Li Luo shook the Minghong Sword in his hand. It was a pity that his old friend was buried at the bottom of the sea with him, and he might never have the chance to see the light of day again.
Li Luo lost all hope, and his hands and feet began to struggle involuntarily. This was not Li Luo's intention, it was just the instinct of his body before death.
Sure enough, living is a thousand times harder than dying.
Suddenly, a warm and soft lips pressed against Li Luo's mouth. He took a breath, blew gently, and sent it into Li Luo's mouth. Li Luo opened his eyes in a daze, vaguely seeming to see something in his eyes.
There was a white face in front of him. Li Luo didn't panic, but subconsciously reached out and touched it... Huh? It was smooth and delicate, with a touch of warmth. It felt very comfortable and tempting.
, a bit like the feeling of lying in the nurse's arms when you were a baby, which makes people miss you.
If Li Luo was awake, he could definitely swear to God that he did not do this on purpose, but naturally touched it again and then pinched it. Then, Li Luo saw a picture through the slit of his squinted eyes.
With a furious face, a fist that grew in size from small to large and hit Li Luo on the head with hatred.
Then, Li Luo was almost unconscious.
I don't know how long it took, but Li Luo's nose felt a little itchy and he couldn't help but sneeze. He opened his eyes in a daze. Perhaps he had been unconscious for too long and his vision was blurry. He couldn't see clearly the scene in front of him, but he could hear the sound of water dripping next to his ears.
It was clearly audible. Li Luo blinked hard, his vision was still blurry, and then he closed his eyes again, listening to the sweet and ethereal dripping sound, his mind gradually calmed down, and he thought about whether the underworld is like this.
About half an hour later, Li Luo opened his eyes again and finally saw the situation in front of him clearly. This was a natural cave, very humid, but not cold, with a faint warmth. There was mist in the cave.
The water vapor condensed on the rocks on the cave wall. Over time, it turned into water droplets and fell down, hitting the stone surface at the bottom of the cave with a soft tinkling sound.
There is light in the cave, not the dim light of lanterns and candles, but a kind of intoxicating bright fluorescence, soft like moonlight, but brighter than moonlight, but not as hot as daytime, gentle, elegant, and very comfortable.
Such a bright light seemed vaguely familiar to Li Luo, but his consciousness was not yet fully awake at the moment. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly remembered where he had seen such a bright light.
This kind of light is not the light of the sun, moon and stars, but comes from a rare stone called Yangyue Stone, which is extremely valuable. In the Dagan Palace, there is a moonstone the size of a pigeon egg, which was regarded as a treasure by Emperor Wanlong and played with.
Li Luo had seen it several times before, so he thought it looked familiar. Prince Chun's palace also had one, but Li Chengye's sun moon stone was much smaller. Li Luo had seen it three or two times when he was young, and Zhang Zeliu coveted it.
Three feet, encouraged Li Luo to steal from Prince Chun's Mansion to open his eyes. After the incident, Li Luo was severely punished by Prince Chun, but it was Concubine Lan who interceded, which extinguished Prince Chun's anger. The one from Prince Chun's Mansion
The Yangyue Stone is only the size of a dragon's eye and can also emit such fluorescence, but it is much dimmer than the one in Emperor Wanlong's hand.
But here, on the stone wall at the top of the cave, Li Luo took a cursory look and found no less than a dozen fist-sized sun and moon stones, randomly embedded in the rock of the cave wall like straw, just like candles for lighting.
, so commonplace that it really amazed Li Luo. If someone could take out these Yangyue Stones and bring them to Dagan, they wouldn't be rich enough to rival the country, but a wealthy person would be more than enough.
Li Luo put away the admiration in his heart and moved his body. Only then did he realize that his body was tied with several ropes and he couldn't move. Li Luo was slightly surprised, with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. What he was happy about was that since he was tied up, he could not move.
It means that he is still alive. There is no reason to go to the underworld. The devil of Hell still needs to use such unspeakable methods. What is worrying is that he does not know who captured Li Luo. At this time, he has no clue, and it is unpredictable.
Li Luo secretly felt lucky. Fortunately, the inner strength of Bing Xin Jue was still functioning, and his acupuncture points were not restrained, nor was he poisoned to dissipate his energy. Li Luo smiled coldly, trying to tie him up with just a rope would be too underestimated.
.As soon as he thought of this, Li Luo wanted to gain strength and break away from the rope. He used his arms to exert strength, and the rope suddenly opened. Li Luo calmed down for a moment, and just when he was about to untie the rope from his arm, his face suddenly changed, and he let out a muffled groan.
The rope tied up was like a living thing. Knowing that the enemy retreats while we advance, the way of a military strategist is to avoid weakness and take advantage of reality. Bing Xin Jue used his strength to break free, and the rope loosened. When Li Luo was about to untie it, the rope
It stuck back like brown candy, sticking tightly to Li Luo's body. After repeating this several times, Li Luo not only did not break away, but was tied even tighter by the rope.
Li Luo took a breath of cold air. Such a foreign object was unheard of. No wonder the person who tied up Li Luo was so confident about leaving Li Luo here alone.
"Don't waste your efforts. Those are black dragon tendons. In the East China Sea, they can tie up a sea beast. Not to mention people, even giant whales can't break free from being tied up."
Suddenly, a feeble voice came from somewhere in the cave, speaking in a somewhat hollow voice. The voice was very familiar, and Li Luo heard it as if it were the sound of nature. He quickly turned his head and looked around, shouting: "Si Youjuan."
, is it you!? Are you okay?"
There was a person lying on a flat rock five feet away from Li Luo. It was Si Youjuan whose whereabouts were unknown. Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge stone weighing on his chest had been lifted, and said with a smile: "Haha
, I finally found you. If you survive a disaster, you will be lucky. Why are you here? What is this place? "
Si Youjuan was silent for a long time and did not respond, which made Li Luo's heart suddenly rise again. Could there be other dangers here?
After a long while, Si Youjuan replied tiredly: "I don't know where this place is, probably at the bottom of Morang Beach."
"Huh? Then how did you get here?"
Suddenly, Si Youjuan struggled violently and tried to sit up, but fell back in vain. He gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "Those evil people who received a thousand cuts..."
"What villain?"
Si Youjuan fell silent again. Such hesitation really made Li Luo confused. Then he heard Si Youjuan say in a low voice with a hint of embarrassment and coldness: "My lord, surviving a catastrophe may not be a blessing."
Li Luo was startled, Si You had something to say tiredly, but his words were flashy and cryptic, as if he had something unspeakable that he couldn't tell Li Luo about. It was quite puzzling to Li Luo. They had already reached such a situation, sharing weal and woe, but still