At night, it was as quiet as an abyss. The ancient secret forest in the Feiyun Zone was as quiet as death. There were no insects or birds, and a kind of uneasiness seemed to have enveloped the entire ancient ruins.
In the ancient dark hall, the air is filled with turbid smell, which is the exhaust gas produced by breathing, which is constantly accumulating in this sealed stone chamber.
Bing Zhixie's body was in so much pain that she couldn't move. The intestines in her stomach were twitching and knotted like worms. Her arms were shaking slightly. The skin and flesh on her arms were torn and covered with thick bloody scabs. They looked thick, big and sticky.
Gooey.
Kun has been silent for a long time, and Bing Zhixie is a little worried, even though they have known each other for a short time. He wonders if he will die again, in this inexplicable place? The sword on the black tiger corpse
He pulled it out, although it was only a few millimeters, but it gave him hope: "As long as... just a little more time for me to recover... I can pull out the sword. I... I should be able to hold on for another ten years."
In half a month, I can try again!"
He could still fight again, but Kun couldn't wait until that time. Bing Zhixie gritted his teeth and tried to kneel up from the ground, trying to find if there was any painkillers on his body, but the slightest movement of his body gave him the chance.
I was sweating profusely from the pain. The force of the recoil from the sapphire sword was so powerful that it injured all the organs in my body.
"No, you can't move. If you move around any more, I will die here." He wanted to save Kun, but there was nothing he could do. He could only waste time and wait for his organs to heal slowly. Now he can't even use the medium and low
End of magic is also a dangerous thing.
Suddenly, his face against the cold ground felt the ground shaking slightly, which made him feel strange: "Well, what's going on?" He listened carefully, but did not hear any movement. Banned
The Dark Hall cut off all contact with the outside world, but the shaking on the ground continued for a while, probably several seconds.
This special situation made him feel strange. For so many days since he entered here, neither the external situation nor the noise he created here could shake this dark palace. What could cause such a big movement?
, even the floor of the Dark Hall shook?
Before I could figure it out, there was a sudden loud bang above my head, and a piece of orange-red light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The light flickered on and off, and a more violent sound erupted in an instant. The dazzling bright light obliterated everything in my sight.
A powerful force rolled up his body, and then he knew nothing.
When Bing Zhixie woke up, he saw a gleam of light in his hazy eyes. As his vision recovered, he found that it seemed to be daylight.
"It's daybreak!?" He realized something and tried to exert force, but found that half of his body was buried under the bricks and gravel: "What's going on?" The pain in his body was one thing, but the situation in front of him was even more disturbing.
He became suspicious. He gradually saw the surrounding situation clearly. A corner of the dusty dark hall collapsed, and the falling gravel fell on him, trapping his legs.
"How could this hall collapse? What happened outside?" He saw fire shining in the sky in the distance. It turned out that the sky was illuminated by mountain fire. He lay on the gravel and panted for a while, holding back.
In severe pain, he used magic power to lift away the rubble on his body one by one: "Fortunately, the falling stone didn't hit me on the head, otherwise it would have been really fatal!" There was still a lot of sand and dust under the broken bricks and rocks,
These were not in the main hall originally, and were probably swept in by the air waves. Bing Zhixie was wondering what on earth could have such great energy that could destroy the dark hall that he could not shake?
Finally freed from the broken bricks, Bing Zhixie found that one of his legs had been broken. Fortunately, only the bones inside were broken, and the skin and flesh were still left. He could not use his hands now, and his arms were struck by the sapphire sword.
The energy that came back exploded from the inside out. He seemed to be able to barely move, but the pain was heartbreaking when he moved. He carefully used his consciousness to take out things from the different space, then hung his arms and hooked them.
Use your fingers to find the medicine you need among the pile of things.
After spending a lot of effort, for about thirty minutes, I finally took all the medicine I could and should take, and applied some powder and medicine on both arms, and then just lay there like this, not even breathing.
He didn't dare to breathe too fast: "Wait a little longer, I should be better after a dozen hours." He thought so, and suddenly thought of Kun again: "Where is Kun? She..." She moved too much, it hurt.
The pain forced him back from thinking. After a while, he thought: "No, I can't wait here. Kun may not be dead yet, and there is still hope! She should be buried under the rubble."
He resisted the pain in every part of his body and used floating magic to slowly lift himself up. The reason why he used floating magic instead of wind magic was because floating magic was more stable and less likely to go wrong. Now he often
I can't afford to fiddle with it a few times.
Floating 3 or 4 meters in the air, Bing Zhixie used wind magic to move the stones on the ground bit by bit. The dark temple in the middle of the mountain did not completely collapse, but only about 1/6 to 1/6 collapsed.
Most of the corner of 5 was still there. At this time, a silvery bright spot flew over from outside the mountain and emitted a long whistle in the distance.
It was the silver moonlight dragon. It had been separated from its master for many days, and now it quickly flew to its side. Bing Zhixie was in need of it now, so he quickly gave instructions: "Go, turn over the stone below, quickly
point."
The silver moonlight dragon was just a child. He had just met his master and was being ordered to do things before he had time to play happily. This made him a little unhappy. He twisted his neck and shook his body, making metal noises on his body.
The mithril scale shell exuded a faint glow as calm as water in the night. It still followed the owner's instructions and landed on the rubble pile to turn over the stones. Unexpectedly, it moved too much, causing the pile of rocks to slide, causing a second collapse.
Bing Zhixie was a little annoyed and wanted to tell it to move more gently, but an arm was exposed among the rocks sliding down. Of course he recognized the arm covered with poisonous wounds, it was Kun's hand, so he quickly told Moonlight Dragon not to let it go.
If you move around again, slowly fly over to rescue.
I don't know why, but Kun was not pinned under the rubble. If he was pinned down, the chance of survival would be infinitely close to zero. It may be that the airflow after the loud noise lifted both Kun and himself up, and in the end he only died.
Being covered in the shallower upper layer and not being buried alive is also a blessing among misfortunes.
Kun's body was still intact, except for the arm that had been severed long ago. He checked and found that Kun was still breathing very weakly, so she was still alive.