Peak Strength

Twilight.

The desert seems to be stained with blood red.

Guo Furong sat on a chair and looked at the sunken place.

Since she came out, she has been sitting here without moving.

Beside Guo Furong, Liang Zi.

"My people will arrive soon."

Lu Chuzhongtian didn't know when he appeared beside Guo Furong, and said, "The equipment will come by then. I will let people dig down in this area, and I will definitely be able to find the steel goblet."

Guo Furong didn't speak, but just stared at the sunken sand.

Slowly, the moon came up.

At this time, underground.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen's strength finally recovered to about 50%.

五 This 50% power is greater than most D-class hunters.

However, this power is still not enough to pull away the slate.

此时 At this time, the oxygen in the cellar was running low.

镚 Zhao Gangbi shrugged his nose, the air in the whole cellar became turbid, and his spirit began to languish.

"Last try!"

镚 Zhao Gangzhen took a deep breath and said, "If it really doesn't work, then we can only suffocate here."

Leng Bing nodded and did not speak, but clasped his hands on the slate.

Zhao Gang's hand was also clasped on the slate.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen's face was very serious.

"One, two, three, go!"

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 roared loudly, and the blue tendon on his hand exploded instantly!

His cold hand also pulled the slate outward.

Vermiculite slab pattern does not move

"Fuck!"

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 roared loudly, and the blue tendon on his hand swelled even more. It seemed that he could see the blood flowing fast inside!

Titicaca!

The flint slate suddenly clicked.

镚 Zhao Gang's face was expressionless, and there was no change due to the click.

"go!"

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 gritted his teeth, and the blue tendons on his head were all up.

Titicaca.

The slate **** clicked louder and louder.

The entire slab was slowly pulled out by Zhao Gangyu and Leng Bing.

boom.

Finally, Zhao Gangzhang and Leng Bing pulled out the entire slab.

The flint stone slammed on the ground and made a muffled sound.

"at last!"

Leng Bing's face showed a happy look.

"噗!"

Zhao Gangzhang, who was beside him, did not follow the joy, and a blood spurted out directly.

Xun Lengbing quickly supported Zhao Gangzhang's body, and put one hand on Zhao Gangzhang's veins.

"Physical overdraft, the injury worsened. You are too desperate!"

Leng Bing said.

Zhao Gang smiled and said, "If you don't work hard, you can only die here."

After finishing talking, Zhao Gangzhang's eyes rolled over, and the whole person was about to fall to the ground.

Xu Lengbing took two steps, pulled Zhao Gangzhang, and then slowly laid Zhao Gangzhang on the ground.

Since the mouth has been opened, the air has been flowing in continuously, at least for a period of time, there is no problem.

Therefore, Leng Bing did not urge Zhao Gangzhang to leave, but took out the same thing and started to shoot a needle on Zhao Gangzhang's body.

I don't know how long it has been.

Zhao Gangxi woke up quietly.

"How long have I passed out?" Zhao Gangzhang asked.

"More than three hours."

Lengbing said, "Your injury is serious again. I am temporarily using medicine to control your injury. You need to rest. My opinion is to continue to rest for more than 12 hours before we go."

"No."

Zhao Ganggang shook his head and said, "This cellar is covered with sand and gravel. If you are not careful, this cellar may be crushed. Let's go quickly."

那 "What about your injury?" Leng Bing asked with a frown.

"do not care!"

镚 Zhao Gangzhen shook his head, "You can go out alive."

"No."

Leng Bing shook his head and said, "At least six hours of rest. I am a doctor. I have the final say."

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 smiled helplessly and said, "If we fall down, we all have to die!"

"If you don't rest, you have to go to half life," Leng Bing said.

镚 Zhao Gangzhang also wanted to insist on a few more words, but he was very resolute and cold-hearted, so he had to give up the idea of ​​leaving immediately and rested on the wall in peace.

Xun Lengbing sat next to Zhao Gangzhang.

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 soon fell asleep.

Xu Xingxu was because he was too tired and the injury was too serious. Zhao Gangyu's body leaned slowly against the cold ice, and then stuck with the cold ice.

Xun Lengbing did not speak, leaving Zhao Gangzhang to lean on himself.

Slowly, Zhao Gangbi's head began to slide down the cold shoulder.

It is like napping in the classroom while reading.

His head slid down, and for a while he was blocked by something protruding.

Leng Bing's complexion continued.

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 smashed his mouth, turned his head slightly, as if he was resting on a pillow now.

Leng Bing did not speak.

After a few minutes, Zhao Gangzhang's hand moved a bit, pressed against the cold thigh, and the palm of the hand was directly on the cold waist.

Leng Bing still did not speak.

For six hours, speaking slowly is slow, speaking fast, and that is also fast.

镚 Zhao Gangzhang only felt that his eyes closed and opened, and six hours passed.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen's body moved a bit, and slowly sat straight.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen's face still had a confused look, and he didn't seem to wake up from his sleep.

Alas.

镚 Zhao Gangbi took a sip of water.

I just slept too much and drooled out.

"Are you finished in six hours?" Zhao Gangbi asked in a vague tone.

"Ok."

Leng Bing nodded, then reached out and wiped his chest twice.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen didn't know why Leng Bing wiped her own chest, and secretly said, shouldn't the lady plan to hook herself up? But nowadays, there is no good place at the moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even if I am hooked up, there is no interest!

"Let's go!"

Xun Lengbing stood up and helped Zhao Gangzhang up.

The purple butterfly also stood up.

The three of them walked into an equally dim path next to them.

小 This path is a long passage.

The aisle is long and has many forks, just like a maze.

镚 After taking several forks, Zhao Gangchen said, "What use is it to say that there are so many channels in the back road of a cellar!"

"do not know."

Leng Bing shook her head.

Zhao Ganggang touched his chin and said, "Either this cellar is not a cellar for ordinary people, or the owner of this cellar has hidden something in here."

"What shall I do?" Lengbing asked.

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 groaned for a moment, then suddenly his eyes brightened.

镚 Zhao Gangyu quickly reached out and drew a chapter of paper from his back pocket, and then spread the paper! !!

Leng Bing came up curiously.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen put the dream crystal on the paper, then his eyes lighted, and he cried, "I rely on, look at these roads, like this one painted on this paper?"

"A bit like it!" Leng Bing said.

"Not a bit like it!" Zhao Gangzhang looked around and exclaimed joyfully. "This **** painting is here! I said why no one has ever found a treasure, and dare to love the route of this treasure picture, all **** It's underground! "