The disciple nodded, but his eyes were involuntarily looking behind him.

Ye Qing saw a fleeting little flame from his eyes.

"Zuo Dan is behind you." Song Youqing moved when she heard the sound and rushed over like a wisp of blue smoke.

Ye Qing slapped the disciple with one sword and turned around and ran away.

As soon as I arrived at the front hole, I saw a Kokang soldier in a treacherous uniform with a ferocious face. He held a lighter with a burning flame in his left hand and pointed a knife at Song Youqing with a dog-legged knife in his other hand, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes:

"I didn't expect that you can find such a place, but what can you do if you find it? You're going to die here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used all his strength to throw the kerosene lighter in his hand towards the gunpowder box.

Song Youqing is still three or four meters away from him, and it is too late to do it.

At the critical moment, she shouted coldly, raised her hands, and the dog-leg knife came out, as if a bolt of lightning pierced Zuo Dan's chest with a puff.

The sword was extremely powerful. The blade of the dog-legged sword pierced Zuo Dan's body and nailed him to the mountain wall.

At the same time, Song Youqing shot the paratrooper knife with his left hand, and with a "ding" sound, it accurately hit the lighter flying in the air.

The lighter rotated and flew upwards, and Song Youqing was like lightning. Before the lighter landed, he grabbed the falling lighter with no time to cover up.

At this time, the kerosene lighter was less than a foot away from the piles of gunpowder boxes.

Ye Qing rushed over quickly and happened to see Song Youqing shooting Zuo Dan with a flying knife, and the paratrooper's knife hit the lighter, and then she was caught by one of her jade hands.

It was just a little bit short of that, the kerosene lighter would land on the gunpowder box, and then with a bang, the two of them would really be a pair of mandarin ducks of the same life.

His body shook, as if God had pulled away all his strength. He sat on the ground and began to breathe violently.

Song Youqing held up the kerosene lighter and smiled at him. Then he walked to him lightly, put the lighter out, and stuffed it into his hand.

Ye Qing looked at her pretty face that was close to her, and her tall nose was covered with crystal beads of sweat, and there seemed to be a charming fragrance: "Fortunately, let my aunt follow you, otherwise you would be finished today."

Song Youqing sat beside him with lingering fear and teased: "Now you know my aunt's!"

Ye Qing turned her head and looked at her peerless face. A faint sweat stain oozed out of her crystal clear forehead. A faint blush appeared on her snow-white skin, and her breathing was a little rapid. Obviously, she had done her best to do her best after the repeated movements just now.

He reached out and hugged her slender waist. Song Youqing turned her head to look at him...

"I just want to hug, a pure hug..."

Song Youqing smiled sweetly, as if flowers were blooming. Ye Qing in front of her seemed to be back when she was a child, pestering herself to hug her, and her red lips curled, "I am ugly, but I think beautiful."

Ye Qing laughed silently: "So in my aunt's eyes, I am just a toad?"

Song Youqing's tone was seventy-two and three three-sad: "If you want to be a toad, you must think clearly..."

Ye Qing stopped talking and looked at Song Youqing quietly. This is a woman with a heroic and elegant look. When she calmed down, she had an intellectual beauty and a mature beauty.

But her heart was as pure as a girl, and the resentment perfectly merged maturity and immaturity, creating the unique Song Youqing.

Ye Qing didn't dare to hold her in her arms, but just gently held her slender waist.

Song Youqing did not resist, but turned her head and stared at him quietly. After a long time, she whispered: "I have been wandering outside for so many years, and I also want to find a solid arm to lean on, but......"

Ye Qing hugged her slender waist tightly and didn't wait for her for a long time. But... he secretly glanced at her and found that she had closed her eyes and leaned her head on her shoulder, as if she was asleep.

It's...

"My master, please reply when you hear it!" Du Yu's anxious voice suddenly came from the headset.

Ye Qing turned his head to look at Song Youqing, and when she saw her open her beautiful eyes, she nodded slightly, then she said: "There are no enemies in the cave. Let Peng Fei come up with special battles and deal with the explosive box in the cave."

"Received!" Du Yu then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go!" Ye Qing helped Song Youqing stand up.

"Help me get the paratrooper knife and dog-leg knife back!" Song Youqing was a little nostalgic about Ye Qing's solid arms, but he knew that Peng Fei and others would come up immediately.

Ye Qing nodded, walked over quickly, pulled out the dog-legged knife from Zuo Dan's body, turned his head to look at the paratrooper knife... It was actually inserted into a black stone...

On the side of the stone wall, there were five or six black stones piled up. Obviously, explosive boxes were piled up. These people disliked the black stones and piled them up here casually.

Ye Qing held the hilt of the paratrooper's knife, and gently whipped it, a faint golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "What is this?"

"What's wrong?" Song Youqing also walked over quickly. Seeing him staring at the tip of the paratrooper's knife, he glared at him coquettishly: "It's so scary that people are scary."

"Just my aunt just now used clever force to prevent the kerosene lighter from landing. Therefore, after hitting the lighter, the paratrooper knife has no power." Ye Qing looked down at the black stone under her feet: "But

When I found the paratrooper sword, it was actually stuck on the stone, and the stone was as soft as mud."

"Maybe it's just mud!" Song Youqing did not have the ability to see night vision, and the cave was dim, so he could only see a few stones in a blur, piled up in a corner of the stone wall, and kicked them casually.

"Bang!" With a light sound, Song Youqing also yelled.

"What's wrong."

"Why is this black stone so heavy?" Song Youqing endured the pain in her feet and shouted in surprise.

"I sprained my ankle." Ye Qing squatted down, looked at her feet wearing hiking shoes, and asked with her head raised.

"No, I used a little harder just now, and my feet hurt a little." Song Youqing held his shoulder: "I will definitely kick a kilogram of stones away with one or two kilograms of stones, but the small stone did not move at all."

Ye Qing untied her shoelaces and smelled a sour smell. He almost suffocated and said angrily: "Auntie, is anyone saying that your feet are smelly?"

Song Youqing slapped him on the top of his head and cursed coquettishly: "You are focusing on that. Is this a problem of foot odor?"

Ye Qing took off her socks quickly and looked at her toes. She had already red. She reached out to touch the bones, but it was fine. The true energy slowly penetrated into her skin. Song Youqing felt the pain subsided after a sensation of coolness and said helplessly:

"I'm talking about stone."

"What's wrong with the stone?"

“It’s very heavy.”

Ye Qing touched her body, took out a strong flashlight, and handed it to Song Youqing.

"You are still carrying this thing when you are in war." Song Youqing looked at him speechlessly.

Ye Qing said casually: "This is the guy I eat, of course I have to carry it with me."

Song Youqing pushed away the flashlight, and a white light shrouded in it: "Look..."

"Although my aunt's feet are smelly, they are beautiful!"

"Did I ask you to look at your feet?" Song Youqing was angry: "I ask you to look at the stone..."

"It's so soft, it can't be a jadeite rough stone!" Ye Qing quickly helped her put on her socks, put on her hiking shoes, tied her shoelaces, and then turned her head to look at the stone. The place where the paratrooper knife stabbed just now was strong in the white
Chapter completed!