Otherworldly Merchant

“Who told you to save me? Your life is not just your own, you know that.” Miss Caiyun drank loudly.

“Me.” I climbed up, covered my face with one hand, and some grievances said: “I heard you were...”

“Even if I die here, I don't need you to save me. That's my mission! How am I supposed to meet your grandfather and Master Phoenix if saving my life matches yours instead? My life is my life. Is their life paper? Everyone else can sacrifice to protect you, and I want you to take risks instead. ”

“When I see a few of them, especially the first year.” Caiyun resented the scolding: “Didn't we agree that the first year as your ultimate caregiver, no matter what happens, must ensure your safety! Whoever is missing from the Eight Famous Parties, or the whole army is gone, nothing can happen to you, Zhang Jiulin! I can't even tell the difference. ”

She punched the stone wall angrily again.

Boom!

The red light bursts and the rubble splashes.

Miss Caiyun's temper is really frightening!

Without waiting for me to wake up, she squatted down again and stretched out her palm and rubbed a handful on Han Lao Six's open chest.

Immediately smells like barbecued meat.

Is this a simple surgical sewing procedure...

Miss Caiyun carried Han Lao Liu with her back. She turned her head and said to me: “What are you still standing there for? Let's go! ”

“Go where?” I stared at the slate mural in front of me, with some hair on it.

“This place is not a hiding place for the Divine Wu Emperor at all, let alone an eye-catching place, just one of the many secret chambers in the Divine Tomb! Besides, you're going the wrong way! The real artifact is on another fork.” Lady Caiyun carried Han's six big steps forward and continued: “There are many such secret rooms in the tomb. ”

“As far back as two months ago, the Asahi people took me deeper, because there were so many similar machine turnovers, and they still didn't find what they really wanted. ”

“But since no one has walked through this passage, the artifact must still be there. It's just that you're going in the wrong direction, the real artifact, which I can sense through the stone gate, should be at Little White Dragon's!” Lady Caiyun explained.

“Listen to the old protective laws in the Tianzhao Divine Society, this kind of stone wall organ, called the Nine Spin Back Soul Wall, there are nine organs banned, you activate it every time you touch it. ”

“Ah?” When I heard that, I was shocked again.

Nine organs?

Han and I just touched three tracks and almost lost our lives! If this is open all nine ways...

I don't know if Miss Caiyun guessed my mind, but she continued: “Each secret room has two forks of yin and yang, arranged exactly the same, and all restraints are the same side by side. In other words, you have opened three machines here, and there are only six left. From the difficulty you have just cracked, the previous machines should have been opened by Xiaobailong. ”

“I don't know what the reason is, this unfortunate child, learn to be good, stop, leave the next few difficulties to you, hurry... ah!” Suddenly, Miss Caiyun shouted and looked over to the side.

I hurriedly pinched the invisible needle and pointed in that direction.

But it was a black stone wall, and there was no doubt about it.

“I sense Little White Dragon has just been badly injured, go!” After that, Miss Caiyun suddenly stepped up her feet and rushed forward as fast as she could.

I rushed after him and said: "Well... Caiyun, let me carry the old six! ”

“No need, you little bastard! He carried me all the way and blamed me. ”

“Uh...” I was choked to death by her.

The celebrities of the Eight Sides seem to have a strange spleen other than the first year, such as this Rainbow Girl, who looks gentle, beautiful, and just as soon as I met her, she slapped me in the head with a big mouth and trained me without a head. From this temper alone, no less than any of them!

Although Caiyun is a little girl in her 20s by the looks of her, I know that this is the same as the first year and Han Lao Liu guarding my predecessors, but for various reasons, I don't want to call her that. But this little bastard kicked me back into the prototype.

Little White Dragon is right. If you count from my grandfather, you have to call him Grandma.

“And little White Dragon, this son of a bitch! If he hadn't been angry with Jiang Yunyan, I would have hastened to persuade him, and he wouldn't have been trapped by Tianzhao Divine Society. Whatever happens, it's on him until I see the son of a bitch.” Lady Caiyun ran and whispered.

Until then, I realized that the word "bastard" was her mantra, not to bully me.

Miss Caiyun was sucked out of her soul. She was unconscious for so long, but it seemed like she had not been affected at all. When she woke up, she lived like a tiger, walking with a big living man on her back! I threw my legs off so I could eat milk that I could barely catch up.

Han Lao Liu and I were just passing by, surrounded by dense and numb dead vine intestines, but now they are clean and can't even see a trace.

A hundred and ten meters went back along the cave, and all the sights were restored to normal.

Looks like Han Lao Liu's Burial Heavenly Forest wiped them out!

When they came to the store to find me, Han Lao Liu mentioned burying Tianlin.

So I knew it was his killer, but I didn't expect him to be so tough!

Moreover, it is carried out without the recovery of the power of the five sources and with extreme physical weakness. I don't know what kind of horror it is to bury heavenly groves at all costs.

Soon we ran back to the fork and followed in the other direction.

Not so far away, so far away you'll see a mess in that cave!

The entire cave was like a landslide site, with stone walls, caves and floors on both sides blown out of a deep cave the size of a dining table full of scattered gravel.

Plant-state intestinal worms were chopped into long fingers, scattered in pieces, covered with a layer of white frost, and traces of ice and snow were found in all the large holes on the stone wall.

This is the little white dragon's pen!

One of the truths this guy has always believed in is: "But whenever you do something that can be solved, you never give a shit! ”

Looks like the little white dragon got rid of a clean one just passing through here.

You owe me a hand, too!

“Little White Dragon, you son of a bitch, just hold on.” Miss Caiyun whispered to herself and moved forward quickly.

The sights on the two forks are almost identical, and even the matchmaker murals on the stone walls on both sides are no different. They are all celebrating the legend of the Heavenly Lord helping the people of Japan.

Me and Miss Caiyun ran all the way, not long after kung fu, I looked away at the end of the aisle.

The messy ground was blown out of a deep pit a few meters square, running to the edge of the pit and lying in a shadow underneath.

A white hair, covered in a thick coat, not a little white dragon. Who is it?