The devil attacks me every day

Zhuang Nanhai paused for a moment, the sparks in his palm were blown by the wind to flicker.

"I wasn't sure before." He replied very seriously, "But if you can really hear the voice in the Wind Domain Barrier, it must have something to do with you."

"I mean, why do you think I can help you?"

Zhuang Nanhai corrected Meng Qi'an's statement: "It's not a guess. The blood of the ancient phoenix in your body can sense the existence of the ancient phoenix spirit, so you can

Can hear it calling to you.And I need to find the existence that was buried with Gu Huang. "

Even though Meng Qi'an was full of suspicion and hatred towards Xu Xiaofei, it didn't affect his memory of what Xu Xiaofei taught him.

As far as he knew, the one who could be buried with Gu Huang was none other than the last ancient dragon in the world.The ancient dragon died, and the fleeing spirit absorbed a lot of energy.

The great resentment turned a generation of dragons into magic dragons to endanger the world.And what Zhuang Nanhai had been looking for all along turned out to be the remains of Gu Long?

"You...why would you want to find it?" Meng Qi'an was very puzzled.

"I don't know." There are too many secrets hidden in this body, Zhuang Nanhai himself is also looking for the answer, "I only know what I should do."

Meng Qi'an stopped asking him, and walked slowly down following the flame in his palm.

The further down you go, the more sandy soil you get.Even though he held his breath, the sand pouring down like water still filled his mouth and nose.And this tunnel is also weird

Incomparably, the more you go down, the more hollow, the sound of three footsteps is bounced back by the surrounding stone walls, the sound is endless and patchwork.

As the air became thinner, the flame in Zhuang Nanhai's hands became weaker and weaker, and finally calmed down.

In an instant, darkness swept over everyone.

Meng Qi'an subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them after a few seconds, Dao Xiu's good eyesight came in handy.I don't know if it's because of his dark mind

There was a slight fluorescent light around it, or it was true, Meng Qi'an felt that after the fire was extinguished, he could see more clearly.

"Meng Qi'an." Zhuang Nanhai's voice came from the darkness, mellow and clear: "Follow me and close your eyes."

"Close your eyes?" Meng Qi'an asked in confusion, "Why?"

He tilted his body and looked forward, because there was no fire light, he could only rely on the weak fluorescence on the surrounding walls.

In the long tunnel ahead, there are densely packed stone pillars of different heights, which look a little creepy in the dark.

Zhuang Nanhai didn't answer his question.He did not know where to find a long strip of black cloth, and tied it in front of Meng Qi'an's eyes involuntarily.

Then grabbed his hand and said softly: "Don't take it off, follow me."

The clasped palms convey the warmth of two people.

Probably due to holding hands many times in a short period of time, Meng Qi'an no longer resisted contact with him, and obediently followed Zhuang Nanhai.

When passing by the densely packed stone pillars, Meng Qi'an smelled a very strange stench.Like meat that has been dried for a long time, exuding

A stuffy, not rancid, but astringent and fishy smell.

The time after blindfolding is extremely long, and the tunnel is extremely deep.He was led away by Zhuang Nanhai for a long time, and the astringent and fishy smell around him

The smell still hasn't dissipated.

Suddenly, something scratched his clothes. Meng Qian subconsciously reached out to pull out the clothes, but felt a pair of dry,

Hard hands.

"What!" He quickly tore off the black cloth in front of him, a shriveled face was in front of him, with empty eye sockets, staring straight at Meng Qi'an.

The mummy rushing toward his face was like a lock, unlocking the door of memory, and dragging him back to the scene where Liufeng was destroyed.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet, he was shaking unbearably, took a step back, bent over and retched.

"Meng Qi'an, don't look." Warm palms covered Meng Qi'an's eyes.Zhuang Nanhai's body temperature was ironing him, his eye sockets became hot, and he unconsciously

Damp.

In the empty tunnel, there are corpses hanging from top to bottom one after another. They have not rotted into bones, but are more shriveled than ordinary corpses, and have lost everything.

of moisture.

More than one row, this area is densely packed with mummies. They have different descriptions, different ages, male and female, and all kinds of clothes on their bodies.

.

There are silks and satins that have been smooth for an unknown period of time, linen that has almost been rotten into ashes, long gowns, bunts, and delicate long skirts...

...It seems that these mummified corpses came from different places and families, but for some unknown reason, they all died here.

Meng Qi'an couldn't help the physical nausea, but there was nothing in his stomach, he only felt sore and bitter in his mouth, and his whole body was exhausted.

"Why...there are so many..." He swallowed the sourness forcefully, and was supported by Zhuang Nanhai in his arms, with his head slightly tilted up, only

I felt the stuffy and fishy smell of mummy in the air, and I was scared and disgusted.

Zhuang Nanhai's hand on his arm could not help tightening.He knew why Meng Qi'an was afraid of the dense pile of corpses.

To him, it was like a nightmare.

But he still couldn't avoid all of this, and his eyes were full of anger towards himself and distress for him.

"Someone once gathered huge grievances here." Zhuang Nanhai looked at the corpses.They still retain some of their movements before they were alive.

When he was alive, he was hung on the top of the rock, and his blood was drained abruptly.

Feeling the loss of vitality from the body bit by bit while awake, the longing for life and the fear of death are enough to make these people condense a lot of energy before they die.

resentment.

Meng Qi'an rested in Zhuang Nanhai's arms for a long time.

Probably because the palms covering his eyes were too warm, he felt much better, and followed Zhuang Nanhai's words: "So Gu Long died, and the disabled

The soul escapes, is stained by resentment, and turns into a magic dragon... According to you, is someone manipulating all this behind the scenes?How did he know that Gu Longhui and Gu Huang were together?

Up and down?And why do you want to plot against the remnant soul of the ancient dragon and turn it into a magic dragon to kill all directions? "

Nobody knows the answer.

Zhuang Nanhai kept covering his eyes and led him out of the mummy corridor step by step.

Although being a water ghost, Lu Zhixue is also a cowardly ghost.She floated to the highest part of the tunnel, and floated over it tremblingly.

Hei Ya was stunned for a long time.He looked at one hideous mummy after another around him, and felt a sense of unreasonable resentment coming from the bottom of his heart, and then Mo

The inexplicable sense of familiarity made him a little irritable.

After walking through the long mummy tunnel and walking to the end, what stood in front of their eyes was a huge bronze wall with something hooked on it.

Draw colorful patterns.

When he got here, the weird female voice no longer appeared. Meng Qi'an's intuition told him that if the bronze wall was broken, there would be what Zhuang Nanhai wanted to find inside.

thing.

He rubbed his palm around the wall, but couldn't find any obvious opening mechanism.

"How about breaking it open violently?" Hei Ya suggested.

It is also a way.

But even though Zhuang Nanhai's strength was unfathomable, he didn't shake the bronze wall even a little.

"Wait..." Meng Qi'an approached the dazzling patterns on the bronze wall, pointed to the golden and red lines, and looked from the bronze wall

This end traced to the other end, muttering: "Do you think... what kind of pattern does it look like?"

There are too many patterns on the bronze wall, so complicated that they can't be seen clearly when they are squeezed together.Zhuang Nanhai squinted his eyes and stared at it for a long time, but he could only see that

Its main body is an extremely long, curved arc.

"I can't tell." Zhuang Nanhai replied.

Meng Qi'an looked at the weird bronze wall, and then at his palm.Although such a guess is absurd, his intuition told him that it is necessary to

It takes the blood of the ancient phoenix to activate this wall.

He moved so fast that Zhuang Nanhai didn't have time to stop him, so Meng Qi'an bit his finger and smeared the long golden streak with warm blood.

On red pattern.

Where the blood passed, the bronze wall shone with a dark red light, coming and going quickly, passing by in a flash.

After Meng Qi'an put on the last stroke of the pattern, he folded his hands on his chest and waited for a while.

The bronze wall did not move.

Meng Qi'an put the broken finger in his mouth and sucked it: "Huh? It's useless? Is there something wrong with my blood?"

"Why do you think it will be useful?" Zhuang Nanhai asked back with a hint of displeasure in his tone.

When will Meng Qi'an learn to protect his body!Using blood to draw amulets, exchanging the lives of a group of people with injuries, and now for the unknown

The rune of the name wasted so much blood.

The young man who was worried didn't notice the displeasure on Zhuang Nanhai's face at all, and muttered: "Ancient phoenix... The phoenix is ​​the male, and the phoenix is ​​the female..."

Meng Qi'an's mood was a little bad after the underground journey that yielded nothing, not to mention that he had seen so many mummies just now.

He shut his mouth and said without a good air: "First rule out a wrong answer, I am a man."

Zhuang Nanhai: "..."

Black Bud: "..."

The men present were silent.

Lu Zhixue floated down from a high place, kicked her eyes and asked, "Is it still me?"

She was not happy: "Even if my blood is useful, then I must have a corpse! How many years have I been dead!"

Meng Qi'an saw that Lu Zhixue was still explaining very seriously, Meng Qi'an's mood was not so bad, he laughed and said: "Okay, okay, let's go!"

joking.My blood is useless, but if it is really necessary to use Gu Huang's blood to draw it... there is another person. "

"Who?" Lu Zhixue asked very curiously.

Meng Qi'an was not too sure, and rubbed his nose: "I only found out about it through gossip... The book Cang Zhu, written by the Master of Medicine Cultivator, used to have a relationship with Liufeng Meng's family.

A marriage contract is said to have been handed down thousands of years ago.Generally speaking, the daughter of Liufeng Meng who can make the Phoenix stone change can become the wife of the medicine sage. "

"It was my sister who made the Huangshi move before, but... you know, my sister's blood is probably useless. But, Yao Shengmu

My ex-fiancée is still from my Meng family, if I can get her blood, I can give it a try! "

Zhuang Nanhai pondered for a moment, and asked, "Is the Master of Medicine Cultivator you mentioned in the Huanyun Sect of the Eastern Wood Continent?"

Meng Qi'an nodded: "Yes, you know him too?"

A name suddenly flashed in Zhuang Nanhai's mind: Xu Xiaofei.If he remembers correctly, Xu Xiaofei is also a member of Huanyun Sect now.

"Let's make a deal." Zhuang Nanhai unconsciously tapped the air with his fingers up and down, which was his usual action when he was thinking, "You take

I will go to Huanyunzong, and I will help you find the person you are looking for. "

"Me? Take you?" Meng Qi'an was somewhat conflicted, "You...you can freely enter and exit the various immortal sects, why do you want me to take you there?"

Xu Xiaofei was at Huanyunzong, and Meng Qi'an didn't want to see him yet.

Zhuang Nanhai knew what Meng Qi'an was avoiding, and shook his head like a rascal: "Huanyun sect can't do it. I have to change my identity and go in openly."

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The author has something to say:

Zhuang Nanhai: Daughter-in-law, come, I will give you desensitization treatment~

Meng Qi'an: Get lost!

Zhuang Nanhai: Oh