Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Sheng Lingyuan's words fell, and a gleam shone in the narrow robber hole, just like the flowers on the mountain wall.

Then the people in the "Shadow" came out of the dark.

The man was not short, but he was a thin man, and his throat was only slightly undulating, so he looked somewhat indistinct and juvenile, with long hair tied with a fine braid and a bunch in his head. Qi Li. He had a grimace mask on the left half of his face. The mask was smiling and everyone was smiling. The grape-like eyes were big and spirited, showing one black and white, very flattering.

If it weren't for a blood hole in the eyebrow, this person would be like those exotic idols on TV.

Xuan Yuan frowned at the mask man, and then looked at Sheng Lingyuan—who came here. He didn't know. He had never heard of the name "Aluojin" before. But the goat's bullshit, the "corpse" brows in the coffin were nailed to the coffin, and this brows just happened to have a blood hole, ten or nine, the coffin in the water pool was this dormitory.

This is the witch's grave. There are more than 40,000 corpses sleeping in the chase, and he has a "single room", which shows that it is a wicked ruling class.

Sheng Lingyuan mentioned just now what is the name of the steward in the witch clan?

Xuan Yuan asked: "Are you the leader of the Witch tribe ... or what 'Holy'?"

The masked man is both an ancient and a foreigner. It probably belongs to even the "Mandarin" of his time, which is not good, let alone Xuanyuan's modern style. He obviously didn't quite understand. When he tilted his head and opened his eyes, his face looked questioning. This was a very childish gesture. Adults made childish gestures, either very contrived or a little nervous, but do n’t know Why is it natural in him?

He was innocent and persuasive.

"Boss." Sheng Lingyuan answered for the man. "The last boss of the Witch tribe, Alozin."

Arozin understood his name, grinning, revealing two cute little tiger teeth.

The questions in Xuan Yuan's mind popped out in series: "Do you know him? No, did you just say that the witch tribe was destroyed by you, why did he see you like a loved one? Also, is he a living person or dead……"

"What do you say?" Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him, Xuan Yuan's wings could not be spread, and he could only be aggrieved on his back. Sheng Lingyuan's eyes glanced from the closed wings, his eyes were cold, as if he didn't want to see more Same, "What you say is called by the gloomy offering."

Arozin said happily, "Unhappy to see me, Brother Lingyuan."

"It's like a dream." Sheng Lingyuan murmured, he sighed, and stretched out his hand toward the shadow, and some of the weak voice was more like a lover's whisper, "Alozin, come here, let me see you."

Xuan Yuan may have been pitted by him too many times. Upon hearing the warm whisper of the devil, he stepped aside half a step subconsciously, and felt that he did not fart well.

Alozin was not as alert as he was, and after listening to Sheng Lingyuan's ghostly words, he stared blankly at the man in the straw robe, with a red halo floating on his half mask.

Then, the blush on his face floated up, reaching the eye circles, and the mask became a crying face: "I was locked here alone, I do n’t know how long, I was forcibly awakened by those people with gloomy sacrifices. I want to go out and watch Look ... But where is this? Is this Dongchuan? Why are there so many people in Dongchuan? I don't understand what they say. "

Sheng Lingyuan said softly, "Well, I know."

"I was behind that person and felt you were there, so I pulled you over ... Lingyuan, I miss you so much."

Sheng Lingyuan's head didn't move, his eyelids slowly moved down and opened again, like "nodding" with his eyes: "I know."

Arozin stepped towards him step by step: "Brother Lingyuan, jump into Achiyuan, does it hurt?"

"It hurts," Sheng Lingyuan said softly, "I deserve it."

Arozin looked at him and was confused. He shook Sheng Lingyuan's outstretched hand. He raised his head with a resentful look: "There are so many fun things outside. What they are doing, I do n’t understand. But the paintings on the wall will move, and iron bugs running on the road will be buzzing. At night, there are colorful lights everywhere, and the streets are full of sweetness. It seems that there are markets every day. So happy, Brother Lingyuan. "

Sheng Lingyuan clenched his hand.

They both spoke in witch language, and Xuan Ye didn't understand a sentence from beginning to end, but his intuition had warned him first: "Be careful!"

The expression of grievance on Arozin's mask suddenly became frightened: "But why are they so happy, I hate ..."

The voice faded, and a large group of flower vines emerged from behind him-the species that would "bleed" on the mountain wall, carrying an ominous fragrance and rushing towards Sheng Lingyuan.

At the same time, Sheng Lingyuan yanked Arozin violently, clasping his throat like lightning, Arozin was half shorter than him, and he was heavily against the wall, his feet off the ground.

Hua Teng rolled his hand, and the place where he passed immediately fleshed out, Sheng Lingyuan didn't hide, he said something silently in his mouth, a buzzing movement sounded behind him, and then the dark spikes flew out of the pond. Each one was half a foot long, and Sheng Lingyuan took a hand and caught one, and wedged into the heart of Alozin's eyebrows, and wedged the masked expression of venom on the spot!

Blood splattered on his chin and neck. The contact area seemed to be burnt. "Dora" fell a bloodstain, and then healed quickly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Sheng Lingyuan's expression remained motionless, still with a little affection: "Close your eyes if you are unhappy, don't look."

Xuan Yuan: "..."

Who was he reminding him to be careful about just now?

This is clearly two werewolves biting each other!

The features on Arozin's mask were flattened, and his eyes looked at Sheng Lingyuan, who was close at hand: "I saw you as soon as I opened my eyes and thought it was a dream, but it was not a dream."

Sheng Lingyuan didn't answer, and weeded several spikes into Alozin's limbs with hands and feet.

"You are true, Your Majesty." Alozin changed to that ancient Yayin, "Who can have no heart like this except you? Who deserves to be emperor?"

Xuan Yuan keenly captured his title and looked up incredibly at the back of Sheng Lingyuan.

He couldn't pass the fourth level of listening to the old saying, but ... if he heard it correctly, the boy just said "the emperor"? Isn't that ...

The last steel pierce passed through Alozin's body, wedgeed into the stone with a bang, and the person stopped, but then the cave trembled, and a mad laugh sounded from all sides, clearly Alok Jin's voice sounded like it came from far away.

The narrow pirate cave collapsed on both ends, and they had nowhere to hide, and were caught inside.

Yang Chao sat cross-legged in the back seat of the car, closing his eyes, holding Xuanyuan's e-cigarette in his hand, and driving Luo and Ping Qianru did not dare to squeak, lest they disturb him to "connect the universe". Who knows that Yang Chao talked endlessly with his cosmic old man. After seeing the meal, Ping Qian was so hungry that she was really hungry. She carefully squeezed a nut from her pocket and threw it into her mouth quickly. Chao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her with a serious dissatisfaction.

Ping Qianru did not dare to chew immediately.

Yang Chao: "Can you give me a line?"

Ping Qianru: "..."

She quickly stuffed a whole bag of nuts into Yang Chao's arms: "How's it? What do you feel? Are we near?"

"I don't know, I said, I was in a state of instability, and suddenly I felt nothing." Yang Chao said sadly, "If we hadn't driven it before, or else ..."

"Well," Ping Qianru interrupted him, reached out and patted Lao Luo's seat back hard. "It must have been opened, Luo, turn your head!"

"Which turn! The highway can't turn around! Reinforcement doesn't know when it will arrive," Luo Cuicui complained knowingly. "Rely on us ... if we can be reliable, what are we doing in the aftermath?"

When the voice didn't fall, his phone rang.

"Come here," Ping Qianru leaned over from the back seat and picked up Luo Luo's phone. "Director Xiao sent 'Fengshenyi' and let's make a position!"

At this time, in the conference room in Penglai, the cell phone of Yuede Gong who jumped up and down suddenly shocked, and the old man in a black sun suit took a look at it by drinking water, and saw that someone sent him a WeChat message: As a little action, the person of 'Fengshenyi' came and just landed at the airport. "

The gloomy look on Yuede's face flashed over: "So what, we are not afraid of oblique shadows."

After a while, the voice was quickly changed over there: "Master, they seem to be heading straight for our 'mine', what should we do?"

The "quarry" is an ancient tomb. The old ancestors only left it and dug to the uppermost level. Below is the forbidden area. It is said that no one can come alive when they go down.

"Special energy" is sharper than ordinary people, and you can feel the danger of forbidden land without telling you. Therefore, Yue Degong didn't think about it since he was a child. Just the outermost point is enough for them to benefit several generations.

There are countless ancient books there, a small part of which is written in ancient Chinese, and more are a kind of ghost paintings that make people clueless. Yue Degong specially organized some people to focus on linguistics and try to decipher these ghost paintings. Only a small part of it has been decoded so far, which is not enough for them to understand the hard text.

However, just the part that can be understood has made them stand out among countless peers.

In addition to ancient books, more precious are some ancient "mantras."

The concept of "curse" is recorded in the classics written in ancient Chinese. It is not clear what it is used for, but the power of this thing is that as long as there are props, even ordinary people can use it. Some of them are very lethal, but the magic is that there are corresponding solutions. After the curse is solved, there will be no sequelae.

This is the true "secret" of their group.

Since ancient times, people have asked God to worship the Buddha, and they only go when there is something. When the weather is fine, the temples in Hebo's land are always overgrown with grass. If the cat catches the mouse, it will not be far from being invited out of the house. The children's cartoons understand this. 【Note】

For more than 70 years, there have been no wars and no major natural disasters. Most people live and work in peace. Some people engage in feudal superstition activities such as "raising little / ghosts" and "please ask the fox demon". They are also listening to the crooks of the rivers and lakes, and following the blind mess, they are useless except to make themselves more nervous.

Occasionally, something happened. Those in the Exorbitant Control Bureau always stepped in as a "security department." They dared to eat royal food, there was a public salary, and they could stand back and talk without backache, but the Yuedegongs were self-sufficient.

There was a crowd of disciples, and there were thousands of disciples, and that was not supported by northwest wind.

In the heyday of the peace, the "master" had no place to use it, and the mysterious and lofty "masters" went to work to earn money, but of course it was absolutely impossible.

It's not easy to talk about life. Yuedegong had no choice but to "work harder" and played two roles-playing the bad germ that hurt people and the "savior" of Purdue beings.

This is not an isolated case. Yue Degong's gaze swept across the conference table, and he secretly exchanged his eyes with many people-when the turnover is not open, the method is "flexible", which does not count as humiliating his ancestors. It is the hidden rules in the industry.

Really come out, no one wants to run.

Yue Degong gently placed the enamel cups on the table and replied, "Then leave them."

But before he could send this message, a news popped up on his mobile phone: "A magnitude 4.2 earthquake occurred in Changning Province at 11:19, the source was in Dongchuan, and the source depth was 0 kilometers."

"Master," the apprentice's message was sent in step by step, "'the mine' just quake!"

Xuan Yuan's feet were stepping on the epicenter, and the moment the robber's hole collapsed, he made a plan to be smashed into a bag. Who knows where his feet were empty, he didn't know where he fell, and it was all dark.

The breeze rolled over, and the fragrance of the earth rushed towards it, mixed with fine bird and cicada sounds.

Before waiting for Xuan Yuan to pinch a flame to light up, someone hurried over with a torch not far away, dressed like the weird Alozin, and screaming witch-like words.

Xuan Yuan reached out and stopped him: "Hey, you wait ..."

The man "worn" from him and headed straight for the wooden house at the end of the path.

Xuan Yuan: "..."

In this horror scene, is he dead or is the other dead.

At this moment, a hand was suddenly pressed on his shoulder, Xuan Yuan instinctively shrugged his shoulders and turned, and the fingers holding the fire light pressed against the opponent's neck, the light of fire illuminated Sheng Lingyuan's blood-stained face.

"What is this place? Illusion? You ..." Xuanyuan remembered the word "Queen of the Emperor" that Alozin just said, and subconsciously changed the title, "What the **** are you ..."