Chapter 37 Dark Fragrance

With a plop, he landed again.

The falling distance is actually not high, about five or six meters.

But it was dark everywhere and nothing could be seen, which directly caused Yong Da Tianshi to lie on the ground with a very indecent dog.

With mud and stone on the back, it crackled and made my back and buttocks hurt.

Fortunately, there is no big stone falling, otherwise, it will be smashed to death in this inexplicable place.

Shake the ground gently and slowly calm down.

Yong Bowen shook off the mud and sand on his face, and slowly climbed up. It was dark all around, and there was no light. Looking up, it was also a black hole. At this time, he pinched the magic formula, snapped with two fingers of his right hand, and a small flame came out of his fingertips. This is an authentic Sanbo real fire, but Yong Bowen's mana is limited, and he can only send out such a small handful. Usually, except for the occasional emergency burning charm, even the lighting at night is not bright, but this place has played an unexpected role.

The light of a small candle shines no more than a few meters behind the front of the body, and it can't be seen clearly no matter how far away it is.

The only thing that Yong Bowen can be sure is that what he is now in is not a very narrow hole, but a considerable capacity space.

He thought for a minute, squatted down to brush off the floating earth and looked at the ground.

The ground here is smooth and flat, all paved with large slabs.

A man-made space.

It's really unexpected that there will be such a dark room-like space under the small temple.

Yong Bowen was waiting to take a closer look. Suddenly, he heard a faint moan not far away. He quickly raised the flame and followed the sound. After two steps, he saw a man lying on the ground. It was Haruko Sakurai.

At this moment, Haruko Sakurai's hair is loose, gray-headed and earthy, and her clothes are also tattered. One leg is full of blood. Obviously, she is very injured and is struggling to sit up.

Yong Bowen hurried over, held Haruko Sakurai and asked, "How's it going?"

"I hurt my leg."

Haruko Sakurai's voice trembled, which seemed to be extremely painful and frightening.

Yong Bowen was thinking about going over to check how the injury was, but he didn't want Haruko Sakurai to suddenly hold him tightly with his backhand.

This sudden sudden startled a Yongda Tianshi, and the Sanyu in his hand was really extinguished.

The darkness was restored everywhere, and the fragrance in front of the nose was slodled, and the flustered and weak voice of Haruko Sakurai came to her ears.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me."

Over and over again, just five words, but the arm holding Yong Bowen became tighter and tighter.

Yong Bowen felt that his neck was about to be strangled. He couldn't breathe well for a moment and almost suffocated. He struggled to open Sakurai Haruko's hand. He took a long breath and comforted in a low voice, "Miss Haruko, don't be afraid. I want to see your legs."

Sakurai Haruko hugged Yong Bowen's shoulder tightly again and refused to let go. She just kept whispering, "Don't leave me, don't leave me."

Is this girl afraid of the dark?

Yong Bowen quickly grabbed his right hand and recited the spell to rub out a wisp of real fire.

Under the faint firelight, Haruko Sakurai's face was pale, as if she were dead, and her lips trembling gently. It seemed that she was very afraid.

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave. Let me see the wound on your leg!"

Yong Bowen comforted him softly, and Haruko Sakurai slowly let go of her hand. Yong Bowen moved the flame to her leg and looked at it. There was a long cut on her thigh. The flesh and flesh were rolled up and blood flowed. She quickly tore off the cloth from her clothes to make a bandage and simply bandage the wound.

It should be said that Yong Bowen still wears that kimono. It has a pure cotton texture, light and soft, and it is quite suitable to make a bandage.

After dressing the wound, as soon as Yong Bowen straightened up, Haruko Sakurai hugged him tightly again and hung it on him like a koala.

Yong Bowen felt that the two groups on his back were gentle and close, and he couldn't help but sway in his heart. Fortunately, he had practiced Taoist spells since he was a child. The spiritual platform was clear and his will was still firm. As soon as he swung, he immediately kept his mind and asked tentatively, "Miss Qingzi, are you afraid of the dark?"

"I'm not afraid of the dark." Haruko was silent for a moment and said, "I have claustrophobic space phobia."

Although I don't know much about medical knowledge, it is easy to understand the approximate name of the disease. Moreover, Yongbobo remembers that he also mentioned this disease in a horror movie he has seen before. People with this disease often panic in a dark closed space, so that they are insane and do some crazy things.

"This is not a closed space."

Yongbo tried to comfort Haruko Sakurai.

"I just saw the ground. It is paved with slate. It should be built by hand. There must be an exit. Even if there is no hole on it, we can go out. You can take a rest here first. I'll look around."

"No, don't leave me." Haruko Sakurai seemed to regard Yong Bowen as a life-saving straw. She not only did not let go, but also held it tighter and unconsciously squirmed.

Yong Bowen felt that the two balls of soft meat clinging to his back kept rubbing. It was really different. He couldn't help coughing and said, "Miss Qingzi, I won't go far. We have to get out of here as soon as possible. If this place collapses again, we will be buried alive.

This sentence made Haruko Sakurai shiver involuntarily, "Then can you look for it behind my back?" Although it was a pleading tone, there was no relaxation on the tightly hugged arm.

Yong Bowen had no choice but to stand up, put Haruko Sakurai on his back, chose a direction at will, and walked forward carefully.

This is an artificial space. No matter which direction you choose, I believe that if you can't go far, you will touch the wall. At that time, you can make a basic judgment based on the size and direction of the wall.

To Yong Bowen's surprise, he walked for a long time without hitting any walls or obstacles to stop him.

People often lose the feeling of time and space in the dark, so Yong Bowen keeps the same pace from the beginning, and silently counts the number of steps he has taken.

At this time, he has taken more than 3,000 steps, about half a meter per step, which is a distance of 1,500 meters.

He actually walked three miles on the ground, but there was still no end.

How big is it here?

Yong Bowen felt a little flustered in his heart. He quickly took a few deep breaths to stabilize himself as much as possible. He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and extinguished the real fire at his fingertips. Although the small flames could not consume much mana, it could not be wasted endlessly.

As soon as the firelight disappeared, Sakurai Haruko couldn't help whispering, holding Yong Bowen's arms tightly for three points, which made Yong Da Tianshi roll his eyes. He suspected that he would be strangled to death by this little woman.

Haruko Sakurai asked in a trembling voice, "Is there no way out?"

Yong Bowen explained, "It seems to be very big here. It's not a way to walk so blindly. Let's take a break first and let me think about it." As he spoke, he squatted down slowly and carefully put Haruko Sakurai on the ground. Just as he was about to sit down, Haruko Sakurai suddenly shouted, "No, I can't stay here. I'll go crazy. I'm going to leave this damn place!" He let go of his arms and ran forward like crazy, but he fell to the ground without two steps.

It's really getting up and falling down quickly.

Yong Bowen hurriedly caught up with Sakurai Haruko, but as soon as he bent down, Sakurai Haruko put his hand around his neck and took him down involuntarily, hitting him into her arms.

The sweet and greasy aroma fills the nasal cavity, and the two peaks on the side of the face are warm and attractive.

"I don't want to die here. Don't leave me." Haruko Sakurai muttered, her tone was crazy but there was a sense of emptiness, which sounded like sleepwalking.

"I won't leave. Can you let me go first?"

Yong Bowen is really very hard. His head is stuffed in the middle of the two meat peaks, and it is extremely difficult to breathe. What's worse, under this strong **, the natural animal nature of his lurking man is a little ready to move. An organ that has swelled and quickly swells to pain is a good proof. .

At this moment, Yong Bowen inexplicably thought of an ancient sage, Comrade Liu Xiahui.

When he read the deeds of this gentleman who was not confused, he didn't feel anything, but now that he experienced this kind of **, he couldn't help but have some malicious conjectures. When Comrade Liu Xiahui held a beautiful woman, he didn't know whether the thing was hard or not, and whether it was too hard to hurt. In this way, he could stand it and really let People admire it, but is there a way to solve it afterwards?

"No, you lied to me. That's how you lied to me at the beginning. As soon as I let go, you will leave me and never come back! I will never let go and never leave you again. Shall we be together forever? Only by your side, I won't be afraid of the darkness, and I won't be afraid of everything in this damn place.

Well... Yongbo realized that Haruko Sakurai was obviously in a state of confusion. He probably imagined him as someone who had left her, and listening to what she said, the relationship between the two was obviously very ambiguous.

"I won't lie to you, and I will never leave. Let go."

Yong Bowen swore in a muffled voice.

"Then you kiss me first, and I will believe you."

Uh... This is really... embarrassing.

Yong Bowen had a three-second ideological struggle, and finally decided not to be too limited at a very moment. He immediately agreed, "Okay, let go first and let me look up."

"Why do you raise your head? Don't you like to kiss me the most? Usually, I always hold it and put it in and kiss it.

Haruko Sakurai's breathing became short.

Yong Bowen was puzzled. When he thought about what this meant, Haruko Sakurai tore open his skirt.

A pair of proud snow peaks were immediately exposed to the air.

Unfortunately, Master Yongda can't see this seductive scene.

On the one hand, it's too dark here, but on the other hand, he is close to the two meat balls. It's so close that there is only a greasy white ball in front of him, and he can't see the whole picture at all. Before he can react, Haruko Sakurai has grabbed his right breast and stuffed it into his mouth!

For a moment, the mouth was full of fragrance, and the strange sweet fragrance fell from the mouth in an instant, fell into the stomach along the esophagus, and then expanded to every thin chest in the body at a lightning speed.

The whole body is immersed in this strange sweet fragrance.

Yong Bowen only felt a sensation in his mind, as if there was also an earthquake there, and he had lost his ability to think at all, leaving only a blank.

The blood is boiling, no, it should be said that the blood of the beast is boiling!

There is only the most primitive instinct left at this moment!