The moment Qinghu knelt down, countless figures appeared behind Qinghu, kneeling respectfully in front of Xia Qingqing, but the endless figures quickly disappeared.
As I watched, the images of the people were like collapsing steam, disappearing into the dark passage. I don't know why, but I felt a burst of sadness from the bottom of my heart, but there seemed to be a faint hope in this sadness.
I turned to look at Xia Qingqing, the only hope of the Fox Clan rested on her.
As Xia Qingqing bowed slightly to the will of the Fox Clan, the last few Fox Clan silently disappeared into the darkness. Only the green fox stared at me for a long time before slowly dissipating: "Be kind to Xia Qingqing."
The Green Fox should be the leader of the Fox Clan who fought against the Three-Eyed Clan back then. She has never admitted her identity, but various signs have shown that she is the proud and willful Green Fox back then.
I don't know what happened to them back then, but I can feel that they both want to see each other again, even if it's just a few minutes and seconds, they can make up for the regrets left behind. After all, they fell in love back then.
Xia Qingqing said softly: "Wang Huan, why did Qinghu insist on choosing the 'Maweipo Incident' to test you."
I said in a deep voice: "Because everything in Maweipo is like they were back then, right?"
Li Longji may not not love Yang Yuhuan, and may not have thought of taking her out of the siege, or coming and going with her. But Li Longji still struggled in his heart, for Datang's final struggle.
I don’t know why, but I, who never believed in the existence of ghosts in the world, would at that moment hope that there really were ghosts in the world and that reincarnation really existed. It can reunite them in another world, or meet again after traveling through time and space.
Xia Qingqing said softly: "If you didn't find yourself in an illusion, what would you do?"
"It's still the same!" I smiled: "Let's go! There are still many things waiting for us."
"Still the same?" Xia Qingqing followed me and said to herself: "You mean, you want to die in exchange for Yang Yuhuan's chance of survival? Do you think... "
I said as I walked: "I can stand and talk without pain in my back. I am not Li Longji. If I were to be in his position, I might be worse than him. No one knows what their promise will be until the last moment." I won’t be dismissed as a fart by myself. This is the truth.”
While I was talking, I had already walked several hundred meters away from Xia Qingqing. I wanted to go further along the tunnel, but Xia Qingqing whispered: "There is a door here."
I took advantage of the situation and looked in the direction of Xia Qingqing's finger. There was nothing there except a few patterns.
Xia Qingqing explained: "There is a phantom formation of the Fox Clan here. They deliberately blocked a gate and set up a killing array in front. If we walk over, we will fall into the Fox Clan's trap."
"Where are we going?" As I spoke, Xia Qingqing gently wiped the wall. The dark brown wall suddenly rippled under her hand, and the masonry on the wall quickly faded away with the ripples as the center. The original color reveals a wooden door.
I just pushed lightly, and the two doors suddenly opened, revealing the stairs behind them. I peeked behind the door and met a bloody eye.
When I looked at that pupil, my head suddenly buzzed and went blank. I clearly felt that my body was leaning forward, but I couldn't control my body that was about to fall to the ground. After blinking, I I felt a sharp pain in my head, and my whole body fell on the stairs like a ball, rolling down.
Although I heard Xia Qingqing chasing me from behind, she was always one step slower and could not catch up. But after I rolled several times in a row, I was bounced up by the steps and fell to the ground with my face downwards.
It wasn't until the moment my body fell from the sky that I saw a huge steel-toothed iron clamp lying underneath the stairs, and my head was falling onto the spring in the middle of the iron clamp.
Just when I was about to come into contact with the iron clamp, Xia Qingqing suddenly hugged my waist from behind and held me upside down in the air. The moment I was hanging upside down, I immediately retracted my hands to my side, and the top of my head also It stopped outside the closing range of the iron clamp.
Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I suddenly saw the stairs under Xia Qingqing's feet suddenly drop half a foot, and our two bodies also dropped a lot together. Just now, Xia Qingqing was still holding my body up to try. I wanted to save people, but now it seemed like I was going to send my head directly into the clamp.
When I was suddenly startled, Xia Qingqing suddenly made a backward movement, lying on the stone steps. My head was raised half a foot, but the iron clamp on the ground was closed in that moment. , like a knife blade, it slid past the tip of my nose with jagged edges, closing together coldly.
If our movements were any slower, my head would be cut off by the iron clamp and fall to the ground.
I gasped several times, then got up from the ground dripping with cold sweat, and looked back at the door behind the stairs.
The two wooden doors closed quietly at some point, and those blood-red eyes, illuminated by the firelight, glared condescendingly at the two of us, and their murderous intent rushed towards my consciousness like a sword.
At that moment, I actually regarded a picture as my opponent. I was so horrified that I drew my sword and pointed it at the bloody eye. The person also took half a step back.
Taking the wrong step when facing an enemy is a normal reaction of a warrior, because staggering the feet makes it easier to exert force and allows one to respond faster. However, after just taking one step, the ground beneath my feet sank slightly.
In shock, I jumped up and climbed three steps before landing on the stairs. When I looked back, there was nothing else on the ground except a piece of blue brick that had been sunk by my step.
When I looked at the bloody eye on the wall again, I seemed to see a playful smile flashing in that eye.
Is that eye laughing at me? Am I being laughed at by a painting
This thought popped up in my mind and I couldn't let it go anymore. Xia Qingqing whispered: "That eye is playing tricks on us!"
"Go back! Be careful where you step." I watched the bloody eyes on the wall slowly retreating, but the lights along the way seemed to be escorting us forward. Every time we took a step, one light would suddenly light up, briefly. After a short while, the entire secret passage became brightly lit, but standing in the light only made me feel cold all over.
Although I could only see one bloody eye, I felt like I was standing in a secret room full of surveillance cameras, and someone in another dimension was watching me struggle, even if I wanted to get out of the predicament I was in. Nothing can be done.
While I couldn't help but tremble, Xia Qingqing gently held my hand: "Don't be afraid! We can fight out."
"We can fight our way out! Since someone has given us a light, let's walk over there boldly and meet that friend!" As I spoke, I held Xia Qingqing's hand tightly and pulled her striding towards the depths of the secret passage.
At that time, I looked like I was walking quickly, and I was secretly transmitting messages to Xia Qingqing: "Do you see what those eyes are?"
"I don't know!" Although Xia Qingqing was transmitting sound, there was a tremor in her voice: "I can feel that there is an extremely powerful thought hidden in that eye, and... and the owner of the thought is definitely still alive."
I couldn't help but look at Xia Qingqing: "Could the owner of that thought be the monster Qinghu mentioned?"
"I think so." Xia Qingqing said: "Both the Fox Clan and the Three-Eyed Clan are famous for their willpower. If you want to drive them all out, you must overwhelm the other party in will. I estimate that the will of the entire Fox Clan cannot be gathered together. If you are willing to spread your strength, you may be fighting against that thought."
I took a deep breath and said, "Can you fight against that will?"
"We can't fight! We can only escape!" Xia Qingqing said worriedly: "I suspect that the thought has reached the level of being able to move objects with the thought. Didn't you realize that there is no mechanism on the stairs we just walked down? ?”
As I thought about it carefully, my scalp felt numb.
Apart from the iron clamp, there was no mechanism near the staircase just now, but the green bricks under our feet kept falling to the ground one after another. I don't believe that my weight has reached the level that I can easily sink into the ground. The only explanation is that someone used their mind to weigh down the bricks.
There are also lights that are continuously lit in the secret passage. The timing is accurate and the lighting is neat. It seems that someone is secretly controlling it. It is impossible to do this with the mechanism alone. Moreover, Xia Qingqing and I are also retreating continuously. No mechanism was triggered.
The scientific community has been debating for several years whether the idea of moving objects exists or not. Whether the human brain can output thoughts and establish some kind of connection with the outside world has always been a major challenge in the scientific community.
Could it be that those who captured the elites of the two races could have done this hundreds of years ago
I was secretly frightened and forgot to look at my feet. It wasn't until my toes hit a threshold that I finally realized what was going on. When I looked up, I was already standing at the door of a secret room.
The fire suddenly ignited and ignited along both sides of the door and around the secret room in an instant. The entire secret room became brightly lit in the blink of an eye, and an altar surrounded by eight coffins suddenly appeared in my sight.
After I made a gesture to Xia Qingqing, I jumped towards the altar. This time, as soon as my feet touched the ground, I heard a soft "click" sound coming from under my toes.
Just as I reacted, a fire ignited above the altar at the same time. More than ten beams of light shone down from above my head and hit the center of the altar. A large bed that looked like it was carved from white jade also slowly rose from the ground.
Only then did I see that the ceiling directly above the altar was actually built with a semicircular dome that looked like it was made up of mirrors. Each mirror was fixed with a candle. This is how the light concentrated on the stone bed came from. Come.
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