It seemed as if it was the end of the world, everything in the tomb was collapsed, the blazing fire was burning, and strange crying sounds came from the deep tomb from time to time.

Zhuang Xiaoya's steps suddenly stopped in front of the pond water, and she said nervously: "I can't swim!"

Yan Ning also stopped and looked back and saw that the tomb behind was collapsing. It would take no time to bury the pond water alive. At this time, there was no time to hesitate.

"Dabao! You go first!" Yan Ning said to Miao Dabao, and threw him directly into the water.

"Grass! I can't even water! Have you heard that cat can be watery?!"

Miao Dabao's body passed through the air and shouted depressedly, but it still fell into the water. It churned in pain and was about to drown. At this time, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the pool, grabbed Miao Dabao, and took Miao Dabao into the water with her.

It turned out that Cao Lu remembered that Miao Dabao didn't know how to water, so she came back to help Yan Ning.

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Miao Dabao leave. At this time, the ceiling on Yan Ning's head had collapsed. He quickly grabbed Zhuang Xiaoya's hand: "Xiaoya, believe me!"

Zhuang Xiaoya stared at Yan Ning with beautiful eyes. Her hands couldn't help but hold them tightly and nodded heavily.

Yan Ning had a firm face, and in the terrifying ruins, he jumped into the pool with Zhuang Xiaoya.

As soon as the two of them fell into the water, a terrifying noise came from their heads. It seemed that the ceiling had collapsed.

Zhuang Xiaoya closed her eyes tightly, Yan Ning patted her back, turned on the flashlight, and saw that Wang Tianci and Cao Lu were just below, so she took Zhuang Xiaoya to dive together.

At this time, a huge stone slab fell in front of Yan Ning, and a whirlpool was rolled up. Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya were immediately swallowed by the whirlpool. The huge force made Yan Ning unable to catch Zhuang Xiaoya's hand, and the two were dispersed!

Red clay and human bones fell from the sky one after another. Yan Ning felt something suddenly hit on his head. When he looked up, he found that it was Lu Ban's secret technique he had seen in a mass trap!

When Yan Ning saw Lu Ban's secret technique, he did not show any surprise expression, but just grabbed it casually in his hand. At this moment, his face was gloomy.

In just a moment, Zhuang Xiaoya's figure disappeared!

Now that he is in the water, Yan Ning cannot even call Zhuang Xiaoya's name. A huge stone slab hit Yan Ning's back and smashed the flashlight. Yan Ning's body suddenly fell into darkness and could not see clearly what was in front of him!

"Xiaoya...Xiaoya, where are you?!" Yan Ning shouted in his heart.

As the soil and stones above fell, the pool water had become turbid and unclear. Yan Ning was anxious and a terrifying force burst out from his body, searching back and forth in the pool water at a terrible speed.

However, Zhuang Xiaoya can’t be found!

"Where are you?" Yan Ning was almost stunned. Later, he even pulled out Ming Po. When he encountered obstacles, he cut off without hesitation!

At this time, a pale arm grabbed Yan Ning. Yan Ning suddenly turned around and saw that it was Wang Tianci who came back to find him.

Wang Tianci gestured to Yan Ning, meaning that they must leave quickly, otherwise they will be buried in the tomb of King Gou forever.

Yan Ning struggled wildly. He wanted to say to Wang Tianci that Xiaoya is gone and that he will not leave if he can't find Xiaoya.

But Wang Tianci ignored Yan Ning's intentions and greeted Cao Lu. The two of them carried Yan Ning together and swam towards the exit!

"Xiaoya...Xiaoya!"

Yan Ning was held by the two of them, and he watched the tomb of King Gou who was gradually moving away, but he could not find Zhuang Xiaoya.

...

Crazy-

A pile of turbid mud suddenly rushed out under a waterfall on the sacred mountain, with three people and a cat inside. They fell into the turbulent water flow in a mess, and after a while, they climbed up the shore one by one.

Cao Lu was lying on the stone on the shore, half of his body was still soaked in water. He was panting, not wanting to move his body at all.

Wang Tianci's face was still pale, and the water droplets on his hair kept falling between his fingers.

Miao Dabao didn't know how to water and was already in a coma, but Cao Lu pulled him ashore.

The last one to get ashore was Yan Ning. He walked up the river bank step by step with heavy steps, leaning against a low bush, staring blankly at the hillside.

The three of them were speechless, with only the roaring waterfalls by the river and the sound of birds singing from time to time.

However, the sound of the birds singing was not crisp in Yan Ning's ears at this time, but instead felt annoying.

He suddenly stood up, threw the Luban secret technique in his hand into Wang Tianci's hand, and carried Mingpo on his back and walked into the river.

"What are you doing?" Wang Tianci climbed up and grabbed Yan Ning.

"I want to go back to find her." Yan Ning said coldly.

"The tomb of King Gou has collapsed... she can't come back." Wang Tianci whispered.

Yan Ning choked and said, "Dig three feet into the ground, I want to find her body."

Cao Lu's eyes were red and she said sadly: "The mountain is so big, even if you search for it for a lifetime, you can't find your sister-in-law."

"You should have let me stay just now!" Yan Ning suddenly turned around, grabbed Cao Lu's collar, and roared at him, "Xiaoya is my woman. Even if she dies, I will be with her side!"

"Calm down!" Wang Tianci held Yan Ning from behind.

Cao Lu lowered her head, and tears fell on the river.

Several squirrels were frightened by Yan Ning's roar and ran around the trees. After they calmed down, they stopped on the treetops and looked at the three people and a cat curiously.

Why is this man sad?

They can't figure it out and can't understand it.

Love is a very complex emotion that continues to deepen and deepen between life and death, until life and death depend on each other.

Yan Ning remained silent. He looked down at the turbulent water flow. In it, he seemed to see Zhuang Xiaoya's shadow.

Her every frown and smile.

Her lips raised when she was angry, her eyes lowered when she was sad, and she held Yan Ning's little hand tightly when she was stubborn.

Yan Ning looked at the sacred mountain and knew that Zhuang Xiaoya was getting farther and farther away from him, and that those once familiar scenes could never be seen again.

"Let's go back."

Yan Ning choked and shed a tear at the towering sacred mountain. Then he turned around lonely, ignored Wang Tianci and Cao Lu, and walked down the mountain alone.

Wang Tianci and Cao Lu looked at each other, without any idea of ​​speaking. They silently picked up Miao Dabao and followed Yan Ning.

The sacred mountain is as tall as in the past thousands of years. The destruction of the tomb of King Gou has no impact on the sacred mountain, and it is not even as good as the avalanche created by Xie Kong.

But on this unchanging sacred mountain, no one knows how many love, hate, and sorrows there are, and how many unforgettable bones that make people cry and cry, remain forever in an unknown corner of the sacred mountain, and forever becomes one with the sacred mountain.
Chapter completed!