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Before the banquet on the second day, Luo Jiujiang and Mo Luo each managed to take down a piece of red guards, and replaced them all with their own.
The red-clothed guards did not notice any movement. Luo Jiujiang silently exchanged glances with Mo Luo as he followed the leader's instructions to move forward and back, walked through layers of formations, and finally entered the banquet.
When he was in the academy before, Luo Jiujiang also learned some superficial foundations of formations. He may not be proficient in setting up formations, but the minimum vision is still cultivated.
According to his own rough estimate, on the way he and Mo Luo entered the arena, they passed through at least six Zhenjiang-level formations.
You must know that Zhenjiang Liu is a negative formation, and its specifications are almost on par with Zhenshan Great Formation.
The formations usually pay attention to symmetry and levelness. According to the approximate area of ??their banquet venue, the formations surrounding the entire venue can be no less than thirty.
It's not that Luo Jiujiang has never seen formations, but Pixiang Palace seems to like to use formations.
Previously, he could only enter the inner palace with Chu Yao's help in disguising, because the seven gates before entering the inner palace were all Zhenshan-level formations. Now in such a small banquet hall, the suppressing formation used has to be raised to the Zhenjiang level
Of course, these formations have their own advantages. What Luo Jiujiang saw alone was used to adjust the environment in the venue, to isolate the sound from the outside world, and to hide the real location of the banquet venue. But the most common type of formation is used to block the venue of this banquet.
Luo Jiujiang was suspicious in his heart, but his face remained calm as usual, and he did not show his curiosity.
Speaking of which, the magic weapon that Mo Luo gave him is quite easy to use. No matter what expression he makes, the corresponding expression will appear on the imitated face, and it looks very natural.
On the contrary, Mo Luo and the others, with the help of some camouflage tools, the human skin mask can fit on the face and hold it up, but it's okay to not move the expression. Once they need to cry, laugh and get angry, they will appear stiff that even ordinary people can distinguish at a glance .
Since the red guards didn't need to use their expressions when they were on duty, Luo Jiujiang didn't care about this little difference at first.
But when they walked to the center of the venue, and then dispersed in twos and twos to the left and right, and were on duty in various places, Luo Jiujiang finally couldn't hold back his expression anymore.
He couldn't help being shocked.
Previously, when he was on the edge of the venue, his feelings were not obvious, but now he is standing in the center of the lobby¡ªwhat are the things that are desperately rushing, screaming, and telling him sadly!
As the only monk in the room who had experienced the way of death, Luo Jiujiang felt the strong desolation and death in this place.
That is by no means the death energy that can be accumulated in a short while, nor is it the level that can be achieved by the death of one or two people.
This land has to be infiltrated with resentment and hatred for years and months, and large numbers of creatures have to sleep forever in a pool of blood every time to create such a strong dead breath.
This breath of death is all the same sad, miserable and stern, even those dead souls have already thrown themselves into the nether world, and they still left here a stream of red tears and resentment like the scars of Kodan's fingernails. dead air.
The ancients' so-called "thousands of reds cry" and "everything is sad together" are vividly reflected in this invisible dead air.
Luo Jiujiang sighed secretly in his heart, and he already understood: the people who take their lives here are probably all in the furnace.
Hell, how many spring love banquets have you held? How many people have died here? !
He gritted his teeth, put his clenched fist around his back, and adjusted his expression, as if he were a dedicated and dedicated red guard.
However, in Luo Jiujiang's heart, he is determined to kill.
Sure enough, no matter if he is fourteen, twenty-four or thirty-four years old, as long as Luo Jiujiang still has his original intentions, he will never see such a thing.
The banquet started almost at noon, but the red guards came to be on duty early in the morning. At this time, apart from them, there were busy maids and servants in the banquet hall. Some cold dishes had already been passed up like water, and they were placed among the golden cups, silver chips and ivory chopsticks.
Luo Jiujiang's spiritual sense swept around and found that the brothers from the Spirit Snake Realm had already dispersed and stood in some inconspicuous places, but they echoed each other and could attack together at any time.
Luo Jiujiang let go of half of his heart, and allocated a small part of his energy to pay attention to how those people arranged the banquet hall.
Perhaps it was just for fun, the whole venue was paved with scarlet Tiansun brocade.the gate of the temple. This person seemed to be soft everywhere, and even his gaze had to make a small bend.
He looked at the golden roof in the hall, and at the red brocade spread on the ground. The colors of the entire banquet are gold and red, gold is the crown, it is the status, and it is the display of the rights of every adult who plays with them. A piece of tulle wraps them tightly, lightly and heavily, far and near, like a fate that he cannot escape in his life.
Chu Yao smiled, and he knelt on the scarlet brocade, leaning against the vermilion desk, and under the watchful eyes of the red guards, either intentionally or unconsciously, he gently kissed his own golden brocade. Water red gauze sleeves.
With just such a simple action, his beauty burst out sharply, and almost everyone was intoxicated by the aroma of pink.
Under the almost naked eyes of the guards in red and the waiters, Chu Yao stood up gracefully, and he took two steps down the steps, his eyes were really tender. The golden bells on his ankles rang louder and louder, and as his footsteps became louder and faster, it was almost tempting for someone to reach out and grab his ankles, and then tore off the bright red fluttering skirt.
But no one dared to reach out and grab him.
Chu Yao stepped down to the steps, and bowed softly and bonelessly at the feet of the leader of the golden-cloaked alien species. He raised his head, and his eyes were full of water like longing for three autumns.
"My lord." Chu Yao recited these two words over and over again, tenderly and affectionately, just like the most devout believer who is finally lucky enough to meet the god he has admired for a long time.
The host of this spring love banquet, Qiongqi, finally showed his face.
As the host and guests arrived one by one, the Spring Love Banquet silently announced the beginning.
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