Chapter 1834 Escape from Death
The night is as quiet as an abyss. The ancient secret forest in the Feiyun Zone is as quiet as death. There are no insects or birds chirping, and it seems to be shrouded in a kind of uneasiness. The entire monument.
In the ancient dark temple, the air is filled with turbid smell, which is the exhaust gas produced by breathing, which is constantly accumulating in this sealed stone chamber.
Bing Zhixie’s body was in so much pain that she couldn’t move. The intestines in her stomach were twitching and knotted like worms. Her arms were shaking slightly. The skin and flesh on her arms were torn and there were thick blood scabs. It looked like Thick, big, and slimy.
Kun has been silent for a long time, and Bing Zhixie is a little worried, even though they have only known each other for a short time. He was wondering if he would die again, in this inexplicable place? He pulled out the sword that was attached to the black tiger corpse. Although it was only a few millimeters, it gave him hope: "As long as... just a little more time for me to recover... I can pull out the sword. I... I should be able to survive another ten days and a half, and I can try again!”
He can still fight again, but Kun can't wait until that time. Bing Zhixie gritted his teeth and tried to kneel up from the ground, looking for any painkillers on his body, but the slightest movement of his body made him sweat profusely in pain. The force of the recoil from the sapphire sword was so powerful that it damaged all the organs in the body.
"No, you can't move. If you move any more, I will die here." He wanted to save Kun, but he was powerless and could only wait for his organs to slowly heal themselves. , now even casting low-end and mid-range magic is a dangerous thing.
Suddenly, his face against the cold ground felt the ground shaking slightly, which made him feel strange: "Well, what's going on?" He listened carefully with his ears tilted, but did not hear any movement. came. The sealed dark palace was cut off from all contact with the outside world, but the tremors on the ground continued for a while, probably several seconds.
This special situation made him feel novel. For so many days since he entered here, neither the external situation nor the noise he created here could shake this dark palace. What is it? Can it cause such a big movement that even the floor of the dark hall shook?
Before I could understand, there was a sudden loud bang above my head, and an orange-red light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The light flickered on and off, and a more violent sound suddenly erupted, and the dazzling bright light was annihilated. After looking at everything in his eyes, a powerful force rolled up his body, and then he knew nothing.
When Bing Zhixie woke up, he saw a gleam of light in his hazy eyes. As his vision recovered, he found that it seemed to be daylight.
"It's daybreak!?" He realized something and tried to exert force, but found that half of his body was buried under the bricks and gravel: "What's going on?" The pain on his body was the same thing. , the situation in front of him made him even more suspicious. He gradually saw the situation around him clearly. A corner of the dusty dark hall collapsed, and the falling gravel fell on him, trapping his legs.
"How could this hall collapse? What happened outside?" He saw fire shining in the sky in the distance. It turned out that the sky was illuminated by mountain fire. He lay on the gravel and panted for a while, then endured the severe pain and used magic power to lift the gravel off his body piece by piece: "Fortunately, the falling palace stone didn't hit me on the head, otherwise it would have really killed me!" There was a lot of sand, gravel, and dust under the broken bricks and rocks. These were not originally in the hall, and they were probably swept in by the air waves. Bing Zhixie was wondering what on earth could have such great energy that could destroy the dark palace that he couldn't even shake? Finally freed from the broken bricks, Bing Zhixie found that one of his legs had been broken. Fortunately, only the bones inside were broken, and the skin and flesh remained. He couldn't use his hands now. His arms were exploded from the inside out by the energy repulsed from the sapphire sword. It seemed that he could barely move, but the pain was heartbreaking when he moved. He carefully used his consciousness to take out things from the alien space, then hung his arms and moved his fingers to find the medicine he needed among the pile of things.
After spending a lot of effort, for about thirty minutes, I finally took all the medicine I could and should take, and applied some more on both arms. Powder, potion, and then just lying there, Lian Da He didn't dare to breathe too fast: "Wait a little longer, I should be better after a dozen hours." He thought so, and suddenly thought of Kun again: "Where is Kun? She..." She moved too much, It hurt so much that even his consciousness of thinking was forced back by the pain. After a while, he thought: "No, I can't wait here. Kun may not be dead yet, and there is still hope! She should be buried in the gravel." He forced himself to hold on to the pain in every part of his body, using The floating magic slowly lifted him up. The reason why he used floating magic instead of wind magic was because floating magic was more stable and less likely to go wrong. He couldn't stand a few twists and turns now.
Floating 3 or 4 meters in the air, Bing Zhixie used wind magic to move the stones on the ground away bit by bit. This dark temple in the middle of the mountain did not completely collapse, but only about 1/6 to 1/5 of the corner collapsed, and most of it was still there. At this time, a silvery bright spot flew from the outside of the mountain and made a long cry in the distance.
It is the silver moonlight dragon. It has been separated from its master for many days, and now it quickly flew to its master. Bing Zhixie was in need of it now, so she hurriedly gave instructions: "Go, turn over the stone below, hurry up."
The Silver Moonlight Dragon is just a child. He has just met his master and has not yet seen it. It had time to play happily and was ordered to do something, which made it a little unhappy. It twisted its neck and shook its body. The metal on its body made a clanking sound. The mithril scale shell exuded a calm and watery atmosphere in the night. Faint glow. It followed its owner's instructions and landed on the rubble pile to turn over the rocks. Unexpectedly, it moved too much and caused the pile of rocks to slide, causing a secondary collapse.
Bing Zhixie was a little annoyed and wanted to tell it to move more gently, but one of its arms was exposed among the rocks sliding down. Of course he recognized the arm covered with poisonous wounds as Kun's hand. He quickly told the Moonlight Dragon to stop moving and slowly flew over to rescue him.
I don’t know why, but Kun was not pinned under the rubble. If he was pinned down, the chance of survival would be infinitely close to zero. It may be that the airflow after the loud noise knocked both Kun and himself away. After it was lifted up, it was only covered in the shallower upper layer and was not buried alive. This is also a blessing among misfortunes.
Kun's body is still intact, except for the arm that was broken long ago. He checked and found that Kun was still breathing very weakly and she was still alive.
(End of this chapter)