Zanxing

The sand under his feet spread faster and faster, and the insteps of the unparalleled instep continued to rise, and the ground tilted over, and he ran wobbly. If it's normal, it's not a problem, but now they have lost their Yuan energy, not only that, it seems that even their physical strength is being consumed quickly, and it is a little difficult to run.

Gu Baiying's reaction was very fast, and since she couldn't go up the stairs, she took another path. The palace looks square, but there are many narrow corridors and corridors. Gu Baiying tried to hide in the high ground, the hairpin followed behind, and when he looked back, he could see the faint torches shining down from the corridor. The golden sand poured in constantly from the depths. It was clearly dry and even brightly colored, but it looked particularly ghostly.

As if the sands were alive, like snakes chasing them.

Thinking of this, Hairpin Xing paused at her feet. She looked down and saw that the yellow sand had submerged in her calf. She wanted to pull out her leg, but half of her feet seemed to be stuck with viscous liquid. Something was pulling her to the center of the yellow sand.

Uncle Shi, she subconsciously shouted forward, I don't seem to be able to get out.

Gu Baiying turned back suddenly, the next moment, Hairpin Xing felt that her hand was being pulled hard, and her whole body lightened, Gu Baiying directly hugged her horizontally and ran towards the front.

The road under his feet is still bumpy and swaying, his clothes are cold, but his arms are warm. It was obviously a matter of life and death, when there was a rush of urgency, but the young man kept walking with a cold face, and there was no panic between his eyebrows, which would make life feel strangely at ease.

Hairpin: I

Shut up. He didn't even look at the person in his arms, and rushed towards the dark corridor.

There was a dull wind sound behind him, and it seemed to be mixed with some kind of weird light noise. He didn't know how long he ran until he felt the tilt of the ground gradually stop, and when he looked back, there was no yellow sand coming up behind him.

Gu Baiying also realized this and stopped.

Hairpin said: Uncle Shi.

Gu Baiying suddenly let go, and she was caught off guard and sat on the ground.

Mimi let out a cry and licked the sand on her paws. This cat is quite clever. When the hairpin was trapped in the sand on her calf, it climbed onto Gu Baiying's shoulder and regarded Gu Baiying as a humanoid spirit boat. It was also difficult for Gu Baiying to carry two oil bottles, yet to be caught up by those strange sand tides.

Thinking of this, Hairpin Xing did not care about his rude behavior.

After getting up from the ground, the hairpin star looked around. They just ran around like this, and they don't know where they are now. The temple where the snake witch placed the altar looked square, but in fact there were many narrow corridors inside. They are now located at the end of a corridor, and the opposite direction is a small hall, or a secret room. Among them, totems are carved on the walls, and gold and silver jewelry are randomly placed on the ground, like a secret place in a treasure map.

There's no road ahead. Hairpin murmured, Uncle, how do we find them?

There is only such a secret room at the end, and there is no other way out. If you want to reconcile with Tian Fangfang and the others, you must go in the direction of communication. But the whole temple is tilted to one side. They are standing on a high point at the moment. If they go back, if they encounter a resurgence of sand tide, I am afraid that they will be buried alive in this ghost place before they can find Tian Fangfang. .

There's something wrong with this place. Gu Baiying frowned. Just after saying this, he suddenly covered his left shoulder and took a breath of cold air from the pain.

Hairpin Xing was startled: Uncle Shi, your injury!

She still remembered that Gu Baiying's wound was left during the stalemate with Jinhuahu in the secret realm of Li'er Kingdom, but when she was in the thatched hut, Gu Baiying had already treated the wound by herself, and it looked much better. How did you get here? After a while, the old injury relapsed?

Hairpin Xing realized something and looked down at her palm. Sure enough, in the thatched cottage in the secret realm, the scratches on her palm were almost healed. Before going to bed at night, she took off the bandage that Gu Baiying had put on her. The scar that was about to heal didn't know when it became hideous again, and the burning pain reminded her that the wound had recurred again.

There is something wrong with this place.

Is it really the curse left by the snake witch clan, the whole Wufan city has become the product of the devil? Hairpin Xing puzzled: What happened to the damselfly?

I always think it's not a demon. Gu Baiying sat down with his back against the wall, holding the embroidered bone gun.

He looked a little tired.

Hairpin Xing squatted down: Uncle Shi, how are you? Is the wound okay?

Gu Baiying flicked her outstretched hand, and said impatiently: Don't meddle in your own business, I don't care about this little injury, worry more about yourself!

Hairpin Xing looked at the hand he brushed away and sighed: Why are you so awkward?

What's wrong?

Obviously caring about people, but you have to look like no strangers are near. Hairpin said: I was almost swept away by the sand just now, didn't you leave me and run away?

Gu Baiying snorted: You are a direct disciple of Xuan Lingzi, a member of the Taiyan faction, so you should call me Shishu. I can't watch the younger generation die in front of my eyes. He emphasized: Yang Xingxing, I I advise you not to think too much, let alone be selfish.

What about the auspicious snake meeting forcing people to dance with me? Hairpin Xing looked at him calmly: Is it also because the elders can't stand it so they take action?

Gu Baiying was stunned for a moment, but did not speak for a while.

Hairpin Xing lowered his head: Uncle Shi, do you think I'm very pitiful, that's why you forced someone to invite me to dance in private?

Bullshit, who thinks you are pitiful? The boy immediately retorted.

The hairpin star smiled, but did not speak.

She didn't speak, and the atmosphere fell silent.

Gu Baiying glanced at her and coughed lightly: I heard that your fiance broke off the engagement because of this scar on your face?

Yes, Hairpin Xing admitted frankly: Not only that, but also mocked me in public with my new love at the time.

Gu Baiying frowned: What, let me tell you, a scar on your face is nothing, you should practice hard, if anyone points at your face in the future, you will directly beat him to the ground.

When he said this, he seemed to hate the injustice of iron and steel. Hairpin Xing thought it was funny, and deliberately put his face close to him, pretending to be sad: Is it really ugly?

The woman approached suddenly, and the dark firelight reflected, blurring the black scar on her cheek, like a beautiful black flower, and her eyes were like clear springs, deep and shallow, with a bright light. vitality.

He paused, pushed the hairpin star away, and warned, Don't get so close to me!

Hairpin Xing laughed in her heart, and felt more and more that this little uncle was really a paper tiger. She was afraid that Gu Baiying would be so embarrassed that her smile would turn into anger, so she lowered her head. I never thought that this would fall in the eyes of the other party, but it was more like being hurt by his actions just now.

The boy turned his head uncomfortably, slowed down his tone, and said nonchalantly: It's just that little scar, no one can tell if you don't look carefully. After a pause, he added: I don't think it's ugly either.

The hairpin star was stunned, and looked up at him.

He just sat against the wall, his tone was indifferent, but his eyes were serious. In the dark secret room, he was clearly injured and in a state of embarrassment, but at the moment he spoke, this man was like a bone-embroidered gun beside him, radiant and unstoppable.

Hairpin Xing felt a little jump in his heart, but that was definitely not the reaction brought by Xiao Yuanzhu.

She asked herself in her mind: Is it the suspension bridge effect? It's the suspension bridge effect! Although Gu Baiying's appearance and temperament are indeed the type she likes, but at this moment of crisis, the next moment when there will be a violent and hurtful moment, it is not suitable to think about such a romantic situation?

She was really dizzy.

Seeing Hairpin staring, Gu Baiying frowned and asked, What's wrong with you?

It's nothing. Hairpin Xing returned to her senses and changed her words: I was just thinking about how to reconcile with my senior brother and the others. She rubbed her sore knees, stood up, and looked towards the passageway outside the secret room. Go, side said: It's not a smooth way to go back.

The hairpin's voice stopped abruptly.

When they came, they fled here in the direction of the corridor. The way they came was a corridor, and there was no fork in the road. Hairpin Xing remembered it very clearly. However, in front of him, the dark corridor that was only illuminated by torches is gone. This is an unfamiliar place, like a hall in a certain house. The most front part is hung with calligraphy and paintings, and two mahogany trees. Chair.

Uncle Master, look. Hairpin Xing turned around, then froze again.

There was nothing behind him, and there was no shadow of Gu Baiying, but in a split second, he just disappeared out of thin air.

The changes don't stop there.

The secret room where gold and silver were randomly piled up became a boudoir, which should be a woman's boudoir. In this room, a goose-yellow gauze curtain is still hung, and the bedding is exquisitely embroidered. On the wooden table in front of the vanity mirror, some rouge gouache is randomly placed, and a half-embroidered sachet is placed on the chair.

What does this mean, any door?

Gu Baiying disappeared, along with Mimi. This place is full of weirdness, and in an instant, only the hairpin star is left. Xiao Yuanzhu, who was in her heart, didn't move at all, she didn't dare to act rashly, she just clenched the flower stick in her hand and looked around.

Could it be an illusion? She thought about it in her heart, hesitated for a moment, and carefully used the flower stick to fiddle with the half of the unfinished sachet on the chair.

When the tip of the stick touched the sachet, it was soft, and the feeling of the sachet was real, not an illusion.

But what the hell is going on here?

Hairpin Xing took two steps forward. At this moment, in the dead silence, there was a sudden sound of footsteps. The footsteps were very clear. Someone was calling, Hairpinxing.

She was shocked, turned her head back immediately, and then froze in place: Why are you?

The event is over~