Pit King's special tricks for getting out of the pit

Three people suddenly came to the room-mate's inn, which hadn't been visited by guests for a long time.

The handsome man in the purple dress on the left shouted after entering the door: "Shopkeeper, bring the delicious food quickly."

The waiter immediately raised a pair of dull eyes, looking at the three of them with a fiery gaze.

The person who opened the mouth was very noble, holding a gleaming silver sword, which immediately added a bit of quack air to him. It seemed that he should be a disciple of some sect, who came out to chase away the unlucky knights.

And the man in the middle is dressed in a white robe, looks more handsome than a handsome man, and also carries a sword, he probably belongs to the same group.

As for the one on the far right, although he looks ordinary, his eyes are very lively, as if he can talk, and he looks very kind.

The waiter struggled for a long time like a war in his heart, and after a long time he thought in doubt: "It must not be a monster."

He had been running away for half a day without hindering the movement of the three people at all, and said that the man sat down on the bench, put down his sword and poured tea.

The man with talking eyes saw that the waiter was still in a daze, so he couldn't help urging: "Shopkeeper, did you hear that?"

"Ah... it's coming, it'll be ready soon." The waiter didn't care if it was a monster or not. Seeing that the other party was so imposing that he was still standing, he cut him with a sword first, and immediately acted according to the wind. Turned the ship around.

"How poor is he? How many cups of tea has he brewed?" Ling An spat out the swollen tea stem.

Meng Feifei was disgusted by this unknown object and his actions, and even felt dangerous sitting opposite him: "Please Ling Ergong, take your young master's temper in the backcountry."

"Such a big incident happened in Chaozhong County, who has nothing to go out to suffer bad luck." Jiang Hu calmly drank the cold tea that Ling An despised in every possible way.

Ling An lowered his voice and said, "What's going on with the Thinking Gate? Although it's not within the scope of the Thirteen States, it's his old territory anyway. It's been a long time since the incident happened, so someone should come and deal with it."

Meng Feifei sneered and said: "Now that there is such a sweet pastry in the Sisan Prefecture, how can you care about this little lump."

"Thinking Sect ranks at the bottom of the top ten immortal sects, and its strength is definitely not as good as Suzaku Sect and Guiyun Sect. Once Guiyun Sect falls, he has a lot of things to take over, and it's normal for him to be short of manpower."

This is what Ling An and Meng Feifei admired him for. He was so calm and complacent even though he was taken over by his old den, and the person who caused the trouble was his father-killer and enemy.

Ling An: "There are so many things going on in Jiangzhou City, I haven't taken care of them for seven years."

Meng Feifei: "That's right, isn't the Sisi door open every year to accept disciples?"

Jiang Hu shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't been back to Jiangzhou City since the day I left."

Ling An: "At last year's Immortal Clan Conference, the head teachers suggested that one of the sects of the world should be promoted, and the Guiyun Sect is gone. This is not the reason why these ten sects will become nine great sects."

Jiang Hu had never attended the Immortal Clan Conference, and Ling An mentioned it to him after he came back, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time because he knew that he could not recover the Guiyun Sect by himself.

The Jiang family was reduced to ashes in a fire, and the city protected by it had belonged to others. In this world, interests are what connect people together. Once the Jiang family is destroyed, it is self-evident how many people will benefit. Jianghu didn't think Who wants to seek justice through alliance, because he knows that justice is in the hands of powerful people, and he can't even open his mouth if he has no strength, and talk about feelings?Who are you?I'm afraid they will give you two haha.

He Suoshou did have justice in his heart, but if Jianghu himself was mud that could not support the wall, would he tolerate Jianghu's rudeness if he was arrogant?

Rather than being looked down upon by others, it is better to have strong strength. When the revenge is avenged in the future, he will have his own way to recover the Jiang family.

Meng Feifei frowned and said, "Didn't it be rejected by the Thinking Gate at that time?"

Ling An said: "It's not a veto. His condition is that Jiangzhou City belongs to him. After all, he has been taking care of it all these years."

"Under the banner of no credit but hard work, it is occupied openly and aboveboard."

Jiang Hu said abruptly: "No one can get it, it belongs to the Jiang family."

Ling An and Meng Feifei were stunned at the same time, and said at the same time: "Domineering."

The scene just now seemed to be an illusion, but now Jianghu returned to his usual gentle appearance, showing a shy smile.

The two were immediately fascinated by this picturesque senior, and their hearts were pounding.

Fortunately, the waiter came up to break the embarrassment, and the two of them were not poisoned too deeply.

Waiter smiled and served a table of food. After the three of them ate, they asked him to open three rooms before going upstairs to rest.

Before entering the house, Jiang Hu reminded: "It's agreed, act in secret."

Ling An, who lives next door to him, said with a smile, "Isn't it just secretly messing around, what's the problem?"

Jiang Hu would listen carefully to what the handsome and ignorant Senior Brother Ling Xiao said, mostly over his ears.

Jiang Hu went in, and Ling An secretly asked Meng Feifei again: "Can you live with me?"

Meng Feifei pondered for a while at the door: "Then why do you want to open three rooms?"

Ling An pointed to Jiang Hu's room: "This weirdo never wants to have sex with others."

Jianghu's faint voice drifted out from inside: "I heard you weirdo."

Ling An smiled awkwardly: "I'd better go live in your room, the sound insulation is not very good."

The two hit it off immediately, and walked into the room with their shoulders hooked and their backs draped.

People in Chaozhong County are gloomy, but the night sky is clear.

There are silver chains hanging in the sky, the moonlight is like washing, and the distant mountains and near trees are all graceful.

A few sword shadows streaked across the air, and the light was fleeting, like a shooting star.

Three lights and shadows flew around Chaozhong County and returned to the top of the city gate.

The night sky was as still as a pool of stagnant water.

But the three felt uneasy.

Ling An wondered, "Why can't you feel the death energy?"

Meng Feifei: "Let's not talk about dead breath, there's not even a bad smell."

Jianghu stepped on the mahogany sword, with his hands behind his back, showing a generation of powerful demeanor: "Look at the nearby villages."

The two agreed, and immediately the troops flew out in three ways.

There were only a few dogs barking from nearby villages.

It happened to be three quarters in the middle of the night, but even the watchers didn't see it.

The whole village seemed to be dead.

Jianghu was suspicious, and did not try to break the eerie tranquility, so Yujian flew back.

Meng Feifei and Ling An have also returned, and when they saw Jianghu, they asked, "How is it?"

Jiang Hu shook his head: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

The three of them came and went freely in the silent night.

In the same room inn, in Jianghu's room.

The candle was still burning, breathing very lightly.

At the same time, they realized that "things are not simple", and they were all deliberating how to speak.

In the end, Ling An broke the silence first: "If I'm not mistaken, Chaozhong County was sacrificed."

Jiang Hu also said with a strange expression: "Including Chaozhong County, the nearby villages have also been converted into magic circles."

The sacrifice Ling An mentioned is not an ordinary sacrifice. A normal sacrifice is to use animals to sacrifice the world or the gods, but this situation is actually very cruel.

It is to pay homage to the magic circle with living souls.

Meng Feifei is not good at formations, but he couldn't help but feel frightened when he heard this: "What formation?"

Jiang Hu: "If it was set up by the corpse king, plus the previously missing people and animals, it should be the Thousand Corpse Pit."

To set up a thousand corpse pit, the blood of thousands of people must be gathered, and it can be painted with blood. This kind of magic circle has a better effect of gathering yin than Yantian's yin gathering circle.

The reason why they can't smell the smell of corpses and putrefaction is because the pit of thousands of corpses has been completed.

Meng Feifei's heart skipped a beat: "Is he planning to build a corpse team?"

Ling An barked, "There are dogs."

It's a pity that his joke was inappropriate.

Jianghu's fingers touched his thumbs one by one, and he said with a sullen face, "What I'm curious about is where these thousand people come from."

The problem suddenly surfaced.

For more than a month, the number of people missing in Chaozhong County was only a fraction, and the distance was several times that of a thousand people. However, Suzakumen did not receive any news of any serious casualties.

Except seven years ago, more than 300 people died overnight from the Guiyun faction and the Jiang family.

Ling An suddenly felt a headache: "This bastard is really not human."

Jiang Hu also supported his head: "Now that the Thousand Corpse Pit has been completed, Chaozhong County is at stake."

Meng Feifei stood up quickly: "This matter must be reported to the teacher."

Ling An slapped him: "Don't shout, you have a headache."

The two looked at Jianghu in unison.

Jiang Hu lowered his head and said nothing.

His drooping eyebrows and eyelashes curled up, and they blinked silently at this moment, like a restless butterfly spreading its wings, exuding a stunning beauty.

He was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head: "Let's go back first, but don't act rashly, whether it's people from Xianmen coming here or sending away the people of Chaozhong County, it's just to startle the snake."

When the three of them entered the city, they first used the hidden talisman, so to outsiders, it seemed that these three were noble sons who had three-legged cat skills and did not know the dangers of the world.

Ling An asked, "What about you?"

"I'm going to Jiangzhou City."

I thought that when I went back to Jiangzhou City, my revenge would be avenged, but who knows that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations, and the incident suddenly changed.

Meng Feifei was startled and said, "You doubt Sisimen?"

Jiang Hu looked at him helplessly: "I'll go back and take a look at the Jiang family."

"But..." Ling An pulled Meng Feifei back in time, interrupting him blankly.

Ling An said: "Okay, if you need anything, contact us."

Jiang Hu nodded.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Ling An pulled Meng Feifei away wisely.

As soon as Meng Feifei returned to the room, he couldn't help but said, "You know he's lying."

"You know he's lying and you still want to expose him, are you stupid?"

Meng Feifei wanted to yell loudly, but he was afraid that Jianghu would hear him, so he pressed his left and right to make a charming voice: "Where is the thinking door? Doesn't he know the danger?"

Over the years, Ling An's temper has developed into a fiery temper, and he has followed the rule of keeping his hands on his hands but not his mouth. Tonight, he was upset and irritable when he heard the news, and now Meng Feifei pointed it out: "He came from the dead , don't you know?"

Meng Feifei suddenly fell silent.

Jianghu and them are as close as brothers, but there is a certain corner of his heart that cannot be made up.

Knowing their helplessness, both of them fell silent and sat back to back.

Jiang Hu in the next room was flipping through Sumeru, he found out the sound transmission bead Xie Li gave him, and held it in his hand.

He has never been so desperate as he is now, like a young 12-year-old fleeing in embarrassment at the hands of the corpse king.

Take a life without dignity.

Even when he was in Mount Qingcheng, Jiang Hu thought about asking Xie Li to be his teacher, but he never thought about relying on his strength.

For the first time, he hoped to get a solution from Xie Li.

But Jianghu didn't have the guts.

He's not Jiangbei, he doesn't have the grace of a beautiful woman, and he deliberately didn't contact him for three years, as if throwing it away after use, and now he wants to reuse it and think of him again.

Crazy Xie will definitely kill him.

Jianghu thought for a long time hesitantly, and chose to put the sound transmission beads back, but unexpectedly, the sound transmission beads shimmered with a thought.

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