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When Qin Yang was walking, he was restless and not fast. He had to observe all the traces around him at all times, and give early warning of possible dangers.
If the Sea Demon Fairy is still alive, as long as she meets her face to face, she will definitely die.
It's just that I have doubts in my heart. If Fairy Sea Demon is still alive, why didn't she leave here? Is it impossible to leave? Why can't I leave?
More and more questions
Qin Yang shook his head secretly. The best way is to find Chen Youda and leave here
On the other side, in the back garden of the palace, everything here was originally beautiful, as if carefully crafted, the position of each piece of coral reef was carefully arranged, and the swimming fish kept in it were all passed through. specially selected.
But now, the back garden is dilapidated, all the corals are dead, and even the color has been lost. There are only three colors here: black, white and gray.
All things wither and return to death.
The stone platform in the center seems to be stained with blood again and again, and it feels black and sticky. I don¡¯t know how many sea people have been executed here, but at this moment, there is no resentment left here
The creatures who died under the song of the Siren's Burial, did not even have the right to be ghosts, nor the right to leave a trace of consciousness.
In front of the stone platform, Yang Fan, Jiang Chuan, Lei Hou, Hua Xiangrong, and Hong Zhiyong are all here, including the remaining monks, the monks who are still alive
The complexions of all the people are somewhat ugly, with no trace of blood visible, and the bluish white ones seem to be able to see the blue blood vessels hidden under the skin
On the other side of the stone platform, a woman in a long blue dress, with a lazy expression and cold eyes, barefooted, holding a luminous glass, gently sipping the wine in it, slowly swipe across the glass with her slender fingers stone platform.
If Qin Yang was here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance. This is Fairy Sea Demon.
"I don't know how many lives of the sea people have been buried here, and how many most precious voices of the royal family have been taken away. Unfortunately, now I can't even hear a little bit of wailing"
Fairy Sea Demon sighed softly with a trace of drunkenness, and stroked the stone platform lightly with her fingers. She didn't know what she thought of, and she was in a daze.
"What are you driving us here for?" After a long time, a monk couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
"Zheng"
The leisurely sound of Yaozheng suddenly sounded.
In an instant, the speaking monk's pupils slowly dilated, his expression froze, and his body slowly fell on his back.
Yang Fan's face was stiff, with cold sweat oozing from his temples, Jiang Chuan's face was gloomy, he lowered his head and said nothing, Hua Xiangrong frowned slightly, lowered his eyes slightly, even the Thunder Monkey, who couldn't calm down at all, was full of horror at this moment, as if he had been petrified Usually, he froze there, not even daring to move his eyes.
"Ba da"
The cold sweat dripped to the ground, and the crisp sound, in the deathly silence, was like a thunderclap.
All the people were so scared that their hearts were beating wildly, and they didn't dare to move
Jiang Chuan's face was sullen and he didn't say a word, but his heart was turbulent and it was difficult to calm down.
The witch in front of me is really terrifying.
The realm is not too high, at least not enough for one person to crush everyone present, but this method is really too terrifying.
As long as that quaint zither is played, someone will die.
All the people were forcibly gathered here like being driven pigs, and those who dared to resist and hesitate were all dead.
The soul shattered and died.
It's been a long time since everyone gathered here, but she still hasn't seen what she said. I didn't expect that she just opened her mouth to ask, and then mercilessly killed her again.
Jiang Chuan's heart began to sink slowly. With the sound just now, he thought that if he was himself, he would never be sure to catch it. In all likelihood, he would end up the same as the guy who spoke rashly.
"I will tell you a place. After you go there, bring everything in it to me." Fairy Sea Demon looked into the distance and ordered casually.
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they can be used, at least there is still hope for life
"We've done this for you, can we leave" A monk raised his hand and asked casually.
"Zheng"
A string of the Yaozheng twitched lightly again.
Before the monk could finish his sentence, his mind and soul collapsed, and he died instantly.
"If you can't get what I want, you will all die. "Sir Fairy Siren's tone was flat, like casual greetings like saying that the weather is good today.
Leaving this sentence behind, Fairy Siren pointed at it casually, and rays of light converged in midair, drawing out a simple map, guiding the route from the backyard all the way to the final destination.
Then, the place where the end point was, grew rapidly and turned into a phantom. In the phantom, there was a main entrance of a hall that was obviously much shorter. There were no remnants of statues and murals, nor the former splendor. The entrance of the hall was a very ordinary door. The gray and white stone gate doesn't even have patterns.
After the phantom flashed, it disappeared, and Fairy Siren waved her hand casually, signaling that you can get out.
The group of people retreated slowly, and Fairy Siren's eyes were blurred, holding a glass of wine, muttering to herself: "Why do I feel that I should find a man who smells good, it seems very important"
After the group left the back garden, Yang Fan, Jiang Chuan, and Hua Xiangrong all walked in the direction indicated by the map without saying a word.
A monk behind stopped and walked in other directions.
Jiang Chuan glanced lightly, and muttered in a low voice with no expression on his face: "It's so naive."
"Yeah, but it's so naive." Yang Fan's face was sullen, and when he glanced away, he seemed to be looking at a few dead people: "They don't understand at all, that kind of strong person has exceeded the limit of our hostility. She doesn't bother to talk to us, and naturally she doesn't bother to make any promises to us, in her eyes, we are just ants on the side of the road, and life and death are in her mind."
"Go and help her find what she wants first." Jiang Chuan said very calmly, without any irritation at being forced.
"She asked us to go, which proves that she can't go. There are things that are very important to her, maybe even related to practice, and things related to life, as long as" Yang Fan lowered his head in thought, muttering in a low voice.
"We have no choice." Jiang Chuan interrupted Yang Fan calmly.
Yang Fan's face froze, his eyes became more gloomy, and then he nodded slowly: "That's right, no matter what it is, we have no choice, even if there is a possibility, if there is something that can kill her, we will There is no chance of winning, we can't prevent her piano sound at all, but we really helped her get it, and she won't care about the life and death of a group of ants."
When the two were talking, Hua Xiangrong had already remained silent, and walked forward silently, leaving the two of them behind (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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