Star Trace Gate

on the steps.

Weng Sanren looked at the sword light coming straight towards his head with a frightened expression.

"Brother, why is this happening...?!"

He shouted with a pale face, urgently mobilizing the star source in his body, and his figure dodged the fatal sword like a ghost.

Ren Ye opened his Holy Eyes and instantly caught the flaw when Weng Sanren turned and moved. With just a flick of his right wrist, the sword swept past.

"Ding--!"

The sword blade flashed with sharpness and swept across to cut Weng Sanren's chest. At this moment, his upper body suddenly flashed with golden light.

"Oh!"

The sword light hit his chest, and Weng Sanren flew backwards. His body floated more than ten meters away before falling heavily to the ground.

It was purely the power of the sword that knocked him away alive.

At this time, everyone noticed that after being hit by Ren Ye's sword, Weng Sanren's chest did not burst and blood splattered, but his outer shirt was torn to pieces by the sword energy.

He slumped on the ground, revealing a close-fitting golden armor. It was this thing that blocked the sword light for him just now.

This old guy has a lot of ways to save his life, and his escape skills are even better...

If it were someone else, it would be extremely difficult to dodge the deadly sword light when Ren Ye had opened his Holy Eyes.

On the steps, Poison Wine Pot looked at the golden armor on Weng Sanren and muttered softly, "It looks like... something from the royal family."

"Why do you want to kill me? Why?!" Weng Sanren sat on the ground in a mess and shouted angrily, "How did I offend you?"

"Yes."

At this time, the fat dragon also asked, "Master, Baihua Fairy, why did you two want to attack him?"

"Don't pretend anymore. It was you who attacked me in the woods. Give me the antidote." Baihuaxian shouted and controlled the golden thread to attack Weng Sanren.

"Show your neck, show it!"

Ren was also on the other side, attacking with a sword.

"Please, Master Wizard, save me, save me...!"

Weng Sanren fled in a panic with ghostly steps, shouting loudly.

Just like that, Ren Ye and Baihua Xian launched a bloody hunt for him in the courtyard of the back hall, and every time they were about to chop off Weng Sanren's dog head, he could use his ghostly steps to barely avoid the fatal blow.

On the steps, when everyone heard that Weng Sanren might have launched a sneak attack on Baihua Fairy, no one interrupted to dissuade him.

Why?

Because this involves the issue of stance, whoever stands up to rescue Weng Sanren at this time must be his "accomplice" and must be opposed to Master Fo.

However, by this time, everyone had realized that Young Master Buddha and the Fairy of Flowers were definitely together, and they might have recognized each other in the secret realm a long time ago, but had never revealed it.

After more than ten breaths, Weng Sanren's right leg was chopped and bleeding, and his two defensive magic weapons were shattered.

"Tap."

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor of the back hall.

The butler beside the witch master came out, frowned and shouted: "Stop!"

"Save me, butler, save me...these two lunatics are trying to murder a loyal minister."

When Weng Sanren saw the housekeeper, he felt like he saw his real father. He rushed over with ghostly steps, looking extremely embarrassed, and hid behind the other person in a flash.

He showed half of his glans and looked at the steps below with a sly look in his eyes: "You stupid woman and idiot with no brains, you want to kill me, bah...!"

Upon hearing this, Ren Ye rushed forward with his sword and continued to chop.

"Young Master, don't do it again." The housekeeper stood in front of Weng Sanren, frowned and scolded: "So many big things happened in the mountains tonight, how can the six of you fight here? It's really ridiculous...!"

"Ren Weng, I'll say it one last time, give me the antidote." Ren Ye raised his arm and roared.

The housekeeper tilted his head slightly and asked Weng Sanren, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. I was talking with others here just now, and after they came back, they insisted that I had attacked the Hundred Flower Fairy with a poisoned hidden weapon, and asked me to hand over the antidote." Weng Sanren responded with a wronged look on his face: "They must have seen that I had done a great job in escorting the witch master's family, and they were jealous of me and wanted to kill me..."

"Are you still lying? When you attacked me, I used a secret method to sense your aura." Bai Huaxian stared with big eyes: "It was you who shot the poisonous nail."

"Bullshit, how do you know that your secret method is so accurate? Aren't you wrongly accusing a good person?" Weng Sanren is also good at talking nonsense.

"The beasts in the mountains will surrender when they hear my voice. My tracking method will not be wrong." The Flower Fairy gritted her teeth and said, "I'll say it again. Give me the antidote."

When the Poison Wine Pot heard this, his eyes froze for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

"I didn't sneak attack you, where did the antidote come from?"

"Okay, I'll teach you a lesson." Ren Ye was about to step onto the stairs after hearing that.

"stop!"

The butler yelled and said with a gloomy face: "Young Master, you are the person the witch master trusts the most. Don't betray this trust because of this matter."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and then asked, "You two said that it was Weng Sanren who attacked Baihuaxian. Do you have any evidence?"

Ren Ye and Bai Hua Xian fell silent when they heard this.

"Without any evidence, how can you just draw your sword and hurt someone?" The housekeeper looked at the two of them and said softly, "The witch master ordered me to come here to call the six of you to discuss an urgent matter. After the discussion is over, I will go to the treasure house to find a way to detoxify the Hundred Flower Fairy. Now, don't waste your words here, just follow me in."

"Bah, two fools who lack wisdom and strategy."

After cursing, Weng Sanren ran into the hall first like a wolfhound.

With the housekeeper blocking him, it was really difficult to continue fighting with Weng Sanren. Ren also turned his head to look at Baihuaxian and asked hurriedly: "Is your body reacting...?"

"That poison is very strange, but I haven't noticed anything unusual so far." Baihuaxian shook her head.

"Damn, this old bastard...!" Ren also cursed and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll feed you something special and see if it works."

"it is good."

The Flower Fairy responded softly.

……

Soon, the six gentlemen gathered in the hall.

Wu Yuanjun, dressed in cloth, stood with his hands behind his back and said, "You still have one more task to do tonight."

"I will obey the order of the witch master, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

The six people spoke very nicely and clasped their fists in response.

“Haha… I have no regrets even if I die?” Wu Yuanjun sighed dejectedly and shook his head slightly: “If there is one of you six who can understand me… and not hate me, it would be a blessing.”

After saying that, he turned around and said, "Come with me."

At this moment, there were no outsiders in the hall, only the Six Gentlemen, the housekeeper, and Wu Yuanjun.

He threw down a sentence and walked towards the corridor of the back hall. There was only one person in front of him, and he didn't look back.

"Let's go, everyone."

After the butler gave a call, he led the six people and followed closely.

Soon, everyone arrived at the middle of the corridor, and Wu Yuanjun personally opened a door and led everyone in.

"He won't want to kill us too, will he?" Bai Hua Xian whispered, "The last task is to see who is willing to die?"

"If he makes such an unreasonable request, I will go up and kill him with my sword." Ren did not dare to answer directly and only communicated with him through voice transmission.

At this time, Wu Yuanjun walked into the room, stood in front of a mural, and reached out to press a bluestone brick.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of teeth grinding, the wall slowly cracked open, and a secret passage emerged.

Everyone followed Wu Yuanjun closely, walking down the brightly lit steps for about twenty meters before they saw a wide corridor.

“This way…”

The butler had obviously been here before and had been leading the Six Gentlemen.

As everyone followed, they were also thinking in their minds what this last task would be.

The secret passage was silent and there were no guards on duty. There were only cold walls that stretched as far as the eye could see.

After walking about three or four miles, they saw an iron gate.

The butler immediately stepped forward and slowly pushed the iron door open.

A gust of warm wind blew, and Ren Ye stood in the crowd. He looked up and saw five terracotta figurines placed in a row behind the iron gate.

He instantly recognized that these five terracotta figurines were the ones they had brought back from the spiritual tunnel, but the number was wrong, as thirteen were missing.

Everyone walked through the iron gate, turned left, and walked another hundred meters.

At this time, Weng Sanren suddenly said: "This is under the dungeon."

"How do you know?" asked the fat dragon.

"…Because I've been there," Weng Sanren rolled his eyes, "No one knows the location of the dungeon better than me. The cell above my head is the one I lived in."

He had some authority in this area, so no one argued with him.

"Tap!"

At this time, a sound of footsteps was heard, and a dozen men in black robes came towards them.

"She Tian, ​​a spy from the White Python tribe's vanguard camp, greets the witch master!" The leader saluted Wu Yuanjun with his fists clasped.

"Well, how's it going?"

"Everything is ready." She Tian replied softly, "It's just... well, you'll know when you go and take a look."

"Okay, the thirteen of you will wait in the family compound, someone will come to call you later." Wu Yuanjun ordered.

"it is good."

She Tian responded and left with the twelve men in black robes behind him.

Ren also noticed their faces and found that everyone in this group of people was pale, as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

Moreover, they were also traveling together as a group of thirteen people...

Soon, Wu Yuanjun walked to the end of the dark passage, turned around and looked at the six gentlemen and said, "A lot of things happened tonight. You may be confused, angry, or even hate me... But you are all participants in these bloody things, hehe."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment.

"Squeak!"

Wu Yuanjun stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, walked into the secret room on the left, looked up at the thirteen figures, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, everyone. From today on, I am dead and will be unknown in the world. The sky and earth of Shenzhou are high, and the territory is vast... In the future, you can travel freely. Whether you want to find a good farm, work from sunrise to sunset; or find a prosperous town, hide in the downtown, and be an idle businessman, it all depends on your wishes."

His voice was extremely gentle and lonely, echoing in the secret room.

Ren Ye took a step forward, looked up into the room, and saw thirteen strong men sitting cross-legged on the ground.

When they saw the faces of these thirteen people clearly, they were all confused, stunned, and their scalps tingled.

Ren Ye stared blankly at the room, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He muttered in a daze, "When I entered the spiritual tunnel, I saw my fake body first, and the terracotta figurines only had human forms, but no appearance... My God, we are indeed all in the same trap."