(Mobei, the mountain behind the tomb of despair, Eagle Eye Cave)

The little flea sat on a stone outside the eagle's eye hole, holding its chin in two fleshy little hands, and stared at the hole that had been sealed with sand and stone that could no longer penetrate a trace of light, and kept sucking its little nose. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother, are you planning to die in that hole and never come out to meet us again?"

was muttering sadly, when he suddenly felt a big cold hand, put on his meaty/bouncy shoulder, and turned his head to see that it was Jiang Nanjun.

"He, hasn't come out yet?" Jiang Nanjun asked softly, his tone full of sentimentality.

"Nope." The little flea shook his head with two teardrops and said, "He has been in it for a whole week, and he has been alone, I'm afraid he will have to suffocate to death!" Brother Jiangnan, do you think we are going to smash the hole open and rush in to save him? ”

"This ......" is in such a state as the Son of Heaven, Jiang Nanjun is also deeply worried, but if he wants to directly open the hole and break into it rampage, he still seems hesitant.

The two of them were frowning and couldn't think of a solution, but they heard the sound of stones moving at the entrance of the cave.

As soon as the little flea saw that there was movement, he immediately jumped up and shouted happily: "It's my brother!" He's alive and he's coming out! ”

Jiang Nanjun followed his shout, his heart was relieved, and he quickly looked over.

The crushed sand and gravel that sealed the cave fell for a while, followed by a loud "boom", and the whole big stone that blocked the entrance of the cave was shattered by a force and collapsed into pieces in an instant.

The large boulders and rubble piled up into a small mountain bag, and raised a thick layer of smoke and dust, choking the little fleas and Jiang Nanjun coughed repeatedly. When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the crooked figure of the Son of Heaven appeared behind the mountain bag.

"Brother--"

When the little flea saw that he was finally willing to come out, he immediately burst into tears and laughed, and showed his best bouncing skills, and jumped over like a spring. But when he jumped on the rubble, he stopped again, as if he had sealed the acupuncture point for someone, and he froze.

He looked at the man at the entrance of the cave and was speechless.

I saw that the man not only had a haggard face, but also a face as green as a ghost. His once plump and moist cheeks were deeply sunken into his cheekbones, leaving two shadows that added to his morbidity.

His long jet-black hair, which used to be either tied high with the crown of the demon king, or neatly tied into a bun with a son's scarf, was now scattered over his shoulders and reached the ground.

The most terrifying thing was his eyes, the eye sockets were sunken deeply, and the two black eyes looked ahead in distraction, as if they had been stupid.

His hands, which were exposed outside the sleeves of his robe, trembled violently, and his body was crooked, as if he was standing extremely reluctantly. It wasn't long before a dull moan came out of his throat, and he fell down like a dead tree.

Is this person still the demon king who used to be amorous? In him, where can you still find half of the original demeanor?

The little flea was still in a daze, Jiang Nanjun reacted faster than him, and when he saw the caracal falling, he shouted "Brother Yufeng" in heartache, and rushed over like a gust of wind, and the little flea came back to his senses and hurriedly followed, and the two of them worked together to help him up from the ground.

"I once held her hand under the moon, and her love was strong, and she was white-headed in this life. The wind at the end of the world blocks the red dust, and the ice and rain stain the mud. Although I don't have a dream and get drunk, the blood is cold and the sand is cold, and the tears are thin. Women look back and don't leave, and throw pride together...... Guan Qianqiu ......" recited word by word, the tears on his face were still there, but there were no tears in his eyes. His voice gradually weakened, leaning on Jiang Nanjun's shoulder, and he was already angry.

Jiang Nanjun heard that he was chanting the word card of "Butterfly Loves Flowers", and when he thought about it alone in the Eagle Rock Cave, he had read this poem ten thousand times, right? I couldn't help but cry like rain.

The little flea saw that he couldn't do it, so he hurriedly dragged him over, hugged him by himself, and said to Jiang Nanjun anxiously: "Brother Jiangnan, there is a black porcelain bottle in his arms, the bottle of medicine pills can save his life, you quickly take it out and give him a pill!" (To be continued.) )