(2018.10.10     Renovated)

"Lighting please, Yan." Xiaotian's cold voice echoed in the remains.

The little guy in the shape of an orange-red dragon responded, and the flames burning at the tip of his tail illuminated the way ahead.

Little Fire Dragon.

Xiaoye looked at this young dragon in the fire system that was as serious as the owner. One of the novice Pokémon in the Kanto area is naturally not more familiar to Xiaoye. When he was taking Pokémon common sense classes at school, he helped Dr. Oki take care of the Pokémon prepared for the novice Pokémon almost every student was assigned homework - not to mention, there is still a fire dragon egg in his backpack on Xiaoye's shoulder.

I remember Xiaoyun once mentioned that the ninth birthday gift Xiaotian gave to Xiaotian by Xiaotian was a little fire dragon, which should be the one in front of him.

With the help of the little fire dragon, at least you don’t have to worry about hitting the wall halfway through. Logically speaking, Yan, who is responsible for lighting tasks, should be in the front, but probably because he was worried that Yan would encounter the mechanism, Xiaotian deliberately walked before Yan - so Xiaolongjun had to walk side by side with Xiaoye in a little entangled manner.

It raised its head and looked at the people around it.

The human beings I have never seen before seem to be the ones who were my master’s former friends.

Seeing Yan staring at him, Xiaoye smiled at the little fire dragon and said softly: "Thank you for your flame."

"Ahhh." Yan nodded with a tense face, his serious appearance was exactly the same as his master.

He still came to the last stone wall smoothly. With the flames, Xiaotian's speed of cracking the text puzzle has also been improved.

When the flying arrow fell to the ground in Xiaoye's hand, Yan's eyes widened and his previous master was exactly the same. Not only did he flash accurately on the only route of the arrow like a moment of movement, but he also accurately blocked the high-speed arrow. For a nine-year-old human child, this was really an anti-human action.

At this time, the two of them had already become familiar with this cooperation model. Although they had never had many language communication, the right division of labor did indeed achieve the "fastest clearance strategy" of the current conditions.

At one moment, Yan inexplicably felt that his master was somewhat similar to the purple-haired human whom he met for the first time. Binglan's pupils reflected the reflection of ancient characters, and light purple eyes locked every flying arrow - although what they were doing was different, the concentration and calmness between his eyebrows were exactly the same.

When the last stone wall rose, Xiaoye and Xiaotian were both stunned.

From the other side of the wall, a long-lost breeze and faint light came. Not far ahead, you can see the end of the ruins. The gate has collapsed and is buried by sand.

The stone bricks on the ceiling were damaged, and the silky sunlight poured down from the gap, reflecting the shining dust flying in the light path.

The range drawn on the drawings is cut off after the third stone wall, and everything afterwards is unknown. On the surface, the exit in front seems to have been destroyed by the erosion of time, and the only remaining passage to the outside world is the narrow hole above the head.

Xiaotian stepped forward and knocked on the stone wall at the end. The dull sound proved that the collapsed door was indeed filled with sand and could not move forward any further.

That being said, this is the only way left.

Xiaoye and Xiaotian looked at each other and looked up at the damaged area of ​​the ceiling together.

The narrow hole is less than the shoulder width of an adult, and only underage children can barely pass through. Through the hole, you can see a hint of blue unique to the sky. The infiltration of sunlight looks a bit dazzling in the dark remains.

To be honest, the height of the ceiling is really high - although people in this world have physical fitness of jumping three feet high, it is still difficult to reach this nearly ten meters high ceiling.

However, now I can only try it.

Xiaotian took a few steps back, assisted and took off.

After seeing the scene of a boy who jumping on a hot air balloon with his bare hands in the past animation, Xiaoye was not surprised that Xiaotian also had an anti-human jumping ability. However, although the silver-haired boy's jumping ability is quite excellent, he is still more than half a meter away from the top of the cave.

It didn't seem to work to jump straight up - he came to this conclusion.

Xiaotian was quietly thinking about the solution, but suddenly saw Xiaoye picking up a few rusty metal arrows from somewhere, and tiptoed to insert them into the gap between the wall tiles.

It was not until half of the nearly thirty-cm arrow body was buried in the sand and gravel that Xiaoye stopped and patted the dust falling on his shoulders.

I hope these antique arrows will pass the quality.

Xiaoye thought silently, looked up at the location of the hole, and silently calculated the direction and distance in his mind.

Could it be...?

Xiaotian was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, the purple-haired boy in his sight had already jumped up lightly.

The figure in Baiyi floated lightly in the air. When he reached the highest point and was about to fall, his right foot was inserted into the metal arrow side by side into the crack of the rock.

The sound of shattering sounded. The strong explosive force made the arrow shaking, but fortunately it was not completely disconnected. Xiaoye used this impact force to eject into the air and quickly approached the hole where the sunlight poured above his head.

With this distance, no problem!

Xiaoye accurately grabbed the edge of the hole with one hand and hung it at the entrance of the hole. Then, he turned over and jumped up.

The little Fire Dragon Lord blinked his eyes with his neck.

The purple hair floated in its vision, and its appearance was inexplicably overlapping with another creature with the same color system—

Long tail monster hand.

After successfully reaching the top, Xiaoye slapped off the dust on his hands and bent down to reach out to Xiaotian, "This is the height that is just right."

Xiaotian looked up at the person above - the arm was thinner than himself, but had the power to complete the difficult movements as difficult as before.

Facing the glimmer above his head, the silver-haired boy jumped up again.

The length of the two people's arms just made up for the half-meter height difference.

"Thank you." Xiaotian nodded, climbed up the wall with Xiaoye's force, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

It’s true that I don’t know who is the role who helps people and who is the role who is being helped.

Xiaoye took over the warm little Fire Dragon Lord with one hand, looked around, and his smile fell back to Xiaotian.

"Fortunately you are here, otherwise I might not be able to get out even if I get here." As he said that, Xiaoye pointed to the front, "It's your time to play again."

Xiaotian looked around quietly.

Although the content here is not drawn on the drawings, the scene in front of me is not very surprising to Xiaotian - this is exactly the same as what his father said about the "most likely situation".

This is an open-air hall surrounded by stone walls. In the afternoon, the dazzling sunlight shines on the ground built by stone slabs. The patterns carved over a long period of time have been broken and mottled.

Opposite, a tall stone door stood quietly, with complex texts on the surface blurred.

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Small theater:

System prompt: You have entered the front hall of the altar, please select the next action.

1. Reach your hand and pull the little sky up (the favorability increases)

2. If you don’t help me, leave with a big swagger (the favorability has dropped significantly)

3. Pretend to pull Xiaotian up and fall back with him (start the mysterious plot)
Chapter completed!