The local gangs had the least credibility, which Lu Bei knew very well. Especially when the leader Zhao Xiayang was greedy and led dozens of disciples into the ruins, Qingshuimen was put on Lu Bei's blacklist.
After entering the ruins, Lu Bei experienced several bizarre adventures and was chased by traps. He had some guesses in his mind. Qingshuimen was not as simple as it seemed. It was very likely that they had explored the ruins long ago and found the core area that controlled the traps.
If not, Qingshuimen also has a great relationship with the ruins. The sects that moved away for mining and Qingshuimen were connected one after the other, and both were the keepers of the tomb here.
Furthermore, if he guessed correctly, Commander Wang also saw the problem.
The difference is that Commander Wang deliberately put himself in danger to seek the truth. Because his teammates were not strong enough, traps rained down on him. He operated like a tiger and didn't dodge a single one.
The bad news is that the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light, and the disciples of Qingshuimen have the advantage of geographical location. He is alone and cannot even find a reliable supporter.
The second bad news was that the four Qingshuimen who were killed pointed out a shortcut, which saved him from groping around like a headless fly. Following this road, he could reach the enemy's lair directly, where at least dozens of strong men were lying in ambush.
As for the good news, there are a few.
For example, Roban’s former teammates, Lu Bei believed that they were still alive. Compared to himself, these ruthless ghosts were the biggest threat to Qingshuimen and could share most of the firepower.
It is very likely that Zhao Xiayang is personally leading the ambush.
And Commander Wang, Yin... is just as wise as him, and is also an excellent cannon fodder to share the firepower.
On the other hand, Lu Bei still had no clue about the team of middle-aged scholars. He looked at the straight stone road ahead and tightened the knife in his hand: "Since we are here, there are so many cannon fodders attracting firepower. I just want a way out. Is that too much?"
“Hiss, hiss, hiss!”
The sound of a venomous snake spitting out its venom came from behind, it sounded familiar. Lu Bei turned around with a look of joy on his face. He was just worrying about not having a teammate with excellent touch to sacrifice, and then She Xuan took the initiative to come to him. This kind of spiritual realm is enough to be selected as the person who moved Jiuzhou in the year.
He secretly swore that if both of them were safe and sound on this trip, he would ask She Xuan to be his teammate next time just based on this friendship of life and death.
A small golden-scaled snake crawled out from a fingernail-sized crack in the wall, swam to Lu Bei's feet, raised its head and spit out its tongue.
Lu Bei looked around and didn't sense any murderous intent. He suddenly stretched out his hands to grab forward, but found nothing.
Where is Aunt Snake? Where did such a big Aunt Snake go
Lu Bei squatted down and dropped his fingers into the ground like a sword. The small golden-scaled snake swam around on the spot, unwilling to climb onto his palm.
"Sister Snake, why are you the only one here? Where is Aunt Snake?"
“Hiss, hiss, hiss.”
Since it wasn't his own pet, Lu Bei couldn't guess what the little golden-scaled snake meant. His face darkened as he said, "Nod or shake your head. Is Aunt Snake already dead?"
The little golden-scaled snake shook its head and swam towards the stone path behind, as if leading Lu Bei.
Lu Bei stood up and took a deep breath. He looked at the straight passage which could be a way of life or death, and chose to follow the golden-scaled snake.
She Xuan’s ten-year indenture has not yet been fulfilled, this deal cannot be let go like this!
If he is really dead, he will go and collect the body, and inherit the Qiankun Bag, Sister Snake, and the pawnshop, and also pay tribute to the soul of his teammate in heaven.
The golden-scaled little snake was incredibly fast, and it passed through more than ten passages in a row like golden lightning. When Lu Bei approached, it drilled into the crack in the ground and disappeared.
Lu Bei looked at the crack in the ground in silence, thinking that Sister Snake didn't seem very smart. Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of a mechanism being activated was heard, and the stone wall rumbled up, revealing another world.
Without giving it much thought, Lu Bei took out the blood-stained Qingshuimen clothes and quickly put them on himself.
Feeling that his acting was not realistic enough, he slashed his palm with the knife, leaving his face covered in blood. With his hair disheveled, he staggered forward, holding onto the wall.
The small golden-scaled snake came out again, crawled up along Lu Bei's trouser legs, reached his cuffs, and wrapped around his wrists.
"Who opened the mechanism?"
Footsteps were heard, and Lu Bei fell to the ground, groaning in pain: "Master... Senior Brother, save me."
"How come Junior Brother is so badly injured? Hurry up and send him to the back hall for recuperation."
Lu Bei had messy hair and blood on his face. Two Qingshui Sect disciples came running over. Without having time to identify him, they lifted him up, one on each side, and rushed straight into the depths of the underground palace.
Lu Bei groaned in pain and collapsed on the two men. From the corner of his eye, he saw that this place seemed to be a torture chamber or prison. It was heavily guarded, and there were four Qingshui Sect disciples guarding it. Two of them were very close to the mechanism, so he did not dare to act rashly and let the two enthusiastic brothers drag him to the next passage.
Corner.
Snap! x2
[You killed Wang Dong and gained 30,000 experience points]
[You killed...
Lu Bei changed into clean clothes, picked up the key to the gate, straightened his hair, and whispered to the little golden-scaled snake in his palm: "Aunt Snake once said that you are extremely poisonous, and boasted that I would die miserably if bitten by you. I didn't believe it. Now it's time for you to prove yourself... Don't bite me. Did the two guys standing in the corner see that? Don't save your venom. Whether you can save Aunt Snake depends on your performance."
After saying that, Lu Bei let out a strange cry and stumbled out of the corner. Two disciples who were closer came forward with swords in hand.
"What happened? What happened to the other two?"
"No, this is bad. The junior fellow apprentice who just came in has turned into a zombie!" Lu Bei hurriedly got up.
"evil Dead?!"
Just when the two of them were showing surprise, Lu Bei suddenly jumped up, with the black gold straight knife in his hand. Amid the sound of strong wind explosion, he left a trail of afterimages and rushed in front of the two of them in an instant.
The two men's pupils suddenly shrank and they were startled. They didn't have time to shout for help. They were just a step too slow to raise their swords to block the knife as it passed their necks.
At the same time, the golden-scaled snake attacked at lightning speed. The only two remaining disciples of Qingshui Sect were about to open the mechanism to escape, but they felt numbness and tingling in their ankles, as if they were pricked by needles. The next second, they fell down with black eyes.
Lu Bei stepped forward quickly and intercepted 60,000 experience points with a single blow of his sword.
[You killed Zhao Hu and gained 30,000 experience points]
[You killed Zhang Long and gained...
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After beheading all six disciples guarding the torture chamber, Lu Bei took out the key without hesitation and opened the dungeon door. The light was dim and two rows of cells stretched all the way to the end.
Inside the prison, iron chains were wrapped around a human figure, and Lu Bei couldn't see clearly. Under the guidance of the little golden-scaled snake, he came to the cell where She Xuan was imprisoned.
She Xuan's condition was extremely bad at the moment. Steel nails pierced through her hands and nailed her to the wall, and steel claws were holding her scapula. The most horrifying wound was on her neck, which was as thick as a finger hole and most of the blood had been drained.
Fortunately, she is a demon cultivator with amazing vitality. If she were an ordinary cultivator, Lu Beizhen would have to inherit the estate.
The small golden-scaled snake swam quickly to She Xuan's shoulder, hissing and calling for its owner. She Xuan was weak and did not respond at all, as if she was hibernating.
Lu Bei did not dare to delay and poured a bottle of blood-replenishing pills into She Xuan's mouth. He waited until She Xuan woke up with her eyes half closed, then he let her endure the pain and pulled out the steel claws as quickly as possible.
"Don't be afraid. Your life is like a candle in the wind. It cannot die."
Lu Bei grabbed She Xuan by the collar, his face solemn, "Saving people is more important. Sorry for the offense."
She Xuan responded with a weak and miserable laugh, unable to say more.
With a hissing sound, he used a little more force and the opening became a little wider.
Lu Bei didn't look away as he applied healing medicine to his shoulder bone. "These heartless bastards, you are a great beauty after all, and your maintenance skills are no worse than they were thirty years ago. But they didn't abuse you in the basement, but beat you to the point where you are unrecognizable! This is outrageous, and it's against the style of a villain. It's more insulting than insulting you. I can't stand it!"
Listening to the familiar mumbling in her ears, She Xuan calmed down with a sense of peace of mind. A strong feeling of weakness came over her, and she fell asleep with her head tilted.
The little golden-scaled snake was in a panic and kept pressing against She Xuan's chin, trying to wake her up.
"Stop hissing, she won't die." Lu Bei slapped the troublesome little golden-scaled snake away, simply bandaged She Xuan's wound, carried her on his shoulder, and left quickly.
"This little brother... can you please help me and save my life..."
Lu Bei stopped when he heard the voice and took a closer look at the figure in the cell. He was a sturdy man with a strong physique. If he remembered correctly, he was a demon cultivator like She Xuan, corresponding to the turtle among the four spirits. In terms of vitality, his vitality was even stronger than She Xuan.
It is better to provide timely help than to add icing on the cake.
Thinking this, Lu Bei swung his long sword and split the prison cell open. Brilliant sword lights flashed one after another, violently cutting off the steel nails and hooks.
"I'm in a hurry, so I'm sorry I can't keep you company. You can heal your wounds on your own!" After leaving a few bottles of healing medicine, Lu Bei carried She Yan out of the prison without saying a word.
"Thank you!"
…
When She Xuan woke up again, she found herself lying in an alchemy room. Her shoulder bones and palms ached slightly, and her whole body felt weak, as if all her cultivation had been shattered.
Lu Bei cleaned the blood scabs on his hands. Seeing She Xuan slowly waking up, he took out a piece of clothing and put it on her. He frowned and said, "You have lost too much blood. It would be a burden to keep you with me. I will put you in the alchemy furnace first, and come back to find you after I find a way out."
"Sorry for the trouble." She Xuan responded in a hoarse voice.
Lu Bei nodded without saying anything more, picked up She Xuan, jumped onto the alchemy furnace, kicked open the top cover and placed her inside.
This alchemy room was one of the two that Lu Bei had found before, and it was barely safe.
Just as Lu Bei closed the lid and turned to leave, a small golden-scaled snake swam out of the furnace, crawled to his wrist and wrapped around it to form a golden bracelet. She Huan's weak and unnoticeable voice came from the furnace: "If you don't come back, you will be its master from now on."
"Aunt Snake, you know me. I am trustworthy and I always keep my word. I have never broken my promise!"