The light enveloped all the zombie monsters in front of you...
When the constant crackling disappeared, all those zombies turned into real black shadows, and then turned into black ash and scattered on the tunnel ground.
Rong Jing looked at Song Haoyan in surprise.
This is the group attack he comprehended after he was promoted to the second rank of the ability? This is too exaggerated! Moreover, she had never seen Song Haoyan used the skill he had just used in the previous life.
And Song Haoyan's expressionless face also showed a brief surprise.
"Don't you know that the effect of this skill is so powerful?" Rong Jing asked puzzledly.
Song Haoyan hummed softly, then stepped forward and squatted down: "It's gone."
"What's missing?"
"The black ash just turned into."
Rong Jing's heart shuddered, and she stepped forward to see the original. There should be a lot of black ash on the ground with only mud. Those zombie monsters were chopped into ashes by Song Haoyan just now, are they all hallucinations?
A life illusion?
Something flashed through Rong Jing's mind.
"How is your injury?" Song Haoyan's words interrupted Rong Jing's thinking, and a strong smell of blood came out from Rong Jing. He knew that Rong Jing's injury must be serious.
Only then did Rong Jing feel that the wound on her body started to hurt.
The clothes inside and outside had been torn, and blood leaked from the wound, soaking her clothes.
If you enter the space now and soak in the Lingquan Pond, you will soon be able to heal these wounds.
However, Song Haoyan, who still couldn't figure out the details, was nearby, which made her unable to enter the space at all.
"It's not very serious, you turn around and I'll take care of it." Rong Jing took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from her backpack and said to Song Haoyan.
Although it was dark in the tunnel, and only the outline of each other could be seen with the eyesight of the magicians, Rong Jing still couldn't tear his clothes apart in front of Song Haoyan.
Song Haoyan didn't speak, and turned his back to Rong Jing.
After setting a spiritual power ban on the surroundings, Rong Jing took off the imperfectly torn jacket, bit her lower lip, tore the sweater and underwear directly on the wound, and then rinsed it with spiritual spring water.
Although there were many large and small wounds, almost all of them were skin and flesh scratches, without hurting bones and internal organs. After washing with a few bottles of spring water, the pain at the wound was slightly reduced.
"His—"
The back injury was a bit inconvenient. When Rong Jing reluctantly looked back, she accidentally pulled the heaviest wound on her shoulder, and she couldn't hold back her breath for a while.
Song Haoyan's back was stiff and he was about to turn around. Rong Jing quickly stopped him: "Don't move, I'm fine."
Now her clothes were torn apart, and if Song Haoyan turned around at this time, it would be embarrassing.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, another black figure suddenly jumped off the top of his head and headed straight towards Rong Jing.
Rong Jing hurriedly took out a piece of clothing and put it on her body casually, while avoiding the attack of the shadows. With this movement, the wound opened again, and the smell of blood on his body became stronger.
The dark shadow seemed to have spotted Rong Jing, even though Song Haoyan had discovered that it was not facing him, it still only attacked Rong Jing.
The ice blade slashed on the dark figure one by one, but it seemed as if something hard had been cut, and Rong Jing's mouth was numb with the shock.
The identity of Zandou could not be separated, causing Song Haoyan to be unable to use Thunderbolt for a while.
He kicked away the black figure who was leaping at Rong Jing again, drew out the Tang Dao inserted next to the backpack, and joined the close combat.
The two people united, and the black shadow quickly defeated.
Rong Jing slowed down the black shadow's movement with the ice mist, and the cold ice blade pierced straight towards the black shadow's eye.
As a result, the black shadow Leaning backward, he disappeared into the wall.
"I think these may all be hallucinations." Rong Jing thoughtfully looked at the place where the black shadow disappeared, and said not sure.
"Illusion? But you are really hurt."
"The attack is real, but the tunnel is fake." Rong Jing thought about the matter carefully from beginning to end, and confirmed her guess.
In Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why people can disappear out of thin air, even if they are looted by powerful people, there should be traces to follow.
But we have experienced it ourselves, and no one or force approaches. There is no mechanism. , Can make people fall into such a tunnel from the ground without any notice."
"The moment I was brought in, there was a kind of power that blocked my ability."
"Mine is also sealed. Moreover, we have walked through the entire tunnel just now. We didn't find any entrances or exits, nor did we feel any wind flowing, but the air inside was very normal. After a long time, not only did the suffocation feel, but the smell of the zombie monsters just now gradually dissipated. This shows that this is not an underground tunnel in common sense. Only with this explanation can you tell why the zombie monsters are silent from the soil. Burrowing out, how did the black shadow just disappear from the wall."
"My skills can't burn these zombies to ashes at once." Song Haoyan frowned slightly.
"That may also be an illusion. Actually, after you attacked, they were taken away from here, so there is no black ashes on the ground." If, as Song Haoyan said, his skill power is not that great, then, this is the case. The only explanation.
"If it's an illusion, then we didn't actually leave the place?" Song Haoyan raised his head and looked around, then pushed hard against the tunnel wall with his hands.
"I don't know this. Maybe we were separated when we were looking for a way out..." Rong Jing was very worried about other people. Even she was seriously injured because of this, so other people didn't know that they would encounter something. what.
"Rong Jing, if you destroy this wall, will it be useful?" Song Haoyan thought for a while. They walked the tunnel around before. There was nothing strange, but they could go back to the original place without turning back. It's a bit close to what Rong Jing said. When there is no way, it seems that there is only destruction, which is a feasible solution.
"...If it's a formation here, you can try it." Rong Jing couldn't think of a good way. Although she was also learning formation in the space, she didn't take a long time after all, she just knew a little bit roughly.
Song Haoyan nodded, raised Tang Knife with both hands, and slammed into the place where the black shadow just disappeared.
Puff——
the right blades of the Tang Dao submerged without any obstacle, but the tunnel did not change at all. Still dark, cold, and empty.
Song Haoyan was not discouraged, he pulled out the Tang Dao forcefully, changed the place and pierced it again with the same force. He kept testing, the wall of the tunnel was stabbed and chopped by his knife, and it was already broken.
However, this also confirmed Rong Jing's conjecture once again. If this is the real tunnel, it would have begun to collapse long ago.
"Maybe it's the ground, maybe it's the top of the head."
Song Haoyan looked up, and he also
found that the destructive effect of such cold weapons was too small. He took out a palm-sized object from his backpack, "I plan to explode this place. Rong Jing, if there is anything, you should hide yourself first."
Rong Jing suddenly raised her head to look at Song Haoyan.
What does he mean by this? Let her hide by herself...
Could it be...
"Song Haoyan, why did you have to go with us in the first place?" Rong Jing did not answer his words, but asked the question she had always wanted to ask,
"Su Li also helped you at the time. Isn't it?"
Song Haoyan, who was fixing the little thing, stopped, looked down at his hand, and said in a low voice, "I want to go with you because I owe you my life."
Rong Jing Her heart was severely pulled, what he meant by... Is it really what she thinks?
"You don't remember." Song Haoyan fixed the small bomb and walked to Rong Jing. Inside the dark tunnel, his shiny black eyes were watching her tightly, "You saved me ten years ago. At that time. It was the first time I performed a mission, and as a result, I was seriously injured. I fell into the lake when I evacuated. It happened that you passed by and threw your swimming ring to me, which saved my life.”
Although what he said to Song Haoyan The impression was very vague, Rong Jing still couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She thought that Song Haoyan was also born again and knew about the jade bracelet space.
Ten years ago, she was only eight years old, and Song Haoyan was only fifteen years old.
"Can you be sure that it is me? I have no impression at all." Eight and eighteen years old, even if the facial features are still the same, but from a girl to an adult, it is impossible for ordinary people to recognize it at a glance.
"I'm sure. I have learned how to distinguish the looks of people."
"When I was eight years old, I did often go swimming with Yang Shiyan's family in a lakeside bathing beach. Maybe someday when I went home alone."
Rong Jing tried to remember. For a moment, I only vaguely remember that I was frightened by something at the lake, and then I no longer want to go swimming in the lakeside bathing beach. Joining the team can make people feel
bad.
Knowing this, Rong Jing suddenly figured out many things. She finally understood why Song Haoyan didn't accept her in the previous life, but a person who was so indifferent would care about her, maybe he just wanted to repay her life.
This person has already experienced life and death when she was fifteen years old. Perhaps he has experienced a lot of things since he was a child, but he alone has not experienced the feelings between people, so she will be so indifferent after her death. I left without thinking about extending a helping hand to people who have been with me for a year in the past.
Perhaps repaying gratitude is just one of his tasks for him? The result was a failed task.
"I'm sorry."
"I just said that it's been so long, everyone is already familiar, and I don't care about things at that time." Rong Jing felt embarrassed when Song Haoyan apologized so seriously.
They didn't give them much time, and there were black shadows burrowing out of the soil everywhere, just like the ones that appeared at first, they were numerous and smelly. Before they leaped towards Rong Jing and Song Haoyan, one of them encountered the small bomb inlaid on the wall by Song Haoyan.
Boom-
Song Haoyan, who was paralyzed, couldn't help his face change, and took a few steps forward to hug Rong Jing and threw herself to the ground.
The sound of the explosion was deafening, and the zombies in the center of the explosion were blown to pieces. The soil above the tunnel also began to collapse. The range of this special bomb is not too big, but because the distance is too close, even Rong Jing felt the hot wave of explosion, Song Haoyan
who was in front of her must have been injured...
The zombie monsters suddenly Appeared, disrupting their steps. The bomb was triggered before they had had time to retreat. If the tunnel was not as fake as they had imagined, then they would most likely face the situation of being completely trapped in this small space.
The dust caused by the explosion was overwhelming, and Rong Jing had to close her eyes tightly.
Then she heard a familiar voice:
"Jing Jing!"
Rong Jing immediately used magic to create a large ice shell to envelop the two people after being thrown down, but before that, at the moment of the explosion, He must still be injured.
The aftermath of the explosion hadn't completely subsided, and he heard a familiar voice: "Jing Jing!"
Han Xiuheng appeared above the blasted tunnel, supporting Wei Ping. The light outside made Rong Jing's eyes black for a moment, and after a while she could see the two of them clearly, not much better than she and Song Haoyan looked.
Wei Ping's head seemed to be smashed by something, and the bandage was still leaking blood. And Han Xiuheng is no different from Rong Jing