bayedsolid Chapter 152, Memories 19 – Escape and Fall from the Cliff
Chapter 152, Memories 19 – Escape and Fall from the Cliff
As the stone door was pushed open, they seemed to be startled and began to wriggle restlessly.
These snakes were trapped in a dark cave, yet they were all glistening with oil, and some were even thicker than an adult man's arm.
It seems that people often feed them, as there are still many bones with bite marks left on the ground.
They writhed incessantly, their mottled bodies tangled together, emitting a sickening "rustling" sound.
When Xie Yan was thrown into the Cave of Ten Thousand Snakes, Han Feng also walked in.
As footsteps and the stench of blood approached, the snakes began to stir.
They twisted and scurried about, vying to gather around and surround the two of them.
Snakes are ferocious, especially venomous snakes, which are completely irrational.
But for some reason, they seemed to be intimidated by some invisible force, and suddenly stopped a few steps away from Han Feng.
Han Feng stood in front of Xie Yan, looking down at him with a blank expression on his face.
The men at the door didn't understand what he was trying to do. They looked at each other, but none of them dared to come in and check.
Xie Yan was covered in blood, her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen into a coma, and her condition was not optimistic.
Han Feng squatted down, then suddenly reached out and pinched Xie Yan's face.
He was holding her with considerable force, but Xie Yan's eyelids only twitched slightly; she still didn't open her eyes.
"It seems you won't make it today."
Han Feng's voice echoed in the dim cave, sounding exceptionally cold and ruthless.
"Just keep struggling in this snake hole."
The men at the door looked over at the sound. They couldn't see Xie Yan's condition, but they could see Han Feng's back as he squatted down, and a hand that looked like it was about to slap Xie Yan's face.
After saying that, Han Feng released his grip, and Xie Yan's body fell to the ground with a thud.
The next moment, Han Feng clapped his hands, stood up, gave Xie Yan a cold look, and turned to leave without hesitation.
The stone door was closed, and the cave returned to darkness.
At the same time, Xie Yan, who should have remained completely still, suddenly moved a finger.
He turned his face to the side, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as if he had swallowed something.
As the footsteps outside faded into the distance, the snakes in the cave were no longer intimidated by the invisible force. They surged towards Xie Yan like a tide, jostling and rushing forward...
Three days later——
The sound of the stone door being pushed open was exceptionally deafening in the vast cavern.
The dim moonlight shone down, barely illuminating the small area near the doorway.
Unlike before, this time no one came in for a long time.
And the eerie hissing sound was no longer heard inside the cave.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Yan, leaning against the wall, seemed to sense something and lifted her eyelids.
He struggled to his feet, leaning against the wall, and stepped over the broken snake corpses on the ground, heading towards the stone gate.
Even under the soft moonlight, he blinked uncomfortably, and after a moment, slowly opened his eyes.
At the same time, a voice came from the side.
"Although I've said it many times, I still have to say, you're really lucky."
Xie Yan turned her head and, in the dim light, saw Han Feng's face clearly.
His face was expressionless, and his eyes were unusually calm, like a bottomless, icy pool.
"Thanks to you."
Xie Yan's voice was hoarse, and she looked listless.
His whole body was disheveled and covered in grime. Not long ago, his body had been bitten by a group of snakes, and there were countless wounds and dense teeth marks.
Han Feng smiled and said nothing more.
He raised his hand and tossed a bundle and a sword into Xie Yan's arms.
"For the sake of our past relationship as master and disciple, this is the last time I'll help you."
Xie Yan caught the items, hesitated for a moment, then slowly looked at Han Feng and asked hesitantly, "Do you have schizophrenia?"
Han Feng: "?"
WTF?
The two looked at each other and neither spoke again.
Because behind them, not far away, came a series of rather loud footsteps.
Xie Yan turned and left without hesitation.
At the same time, Han Feng's light, airy voice came from behind him again.
"Actually, your two good friends are still alive."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan did not pause at all.
Without turning his head, he said calmly, "I saw it from the beginning."
"After all, you're the one who taught me how to disguise myself."
One month later—
A cold wind howled through the dense forest, dark clouds hung heavy in the sky, and the air was filled with a damp smell.
Storm is coming.
Xie Yan stopped by a stream.
His breathing trembled slightly, and a hint of blood was faintly visible through the white fabric of his robe.
The constant travel caused his wounds to heal and reopen repeatedly, showing no signs of improvement.
Xie Yan leaned against the tree trunk, looked up at the dark clouds looming overhead, and suddenly chuckled softly.
"It is going to rain."
He murmured something softly and raised the sword in his hand.
The next moment, a torrential downpour began.
At the same time, several flashes of cold light emerged from the forest, piercing through the rain and heading straight for Xie Yan!
Xie Yan remained calm, showing not a trace of surprise on her face.
His sword moved like a dragon, cleaving through several figures in the blink of an eye.
Raindrops pounded down, spreading a glaring crimson stain on the ground.
After dealing with the first few attackers, Xie Yan did not linger in the fight.
With a flash, he broke through the rain and disappeared into the forest.
Dark clouds surged, and a thunderclap boomed.
Xie Yan wandered through the dense forest, the countless footsteps and the noisy rain mingling together, as if they were about to engulf him at any moment.
The rain finally stopped, and Xie Yan was forced to the edge of a cliff.
Below the cliff is a bottomless canyon.
Xie Yan looked down and even had the mood to joke, "This plot is so familiar. Am I going to master some peerless martial arts or find some secret treasure?"
He chuckled softly, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xie Yan, you can't escape!"
Someone shouted, and countless dark figures surged in from all directions.
They stared intently at Xie Yan, as if afraid he would run away at any moment.
But all the paths they had taken were blocked, and Xie Yan's only way out was the cliff behind him.
The next second, a continuous series of whooshing sounds came from the wind.
As the arrows drew nearer, a dense array of them was reflected in Xie Yan's pupils.
Despite being in such a situation, Xie Yan remained calm and composed.
His longsword was already badly damaged; after deflecting just a few arrows, several clanging sounds were heard—
The sword shattered into countless fragments, which scattered across the ground.
Xie Yan stared at the broken pieces on the ground for a moment, then smiled and shook her head.
"Alas, Heaven has decreed my death, and I have no choice but to die."
Without hesitation, he spread his arms and fell backward.