Wushuang's arrogant kid shouldn't have fallen to pieces, right? If you think about it carefully, it shouldn't be, Wushuang's light skills are not bad, after all, there are not many people in the world who are afraid of heights like him.

He grinned and stepped on the rope with his right foot and tried, then retracted it, but still couldn't make up his mind to walk the cable. What's the matter? Wait for Xiaoman and them to come over and figure out a way? Xiao Man? Yes! Ma Chengfeng suddenly remembered that they had also encountered this kind of chain bridge over the abyss in the ancient tomb before, that time Xiao Man was very embarrassed, his hands and feet were clinging to the iron cable, and his body was crawling backwards and downs, and Ma Chengfeng was still burying her like a maggot in the toilet.

It's not pretty, but it's ...... Ma Chengfeng looked back at the bottom of the mountain, they shouldn't have climbed up so quickly, no one saw it anyway.

He looked at Xiao Man's very skillful use half a year ago, thinking how difficult this action was, he never thought that he would go up according to that ugly posture, and the crawling degree was simply amazing. It is no wonder that Ma Chengfeng's body coordination ability is far better than Xiao Man's, and his bones are very flexible. If it's not too fast, the action is as awkward as a maggot.

I was really frightened in mid-air, and there was an abyss beneath me, and the wind was whining in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything. He had only one thought in his heart, don't let go, let go and you will be crushed. You can't look down, and the more you look, the more scared you become.

For a distance of about 100 meters, he climbed on it for 1o minutes before he passed. The moment his feet stepped on the opposite cliff, his newly changed clean clothes were soaked in cold sweat again, and he now felt that his nervous legs were cramping, and he didn't even notice it just now.

The altitude above the mountain is extremely high, the air is much thinner than on the ground, and the temperature is also very low, resulting in no vegetation on the top of the mountain, and it is a desolate scene. Under the foot is the bluestone paved road, the road has been invaded by wind and rain for so many years, and the surface is cracked, just like the wrinkles on the old man's face.

Ma Chengfeng stood on the top of the cold and windy mountain and did not dare to act without permission, he always felt that there seemed to be something hidden behind the thick fog that was spying on him. He is a thief himself, and he is very sensitive to this feeling.

He stood for two minutes, and the things in the fog did not move or make a sound, still hiding himself in the void and waiting for him, the intruder, to explore.

Seeing that the other party didn't react, his courage grew, and he pulled out the sharp seven-star blade and began to slowly grope towards the dense fog. One step, two steps, three steps......

Just as he took the third step, a person suddenly appeared in the mist and walked out of him, that person was about the same height as himself, one head of silver, wearing a robe of the ancients, but his walking posture was very strange, both feet were covered by the robe, and the feet under the robe did not swing at all, but the old man in white and silver seemed to be gliding on the ground, and walked towards him quickly, seeing that he was about to pass through the thick fog.

Ma Chengfeng didn't know the details of the other party, but seeing that the other party's clothes were not dressed as modern people, couldn't he be a zongzi king? He had the courage to shout: "It's a human or a ghost, let me know!" ”

The other party ignored his question, and his feet moved faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close. This guy's face was wrinkled, like the dry bark of a thousand-year-old tree. Ma Chengfeng didn't dare to hesitate, and dodged quickly with a sideways leap. And the old man in white didn't seem to want to attack him, but just passed through the place where he had just stood, and then disappeared again on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

Ma Chengfeng's little heart was so frightened that it pounced, could it really be an old fairy? Looking at his appearance just now, it was somewhat similar to the Yin and Yang Xuandao of the half-immortal body. You can't be deliberately teasing yourself, right?

Ma Chengfeng...... Ma Chengfeng...... Ma Chengfeng ...... "At this time, I suddenly heard a leisurely call from the direction of the tower at the end of the dense fog, the movement was fast and slow, big and small, and was blown straight into my ears by the wind in the mountains.

Ma Chengfeng knew in his heart that this place was not a crypt tomb, and in broad daylight, even if there were lonely souls and wild ghosts, it was impossible to come out to find a stand-in at this time. But this movement is neither male nor female, and I am a little dazed when I hear it. How does he know himself? It's obviously not Wushuang, and it's not Liu Mazi's voice?

Ma Chengfeng...... Ma Chengfeng...... Ma Chengfeng...... Come on...... Come on...... Come on......" The lingering call tugged at his thoughts, tugging at his heartstrings.

"Here is the elixir of immortality, and here is the forbidden art that subverts yin and yang, come on...... Come on...... Ma Chengfeng, you're coming! ”

Ma Chengfeng is a guy who eats soft and not hard, he turned his heart sideways and said angrily: "Who are you scaring for?" Don't come to this set with your little brother, come here, don't run if you have the ability! ”

This is not Ma Chengfeng's willfulness, he has already grown up. You know, no matter whether there is danger ahead, he must rush forward, and they don't have much time left. The old blind man had already calculated that Wushuang's life should not be extinguished, but even if he lived, he only had half a breath left, and if they didn't hurry up, it would definitely be too late.

Thinking of this, Ma Chengfeng chased after the seven-star blade in one hand and Xiao Man's pistol in the other.

Through the layers of mist, I finally saw the tower clearly, and the front of the tower was full of dry bones, all of which were skeletons and skeletons dressed in Qin people's armor. The tower is divided into seven floors, the tower is carved with a variety of different styles of colorful paintings, the painting is not a hideous hell ghost, or the heavenly Daluo fairy, and even a woman in a colorful fairy dress flying in the clouds, but although these fairies are graceful and graceful, but their faces are extremely terrifying.

Although they are all human faces, the expressions on their faces feel awkward, they seem to be smiling but not laughing, they seem to be crying but not crying, and they are definitely not the legendary fairies.

This smile ...... This treacherous smile...... Ma Chengfeng's head ached faintly, and he kept looking for this familiar scene in the depths of his mind. My head exploded when I thought about it, and finally turned that hateful smile out in the depths of my memory. That's right, under the Daxinganling Immortal Gu Temple, the corpse of the Yellow Fairy Gu with a yellow skin and a head, isn't it just laughing like this? I see, it is really related to the secret of the ancient temple.

Wow...... Wow......

There is a string of bells hanging on the edge of each layer of high towers, blown by the wind in the mountains, there is a crisp sound, if you usually hear the wind chimes, people will always feel particularly pleasant, but not only why, hearing this movement in this Qinling Mountains, how do you feel as if there is a little ghost ringing the death knell of death?

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