Gratitude License

A palm-sized spot of light appeared on the wall of the stone chamber, illuminating the wall dimly and brightly from the inside.

The light spots are like living things, breaking out of the cocoon from the wall, oozing a poisonous blue color, they are round and full like blisters, and they will bounce lightly when they fall to the ground.

When the light spots become smaller and more, the blue begins to layer, like sea water washed by the wind, the darker the darker, the brighter the brighter, and the last lightning-like white light meanders through it, reaching the center in an instant From brightest to darkest.

"Snapped--"

The crow flapped its wings and flew out, black as if wrapped in a black hole.

He hovered half a circle in the sky, and leisurely transformed into a human form when he landed.

Gold armor and gold mask, you don't need to ask, this guy is Qiongqi.

Qiongqi walked in front of Xu Liang and the two with extremely elegant steps, bent his knees slightly, and immediately a cloud of smoke rolled up behind him, turning into a flashy bed at the most appropriate time.

The ancient red sandalwood is wrapped in black pulp, and the orange gold is carved into complicated patterns. The roots are layered on the red sandalwood, and the most obvious position at the head of the bed is inlaid with different shades of blue colored gemstones to spell out patterns similar to totems.

Qiongqi tilted his legs, propped his head and leaned against the head of the bed, took off his mask, his long and narrow eyes were smiling, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, his black pearl-like pupils had a layer of blue gleam, deep There are golden and vermilion pupils hidden everywhere.

Qiongqi's evil spirit filled the entire stone room, and even the dust in the cracks of the bricks could feel the invisible pressure.

Although Chang Jing Xu Liang looked normal on the surface, every cell in his body was resisting this pressure, making his body very stiff.

Qiongqi snapped his fingers and sat up, like holding a golden basin to cover the water, instantly hiding his demonic aura.

Xu Liang and the others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the sweat on their foreheads had a chance to fall.

Qiongqi: "Don't be so nervous, I said I would let you out, so I will never break my promise."

The two people on the opposite side slandered at the same time: Hehe.

Believe it or not.

The illusion of life and death choices is still clearly engraved in the hearts of the two of them.

Qiongqi shook off the folding fan made of gold thread, "You guys have such expressions of bitterness and hatred, others will say that my old man bullies the juniors, which is bad for my reputation. How about I make an exception and give each of you a gift. Just take it as a thank-you gift for you to accompany me to relieve my boredom."

Xu Liang wanted to answer, but was stopped by Chang Jing, and Xu Liang followed Chang Jing rarely, obediently and silently.

Facing the guarded Chang Jing, Qiongqi found it quite boring no matter whether he was trying to pretend or pretend. After a few rounds, he sighed faintly, closed his eyes and pointed upwards with a fan, and instantly a beam of light fell down on the solid surface. There was a gap in the ground.

A blue light flashed from Qiongqi's fingertips, and a bead the size of a bean fell into the gap, and at the same time, a layer of floating dust shook the entire ground.

"Wow—"

As seen in the documentary, the seeds quickly broke through the soil and germinated, branching out and spreading their leaves.

But this kind of seed is golden, and the buds that come out are also golden. With a coquettish blue light, it climbs towards the wall, and then uses itself as a support to continue to rise. In a few minutes, a bridge leading to the vault has been built.

On the tallest branch, the newest and youngest leaves touched the stone bricks, dyeing the dark yellow into dark blue like dyeing, and spreading out a dark blue door.

"Follow it and you can go out." Qiongqi took out his pocket watch, "By the way, just to remind you, it's three o'clock in the morning, and it's still time to go to bed."

Chang Jing looked at this "bridge" and had to make more calculations in his heart.

Qiongqi stood up impatiently, "Chang Jing, don't say that I am relying on the old to sell the old, with your current strength, you can't beat me at all. I will kill you in the blink of an eye, and there is no need to play tricks at all."

This is reasonable, but Chang Jing doesn't believe in Qiong Qi.

After thinking for a while, Chang Jing asked, "Are you the previous demon king? Is the target me or Xu Liang?"

Qiongqi's golden vermilion pupils moved slightly, and his expression was covered by his narrowed eyes in an instant.

"Of course I'm not the old king." With a sneering smile on the corner of Qiongqi's mouth, he stepped onto the tree bridge first, "Forget it, since the descendants of the Chang family are so useless and timid, then I will work harder and send it to you personally. It's time for you to go out."

Xu Liang and Chang Jing looked at each other and followed the tree bridge.

The climbing process was much easier than expected.

The blue door, between reality and reality, has no lock or handle.

Qiongqi took a step forward, and the gate immediately became transparent, reflecting the outside world—the sky was overcast, and the dim moonlight shone on the gurgling stream.

Chang Jing and Xu Liang stopped one after the other, and Chang Jing grabbed Xu Liang's wrist instead, the cold sweat on his palm revealing the nervousness he was trying to hide.

Xu Liang put his hand on the back of Chang Jing's hand, and squeezed lightly to show comfort.

Qiongqi looked at the two of them, silently withdrew his feet, and the picture outside the door disappeared without a trace.

Chang Jing's hand tightened slightly.

Qiongqi said: "It's late at night, it's boring to go out, why don't you stay and play with me?"

Chang Jing: "What on earth do you want? Just say what you have to say, don't be secretive."

Qiongqi: "You young people are really impatient and hypocritical. Seeing my so many treasures, you still pretend to be unmoved."

Chang Jing: "You brought us underground, didn't you just want to see gold?"

Qiongqi's Adam's apple twitched slightly, "Aren't you curious? Why do I have such ample wealth?"

Xu Liang couldn't help it anymore, "I used the wrong word, it's not plump."

Qiongqi automatically blocked the complaints, "Since you are interested, my old man will be merciful. Let me explain to you. This was originally an underground palace. Someone from ancient times left it. I think it is good, so I took it away. For hundreds of years, many tomb robbers have been prevented, and it can be regarded as protecting cultural relics for you." He looked at Xu Liang, "You want to ask me why I like gold? Well, my old man will satisfy your curiosity. It's very simple, because I'm Qiongqi."

Chang Jing almost suffered from an occupational disease. He had never heard of Qiongqi's nature of loving money. Let alone this kind of big goblin who has lived for thousands of years, he is just an ordinary little goblin. Nothing special to pursue.

"I don't understand?" Qiongqi stepped into the door again, turned sideways to make way for the passage, and said at the same time, "Qongqi Qiongqi, my old man has the word Qiong in his name, how could he not love gold?"

Xu Liang looked like he wanted to get to the bottom of it, but Chang Jing pulled him to the door.

Chang Jing kept an eye out and stepped over first to make sure there were no traps before pulling Xu Liang to her side.

The night wind brought a long-lost scent of grass and trees, and it blew on the body for a while.

Qiongqi's voice came and went with the wind.

"When you meet the old king, remember to say hello to the old man for my old man."

Xu Liang and Chang Jing looked at each other, they both wanted to say something, but they both knew that it was not time to chat, the person who was lying by the stream was gone, and they couldn't contact the Cai family brothers and sisters.

Fortunately, Chang Jing recovered her spiritual power, and successfully found Yue Zhuo who was trapped by the stream. With the lessons learned, Chang Jing summoned Shuo Guang just in case, and rushed back to the deserted temple with Xu Liang.

Both of them had a consensus in their hearts - something must have happened to Cai Si and the others.

Sure enough, as soon as the outline of Sange Mountain appeared in the field of vision, they felt a strong demonic aura at the same time.

Different from Qiongqi's pure and domineering evil spirit, this evil spirit is composed of many weak evil spirits, like a pool of stagnant water, with strong obsession and resentment, reminding the two of them at the same time of a place—— fantasy sea.

The birds and beasts have sharp eyes and ears, and they ran away as soon as they sensed danger. The forest is so quiet now that they can't even find the female mosquitoes who are only looking for supper.

Yue Zhuo was silently walking through the forest, but was suddenly pointed at by a bright light.

A middle-aged man's voice shouted: "Stop! Who is it!"