The snail king on the head of the ghost hand stretched out many beards and climbed down the cliff. The snail king's body swayed left and right as the snail king fell, looking very strange, like a human-shaped pendant.

Wang Lang stretched his neck and looked down. He turned on the flashlight and looked down. Finally, he saw a road of about twenty centimeters above the cliff below.

The ghost hand was dragged by the two snail kings and had already reached the position of the road. The ghost hand walked very easily. It was like ignoring the abyss next to it. Anyway, his head was clinged to the rock wall by the two snail kings.

Huang Feishi lay on the side and took a look, and after finding that he had a little road, his face turned pale.

"Dragon Prince, this kind of path of intestinal intestines is too scary, right?" Huang Feishi pointed below and swallowed the channel.

Wang Lang was also a little dizzy when he saw it.

As for the fear of heights, Wang Lang dared to stand on the wire rope at a height of dozens of meters because Wang Lang could see the ground, but the ground was not visible at all in this place. Wang Lang had no idea. Walking on such a twenty-centimeter-long path, if he accidentally fell down, he would be damned to pieces, mainly because he could not find the corpse.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette but did not smoke it, and threw it down the canyon.

He watched the cigarette fall down and waited for the cigarette to be unable to see it. Wang Lang still couldn't see where the bottom of the canyon was.

Boom!

The whole building trembled for a moment, and Huang Feishi didn't stand firmly and slid downwards. Wang Lang grabbed Huang Feishi. Huang Feishi's face turned pale and his whole body was trembling with fat, and he grabbed Wang Lang tightly with both hands.

"Dragon Prince Don't let go, pull me up."

ah!

A scream suddenly came from the palace, and Wang Lang suddenly jumped.

ah!

This time it was Huang Fei Rat's turn to scream.

Wang Lang grabbed the Huang Feimao with one hand and the knife with the other, inserted it into the rock wall next to it, sliding downwards.

The yellow fat rat screamed endlessly as if it was stepped on by someone's tail.

After stepping on the path of sheep intestine, Wang Lang turned his dragon sword in his hand and fixed his body steadily.

The other hand grabbed Huang Feimao and threw it on the sheep intestine path. Huang Feimao stood on the sheep intestine path with both feet, but his hands still refused to spread Wang Lang. His whole body was like a sieve endlessly.

"Stop shaking!" Wang Lang couldn't help but curse.

Huang Feishi still couldn't stop trembling, "Dragon Prince, I'm afraid!"

"I don't seem to be afraid of it." Wang Lang said angrily.

In fact, Huang Fei Rat was not afraid. Huang Fei Rat stood on the road about twenty centimeters, his belly tightly against the rock wall, his eight-character feet, and behind him was a deep abyss.

The thickness of the Huang Fei Rat is wider than the road under his feet, and the Huang Fei Rat is not afraid of him.

Wang Lang didn't know how to do it, and grabbed Huang Feimao's arm with one hand. "Don't look back and look down!"

Huang Fei Rat is trembling. Sometimes this is what people think about in their hearts. The more they don’t let them do, the more they want to do. The more they don’t let them look down, the more they can’t help but look down.

As a result, as she looked, Huang Feishi touched a protruding stone on her belly. She shook her whole body back and her arms were slashing the air hard to stand up.

Wang Lang pulled hard, and Huang Feishi barely stood firm.

"Dragon Prince! I don't want to go down, let's go up and let the Yin Spider bite me to death. I feel better than let the Yin Spider bite me to death. It's really scary. I'll only suffer for a minute in the Yin Spider bite me to death. I don't know how long it will take to suffer here."

Huang Fei Rat said in a trembling voice.

Wang Lang looked up and looked up, "If you want to go up, I won't stop you, but I don't have the ability to go up. You have to go up by yourself."

Huang Feishi almost cried, "Dragon Prince, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid. There is no protective measures in this place. I'm tied a rope to my feet when I'm bungee jumping. Even if the bungee jumping rope is broken and someone will be killed, then there will be someone below to catch the body. If we go down, there will be no bones left. I'd rather let the Yin Spider bite to death."

Wang Lang was not angry for a moment.

While talking, a scream suddenly came from above, and a figure fell from above. When I looked closely, it was a follower brought by a yellow fat rat, covered with dense Yin spiders, and I don’t know how many of them were.

The man screamed while falling, and it was raining above his body.

Huang Feishi reached out and touched his face. When he put it in front of him, he saw that it turned out to be blood.

Looking back at the person who fell, he was bitten to death by the Yin Spider, and the blood rain was covered with his body.

Huang Feishi shivered as the blood in his hands, and his whole body trembled.

"How about I send you up and let the spider bite you to death?"

Wang Lang jokingly said halfway.

Huang Feishu shook his head quickly, "I'd better follow the Dragon Prince. I might be able to survive with the Dragon Prince. I will definitely not be able to survive if I go up."

The two of them then moved forward a little bit.

The main thing is that there is a yellow fat rat. If Wang Lang was alone, Wang Lang would be able to catch up with the ghost hand in front of him as fast as possible. Now he is almost unable to see the ghost hand. Fortunately, there is only one road and he will not lose it.

More than twenty minutes later, Huang Feishi suddenly screamed and pointed at the top, "Dragon Prince, look! There are people above!"

Wang Lang and Huang Feishu looked up together and found that there were indeed two people on it. Each of them held two mountaineering picks in their hands, which was the one that built the ladder before. Unexpectedly, this thing was still a multifunctional one.

"You two come down!" Huang Feishi screamed.

The two men fell down little by little.

Huang Feishi was very surprised, "It's great, there are more people, so I won't be so scared."

The two men gave Huang Feishi two mountaineering pickaxes and asked Huang Feishi to take them by themselves so that Wang Lang would not have to worry about them.

Huang Feishi was trembling with two mountaineering picks. The clutch of the pick was placed on the handle, and the rope was placed behind him. The clutch was smashed into the rock wall, fixed, and moved forward slowly step by step.

Without the oil bottle of Huang Fei Rat, Wang Lang's speed was much faster.

The ghost hand in front could only see a vague figure. The ghost hand had two bonuses for the snail kings, and the speed was very fast. It was not something that Wang Lang could catch up with.

After leaving for a while, I suddenly heard the sound of water.

Everyone turned around and saw that there was a white horse hanging down from above not far away, forming a waterfall of unknown length.

There is still room between the waterfall and the rock wall, enough for one person to pass by.

If the situation had not allowed it, Wang Lang could have really lamented the magic of nature in this place.

There is a waterfall behind it, and I feel a little relieved for no reason.

After walking close to the rock wall for a while, Wang Lang suddenly smelled a stinking smell. The flashlight shot forward and suddenly found a cave on the rock wall.

When the light passed, a pale face suddenly appeared from the cave, and his smile was creepy.
Chapter completed!