A faint light hung at the end of the deep peninsula, and the wind drifted in, rubbing through the cracks of the rocks, and squeezed out sharp whistlings. The rotten smell of the mud outside the cave was wrapped in the wind, rushing to penetrate into the nose.
It’s been almost time for everyone to go down, is it because they are in danger?
This doesn't make sense. The red-clothed martial arts are not weak. Even if there is any danger, she can always resist it first, but the ripples are not aroused at the bottom, and it is extremely quiet.
Baili Fengjian was quite anxious and had no choice but to do anything.
The situation in the pit was unclear and he could not go down. However, even if he left here, he could not cross a mud swamp and climb a cliff a hundred feet away from Yiyang Valley.
The only thing he can do is wait.
After about another cup of tea, there was a sudden movement in the hole. After the rumbling sound of the wind, a thick rope was thrown to the ground.
Then the soft and soft sound of the red dress, which at first glance seemed to be frost. Even her charming charm on weekdays was saved. She couldn't hear the cold and cold feeling: "Climb down by yourself."
Nothing happened to her, Baili Fengjian breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face darkened - he had a lifetime of reputation, his light skills were superb, and he went around the eaves and walls like the wind. Even when he was not practicing martial arts, he had never done such a price loss.
The woman below is simply challenging his patience.
Fortunately, he has always been a calm person, so he had to do so at this moment he had to tie the thick rope to the rock wall and climb down without any hurry or slow speed.
The feet touched the ground, and the hands were not loosened yet, and the murderous aura suddenly came from his ears was so fierce.
Although Baili Fengjian lost his spiritual power, his movements were still fast. He immediately grabbed the rope and swung away. The man fell into the air with his palm, and he chased him again. His murderous intent was strong and domineering, and he took it straight.
The momentum of human life, however, came to the air and paused hesitantly.
Baili Fengjian took advantage of this gap to escape again, seized the opportunity, and grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it behind him. This time, he saw the man's face clearly, and then he was slightly stunned and angry appeared on his face.
The dark starry eyes are bottomless.
He bullied himself and pressed the person onto the rock wall: "What do you want to do, red clothes?"
She was silent for an extremely short time. For a moment, Baili Fengjian had an illusion that the person in front of her was as silent as a corpse.
However, the next second, she easily broke away from his hand, leaned forward with her face, and squirted a skillful and frivolous smile on her lips, stopping on her lips, and deliberately squirting at the person, saying word by word
: "Teaching you."
The hand fell on her soft waist, and the force that could not be restrained was so heavy that it almost broke the person in the waist. He laughed furiously, half favoring the elegant corners of his eyes and mouth: "Red clothes, you only have a few
Time is so proud, enjoy it and don’t waste it.”
Yes, there are still a few hours left, and the day and night will alternate.
She stared at him in the dark for a few seconds, but said seriously: "I'm going to die."
This burning look made Baili Fengjian stunned: "What did you say?"
Jing Che burst into laughter, the deep sadness in his eyes was fleeting, and the corners of his pretty lips raised under the cold mask, mocking him for being deceived by her again: "I'm worried, in a few hours, will you kill me?
?”
He looked at her for a while and tried to see the clues on her face. He looked around but only had the sarcastic soft smile, which made people want to strangle her to death. He finally curled his skin and smiled, gritted his teeth and squeezed.
A few words are given: "You are sick."
He let go of her sleeve, and Baili Fengjian walked out a few steps, and his face was filled with tiredness. He suddenly began to get extremely tired of this kind of guessing game of chasing each other, but he missed the one back then.
The little girl with all emotions on her face laughs when she is happy and crys when she is angry. However, she was not heard from her old disciple before, without having time to cherish her.
After walking out a few steps, he calmly gave a sentence, which was considered an answer: "Sooner or later."
The footsteps followed behind him, changing his aggressive style, and following him step by step.
At this time, Baili Fengjian had the intention to look around. Here it seemed that one was an empty abandoned altar, with green stone bricks neatly spreading upward steps, extending coldly into darkness.
There was light on the top, and the two of them walked up tacitly, unobstructed. When they approached, they saw a stone wall at the end of the steps. The light was projected from a small hole at the top of the stone wall, and it was dark and dark.
There was a sensation in dust.
"Did you hear anything?" Baili Feng stopped, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was asking.
"Sacrificial music."
The rhythm of the drum, zither and piano music fluctuates, circling through the cave entrance, entangled with dust and light.
Without waiting for discussion, Jing Che jumped up and climbed to the entrance of the cave to see what was happening outside.
The scene outside was beyond Jingche's expectations. There were hundreds of people crawling in the direction of her, kneeling in darkness, chanting some prayers. The copper bell rang long and crisply, and everyone looked up in an orderly manner. Jing
Che saw the face kneeling in front at a glance - Ye Xiu.
It was clearly a long distance away, and the hole in the backlight should be pitch black, and there was no movement outside, but Ye Xiu's eyes stared straight and sharply at the small hole, with an incredible expression flashing under his cold eyes.
.
Then the noise exploded in the crowd: "God's eyes moved!"
Jing Che was confused and confused. He was about to lower his body, but he realized that his heart suddenly became empty and his spiritual power was gone.
Did day and night alternate so quickly? It was impossible, and there were still a few hours left - but it was too late to wait for her to judge what was going on, and her body floating in the air fell straight down.
The fear of weightlessness made Jing Che open his mouth wide and want to shout, but he couldn't say anything, and his throat was covered with a fishy smell.
A mysterious robe bulged with wind and rushed, and quickly swung up and caught her steadily.
His body sank into someone's arms, and Jing Che, who was still shocked, raised his eyes.
There should have been a circle of familiar light green beards in sight, and for some reason it was covered with blood. Jing Che held the mask in confusion, and could not hide his surprise when he heard Baili Fengjian's tone, but the sound was like a distance.
A thick layer of obstacles, somewhat distant: "What's wrong with you?"
"Am I bleeding again?" Jing Che muttered uncertainly, holding his arm to jump out of his arms, but he couldn't use his whole body and sank back.
As soon as he moved his hand away, a shocking blood-colored handprint was left on his robe. Jing Che was stunned for a moment, turned his palms and looked, and just wiped his face gently. The blood was everywhere between his fingers, which was so thick that it was so thick.
It looks like a satin that is about to slide.
She was stunned for a moment, and saw two small and funny hers reflected in his dark eyes, blood oozing out of his mask.