Chapter 41: Almost choked to death

In the deep tunnel, strange rocks are rugged, and various stone milks stand tall.
Although the top of the corridor was shining with dim fluorescence, it could not cover all the corners.
In the dark, four or five raised stalactites were solitary close together, forming a circle.
The faint snoring noise quietly leaked out from the gap in the circle and sank into the deeper darkness.
Uh. . what
With a slight groan, I opened my wistful eyes, and there was a dim darkness in the eyes.
The biting cold wind hit my body, I couldn't help holding my arms tightly and shivering.
Struggling to sit up, looking around carefully, under the faint light, I couldn't see anything from half a meter away.
I opened my mouth and sucked a cold air into my lungs. I coughed violently. It seemed that I was about to exhale all the cold air I had just inhaled in my chest. I couldn't hold my back and breathe.
The violent cough gradually eased, and I was lying on the ground weakly like a puddle of mud, gasping for breath.
After exhaling one last breath, my breathing calmed down.
In my mind, countless questions arose in an instant. However, two of them made me most concerned: Am I still alive? where is this place?
After sitting up again, I realized that the place where I started was very moist and slippery, not like a cold ground.
It took a long time to tentatively groping, inch by inch, and finally formed a general appearance in his mind.
If I guessed correctly, this is probably the half of the tauren boss cut off by me.
There is an unwritten rule in this dungeon. Before any monster is killed, the cut limbs will not disappear. Even if the blame is killed, only the part that died with the main body will turn into black smoke. Yes, it will stay intact.
Before falling, the tauren boss should have been killed by the destructive power released by my left arm, but the small half of my fat body that was cut off before became my mat, which relieved most of the force of the fall. Luckily, I saved my life.
Really escaped from the dead.
I touched my forehead, took a long breath, patted the pad under my body, and said thank you, only then slowly moved away from it, and constantly fumbled around, trying to find the way to leave here.
With the sense of touch, I can perceive that what surrounds me should be a circle of stone pillars.
However, I touched it back and forth several times, except for the small, palm-wide slits that appeared from time to time, I couldn't find any way to leave here.
Is this a stone prison?
A question arose in my heart.
I fumbled up one of the stone pillars, and quickly reached the top. I stood up and measured it. Fortunately, it was not as high as my shoulders, so I could barely climb out.
My hands are constantly groping on the two stone pillars next to each other, um, very good, not wet, and the surface is very rough.
Then, the left and two hands clasped the top of a column, both arms tightened, and the left and right casters stepped on the stone column in turn, moving upwards one after another, and the elbows were slightly bent along the way to concentrate the strength more and more.
The more I move up, the more strength I need. Soon, a large bead of sweat slides down my forehead, but the more I get to this time, the more I have to tighten my nerves.
Once all my previous work is gone, I can only try to use this body to knock down the stone pillars surrounding me.
Think about my body that is barely strong, colliding with a stone pillar that is very strong to the touch. .
Hehe. .
I felt a little chill in my heart, and my arms became harder.
Soon, my feet reached the right height, and it was time to apply strength!
With my heart bent and my feet jumping, I turned a standard three hundred and sixty degree rotation in the air and stood firmly on the ground.
I did it, I did it!
Although no one applauded for me, I already gave myself a full score in my heart.
With a smug smile like that of Secondary Two, I took a step forward proudly, and then—
Puff!
I slipped, and I fell heavily on the ground, and my slammed into a raised and pointed stone. .
Woo~~~
This is sour. . It's dead!
I hugged my head and rolled all over the floor. The great refreshing feeling from the chrysanthemum made me want to [Xian] [Yue] to die with tears in my eyes and my nose flying around.
After tossing for a long time, the feeling of coolness finally gradually left me, and then he held his with one hand and Shizhu with the other, moving forward with tears and tears on his face.
Following the direction of the dim light, I quickly left this dim area.
Although I have experienced a lot of bumps and bumps in the middle, it feels better than Chrysanthemum's frustration.
I tentatively touched the injured chrysanthemum with my hand.
Oh yo yo~
Carefully supporting the rock wall, before my eyes, there is a winding path that has never been walked before. The rock walls on both sides are uneven, and in the corners, a few solitary luminous grasses sprang up.
I slowly moved my steps forward, like a stiff robot.
Before I walked a few steps, my stomach rang again, and an anxious hunger was born out of thin air.
I covered my stomach and then my butt. I stood in embarrassment for a while, and I murmured: "This is the unfamiliar area of ​​the village and the shop. Where can I find food and drink?"
In the midst of distress, a bright light flashed in his mind, and a thought flashed out: Isn’t there still the boss meat that served as a pad!
I remember that when I first entered the ranks of adventurers, the poor were dying. In order to satisfy my hunger, I ate monster meat raw. The fiber was very rough and the meat was not easy to digest. Most importantly, the taste was worse than bark.
If it were not for trouble, I would die and I wouldn't want to think about it.
With an expression of constipation, I walked back to the stone pillar helplessly, put my hand in the gap of the stone pillar, and fumbled around for a while before I felt the piece of meat.
Pulling a corner of the meat slice, pulling hard, it took a lot of effort to finally pull the meat slice out of the cracks.
Dragging the huge piece of meat away from the dark ground, under the light from the top of the tunnel, I could see its full picture.
It's really the meat on the little half of the boss.
However, the arms, waist and legs were missing, probably shattered by the impact.
I deceived myself and explained.
Although I don't want to eat this food, but my stomach struggled fiercely, and after several struggles, I finally managed to endure the nausea and opened my mouth to bite.
Sure enough, the meat is rougher and harder to swallow, not only that, but the taste is also bitter.
It took a lot of effort before I tore off a piece, chewed hard a few times, raised my neck, and swallowed.
It is estimated that I was swallowing anxiously. The meat was stuck in my throat improperly, and I couldn't vomit and couldn't swallow. I had difficulty breathing. I was anxiously pounding my chest and sweating on my forehead.
Finally, the piece of meat slipped into my stomach under my beating.
vomit. Uh.
I lifted my head and breathed the air greedily, my heart was full of collapse.
Good risk, good risk, almost, I became the first adventurer to be choked to death.
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