The further you go, the lingering darkness in the cave becomes more and more serious. The pine torch that could have illuminated dozens of steps has now narrowed to a range of four or five steps.

The more the two martial artists walked forward, the more they felt a chill on their backs.

I just walked a few steps faster and accidentally walked to the front. Now when I looked back, I couldn't see clearly beyond a few steps. I could only rely on the rustling footsteps to know that the three people behind me were still there.

"Lao Ding, there is something strange here. Let's stop and wait for the three of us to follow us, so we can take care of you." The chubby Lao Jia pulled Lao Ding's sleeves walking in front of him.

Lao Ding turned around, his face without any blood and flesh was open with his two empty eye sockets. Two poisonous snakes poked their heads out of the hole and spitted out their letters.

Lao Jia let out Lao Ding with a whistle, took three steps in a row, and almost fell.

Lao Ding hurriedly came to help him, and Lao Jia pushed him away again. Only then did he see clearly where there was a skeleton. Lao Ding stood in front of him with flesh and blood, and was frowning at him with a puzzled look on his face.

Lao Jia squeezed out a smile and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm dazzled. Maybe I was infected with miasma just now. Don't blame me." After that, he took out the secret detox pill made by the Liu family from his arms and took one.

After taking a few breaths, Lao Jia was surprised to find that he could actually see a few more steps than before taking the medicine. He hurriedly greeted Lao Ding, and Lao Ding half-believed and half-doubtedly took one, and he could see it further!

The two looked at each other, Lao Jia nodded, poured out one again, and swallowed it. After a while, Lao Jia shook his head with disappointment. Lao Ding didn't believe it, so he swallowed one. After a while, he smiled bitterly: "It turns out that it's useless to accept more."

Old Jia patted his shoulder and signaled that he would raise the torch that was about to land higher: "When they follow us later, we can give them some points. At least we can see a few more steps, which is safer."

The two of them went back to see, but they still heard only the rustling footsteps, and there was no fire at all.

Logically speaking, these two people have been pausing for a while, why are the footsteps still so far or near?

The more breathing the two of them waited, the more they became panicked. Lao Jia was just impatient, and he couldn't wait left or right, so he was naturally more anxious. After waiting for a while, he simply pulled Lao Ding back to look for him.

The two walked back dozens of steps, and followed their footsteps and retreated dozens of steps.

Old Jia shouted: "What are you doing?! Why don't you keep up quickly!!"

Seeing that the three of them did not answer, Lao Jia opened his mouth and wanted to speak again, but Lao Ding covered him.

Lao Jia turned around and saw Lao Ding's eyes twitching, his face full of fear, and his skin on his thin face was tense. After following Lao Ding's gaze, Lao Jia almost urinated his pants.

There was nothing behind them. The edge of the aperture was clearly a series of poisonous snakes as thick as purple arms, constantly exploring on the edge of the fire.

The two men were in danger, and the three of them were not having a good time. Originally, the two brothers of the Xue family were a little slower because they thought about things, and they were a few steps away from Jian Wuzheng.

Seeing that Jian Wuming in front of him was about to disappear into the black fog, the old guy who was bald suddenly exclaimed and stopped.

The two brothers hurriedly chased after them.

Jian Wuzheng was holding a wooden puppy in his hand, his muscles were tight and he shook with the light of his torch.

"Sir? Are you?" The two of them looked carefully. The empress was holding a very rough carving puppy, but it was vaguely visible that it looked like a puppy. The dog's eyes should have been painted with ink, which was dark and ugly.

Xue Meng curled his lips and made a three-way gesture to his brother. He signaled that the thing would be placed in the market and sold for at most three cents.

Xue Yong gave his younger brother a blank look, reached out to pat Jian Wuzheng's arm, and signaled his beloved to come back to his senses. However, a huge force suddenly shook away from Jian Wuzheng's surroundings, and Xue Yong yelled at the wall.

Xue Meng hurriedly helped his brother up and carefully patted the soil on him. Unexpectedly, the more he patted the wet yellow mud, it became more and more everywhere. Just as Xue Meng looked up and wanted to ask Jian Wuzheng why he pushed his brother, Xue Yong grabbed his brother.

Over there, the pine branches in Jian Wuzheng's palm made a series of crackling sounds, and suddenly burst into pieces. The sky was bursting with a bang. Jian Wuzheng laughed in a crying voice.

Xue Yong pulled his younger brother and ran quickly towards his benefactor.

The torch illuminated Jian Wuming's surroundings again. He saw his right hand holding the torch grab five blood marks on his scalp with force. The winding blood flow gathered on his eyebrows, dripping drop by drop.

Jian Wuming looked back at Xue Yong and Xue Meng brothers. Xue Yong's eyes were sharp and he could see clearly that there was a flash of water in his benefactor's eyes.

Jian Wuzheng, who wiped his face slightly with his sleeve, said with an unconcealed smile: "If you meet a teenage girl later, please don't hurt her."

"Sir, my brothers will naturally not hurt the girl at all. But..." Since it was the benefactor's order, Xue Yong naturally agreed, but he didn't know what the relationship between this girl and the benefactor?
Chapter completed!