Feng Yiying quickly turned around the entrances of each cave with the cloth strip, and suddenly pointed to the third entrance on the left and said: "The exit should be in that direction, let's go there." Yi Qingchen was stunned: "How do you know?
?" Feng Yiying said: "Although there are many forks in this cave, there seems to be only one leading to the outside. I figured that there must be wind in the one outside. I used this piece of cloth to measure the wind direction and found the exit.
" Yi Qingchen secretly stuck out her tongue. She had seen this principle before when she was reading novels, but now that things were coming, she had forgotten about it. Now that the two of them had found the entrance to the cave, they extinguished the light spell and walked away together.
Entering the entrance of the cave, after walking for a cup of tea, I suddenly saw a little firelight in front of me. The firelight burst into it, and it was faint and green, like a will-o'-the-wisp. In the weak, miserable blue firelight, there seemed to be a hidden thread.
Human figure. How could there be a human figure deep in this top-secret underground?! Yi Qingchen was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing. Feng Yiying pulled her to hide in the dark, held her breath, and looked carefully towards the firelight.
A gust of dark wind suddenly blew by, and the firelight on the opposite side suddenly disappeared. The cave was filled with oppressive darkness again! Even though Yi Qingchen was a brave artist, he couldn't help but be frightened and the color changed. Is it a human or a ghost?
In the darkness, there was a sound of "Xizhu". That person, or that thing, was coming! Yi Qingchen's nervous heart almost jumped out of her chest. Suddenly she felt the palm of her hand heat up, and Feng Yiying's fingers scratched her palm.
He was moving. I stopped him while he was writing! Wait for me! His body slid over like a swimming fish. Every part of his body was in a state of absolute alert at this moment. He never made a sound. A breeze blew in his face.
Come, Feng Yiying's heart tightened, and he instinctively dodged to the right, swung out his palm, and slashed diagonally in the direction of the wind. Although this palm was sent out in a hurry, the palm movement was light and the part taken was the same as that of the wind.
The angle was extremely correct, and he was attacking the opponent's weakest link. The person on the opposite side didn't seem to expect to be attacked by an expert. He let out a slight sigh, shrank his body, and slipped under Feng Yiying's palm.
, raised his leg and kicked back, directly kicking Feng Yiying's key points.