Chapter 70 The coldness of that liquid

Qian Shirou had to watch Qin Yu climb up step by step in a dilemma. At this time, she could only expect him to come back to save herself. Although it seemed more likely to be from the nature of this ** thief, would he come back to save herself if she treated him so much? Qian Shirou was a little annoyed with herself at present. Why did you do that to him, but she was relieved after thinking about it, because the reason for all this was that the thief was too obscure. Looking at Qin Yu's figure hanging in mid-air, she felt that it was a wise choice not to climb up with him, because she felt that if she was really in the place where she was not touched by the ground, she was afraid that she would have been scared to death before falling to death.

Will he come back? All kinds of resentments about Qin Yu have long been forgotten by her, leaving only this question.

And the little guy looked at Qin Yu who was climbing up and wanted to follow him. However, Qian Shirou actually held its neck and made it helpless. It was better to succumb to her ** power.

Seeing that the figure under him finally disappeared under the mist, Qin Yu used wind magic to fly up. To be honest, according to the speed of his climbing up, he really didn't know when he would climb to the top of this big crack that could not be seen from the top.

Zhao San and Chen Si, who are bored, are playing cards and drinking at this time. In this unlikely place, they feel that there is no need to be so careful, not to mention that the two little guys may have died. So they not only drank wine but also drank vigorously. It was not until they barely regarded one finger as two fingers that they put down the wine pot in their hands.

"I said Zhao San, do we have to go down to have a look after dawn? Otherwise, if we really stay here for two or three nights as Team Fan said, it will be a big loss. How much time will be wasted? I haven't visited the little red in Yihongyuan for a long time. It's hard to miss her."

"Go down? Don't think about it. How deep this cliff is? If you accidentally fall down, it will be smashed to pieces. Although he felt dizzy, Zhao San still knew the importance of the matter.

"Why don't we call a magician who can do wind magic?" Chen Si said with slightly hazy eyes.

"Wind magician? I said don't think about it. Those magicians are so afraid of death. Who dares to go down? They are weak. As soon as they meet Warcraft, they will be finished. Besides, you also heard those hissings yesterday. It's a python. 50% of the pythons are Warcraft. Who do you think will take this risk? Zhao San immediately denied Chen Si's idea.

"Then we really want to stay for two days and three nights." Chen Si said helplessly.

"That's all."

"Who do you think is that masked teenager who deserves to be treated so hard by the Fan team?" Chen Si, who didn't know what had happened, asked curiously.

"Maybe the person who accidentally offended Team Fan. As you know, those who are less capable than him * smaller than him will be killed by him if anyone who dares not listen to him."

"That deserves that boy. No one should be offended, but to offend Team Fan." Chen Si hummed angrily in his nose. After saying that, he suddenly got up and said, "It's really a lot of water after drinking too much. I'll pee. Zhao San, you boy, drink it by yourself."

"Go ahead and be careful not to be bitten by a beautiful snake." Zhao San** said with an evil smile.

"I'll go to you." After saying that, Chen Si staggered down towards a big tree not far ahead.

With the gradual decline of swelling**, Chen Si suddenly felt a burst of pleasure hitting his whole body, giving him a sense of pleasure after launch. It's so cool, he sighed, and then shook a few times.

At this moment, there was a slight sound from the weeds a few meters away from him, but he thought it was the wild cat in front of him, so he didn't care at all, but scolded angrily, "Mom, you dead wild cat, don't fool me, be careful to give you a dead body."

"Haha, I said Chen Si, you are so afraid of death." Zhao San, who turned his back to Chen Si, couldn't help laughing.

"Who said that, you are dead Zhao San. I..." But before he finished speaking, Chen Si saw an object that was still faintly shiny in the night quickly flying towards his throat. In an instant, his wine woke up, but his drunken eyes reacted too slowly. After the thing pierced his throat, his hand lifted half an inch.

Chen Si didn't understand until he died. What pierced his throat. He just felt that the thing was extremely cold, and immediately turned into ** and flowed down after stabbing him in the throat. Chen Si regretted why he dared to drink with others in the Warcraft Forest. If he was given another chance to resurrect, he decided not to touch the wine again, but how could he still have a chance?

He covered his throat with his hands, but Chen Si didn't pull out anything. He just retreated and couldn't say a word. After a few steps back, he sat on the ground, and then leaned against the big tree behind him, while a pair of protruding eyes still stared at the flying out. The weeds of the bright object, but it was dark there, and he didn't see anything.

"What's wrong with Chen Si? It's so unreassuring to scatter a bird." Listening to the thumping footsteps behind him, Zhao Si didn't care. He thought that Chen Si, who was drunk, accidentally tripped over something, but he did not turn his head to help Chen Si up, but still picked up the wine pot and poured wine into his mouth. After drinking a sip of wine, he still licked his lips endlessly.

However, why hasn't Chen Si moved yet? Did he fall asleep? Zhao San grabbed the wine pot and took a sip, and then looked in the direction of Chen Si. However, after a turn, he found a cold wind coming to his face. When he reacted, he found that an object that was actually shining in the night sky actually hit the wine pot half-raised in front of his throat.

"Dang"

A small sound came from the night sky.

After the sound, the thing that hit the wine pot suddenly turned into countless fragments.

This sudden change made Zhao San sweat coldly and half wake up. He understood that if the wine pot hadn't blocked the inexplicable thing in his hand, he would have been lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy.

And at this moment, he hurriedly carried light kung fu, and then retreated ten meters away.

What on earth was the sneak attack on him? He felt the coolness from his hand. Zhao San instantly understood that it was **, but what ** has so much energy?

Zhao San, whose doubts had not been resolved, then saw a ghostly flashing out of the darkness. With his eyes wide open, he finally saw clearly that there was a strange man in front of him. Since he did not participate in the pursuit of Qin Yu yesterday, he naturally did not know that the person in front of him was Fan Jian's pursuit.

At this time, the afterglow of Zhao San's eyes caught a glimpse of Chen Si lying crookedly under the tree. He couldn't help but say, "You, did you kill him?"

"Yes." Qin Yu said indifferently.