Chapter 153 Skeleton

Under the leadership of Xuanying, the broken cloud came to a very hidden cave.

The cave has not been in or out for a long time, and the broken clouds entered the cave and soon came to an empty field.

I don't want to, a single empty field makes the clouds shudder.

The broken cloud looked at the empty field in front of him, his eyes contracted and his breathing were short, and he stood there.

The Xuanying on his shoulder seemed to be unable to stand the scene in front of him. He began to be irritable and jumped left and right on the shoulder of the broken cloud, making an annoying low sound from time to time.

Breaking the clouds took a deep breath, forced the surprise in his heart, and slowly walked into the empty field.

The empty field is very large, and there are more squares of two feet.

The cave has come to a very spacious place, and the cave above the head is also tall, and there is still a black mountain wall around it. There is a hole about one person high in the middle, and there is nothing special other than that.

What surprised the broken clouds is on the ground, and the whole empty field is densely covered with dead bones and blood-stained blades!

Dead bones! Blade!

It is dense all over the empty field, and there is not even a place to foot, as if the dead bones are a layer of uneven ground!

The dead clothes have decayed into dust in the cave, and the remaining bones are very old, and they will immediately turn into powder with a slight touch. Some dead bones are scattered. I don't know if they were blown away by the wind after death or when they died.

The broken cloud looked at the messy withered bones at his feet, and even the cold and shining blades stood in some of the dead bones, and sighed in his heart. It seemed that his later thoughts should be closer to the facts. These people should kill each other, otherwise there can be no blade on the wreckage.

The horizontal and vertical blade is full of copper rust, and no blade can maintain its original appearance. It is very difficult to occasionally see a broken blade shining with cold light.

The broken cloud casually picked up a long gun on the ground.

The long gun is six feet away and made of iron. Judging from the black under the rust of the head of the gun, it should be made of rare black iron. After a closer look, the head of the long gun suddenly broke and fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.

Bo Yun looked at the remaining fire sticks in his hand and threw them to the ground with a wry smile. His heart was surging. What on earth has happened here! How can it be so tragic!

I don't know how many people died in the whole empty field, and I can't calculate it at all, but from the point of view of no place, the remains here will never be less than 300 people!

Three hundred people died together! What's going on?!

Is this the battlefield of thousands of troops?! Then these wrecks are rare, but... who has nothing to fight in the cave?! Both armies are afraid of being trapped in ambush. How can they fight in such a narrow cave?

It's either a war or a martial arts battle!

What made so many martial arts heroes fight to death?! Duel between the two sects? Even a duel would not choose such a dark cave. If it hadn't been for the sect battle, so many people would have died...

The broken cloud's eyes lit up, which was probably to compete for something!

Human nature is greedy.

In the face of greed, some people restrain themselves and become saints. Some people can't restrain themselves and become mortals.

But no matter who you are, you will become a mortal in front of ** that you can't stand.

Of course, I will do anything for my own **!

'What so many people compete for must be a peerless treasure. If you find it, you will send it!'

I thought about it secretly, and suddenly felt that it was impossible. So many people have died. What else can be left behind? It has been taken away long ago.

Breaking the clouds cruelly, he kept muttering, "As a last resort, it is by no means blasphemy. Don't blame the seniors." Slowly walked away in the empty field.

click! Click!

The sound of stepping on the dead bones under his feet really made Poyun feel a little furious. He couldn't help scolding Xuanying. It's not as happy as a war to suffer such a crime. What's more abominable is that in a blink of an eye, Xuanying has disappeared and I don't know where he has gone.

After cursing in Poyun's heart, he couldn't help but have the idea of pulling out the white-haired bird's hair and roasting it.

How unwilling to do it, but there is no reason to retreat when you get here. Moreover, after all, Poyun is not a timid person. More importantly, Poyun still has a little confidence in his martial arts skills, or how dare he fight against Xing Yin alone.

There is nothing else in the empty field except the dead bones and messy blades, even the footprints and traces of fighting in those years. Poyun really doesn't understand the reason why so many people have to kill you. Can't we sit down and talk?

I think of my deep blood. If I sit down and talk with my enemies, I might as well kill myself. Po Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that sometimes it was really impossible to sit down and talk peacefully.

Turning around in the empty field, the clouds only felt cold all over, not to say that the clouds are timid. Anyone who sees such dead bones at first glance will inevitably be shocked, and then in the shock of the sound of broken bones, let alone few people will be safe.

The broken cloud stood in front of the small hole. There was nothing in the empty field. If you want to find a clue, you can only continue to walk forward, and the front is inside the hole.

The hole in front of it is still dark.

I don't know whether I feel something in the heart of the clouds or are scared by the scene in the empty field. No matter how I look at it, I feel that there is danger in the hole in front of me, or there is something that makes me afraid of it.

The broken cloud turned around and looked for it again, and found that there was still no trace of the white-haired bird. He scolded the white-haired bird for abandoning himself and ran away. However, since you have arrived here, you must go to the end and see that Poyun is still not determined for the treasure.

This hole is much smaller than the hole that just came in. It is also manually chiseled, and the handwork is still very rough. Now that the clouds want to come, it may not be the craftsman who is lazy... Maybe he is in a hurry to catch up with the progress. So, what do you do in such a hurry?

This time, there is not only the sticky thing on the mouth of the cave, but also some on both sides of the cave. I don't know what it is, but it hasn't dried yet, so it should not be left for a long time.

Breaking the cloud tightened his heart, he raised his vigilance and slowly walked into the cave.

The passage in the cave did not turn. There were many bones and blades lying horizontally, but it was obviously much less than the empty field, and the broken clouds found some things such as strong crossbows lying on the ground.

These things have not been seen in the empty field. They look like dead bones all over the ground. Why did they use remote crossbows instead in this narrow space? Use long-range weapons instead in close combat?

Po Yun tilted his head and thought about it. It seemed that the ancients and their own ideas were really much different. He was thinking nonsense, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes under his feet. He walked inside cautiously.

The passage is not very long. At the end is a small round hole, but the color of the mountain wall behind the empty field turns into dark gray. There was a tall skeleton lying on the ground. The dead chest collapsed, and his right arm was far away from his body. It seemed that he was very uncomfortable when he died.

The cloud broke with a wry smile and looked at another skeleton close to it.

This skeleton is leaning against the wall, and it is a little unexpected that it has not been scattered after such a long time. There is no damage from the bones, only traces of corrosion on the bones. Not far from the skeleton, a bright long sword shines with cold light, and there is still no rust after many years, which shows that it is not ordinary.

Poyun looked doubtfully at the skeleton. The scattered skeleton must have been killed by this guy. Judging from his death posture, it seemed that he had not been injured by external forces. Did he die from internal injury? If you die from internal injury, you should not be able to stand, and what's wrong with this thin and corroded thing above the bones?

Breaking the cloud casually picked up the long sword, and his fingers flicked gently, and the sound of clear sound was endlessly pleasant.

Breaking the cloud couldn't help praising, "Good sword!" Although I don't know much about weapons, I don't feel much worse than the moon mark.

In the heart of the broken clouds, there is no blade that can compare with the last moon.

The long sword reflects a faint blood-like red, the sword body is thin and narrow, and the deep blood groove leads from the tip of the sword to the hilt. The broken cloud secretly swallowed and let this guy stab him. I guess he was going to bleed to death. Two small words above the hilt of the sword, "taking".

'Spirit...''Spirit...'

Poyun looked at the sword and muttered, "The name is very appropriate. Such a vicious sword must be unbearable to be stabbed. As for whether the soul can't fly, it's better not to try it lightly..." After death, he looked at it and cursed, "Is that guy with white-haired bird really run out by himself? This unjust dead bird."

There is nothing strange in the empty field except these two dead bones. It can't help but be strange that so many people are fighting to death. What on earth are they fighting for? Isn't there still nothing here? Is there anything you haven't noticed?

There is nothing suspicious in the cave except the mountain wall, but what is the sticky mucus? Why is there no trace at the end?

If the standing person kills the man on the ground, then the standing person should have no enemies. Why did he die? And he stood and died strangely. Could it be that there was a fisherman's benefit later?

The cloud-breaking head is a little confused. So many people must be fighting for something very strange. Looking at the hollow, I'm afraid that the treasure has been taken away. This is not far from the bamboo house of the lonely predecessor. Has it been taken away by the lonely predecessor?

Thinking of this, I can't help shaking my head. Who knows that the lonely predecessors and the people who died here are not from the same era. Maybe the two groups of people can't stand it. Moreover, lonely seniors can't be so murderous... Thinking about it, I feel that I have no confidence in my heart...

However, whether they are close or not, there is no treasure here. It doesn't make sense to stay here. It's better to leave this gloomy place as soon as possible.

Just as Poyun decided to leave, he suddenly felt something moving. Poyun thought that his eyes were a little blurred in the dark, and he settled down and looked at the mountain wall again. He couldn't help but be scared to death!

The skeleton against the wall moved!!