Han Laoliu held up the flashlight and carefully felt the direction of the leaves drifting. I held the invisible needle tightly and kept chasing this dark underground wilderness.

The ground and the cave roof are full of blue-gray rock flows. In such a wide area, there is no support, and I don’t know how it was formed.

After chasing along the winding waterway for a long time, the sound of running water in my ears became louder and louder.

Han Laoliu and I couldn't help but raise our vigilance a little and slowly approached the past.

There was a piece of gravel scattered on the ground, and there was a large hole in the middle of the gravel.

The shape of the hole is very irregular, and the traces at the break are all new.

When I shine the flashlight downward, a few meters above the ground, flowing water reflecting the lights.

Han Laoliu lowered his body and checked it out: "It's indeed the little white dragon, these are all traces caused by the wind blade!"

The water surface was about two meters away from the broken surface. Han Laoliu and I jumped in one after another, and the flowing water had just flowed across our waists.

Perhaps because it is very close to magma, the temperature in the water is much higher than that in the upper reaches, about 20 degrees, which is similar to the bathroom, but it is very comfortable.

Not far below the water was a slightly narrow pass, with the stone walls on both sides being cut open, barely allowing one person to pass through, because the river channel became narrower and the water level suddenly rose a lot.

"Look at this!" Just after two steps, Han Laoliu pointed to a symbol on the stone wall: "This is the mark left by the little white dragon on us, reminding us that there are living things here, and it may be very dangerous! However, he has already entered."

"What did he do when he went in?" I asked in confusion: "Since he has discovered the water source and there is still danger, why should he go in?"

"This is exactly what I am strange about. His purpose here is to find the water source, but the water source has been found, but he continues to track down. He must have found something." Han Laoliu thought.

"Even if I found something, I should go back the same way to wait for us to gather together before we talk about it? If we hadn't happened to discover the underground river, where would we go to find him? Didn't he think about this?" I asked.

Han Laoliu thought for a while and said, "Although the little white dragon is impulsive, he will never be so reckless. Since he chose not to wait for us to go in first, the situation must have changed and there is no time to wait for us to meet again. Let's go over and take a look!" Han Laoliu said as he wanted to move forward again.

I quickly rushed to squeeze in front of him.

Although Han Laoliu has good skills and has Qingmu's body protection, he has too much loss along the way, especially when he carried me across the long river of magma, he was even more tired. Now he has drunk all his wine and has not had any supplements.

Besides, he was carrying Miss Caiyun on his back, so it was not convenient to move in deep water, and it would be troublesome if he encountered any sudden danger.

The river flooded my chest and the flow rate suddenly accelerated. I almost didn't have to walk, and I was pushed all the way forward.

After turning several bends along the water flow, the cave became wider again, and the water level dropped to the left of the chest, but the flow rate was getting faster and faster. Not to mention retreating, it was extremely difficult to stand still!

After being washed out more than ten meters, the river channel in front of him suddenly disappeared, and there was a vast darkness again.

"Be careful, this is falling..."

Han Laoliu shouted, and before we could finish speaking, we were wrapped in water and fell downwards!

Click!

I quickly drew my knife and pierced it into the rocks on the cliff. Han Laoliu also took action at the same time. A green vine tightly climbed the cracks of the rocks, as if it was born from here.

The warm water rushed down from us in a torrential manner, and the arms that were grabbing the knife were faintly numb and sour.

We both poked our heads and looked up. It turned out to be an underground waterfall. It was a bottomless black water pool dozens of meters away.

The falling water flow caused white light in the ink-black pool, like fireworks exploding in the night sky!

It turned out that when the underground river arrived here, it turned deeper into the underground. No wonder it was unaware of it when it was approaching the magma shore.

I slowly fell down with Lao Liu's green vine. When I approached the water surface, I used the force to push it to fall on the stone next to me. I looked around carefully and found no danger. Then the green vine shook and took Han Lao Liu down.

As soon as Han Laoliu landed, he subconsciously sniffed.

"What's wrong?"

"It smells bloody." Han Laoliu said solemnly. Then he shook his head and muttered: "It's strange, why are there still plants and trees in this place?"

The rolling water flew straight down, flowing out of the pool, moving far along a deep valley, with small blue-black stones on both sides of the river bank.

The stones are not big, and they are very uniform and are almost the same as fists, slightly oval.

I looked down and said, "This seems to be washed away by the water flow over the years."

"No," Han Laoliu looked around and said, "This underground river should have been much wider a long time ago than it is now, and the flow rate is even more amazing. This entire cave was washed out by water flow. The gravel on both sides of the valley was originally river pebbles."

After walking along the river for a while, a small white dot suddenly appeared on the painted black river. When I got closer, I found that it was half a human skull.

The upper part of the nose was cut in half in a row, with the cut marks for a long time and buried deeply under the gravel. This was obviously not done by the little white dragon.

But Xiao Bailong's wine bottle was placed next to the skull, and a sign was piled with stones.

Obviously, he wanted to tell us something.

Han Laoliu glanced at it, turned to the side in confusion and said, "Little White Dragon asked us to go from here, but here..."

I followed his eyes and saw that there was a black stone wall in that direction, which was no different from the surrounding scene.

But since the little white dragon left this sign with the conspicuous position of the skull, it would never be aimless.

I leaned over and looked at it with a flashlight, and then I found two crooked words engraved on the stone wall. I looked at it for a long time before I could barely recognize it, as if it was: God cried.

"God cries?" What does this mean?

Han Laoliu looked up and said, "That's right, this was written by Xiaobailong."

"Then what does this God's cry mean? Is it also a secret code between you?" I asked.

"What's the secret?" Han Laoliu snorted disdainfully: "He wants to write a magic weapon, but he doesn't know many words at all. He can't write a word for artifact, so he used crying instead."

This guy, Xiao Bailong, turned out to be semi-illiterate!

No wonder he doesn’t understand formation talismans very well. Maybe in his opinion, the words are as difficult as Taoist talismans!

Fortunately, the word "Divine" can be recognized, and Han Laoliu guessed this cry.

But what was he going to say? He discovered the magical artifact.
Chapter completed!