Chapter 43 Escape from Death

"Bang", the two were directly knocked back and smashed to the ground by the violent airflow.

A choking stream of air sprayed from the throat, the red sandalwood coughed in a muffled voice, and the bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth to his chest.

Wu Cang Juelan covered his chest, and the red robe dried the blood again. Looking at the opposite side, the man was not very uncomfortable.

The middle-aged man stabilized his backward body, gritted his teeth and licked back the blood from his lips, and looked into their eyes like a wolf.

The afterglow of the corner of the red sandalwood's eyes turned around, and the heat wave was close to the cliff. He looked down at the fox, and the fox grabbed the robe on her chest.

The two stood up with each other, staggering a little, swaying against the middle-aged man. He is embarrassed, his breath is unstable, and even has problems standing alone, but his spine is always straight.

"You have no way out." The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Wu Cang Juelan turned his head and looked at the cliff behind him. Danfeng's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were evil: "Your subordinates were killed by you for not completing the task, so what if you didn't complete the task?"

The middle-aged man's body stiffened, his eyes narrowed, and then arrogantly said, "On the verge of death, I advise you to think more about yourself! I have completed the task!" After saying that, the five fingers were raised above the top of the head, and the palms of the hands and the power gathered crazily.

Red sandalwood took a deep breath and retreated without a trace of the people next to him.

"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man shook his hand, and the sphere where the power gathered hit the target, rising and bigger in the air.

Before the ball came, the fierce wind blew their robes back. The two exhausted people swayed in the wind. Before the strong attack arrived, they were swept down the cliff by the sound.

Wu Cang Juelan fell down, and the strong ball in front of him roared head-on. He was a little relieved, and they moved fast enough. He turned his eyes and looked at the face close in front of him. Everything on the cliff was quickly stuck with him. The only one who could make him not be dazzling was the same as his speed. At such a close distance, he noticed that his face was indistinguishable, but strangely, it was a little more feminine.

The red sandalwood hair trembles a little, this look. He turned his face to avoid his eyes getting closer and closer and looked at the cliff.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and her hand touched her waist and threw a thin whip with some difficulty. The other end of the whip tied a protruding stone on the cliff.

The two fell on the rope and approached the cliff, and the surrounding scenery finally stopped moving.

The middle-aged man stood on the cliff with his hands behind his hands, and the wind on the edge of the cliff blew his robes.

His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince of Languo fell off the cliff and died.

Turning around, a man flew up and disappeared in the destroyed and miserable forest.

The forest has never been so lively, and the path into the forest has never been stepped on by so many people. Hao Lianliuyue arrived first, looking at the broken trees all over the ground, and his hand holding the horse whip tightened and tight.

Gu Zi followed him. She had never seen the prince look so unpredictable. She followed him without saying a word.

Hao Lianliuyue squatted down, his soft clothes fell on the ground, and a broken blade turned over on his long fingers. Judging from the degree to which the broken sword was broken, the man's control of power was by no means under him. Linmu, with just a few layers of skills, naturally can't be an opponent.

He raised his robe and said quietly outside his whole personality: "Gu Zi, tell him to go down and teach everyone to search for the little prince. If you don't see him, don't go back!"

He didn't speak fast, but it made the people present feel heavy. If you don't see anyone, don't go back. This is the first time they have heard such an absolute order from Mr. Liu Yue.

"Yes!" Gu Zili turned over the horse and passed the order away.

All the people who came from all sides were stunned by the tragedy in the forest. Youlin, the thickest trees, flowers and plants in Yushan, has now become like this, with fallen trees, devastated ground, and cracks as wide as a person's body.

"Oh, my God, what's going on? The ground is full of remnant swords.

"How tragic is this?

"Isn't it said that there is an unconformity rule in this forest: it is not allowed to enter? How could someone do it here?"

"How much power does it take to cause so much damage? What kind of god is this?

All kinds of comments in the crowd are endless, and the quietest one is Hao Lianliuyue. Without caring about what other people were saying, he followed the traces of fighting all the way to the cliff. Standing on the edge of the cliff, he didn't say a word, and his white robe flew in the wind.

Mu Qing stood beside him in a few steps, looked at the mess all the way and said, "I'm afraid the little prince's life is worried."

He doesn't need to say it, he naturally knows. Hao Lianliuyue turned his head and looked at him. There was no emotion at that glance. He left a cold sentence: "Don't bother Master Mu to remind you." Then, he turned around and walked down the cliff.

Mu Qing stood on the edge of the cliff and sang for a moment, looking up at the mountain peak towering into the clouds on the opposite side. In fact, it's not necessarily bad to be dead now.

The movement of the clothing bone religion has lasted all day. During this period, there are also other sects to help look for it. After all, it is good to be able to sell personal feelings. However, the results obtained are all: "There is no news from the little boy."

Hao Lianliuyue sat on the main seat, holding his head with one hand, and his long fingers softened his temples. His tone was a little tired: "Are you sure you've finished searching? Haven't you missed a place?"

Gu Zi stood in front of the four people, red, yellow, blue and green, and said in a low voice: "Yes. The secluded forest was almost dug up. There has been someone under the cliff guarding him, but he hasn't found the little prince. The cliff has also been sent to search carefully, including the whole Yushan. However, it is true that the little prince was not found.

No, no, no! How much has he heard such news today? Hao Lian stood up and looked around at everyone in the hall: "No matter what method is used, in a word--" He took a deep breath. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to see people, you want to see corpses."

I want to see the corpse. When the body was cold, several people looked at each other carefully, Lin Mu... Kneeling neatly on one leg, their voices in the lobby were loud: "No!"

Anyway, find him!

Wu Cang Juelan threw a piece of wood into the fire, hung his hand on his half-bowed one leg, and half leaned against the stone wall and said leisurely, "Amu, we have been trapped here for a long time."

Red sandalwood looked up at the flickering face in the opposite firelight: "This place is blocked. Do you have a way to get out?"

Why can't anyone find them? Because they don't know where they are.

At that time, they fell on the fine whip and thought it was saved. As a result, the fine whip did not tie the stone because the red sandalwood power was completely lost. At that time, the two people who did not know it worked hard and worked very successfully, not to be pulled up by the whip but pulled down.

The two rolled down the cliff and saw a black opening under a huge stone in a daze. Then they rolled in, slid down the slope, and then reached this place now.

"I'm just a little strange. After stopping, we climbed up the way we came, but we didn't see the narrow black mouth when we came. Can the things in this world disappear out of thin air? Picking up the firelight higher, Wu Cang Juelan said with a smile.

At that time, they dragged their wounds all over. They climbed a slope and were slid down. They fell down countless times and gritted their teeth and climbed up again. The slope was full of black blood. Until they climbed to the end, they found that it was just a narrow stone wall, and they were sure that there was no slit between the wall and the surroundings.

Under the firelight, the flesh and blood of the palm is a little fearing. The red sandalwood picked out the small stone in the meat with a small wooden stick and said without moving his eyebrows, "This stone house is so big that it has all kinds of living utensils. I don't know how many years ago someone lived there."

Wucang Juelan looked around and didn't know how thick the dust in the stone house was. A very simple stone bed, a stone cabinet, a stone stove and tables and stools, either stone things or some basic living utensils, and a row of neat bookshelves. It seems that the books on the shelves are very old. He flattened his mouth and said, "It's been decades or even hundreds of years. When we came in, this place was not popular at all."

Red sandalwood glanced at him. Didn't he dislike the dirty place? He would rather lean against the corner of the stove than sit on a gray stool. Have you had enough rest?"

When they came down from the slope, their whole body was out of strength, and the two of them rolled down directly. Then he labored to move here, made a fire, and squatted until now.

Wu Cang Juelan hooked his lips, and Danfeng's eyes overflowed with a smile: "Let's see who is the dead."

With that, he stood up, and the red clothes fell down. He bent down and stretched out his hand in front of him with a smile. He was more seriously injured than him, and he was afraid it would be difficult to get up.

Looking at the blood-stained hands in front of him, the red sandalwood raised his head, paused slightly, and then put his equally bloody hand on it. Put all the strength of your body into your hand and lean against him to stand up. Without strength, there should be no unnecessary arrogance.

"I have basically never read these books." Wu Cang Juelan kept converting several books from the bookshelf, but the result was still strange.

When red sandalwood heard the words, he raised his head from the page of the book: "I don't know how many years ago it was." The book in her hand is all about the things before the five countries started.

Wu Cang Juelan pulled out a yellowed book from a corner of the bookshelf. When he opened it, some shredded paper decayed by time fell down. His eyes glanced at the obscure words, and he whispered, "The Donghai Sea Demon Family, charms the world with magic sound, where the sound passes, devours the soul. The corpse family in the South China Sea, contracted with death, killed decisively and ran rampant in the world. The saint of the central temple, together with the light, shines brightly, and is reborn in mind and body. Western Red Sea, Red Sea--" Wu Cang Juelan carefully checked the book. There were decayed edges in the Red Sea, and then there was nothing left. Turning through the page, the record is completely different. He tilted his head slightly, and his long eyelashes pulled down, which were straight and upturned. What are these?"

Red sandalwood shook his head, not like something in this world, and guessed, "Maybe it's a novel or something."

Wu Cang Juelan nodded. It's better to find something useful to them. Otherwise, they will starve to death here sooner or later. Putting the book in his hand to the original place, Wucang Juelan suddenly paused slightly. It was just a small book. It was not bad to spend time with time. Who knew how long it would take to spend here.

Red Sandalwood saw his movements, but she didn't care. The two of them turned over this long bookshelf and didn't know how long it had been. When the last book was finished, Wucang Juelan leaned against the bookshelf and stuffed the book back with his backhand. In his order, his hands were sore.