gate of eternity

"You are talking nonsense." Zhao Yun glanced sideways, "There are other ways to do it."

"No." Ba Zihu replied affirmatively, "Heavenly Martial Realm is also helpless."

Zhao Yun was silent again. This is obviously a dead end. Finding the caster of the spell is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap. Besides, there is no time. The man is in the imperial capital. It was the first time he had heard that just listening to the introduction was enough to be ruthless. I don't know how many people were imprinted with the death mark, and most of the casters controlled many martial arts.

"The fate is numbered, let me lend it to my old man for one night!"

Hu rubbed his hands and laughed, mainly because Mengdie was too pretty.

It was Zhao Yun who responded to him with a roar of dragons and tigers, and was dizzy on the spot. When it was over, he fell headfirst. Do you have any sympathy, and the mood to put this nonsense.

The screams at night are still very pleasant.

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There are still chapters later, which will be later.

Chapter 257 Fake Death Pill

Whoosh!

Reflecting the moonlight, Zhao Yun rushed past like a frightened bird.

"I'm joking." The mustache is still there, and he is covering his waist with one hand, like a follower, who has been following most of the night, screaming a lot, "Wait for me, why are you running so fast?"

"Someone is chasing you." Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"That's right, this is the top card of Zuimenglou." The old man with a splayed beard glanced at Mengdie again. To be honest, this girl's condition is not very good. When she watched the dance earlier, she was still at the peak of the true spirit. Let alone Shouyuan, like a deflated ball, time is passing by, there is no trace of rosiness on her pale cheeks, and there is a look of pain that cannot be concealed.

Zhao Yun didn't talk much, he just played his life and escaped.

I thought about putting Mengdie in the Lord of the Rings, but living things couldn't get in. As for Liu Ruxin, she was an exception. Because her blood was awakened and she became a living dead, and the ice coffin was sealed, she could barely put it inside. At this moment, even if there is another The ice coffin may not work well either, Mengdie's situation is special.

"Meeting is destiny, help you." Bazihu ​​took a white charm, let out a sigh of relief on it, and stuck it on Mengdie's back, "This is a spell-covering charm, which can isolate the spell between seals in a short period of time." Mutual connection."

"It's okay."

"Absolutely works."

"Is there any more, give me one!"

Zhao Yun looked at the small bag with mustache, there are many good things in it.

"Just this one, it's worth the old money." Mustache's face hurts.

"Thank you." Zhao Yun smiled and speeded up.

"Wait for me." Mustache followed again, perhaps really bored, and wanted to chat with someone.

They left, and the pursuers stopped.

Whether it is flying in the sky or running on the ground, they are all fixed.

Just a few moments ago, the connection between the curse seal and the curse seal became blurred. At this moment, it seems to have been isolated, and the direction can no longer be determined. The world is so big, it is really hard to find.

"Curse-covering talisman?" An old man in purple robe frowned.

"It seems that there is an expert to help." A blood-haired youth holding a folding fan smiled quietly.

"Since it's a curse, it has its own time limit, just wait." A hunchbacked old woman said lightly.

Here, Zhao Yun has already fixed his body and stopped at a dilapidated ancient temple.

The mustache was panting, and he caught up with him not long after. He swept up and down to measure Zhao Yun. How could there be so many speed-moving talismans for this guy, and he changed more than a dozen of them along the way.

"girl?"

Zhao Yun put down Mengdie and called out softly.

Meng Die didn't know when she fainted, and there was blood dripping from the corner of her mouth from time to time, she didn't know that her cheeks were pale, and her whole body was pale without a trace of rosiness. Just like this, the remaining blood was still gradually passing away.

"Am I ugly at the moment?"

Mengdie didn't open her eyes, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength in one sentence.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Yun smiled, and continued to instill energy and vitality,

"Give her a good time! Don't suffer so much." Mustache took out the tobacco rod, which was already stuffed with shredded tobacco. Although it is not very serious, such a tragic scene is really unbearable to look at.

Zhao Yun was silent, he would not make a move.

Xu is obsessive and kind-hearted, trying to bring the living Mengdie back to Wangchuan.

At least let her take another look at her hometown before she dies.

"The time limit for the concealment talisman is up, and if you bring her with you, you will be a living target." The mustache stared at the smoke, and breathed out the smoke deeply, "You should know the background of Zuimenglou."

"It's man-made."

Zhao Yun took off the secluded robe and covered it with Mengdie. This robe also has the ability to conceal the opportunity. Although it can't hide the curse seal, it can also have a vague effect, and it always takes some time.

"It's not a relationship, it's not a family, why are you bothering?" The horoscope knocked on the cigarette ash, stuffed another ball of tobacco, and spoke leisurely, "In this world, sympathy is overflowing, and you lost your life carefully."

"I promised her."

"How much is the promise worth?" Mustache couldn't help but smile.

"My mother said, promise to others."

"Yes, I really admire you." The mustache interrupted Zhao Yun's words, reached into his bosom, took out a red pill, and threw it to Zhao Yun at will. There were three stripes on it, extremely Eye-catching, it is obviously a three-grain pill, and it ranks not low among the three-grain pills.

"Fake Death Dan."

Zhao Yun took it and recognized it instantly. He once wanted to be an alchemist, but he had worked hard in this area. He had read too many ancient books about the detailed explanation of pills, and most of them were from Linglong Pavilion. The scrolls were all destroyed in the Guiming Mountain Cave.

"Boy, your vision is not low!" Bazihu ​​said with a smile.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun's thank you was sincere, without even thinking about it, he saw the feign death pill stuffed into Mengdie's mouth, and even poured a mouthful of spiritual liquid for it, the pill dissolved, and Mengdie, who was breathing weakly, gradually Without breathing, even the beating pulse of the heart stopped, and even the blood flowing in the body slowly solidified. Her body was covered with a layer of white frost that could be seen with the naked eye. At first glance, it looked like an ice sculpture. It is portrayed vividly.

This is the ability of this pill.

The fake death pill, as the name suggests, can help people fake death. Once taken, it will be no different from the dead. At this moment, he is already a dead person, and the pursuer can no longer perceive it with the curse seal.

"Thank you verbally, it's not real at all." Bazihu ​​curled his lips.

"Then be more realistic." Zhao Yun flicked his hands and took out a stack of charms.

"Oh? A dangling talisman."

Seeing the horoscope, I don’t smoke any cigarettes, so I take it. This is a good thing, more precious than the speed-moving talisman. It can be used to go straight up and walk in the air. The imagination is full.

"Really not."

"Really." Bazihu ​​Xi smiled.

Zhao Yun waved his hand and put Mengdie into the Lord of the Rings. He was already dead and could enter the Lord of the Rings. As for the mustache, he was a good person. At critical moments, he would always be surprised.

"See you."

After saying that, Zhao Yun left the ancient temple and started on the road again.

"See you."

Bazihu ​​said it well, and followed him in a hurry.

"Why are you still following me?"

"After you send this girl off, let's discuss something."

Accompanied by the sound of conversation, the two gradually drifted away.

It is worth mentioning that the character mustache who has won the hanging talisman is really ostentatious. He used the hanging talisman and the speed-moving talisman to fly in the sky, sometimes making a voice, like a big bird, Jumping back and forth, the whole Zhao Yun had the urge to bend his bow and set his arrow.

An arrow shot in the past properly.

"The curse mark disappeared?"

Under the moon, the hunters stopped again, looking at each other in blank dismay.

"died?"

"It's only been a day, how can it be so fast."

"It's not safe, because it was wiped out by someone. It's very chaotic outside these days."

"Look for them separately. If you are alive, you need to see people, and when you die, you need to see corpses."

The old man in the purple robe said lightly, the light in his old eyes was uncertain, and he always felt that he was blinding his eyes again. He used a spell-covering talisman, and maybe there was a fake death pill. In order to escape, Mengdie must have worked hard.

With the order, the figures dispersed.

Chapter 258 Family Heirloom, Not For Sale

One day passed quietly.

When Zhao Yun stopped again, it was a small hill with a panoramic view.

There are many mountains and steep mountains in the distance. If the route given by Mengdie is correct, after crossing the mountains in front, you will find the Wangchuan River. Follow the Wangchuan River all the way to the north, and the end is her hometown. To be honest , It's a bit far, not so far, Meng Die can't go there without help.

"Are you sure about the route?"

The old man with the mustache sat down on the ground, panting.

"Soon." Zhao Yun took out the flagon, and casually threw a mustache.

Roar!

Suddenly, a roar of a beast resounded throughout the sky.

Both Zhao Yun and Mustache looked sideways, and saw a black panther in the distance. The black panther with wings was flapping its wings and coming towards this place. On the back of the leopard, there are two people standing on the left and the right.

Taking a closer look, it was the blood-haired young man and the hunchbacked old woman among the previous chasers. They were originally in the Xuanyang realm. They got a flying black panther from somewhere. Look at that leopard. The icy cold air is bloody air, which must have eaten many living things including people.

"Special bloodline."

Zhao Yun murmured, looking at the blood-haired youth.

Luna once said that anyone with abnormal hair color has a special bloodline.

"That old lady, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Bazihu ​​muttered, looking at the hunchbacked old woman.

While speaking, the black panther had arrived and was hanging in the sky. It was extremely arrogant, its wings flapped fiercely, and a icy hurricane roared, almost blowing Zhao Yun off.

"This guy must be hungry."

Hu Xin said, the thing in his mouth was referring to the black robe, and his eyes were ferocious and tyrannical, staring at the two of them was like staring at two pieces of fat, as if he was eating a full meal.

"I've seen her."

The blood-haired youth held up a scroll in the air.

On the scroll, the painting is Mengdie.

When Zhao Yun and Bazihu ​​saw it, they suddenly understood in their hearts, this is obviously a pursuer!Everyone is dead, and the perception of the curse seal has dissipated. This group of people still doesn't let go. Are they looking for them separately?

"I haven't seen it." The two shook their heads in unison.

The blood-haired youth casually collected the scrolls, but did not leave. Uncertain, he glanced at Zhao Yun's left hand and smiled faintly, "Young man, the ring on your finger is for sale."

This guy is not stupid, and his vision is not low, as if he has seen the extraordinaryness of the Lord of the Rings.

When he said this, the hunchbacked old woman who was still looking around took a look, and there was a flash of light in her eyes, baby, that is indeed a baby, look at the color, look at the casting material, and you will know that it is not an ordinary object , Wearing it on the hand of a true spirit realm is really a waste.

"Family heirloom, don't sell it." Zhao Yun replied.

"Is it really not for sale?"

"Not for sale."

"That's looking for death." The blood-haired young man snorted coldly, Ling Tian pressed down with his palm, and his true energy surged, gathering into a huge five-finger print. Little Wuxiu, a slap is all that matters.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun drew out the sword smoothly, and the five finger prints were split open with one sword.

The blood-haired young man raised his eyebrows. Even though he didn't use all his strength, this True Spirit Realm was too strong. He was at the peak of Xuanyang, and he was cut open with a single sword, which was really embarrassing.

"Xuanyang's peak is nothing."

Although the character mustache did not speak, his eyes represented one.