The Dark King

"Little devil, I see how long you can hold!" The old man wore a dark green mask, only showing a pair of cold eyes, staring at the workbench, pressing his fingers on the bow, ready to shoot Du Di'an.

in vain--

Hey!

A black shadow suddenly flew out from the workbench.

The old man instinctively pressed his finger and slammed, and the arrow flew out. The short arrow quickly ran out, but did not shoot the shadow, but nailed it to the wooden cabinet at the back.

At this time, the black shadow fell to the feet of the old man, actually the realgar powder bottle.

His face changed and he hurriedly looked up. He saw Dudian slamming from the ground, but did not bypass the workbench and rushed to him. Instead, he turned and jumped to the side counter, grabbing the bottle and cans with his hands. I encountered a few bottles, dropped on the ground and smashed, spilling a powder.

The old man saw the anger burning, which was all his hard work, and the experimental materials carefully polished, so he was knocked over to the ground, he bit his teeth, quickly fill the arrow, aiming at Dudian.

However, in his short effort to refill the arrow, Du Di'an has once again retracted to the workbench.

"Damn devil!!" The old man was almost angry with his anger, but several times he lost his hand and made him a bit jealous of Du Di'an, and he did not rush to the front. He said that he did not believe it, but he actually felt the threat from this child.

"I have to look at how long you can hold!" The old man looked at the room, without the drifting green fog, his eyes were cold and frosty.

"Catch it!" Du Di'an holding a large glass bottle with a half bottle of sulfur powder. At this time, he felt that the oxygen in the lungs was getting less and less, and he felt more and more suffocated. He couldn't help but look bright and blue. Looking around, looking for the firestone that caught the fire, however, although the old man’s things were scattered, there was no fire nearby.

"No fire! No fire!"

Du Di'an felt a little desperate in his heart. He thought of the way, but there was no fire. In vain, he saw the shadow of the head. It was reflected by the oil lamp. In an instant, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the place of the oil lamp.

Not biased, just at the table of the old man.

The oil lamp was obviously used for his work lighting, and it was not far away.

The despair in Du Di'an's heart suddenly vanished, and at this time, he felt that his chest was about to explode, hurriedly took off his inner shirt, knotted the hem, and then poured the sulfur in the large glass bottle down the collar. Into, immediately there is a sulphur powder full of a shirt, he clenched his teeth, life and death in success, the heart squatted and smashed out the shirt.

Hey!

The old man looked at a large group of black shadows, instinctively pulled the trigger again, and the arrow was shot in an instant, hitting the corner of the shirt. The sharp smashing arrows instantly penetrated the past and were nailed to the rear wooden cabinet. The inner shirt of the ball generally swelled to the old man. His face changed, he was worried about fraud, and he hurriedly raised his hand. He slammed, and the inner shirt was blocked by his arm, just falling on the table at his hand. on.

With a bang, the oil lamp was knocked over and the fire core burned with the overturned oil. The oil flowed onto the inner shirt and immediately burned.

When Du Di'an heard the arrow on the wooden cabinet, he looked up and knew that the old man had not filled the second arrow so fast for a while, but he just saw the inner shirt burning. His face changed and he hurriedly fell down. .

Hey! ! !

A thunderous explosion sounded, and the top of the wooden floor collapsed a few pieces, and a large amount of dust blew down.

Du Dean only felt that the workbench in front was tripped by a huge force, hit him, and his side was cornering at his ribs, and the tears flowed out.

At this time, his air-conditioner could not be maintained. Although he tried to restrain himself, he still inhaled an air. He only felt the smell of odor and sulfur. The smell was the same as the smell of green mist that he had smelled before. He suddenly felt dizzy and limbs. Sour.

At this time, where the top of the head collapsed, the cold wind was involved, and the sulfur and green mist in the air were rolled out. Du Di'an softly stuck it on the ground, tightened the chest cavity, and inhaled the air very slowly. The previous sulfur explosion, The green fog of the chamber was also washed away a lot. At this moment, the dust and dust of the sulphur flew into the outside, and the taste was light. He inhaled it against the ground and did not smell the smell again.

After a while, Du Dian felt reluctant to move, and immediately climbed up. The chamber has been blown up. No one knows when it will completely collapse. He does not want to be buried by sand!

In the previous explosion, all the oil lamps in the Chamber were blown out. At this moment, the chamber is like a deep pit in the desert, and it is dark.

Du Dian gnawed his teeth slightly, and through the faint starlight, he groped for the direction of the old man. He bumped his feet along the way, all the wooden cabinets and tables that collapsed. He relied on the distance and terrain of the previous memory, and quickly touched the position of the old man. The first thing he touched was the side-turning table. He ran along the table and immediately touched a wet and sticky thing, and carefully touched it. Touched, and immediately his face became ugly.

Inside the wet sticky thing, there is a hard object, like a bone.

Although in the darkness, he seems to see the horrible body of the old man who is already lying in front of him. He feels the cold everywhere. He did not expect the power of this sulfur explosion to be so terrible. You know, this sulfur has not yet Made of black powder, the reason why it will heat up the explosion is completely the principle of "dust explosion".

"I murdered..." Du Di'an felt a slight shudder. This is a human life. Although he saw too many broken and poor and distorted laws in this world, he did not dare to kill himself. Thinking about it, for a time, I felt that there was a ghost in the darkness around me, staring at myself behind the invisible.

He squinted a little, biting his teeth, and secretly said: "I am self-protected, no wonder me, I just protect myself, no crime..." Thinking of this, he suddenly clenched his fist, his heart filled with sorrow, the law he obeyed. The law has long since disappeared from this world. Even if it is a crime, who can convict him?

He smiled awkwardly. In this dark pit, in the place where the star could not shine, he suddenly felt so lonely, just like being forgotten by the whole world, this lonely loneliness gradually made him shudder. Suddenly, my heart suddenly was not so scared. Instead, there was a slight indifference. He looked at the darkness of the old man’s body silently. After a long time, he slowly moved his body, but he did not leave, but bent down. I am groping on the ground.

He is looking for the bow!