The Heartless Mage Chapter 74: Into the dark

After landing and rolling inward, Wuxin and Yue Qiluo disappeared into the darkness together.

Yue Qiluo struggled and stretched out her hands, trying to grab the wall of the cave; however, a little girl's body was simply no match for Wuxin's strength. Her fingertips left scratches on the ground, and her fingernails were opened. She roared in anger, her bright red right eyeball burst, and the thick blood splashed directly onto Wuxin's face.

Zhu Xin was unmoved, dragging her to the depths. She didn't know well, there must be some mystery in the cave. With **** fingers on Wuxin's brows, she kept drawing spells one after another, trying to calm the other party down.

But, to no avail.

Blood gurgled from the right eye socket, and the blood in the hole became more and more intense. In desperation, she thought of perishing together, and pointed at Wuxin's eyes. And Wuxin raised his head to hide, but it was a look of cherishing his life.

He didn't want Yue Qiluo to be poisoned by his own blood, he wanted to let the other party live. After striding a few turns, a piece of dirt fell from the sky and shattered on top of his head.

As he expected, this underground cave has become one with the female ghost in the cave. All living things that enter it will startle it and be swallowed by it. Last year it swallowed dozens of young soldiers, and now that Yue Qiluo's blood has been spilled all the way, it is about to break the fast again!

Before reaching the end of the cave, it was as if an earthquake had occurred in the cave, and the walls of the cave had already started to rustle down. A **** arm suddenly broke through the soil and stretched out, scratching the back of Wuxin's neck. Yue Qiluo didn't expect this situation in the cave, but she laughed out loud: "Wuxin, do you want to die with me?"

Her milky laughter echoed through the hole, a string of sharp giggles. An arm stretched out and grabbed her slender wrist, and withdrew inward with great force. She stretched out her hand unexpectedly. But the moment her fingers sank into the wall of the cave, she suddenly screamed. The other hand took out a paper talisman from nowhere and threw it fiercely. The thin paper talisman cut off the ghost hand like a flying knife, and she forcibly pulled her hand back. With water, the skin and muscles were all eroded away, leaving only the bright red metacarpal bones with tendons. Holding the injured wrist with one hand, she seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand - she is not afraid of death, doesn't Wuxin know that she is not afraid of death?

With a sudden shock, she suddenly turned her head and glared at Wuxin. At the same time, Wuxin has already started in the dark. Two palms rubbed her back, and she stumbled unexpectedly, and she fell to the wall of the cave when she fit her body.

But the moment she fell forward, she grabbed Wuxin's sleeve with her hand. The uninjured good hand showed unprecedented flexibility, her fingers climbed up her forearm along her sleeve, and she used all her life's strength on her hand. Before Wuxin raised her hand to draw the knife, she shouted sharply, "Let's go together!"

While pulling Wuxin, her forehead touched the soil. The soil is warm and soft, and it seems that every grain of soil has fangs and sharp teeth, biting every inch of flesh and bone that is sent to the mouth. And Wuxin was unsteady, and the next second she screamed, she also slammed into the cave wall sideways. A ghost hand had already pinched his neck, his shoulders sank into the mud, and the bone-piercing pain made him **** back, but it was still too late, all the clothes and flesh on his shoulders fell off, and there was almost no blood, and it was directly exposed. White raw bones.

He was strangled by a ghost hand, and there was nowhere around him to break free. A small, tattered hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, and he found that Yue Qiluo was struggling to retreat while holding up a tattered hand to draw a spell on the cave wall. Wuxin didn't know what effect her spell would have. He only knew that she couldn't resist any longer, otherwise she would lose too much blood and would really die. She can't be allowed to die outside, to die outside is to give up all her efforts!

With a knife, he cut off the ghost hand that was entangled in him. He walked behind Yue Qiluo unintentionally and gave her a shove in the back. Yue Qiluo was originally struggling to the death, but now she was attacked by a sneak attack, and she became even more exhausted. At the moment of diving forward, she used her last strength to lift her foot and kick against the wall of the cave. She fell on her back and fell to the ground. While her legs were being grabbed by ghost hands, she turned around and hugged Wuxin's thighs. The ghost hand dragged her into the soil, and her teeth clenched, and she looked up and stared at Wuxin in the bottom-up engulfment. Wuxin was holding the short knife, so he could cut off her arm immediately, but he couldn't cut it because he was afraid that she would die too early!

The opposite side of the cave also stretched out a ghost hand, a large swagger. Wuxin grabbed a ghost hand and wanted to use strength to kick Yue Qiluo away, but the cave was so narrow that it couldn't allow him to lie down. Yue Qiluo's arms wrapped around his thighs like iron, and his feet sank into the mud along with her chest.

The ghost hand entangled in Yue Qiluo suddenly shrank, and even Yue Qiluo had convulsions; he knew that his blood was flowing out, but the devouring and absorption were still going on, Yue Qiluo suddenly raised his head, facing the unintentional panic screamed.

After a sound, she was covered by a ghost hand, and she was completely pressed into the mud.

And Wuxin swung the knife and slashed at his thigh.

He was afraid of pain, always afraid. Knives are ordinary knives, neither very sharp nor very strong. With no expression on Wuxin's face, he slashed with one knife after another until he cut off his thigh bone!

The blade rolled a bit, but his torture wasn't over. The other leg had sunk to the knee, and while he barely stabilized his body, he swung the blunt knife and continued to chop. Choking like a cry echoed in the hole, the bones were too hard, and the blade was too soft. Ghost hands approached from all directions, he lowered his head desperately, held up his broken thigh with both hands, and used his teeth to bite the last piece of flesh that was connected.

He was in so much pain that he was trembling all over, and the pain reminded him of the torture he had suffered. Holding the short knife and crawling forward, the two legs he dropped were quickly divided by the ghost hands, and they all disappeared into the mud on the cave wall.

Yue Qiluo is gone, his legs are gone, and he himself has become the next target of Ghost Hand. There was a faint weeping sound from the depths of the cave, mournfully and proudly. Wuxin didn't look back, and crawled forward desperately like a madman. He is very good at crawling, slashing and slashing with a dull knife in one hand. He mobilized one arm and two stump legs to roll and roll on the rough and undulating ground. Seeing that the last bend was in front of him, he swung his knife out to cut off the ghost hand blocking the road, but before he retracted the knife, a head with colorful flesh suddenly rushed out of the cave wall, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be Yue Qiluo!

Yue Qiluo's face and hair were all eroded away, but one left eye was still there. She grinned and bit Wuxin, and she became one of the many ghosts in the cave. Wuxin had no time to dodge, so she simply blocked with the knife, which made her bite on the knife. As if there was a force behind her controlling her, she involuntarily bit the short knife and retracted back into the soil. And Wuxin took advantage of the empty space to continue moving forward, desperately turning the corner.

You're safe when you turn the corner.

Unconsciously, he continued to climb forward unarmed, crawling and crawling, and there was a slight light in front of his eyes. Raising his head in a trance, he remembered the last time he and Mr. Gu fled in a panic, and when they fled to the end, looking forward, they saw Crescent Moon standing under a beam of sunlight.

Blinking his eyes slowly, he saw that the sun was still there, where is the crescent moon?

During the continuous excruciating pain, he stopped and fell down, closed his eyes and concentrated. The cave was so clean, there was nothing. Alive, dead, none at all.

So he continued to crawl.

My eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and I can even hear faint human voices in my ears. He was startled, thinking he was hallucinating. Looking up at the end of the hole, he saw a small patch of blue sky up.

A piece of soil with grass roots fell, followed by a large head. With the sun behind his back, Master Gu and Wuxin met without warning.

Master Gu was stunned for three seconds, then scolded two words in a loud voice: "Fuck me!"

Then his big head disappeared. Inadvertently, he heard his command from above: "Turn everyone back! Don't turn the pony, you can bring a wooden box with bullets here!"

The wooden box fell into the hole before Lord Gu, and hit Wuxin's head accurately. Immediately, Master Gu also jumped down, jumping so hard that he didn't care about the front and back, and the two feet in big leather boots landed on Wuxin's back together.

The wooden box is not too small, Master Gu picked Wuxin up and stuffed it into the box, and asked in a low voice, "Where are the legs?"

Wuxin tilted his head and tried to curl up into a ball: "No more."

Master Gu closed the lid with a bang when he heard the words "no more".

The wooden box that holds the bullets is naturally not meticulous in workmanship. Wuxin looked out through a gap, and saw that the mountains and plains were full of soldiers, and among the soldiers were a group of Taoist priests in gorgeous costumes. Master Gu put a lot of effort into transporting the wooden box to the ground, then found the slate from the earth ditch, covered the hole as it was, and covered it with another layer of soil.

The wooden box was carried into a small carriage, and no one dared to ask the contents of the box, Mr. Gu. The carriage went down the mountain road, and the lid of the box was as heavy as a thousand catties, because Master Gu sat on the box.

In the ray of sunlight that penetrated through the gap, Wuxin closed his eyes tiredly.