Otherworldly Merchant

“Don't wait!” Han Lao Six waved: “Since the two of them haven't come back, they must have encountered some special situation, so we can't wait any longer. And Changping Ito dares to come and lie to us at this time, at least to show that he is extremely confident that he will not be discovered by others of the Asahi Society. ”

“In other words, the other side of the wire is relatively safe! ”

“Now that Ito's soul has fled, he must find a way to make up for it, and we will wait for it, not good! Let's go, and we'll cross the wire.” After that, he leaned back and dragged out another bottle - only a small half left in his backpack.

Han Lao Liu drank four or five bottles in a row, so he stood up and put Miss Caiyun's back behind him. He said to me: "This iron rope bridge is really dangerous. The first time, it gathered the strength of five sources to pass unhindered. Little White Dragon is in a light work, but now you are weak in spirit, it is difficult to get to the end, come, let me take you there! ”

“Six, you now...” I'm a little impatient.

“Whatever happens to me, I have a way to save my life. If you fall in half, I'm in trouble.” Han Lao Liu indisputably threw out a green vine and wrapped it around my waist. He held me across my chest and stepped onto the Iron Ribbon Bridge like a balancing tree.

The wire swayed, and the left and right swung, and the red magma rolled, releasing the heat waves and swinging red in front of the eyes.

The wire keeps rocking back and forth, the lowest place is just two meters from the magma, I'm afraid a big wave will catch us!

“You stand tall and don't move. Close your eyes if you're afraid!” Han Lao Six cautioned and rushed forward quickly.

The red light in front of me is getting worse and worse. I can't really help at this time, so I closed my eyes at the behest of Liu.

Click, click...

Six stepped on the wire and ran all the way. The footsteps were crisp and loud and very rhythmic!

As he ran quickly, he took a cold breeze, couldn't help but hit his face, but it was also very comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly felt like Han Lao Liu was squatting and jumping into the air.

Han Lao Liu is halfway through the sky, falling at the speed of the whistle!

Turns out the Iron Ribbon Bridge is at its end, with a black boulder all over the magma.

Han Lao Liu was struggling to jump from one end to the other, then jumped again.

Many rocks just slightly protrude 20 centimeters of magma, slight waves will be submerged, eyes full of black red staggered, both alarming and spectacular!

Han Lao Liu feared that the magma would splash on me, and raised me high to the flat shoulder.

Boom...

Knock, knock...

I can really feel his heartbeat.

Strangely enough, he seemed to have two hearts, jumping all the time in a hurry.

Dull heat, combined with intense activity, made Six's clothes wet long ago!

But so close to the magma, it's almost like a steel furnace, and it dries again soon.

Dry and wet, wet and dry, Han Lao Liu's shirt gave rise to a layer of white flower frost marks, that's salt!

Evaporating sweat deposited!

With Miss Caiyun behind her back, she hugged me and crossed the lava, constantly consuming her strength...

My heart hurts suddenly! Your eyes are a little wet.

I wanted him to put me down and go alone, but I was afraid to drag his back leg, which caused him trouble.

You can only hide it in your heart!

I held my fist tight and tried to restrain the tears and keep them from flowing.

The Eight Famous Parties owe me a lot of favors! The only way I can repay you is to fulfill my mission and live up to their expectations and trust.

“Almost there, look! That's the shore.” After a long and continuous drive, Han Lao Liu suddenly stopped on a slightly larger boulder and shouted my face up across the street.

Sure enough, in the fog, a huge, dark and empty space is hidden.

After the clearing, there is no red.

This is the end of the lava!

“Six, put me down this time. I'm not going to be in any danger just for a while, am I?” I looked at his muzzle and asked for it.

“It's not that bad.” Han Lao Liu said that he wiped a sweat and jumped again...

Boom!

Han Lao Liwei landed on the ground. After gently putting me and Miss Caiyun down, she lay on her back facing the sky and gasped heavily.

I pulled a bottle of wine out of his backpack and opened the cap and passed it over.

Han Lao Liu very weakly shook his head, his lips were pale and a layer of white skin burst out.

Han Lao Liu, who has always been a drunk, is so tired he can't even drink!

I snuck a corner of my eyes and turned around to see that Miss Caiyun's eyes also had tears.

After a long time, Han Lao Liu slowed down his breath and drank all the wine in his backpack.

It wasn't until then that his complexion recovered a little primitive from the painful paleness.

“Go!” As soon as his strength was restored, Han Lao Liu rose alive again, carrying Miss Caiyun on her back, and proceeded.

Though far away from the magma, the temperature here is still hot.

Without the red light, the world in front of us regained its usual darkness.

This lava road almost made us forget that we are still in a deep, unpredictable catacombs!

It's just that the tomb cut through the natural cave, crossed the dark flow of magma, and invisibly enlarged the palace by countless times and became pounding.

Han Lao Liu twisted the flashlight and walked away, looking extremely closely at the ground and surrounding area, trying to find all the clues of the first and the little white dragon.

This is the end of the wire, according to the theory, after the first and the little white dragon arrive here, the first will return to pick us up, and the little white dragon will wait far away.

But after such a long time, instead of coming back, they killed a fake first, but where are they?

You really want to make a metaphor for the terrain, like sticking your fists in the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub is lava, and that fist is the land where we stand.

The entire floor is made up of thick volcanic rock, slightly gray. Although the high and low depressions are uneven, overall, it is still a Ma Pingchuan, there are no high slope hills.

The flashlight swept away, the eyes were empty, there was no shadow!

“Hmm?” Suddenly, Han Lao Liu shouted suspiciously, squatting down.

From the light of the flashlight, that's a little bit of a square-shaped pit, more precisely, the corner of the square.

I stared for half a day and didn't see a thing, but Han Lao Six's eyes lit up, as if to find a new continent, and searched around.

“Six, what have you got?” I asked.

“The pit was left behind by the bottle.” As Han Lao Six searched harder, he explained: “When Little White Dragon walked away, he asked me for a bottle of wine. This is what the bottle left on the floor! This wine is produced in a small factory in the northeast and has only started in recent years. It tastes not very good, but it is powerful. I've thrown at least tens of thousands of bottles of this wine, I can't go wrong! They've been here before! At least Little White Dragon came by. ”