tightly, without saying a word, trying not to disturb his progress, but... the upper wall slowly came down, the height was limited, Zhan Zhao couldn't run forward with all his strength, he suddenly With a sigh, he stopped.

Seeing that there was still some distance ahead before reaching the lobby, Zhao Bijia suddenly burst into tears, her heart was thumping like it was about to be picked out of her chest in the next second.

Zhan Zhao threw Zhao Bijia forward forcefully, and got closer to the exit, "Run forward! There may be a switch in front!"

Zhao Bijia looked back at him, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, held back the tears that were about to burst out, and ran forward quickly.

Although Yang and An were shorter than Zhan Zhao, seeing the cleanliness, they simply stopped, handed Zhao Xuan to Zhan Zhao, and threw them out as well.

The two looked at each other, Yang and An could still stand upright, but Zhan Zhao was about to lower his head slightly, so he simply put on a horse stance, drew out the Juque sword, and walked forward as much as possible, without stopping. Hit the upper wall with the scabbard, hoping to find a slightly thinner place.

First, it may be the key point of the organ, and second, if it can be penetrated, it may be possible to find a hiding place.

Zhao Bijia didn't dare to look back, she took Zhao Xuan's hand and ran forward quickly.But the speed at which she invited in couldn't compare to the speed at which the stone wall fell, and she was still tens of feet away from the exit, and she couldn't stand up straight anymore, so she could only lie on the ground, facing forward with her hands and feet.

It's just that when she hit the ground on all fours, the tears could no longer be controlled.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you can find the mechanism when you go out." Zhao Xuan's voice was full of tears, and this sentence seemed to be for Zhao Bijia, but also for himself.

Zhao Bijia nodded fiercely, hummed vigorously, pawed the ground fiercely, and the speed actually accelerated a bit.

Zhan Zhao and Yang and An were about a dozen feet behind them. Both of them were leaning on the ground, using the strength of their legs to keep moving forward, and at the same time, the sword or knife in their hands kept poking at the stone wall. Zhan Zhao Yang and An poked at the stone walls above, but all the knocking sounds were deep and dull along the way.

Zhan Zhao's heart sank, these stone walls are actually the same thickness at the back... In other words, there is no place that can be knocked open.

Yang and An looked forward, observed how far Zhao Bijia was from the exit, and then looked at the distance between the two of them. They suddenly stopped moving. He pulled the silver needle from his head and stabbed it hard into his chest hole.

"You continue." He turned his head and glanced at Zhan Zhao, from lying on the ground on his back to lying on the ground.

Zhan Zhao turned his head to look at him, and saw that his face was flushed, his expression was ferocious, and his blood was surging, but after thinking about it for a while, he knew what he was going to do.

"Brother Yang! You!" Zhan Zhao couldn't utter a word, but...if it really came to a dead end, he might make the same decision.

"You don't have to think that I'm for you," Yang Hean gritted his teeth tightly. He stabbed the fatal point with the determination to die, which was obviously extremely painful. "I'm for the princess."

He took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't waste time, so he sped up his speech a lot, "I use the bone shrinking technique to withstand it..." He pursed his lips, "Maybe it can be saved, the princess's Gu can turn bones into flesh, if The princess is alive, so I will be alive in the future." He said, while practicing his kung fu continuously, the bones in his body were creaking non-stop.

Zhan Zhao pursed his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Yang and An's collars, pulling them forward together, saying, "I'll pull you closer to the door, so it will be easier to save you in the future."

Yang He'an laughed lowly, as if he had accepted his kindness, lowered his voice again, and said in an almost whispering tone: "Actually, the princess has always been very timid. You can see that she looks happy, and she doesn't seem to care about anything." , but I’m more afraid than anyone else... You two had an awkward fight earlier, but in fact... the princess is afraid that she will become a monster, so you don’t want her anymore."

After saying the last sentence, Yang He'an suddenly felt relieved. He broke Zhan Zhao's hand and said, "Go quickly, the princess can't do without you. I also need to practice my kung fu. I won't be able to move at all." The back was raised in a strange posture, the limbs were spread out, and he assumed a particularly stable posture, waiting for the stone wall to come down.

"This bone shrinking skill... the old eunuch who taught me back then said he could lift ten thousand catties, but he never lied to me..."

Zhan Zhao sighed, suddenly raised the Juque Sword, and stuck it firmly on the ground with the scabbard. "This sword is the ancient famous sword Juque, which was given to me by my master when I left the teacher. The sword is three feet long and weighs six catties and seven taels. It is the hardest sword among the Eight Desolation Swords."

Yang and An couldn't move their heads for a while, but they laughed when they heard his words, and said, "You hold this sword farther away, lest it break after a while, and the fragments jump out and hurt me."

Zhan Zhao chuckled when he heard the words, as Yang He An said, he pulled out the sword and inserted it in another place.

"Brother Yang, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever."

Yang He'an knew that the first sentence should be to see you later, but he didn't follow it. Instead, he said: "Take care of the princess. Maybe she already has your child in her belly."

Zhan Zhao hummed, and speeded up.

Zhao Bijia was still crawling forward, still more than ten feet away from the exit, but her speed slowed down again.The joint between the nail and the finger has been torn in several places. Even if her self-healing ability is amazing, the speed of wound healing will not keep up with the speed of the injury, not to mention the wound is still mixed with sand, moving it is heartbreaking Cracking lung pain.

But still can't stop.

Suddenly she noticed that the stone wall stopped, and it stopped less than a foot away from her head. Zhao Bijia was ecstatic, and just about to say that this thing was specially designed to scare people, when she heard Zhan Zhao's voice from beside her, a little heavy.

"Keep climbing."

Zhao Bijia turned her head and immediately realized something was wrong, "Where are Yang and An!"

Zhan Zhao didn't speak, but Yang and An's already weak voices came out not far behind, "If the princess hadn't rescued me back then, I would have been the most humble dog in the palace...I'm afraid I wouldn't even be a dog." He coughed Twice, the voice became lower and lower, "I have enjoyed happiness by the princess's side all these years, and I can finally do something for the princess."

Zhao Bijia was sobbing, even the names of Yang and An were shattered in the crying, but no one spoke to him anymore.

"He's already done his exercises, he can't hear, he can't speak." Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice, and he patted Zhao Bijia's shoulder again, "I can't stop! I can go out soon!"

Zhao Bijia bit her lower lip hard, didn't stop until she tasted blood, and continued to crawl out.

The stone wall above his head has not fallen, so Zhao Bijia can't help but feel a little lucky, as long as they go out and find the mechanism, they will be able to rescue Yang and An!

Not long after, the three of them finally came out. As soon as they climbed out of the stone wall, Zhao Bijia didn't care about anything, and rushed towards the surrounding stone walls in a hurry.

At this time, there was a crisp sound from the cave behind him, and Zhao Bijia was shocked, tears could not stop falling down.

Zhan Zhao sighed, and said, "The Juque sword is cracked."