In mid-air, all I saw was darkness, and what I heard in my ears was the cry of a monster that had fallen down together.

For a moment, Wu Song felt like he was in a trance.

There was a "thud", and the sound of the stone falling into the water rang out, and before he could react, he was already stuck in the icy water.

There was not even a little light here, and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, so he could only rely on the swimming skills he had trained since he was a child, keeping his body floating on the water, and just drifting with the current.

It is an underground river that has been flowing silently in the dark for thousands of years.

He couldn't do anything other than completely relaxing his body, constantly sinking and floating in the water, and slowly recovering his physical strength.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, a glimmer of light appeared in front of his eyes.

Wu Song was overjoyed, at this time he had accumulated some physical strength, and after seeing the light, he no longer hesitated, and swam there with all his might.

As the light got closer and closer, the water he felt became more and more turbulent, and once or twice, if he hadn't caught the plants in the water with his quick eyes, he would have been swept away by the torrent.

A gap appeared in front of him, and without thinking much about it, Wu Song took a deep breath and dived towards the gap.

The water between the crevices was so clear that he could see his surroundings.

Wu Song prayed as he swam forward, hoping that this gap would not be too long, if he drowned here alive due to lack of oxygen, I am afraid that even the corpse would not see the light of day.

God was still kind to him, and after swimming for more than ten minutes, his eyes lit up, and a bigger gap appeared.

Through the clear water, he could already see the blue sky outside.

Wu Song sped up his swimming movements, and just as he was about to poke out of the gap with one of his hands, he suddenly felt something shake him out of the corner of his eye.

There was no danger now, anyway, so he simply swam in that direction.

A skeleton lay quietly not far away, and under what looked like a large arm, there was a small box.

This box must have been underwater for many years, as a thick layer of algae grew on its surface.

So, what is it that gets your eyes?

Wu Song looked left and right, except for some small fish swimming around, everything was normal.

He didn't think much of it, and picked up the box, which, to his surprise, was heavy compared to its size.

But what exactly caught your eyes?

His body was ready to float to the surface, and with the doubts in his heart, Wu Song couldn't help but glance back.

This time, he finally saw what was dangling into his eyes.

It was those small fish, whose whole body was silvery-white, and at a very clever angle, their bodies slightly reflected the light outside.

It seems that this box is really related to himself!

Wu Song didn't think much about it, his hands and feet were forced, and he quickly swam towards the water.

"Wow!", Wu Song poked his head out of the water, and the evening sun shone warmly on him.

The silence all around him seemed to be two worlds from the one he had fought with the monsters not long ago.

Wu Song climbed to the shore.

After being in the water for so long, it feels so comfortable to be grounded.

He relaxed his limbs, lay down on the grass, smelled the grass in the air, listened to the whispering of small insects in his ears, experienced that life and death, and felt the preciousness of life.

He thought about going to Han Qianxue and Su Yao, or standing up to see where he was, but in the end he didn't do anything, just lying there lazily.

Finally, having had enough rest, he rolled over and sat up, with a small grass in his mouth, and a muffled song in his throat, and dragged the box that had been scooped up from the water.

picked up a piece of stone and scraped the algae on the box, the color of gray not gray, green not green made Wu Song's heart suddenly.

When he was traveling around the rivers and lakes with his master Xiao Tianchen, he saw an object, and it was such a color.

This is the color of the bronze after it has rusted.

In other words, the box in his hand was a bronze box.

Wu Song had a lot of questions in his heart, and after being stunned for a while, he carefully looked at the box.

There is a simple pattern in the center of the lid, and when you look left and right, you can barely see the face of a beast.

And on the four corners of the lid, each of which has a figure of a beast with a large mouth open.

Although he is not an archaeologist and does not usually like to deal with antiques and cultural relics, Wu Song still believes that this box must be extremely valuable.

Thinking of this, he became more and more anxious, wanting to see what was inside the box.

There was no lock on the box, only a thin latch, and Wu Song pulled out the latch and opened the bronze box.

It is clear that the bronze box had been taken into account by its owner before it fell into the water.

There is yellow grease left in the cracks of the box, which is very good at insulating moisture from penetration.

He couldn't make out what was in the box, as it was wrapped in a yellow oiled paper bag.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Song took out the oiled paper bag, and by the way, the items inside were not heavy.

He placed the oiled paper bag on the grass and peeled off the oiled paper wrapped outside.

Inside was a pile of bone fragments.

He picked up a bone fragment and found that it was densely engraved with tiny words.

At his level, he could only recognize that this was Xiao Seal, and as for what those words meant, he didn't know.

These bone fragments are as many as fourteen or fifteen pieces, and all of them are the size of palms.

Wu Song shook his head, wrapped the bone fragments in oiled paper again, and put them in the box.

He stood up with his suitcase in his hand, and saw a large rock not far away, and a large tree beside it, which stood out in this open place, and walked towards it.

He dug a hole in the ground near the rock, put the bronze box in it, and after burying it, he brought in a large stone and pressed it on it, so that he was relieved.

After doing all this, he walked towards the water's edge, and after washing his hands, he went to look for the army of the South Stick while it was still dark.

He had just taken a few steps when he heard a slight cry not far away.

It was a woman's cry, and although it was not loud, it could be heard with a deep sadness.

Wu Song quietly walked over.

In the evening sunset, a woman was squatting at the water's edge, crying mournfully.

"Qianxue!"

The woman who was crying was none other than Han Qianxue.

Han Qianxue raised her head suddenly, as if she couldn't believe her ears, and slowly turned her head.

When she saw Wu Song standing not far away, a look of surprise appeared on her tearful face, and a slurred cry came out of her mouth, and she rushed towards him.

The two of them hugged each other tightly.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines warmly on them, and a gentle breeze blows, bringing with them the unique aromas of nature.

It took a long time for the two to separate.

"Qianxue, okay, why are you crying so sadly?"

Wu Song pushed Han Qianxue away a little, and carefully looked at her face like pear blossoms with rain.

"You've been missing for three or four days, people, people are afraid of you...... I'm in a hurry. ”

Seeing that her loved one was safe and sound, even Han Qianxue, who was known as the iceberg beauty, couldn't help but show the coquettishness of a girl.

"What!" Wu Song was taken aback: "I've been missing for three or four days?"

"Yes!" Han Qianxue nodded.

"Those monsters have all been destroyed, right?" Wu Song thought of something important.

"The monsters of Halla Mountain have all been wiped out!" Han Qianxue told him the good news: "Just this afternoon, the troops of the sticks have withdrawn from here. ”

She stretched out her hand and stroked Wu Song's cheek: "If it weren't for the unwillingness, I, I would have retreated." ”

It turned out that after Wu Song fell from the cave that suddenly collapsed, Han Qianxue and Su Yao, who entered later, led the troops of Nan Bangzi to eliminate the remnants of the monsters and immediately began to search for Wu Song.

First, he sent special operators to fall down the rope through the hole and found that there was a river underneath.

This is the first time this underground river has been discovered, and it is so dark that it is impossible to see where the water is going.

The sticks sent two teams of people to search along the banks of the underground river, but finally gave up because the river had too many forks and the underground environment was not convenient to send a large team of men to search.

The most important thing is that the sticks have finally eliminated the monsters in the territory, and everything is in ruins, and there is really no such manpower and material resources to do this.

After searching for two days in Halla Mountain and its vicinity, in fact, the more real intention of the sticks was to clear the remnants of the monsters by the way, but of course Wu Song was not found.

After obtaining the consent of the military top brass of Longhua State, the sticks decided to abandon the search and withdrew their troops from Hallasan in the afternoon.

And Han Qianxue and Su Yao, of course, didn't want to leave just like that, the two of them stayed, although they knew that finding someone in such a large mountainous area was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, but they still didn't give up.

That's the one they love!

Now seeing that the sky is about to get dark, but Wu Song still hasn't been found, Han Qianxue is anxious and can't help crying.

Wu Song was moved in his heart, looking at his beloved, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes, but there was a happy smile on his face, and he kissed her red lips.

Han Qianxue's arm hugged his waist and responded fiercely.

Like dry firewood touching a fire, Wu Song couldn't help himself, his hands began to become irregular, Han Qianxue didn't stop him, just said softly.

"Su Yao, one person...... Over there......"

Wu Song kissed her fiercely on the lips and let go of her.

At this moment, although he really wanted to do something with Han Qianxue, Su Yao's safety was undoubtedly more important.

In the wilderness, the sky is slowly becoming hazy again, what he is doing here, let her stay there alone as a delicate little girl, and she can't say it in her conscience!

Han Qianxue looked at him with appreciation, she clearly knew how much the big pervert in front of her had a desire for her body.

However, for the sake of another loved one, he still resisted this temptation, such a man is indeed rare.