Mr. Jiang is not driving today

The cell was newly opened, the traces of the ax gouging on the walls were quite fresh, and there was still a faint light on the stone stubble.Passing through the cell, there is a wide long corridor, in which the demonic energy is criss-crossed, almost forming a viscous jelly-like substance in the air, and there is a thick sense of stagnation when breathing, which makes people feel tight in the chest.

The base camp of the magic way is located in the deep mountain rock mass of Xiyan Mountain. It is hidden so deep that it is usually impossible to see the slightest clue.Walking out of the cell, a flower path leads directly to the main hall.There is a sun and moon dial in the center of the main hall, but its rotation is not as orderly as in the past. The two stone needles twist wildly, making a monotonous and rapid rustling sound, like the sound of insects eating leaves.

The head of the palace family, Gong Yichong, sat on the guest seat, and his disciple stood beside him attentively. A middle-aged man with red beard and black pupils sat obliquely above him, staring at the ever-rotating double sundial, and laughed loudly: "Cheng!" It's done! It's done!"

His voice was thick and loud, creating circles of piercing echoes in the palace room, Zhengxin frowned, showing a little disdain for the red-bearded man on his face.

Gong Yichong looked normal, drank the tea in front of him, and said: "Congratulations, your wish has come true."

A little demon ran into the hall and reported: "Patriarch, the twelve bowls of blood have been presented to the sacrificial altar!"

The red-bearded man turned to Gong Yichong with a smile on his face, and said, "Patriarch Gong, you deserve a lot of credit for this matter. If you hadn't managed to find that Le family kid and led the disaster to the Mrs. Gu Kiss, If we want to complete the sacrifice, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble!"

Gong Yichong's attitude was indifferent, he put the teacup back on the stone platform in front of him, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and covered the cuffs, his fingers trembled nervously under the cover of the cuffs.

He hid his excitement very well, and said in a calm tone: "Then please fulfill the agreement, and when the 'Elephant of Swallowing the Sky' comes to the world again, kill the Empress Gouki and restore the former glory of my palace. "

The red-bearded man laughed: "That's natural, natural. As long as you obey the ancestors, you can ask for anything in this world! But, Patriarch Gong, many of the descendants of those aristocratic families are your descendants, right?" ? When they were young, you might have hugged them and drank their full moon wine, and soon they will have their first meal after the ancestor's recovery. Dare I ask Patriarch Gong, how do you feel now?"

When he listened carefully, his complexion became ugly.

This is obviously suspicious of them!

In order to gather twelve descendants of the righteous way with pure blood for them, Master made many plans and captured the descendants of the small sect near Xiyan Mountain. At the risk of exposing himself, he successively arrested the Yin family, the Zhan family and the Qin family. The descendants of the family made sacrifices to the "Elephant that Swallowed the Sky". In order to prevent someone from interfering in the middle of the journey, they also set up a picture formation of a hundred ghosts walking at night in Xiyan Town.

Especially that Qin Mu, who was the most difficult to deal with.Ever since the master realized that he possessed supernatural powers and might become a variable in the grand plan, he ordered people to get rid of him. Unexpectedly, among the groups of people he sent, none of them came back alive.This time he finally threw himself into the trap and came to Xiyan. To be safe, his master even changed the original target Dou Zhui temporarily, and finally caught him.

Master has worked so hard and painstakingly, yet he still has to be suspected like this!

Just as he was about to refute it, Gong Yichong said very calmly: "Martyrdom and sacrifice, they deserved their death."

The red-bearded man leaned forward a little, and asked: "We are a demon. If I remember correctly, the Patriarch of the Palace used to be a righteous person."

Gong Yichong replied: "The principle of winning the king and defeating the enemy has been the same since ancient times. If we can win this time, we will be on the right way in a thousand years."

This remark made the red-bearded man happy, and he clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Patriarch Gong's words are justified. There is only one point, Patriarch Gong is wrong. It's not 'if we can', we are already winning. Now, the blood of the twelve righteous families It has been sprinkled on the sacrificial altar, the resurrection of the ancestors is imperative, and..."

Before the words were finished, another little demon barged in, with a slightly flustered expression: "Go home, that...that one whose surname is Le——"

Before the words were finished, a man with a dove-shaped face and a walking corpse fell straight into the main hall. He fell to the ground with his hands facing the sky, as if he was begging for something.

It is not accurate to say that "hands are facing the sky". His left wrist is still wrapped with gauze, and a piece of blood oozes out. It is obvious that blood was taken like Jiang Xun Zhanmei. All parts were broken, and the blood was rushing out like a Baotu spring. In the severe pain, his face was distorted, and the upper and lower teeth chattered uncontrollably.

The red-bearded man's expression froze: "What's the matter?"

The little demon tremblingly said: "Going back...Going home, Master, it was good...he has been adding to the picture of the night walk of the ghosts, and suddenly...suddenly his hand broke, I don't know who did it..."

The red-bearded man yelled: "Trash! Why can't you even look down on a fool! What should we do now?! This sacrifice lacks arms and legs, so what if it treats the ancestor badly!"

Le Ren, who fell on the ground, had long since lost the appearance of a handsome young man, with thick stubble, shrunken skin, dry and peeled lips, and a mouth full of gaps.That painting had exhausted his whole body's spiritual power, exhaustion seemed to seep from his skin to his bone marrow, draining every centimeter of his blood.

Trembling, he propped his elbows on the ground, crawled towards the direction of Gong Yichong, and muttered: "You said that as long as I trap... trap me, my brother and the others... for an hour, you will take me away." To see the princess...you promised me..."

Gong Yichong picked up the teacup and found that the tea was dry, so he put down the cup and gave Zhengxin a wink, not even half of the extra words were given to this wishful-looking useless person: "Isn't this person a sacrificial offering? Running away so rashly Come out, if you make the ancestor angry, are you planning to sacrifice on his behalf?"

The little demon suddenly fell silent, stepped on the back of Leren who was still trying to climb forward, grabbed his ankle, and shouted: "Follow me back!"

Le Ren's remaining left hand was desperately grabbing the ground, with too much force, three or four pieces of nails turned over in an instant, he almost bit his gums to bleed, and said in a sad voice, "Send me to see the princess... I will talk to you again... Talk to her, I can save her, I will take her to a place where no one can find us..."

No one would pay any attention to the nonsense of a half-mad man. With dripping blood, he was dragged all the way to the door by the little demon. Indistinct screams.

Soon, the screams disappeared, and he was dragged into the studio specially opened for him to cast spells.

Now, there is his cell.

Gong Yichong was not worried at all, he took a sip of the tea that was filled uprightly, his eyes were calm.

He thought his plan was well planned.

A few days ago, when the disciples of the Gong family accidentally picked up Leren who was thrown away by the empress and was at a loss near their hiding place, from then on, the rudiment of the plan was born.

It is well known that Leren followed the crown prince obsessively. If a child disappeared in Yaoyunmen, and there were traces of Le's spiritual power left on the scene, those righteous people would definitely think of the crown maid.At that time, they will relax their vigilance against Xiyan Town if they go to trouble the princess. They only need to work hard and complete the sacrifice as soon as possible, and the resurrection of the "Swallowing Elephant" will be as simple as picking something out of a bag.

He didn't expect that Yu Miao and other four people actually ignored the relationship between the empress dowager and Leren and came to Xiyan Town.

But it doesn't matter, the deal is done now, even if the remaining three people have locked onto Xiyan Mountain, they can only become bait for the "Swallowing Elephant" if they kill them now.

In front of him, the pointer of the sun and moon dial shook more and more violently, and even sparked a small dazzling spark on the dial.The red-bearded man was staring at the pointer, his eyes flashed with unusually frenzied anticipation, Gong Yichong's face was indifferent, his fists in his sleeves were already about to squeeze water.

The waiting time is always difficult.However, gradually, the people present began to feel something was wrong.

The shaking range of the pointer of the sun-moon dial became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped gradually.

It stands to reason that according to the formation they had set up in advance, the twelve bowls of blood of the descendants of the righteous path were poured into the twelve stone grooves, and the blood would eventually converge in one place, and the "Elephant of Swallowing the Sky" would be revived. After waking up, it will devour the twelve descendants as bait for awakening the magic power.

It is not difficult to kill twelve descendants of the righteous path, but the difficulty is that the twelve bowls of blood must be fresh, and the twelve baits must be alive.Therefore, when Dou Zhui's elder brother died, they had to find fresh bait to take his place.

This means that their actions must be fast, and time waits for no one. If they do it step by step, they will only have long nights and dreams.

Once their descendants disappear, there is absolutely no reason for the various immortal sects not to search and track them. Once they find them by following the clues, there is a great possibility that their plan will be aborted.

If they knew their true intentions, Zhengdao would never let them have another chance!

Gong Yichong thought that his plan was flawless, who would have expected that there would be mistakes at this time!

The sudden change made the red-bearded man agitated. He leaned forward tensely, his eyes fixed on the gradually calming double dial pointer.

Zhengxin couldn't stand still, he couldn't help looking at Gong Yichong, and Gong Yichong's right hand was resting on the lid of the teacup, and his eyes were also fixed on the direction of the double dial.

Finally, the red-bearded man couldn't hold back anymore: "What's going on?"

Gong Yichong's indifferent expression was also at the second when the pointer stopped, and he could no longer maintain it: "This is impossible! The magic circle was drawn according to the ancient method, and it has been checked dozens of times in advance, and there will be no mistakes! Also, twelve disciples of the immortal family, twelve fresh baits..."

Suddenly, from the cell at the end, there was an earth-shattering crackling sound, large stones splashed outwards, and smashed against the wall of the corridor, making the chests of everyone present numb.

The red-bearded man stood up suddenly: "What happened?"

Before the red-bearded man's order arrived, several little demons guarding the cell had already circled around the blasted cell, looking at each other and shoving each other, not daring to go in to see what happened.

Jiang Xun felt that his head was about to explode, and his whole body was like butter burned by high temperature. It seemed that it would creak and melt into a puddle of paste in the next second. Excessively surging blood was swimming all over his body, and his veins and veins were all over his body. It was melted again and again, and reborn and restored again and again.

He even forgot how he broke open the door of his own prison, how he reached the door of Zhan Mei's prison, and how he knocked all the joints of the banshee loose.

Jiang Xun became conscious again when he unsealed the seal on Zhan Mei's body, and heard Zhan Mei's rarely anxious voice: "Qin Mu!! Qin Mu! What's wrong with you? Talk!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Xun reached out and grabbed Zhan Mei's dislocated legs.

When Jiang Xun pressed his hands on his legs, Zhan Mei, who was so strong and silent even after taking off his own arm, couldn't help gasping: "Qin Mu, your hands..."

When Zhan Mei called "Qin Mu", his right leg returned to its original state, and when "Hand" ended, his left leg also returned to its original state.

Jiang Xun supported Zhan Mei's shoulders, felt the release and return of spiritual power in his body, and barely evoked a smile: "...Mei Mei, take them to run."

Another burst of heat scorched his body, directly hindering his hearing, and he could only vaguely recognize the shape of Zhan Mei's mouth: "...from where?"

...is indeed a problem.

Zhan Mei's spiritual power has just recovered, and he has no weapons, so he can't fight head-on. The children of other aristocratic families are probably in the same situation.

If there is a passage that allows them to walk out of Xiyan Mountain directly...

This was the last thought that popped up in Jiang Xun's mind. A burst of fire burned all over his flesh and blood like a prairie fire, and also burned out his last trace of consciousness.

The moment he lost consciousness, Jiang Xun in Zhanmei's eyes raised his arm and pointed to the rock wall on one side.

A few seconds later, another harsh cracking sound resounded through the sky.

A black cave mouth was blown out of thin air on the rock wall, as high as one person, leading to a dark unknown place.

The soaring spiritual power around him blew Jiang Xun's clothes back and forth.

Zhan Mei's complexion changed suddenly, and the way he looked at Jiang Xun also changed. He stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, which felt like pinching a piece of red-hot iron: "You..."

Jiang Xun threw him away, and the burning sensation in his body became more intense.

He realized that he desperately needed to find something, and that something was calling him, guiding him.

...he had to find it.

His body has already walked out involuntarily according to the instructions, and when he went out, he still stepped on the frightened, speechless banshee.

With a click, her ribs were broken.

In the illusion of blooming flowers in front of him, Jiang Xun repeated over and over again: "My things are lost here. I will look for them....I will look for them."

Zhan Mei just watched Jiang Xun open the prison door and disappeared in front of him. After a moment of daze, he slammed the wall hard, and rushed out with his legs still hurting, and opened the doors tightly. After closing the prison door, he pulled out the trapped children of the aristocratic family one by one, and pushed them to the entrance opened by Jiang Xun.

Seeing the way out, the children of several aristocratic families burrowed into the hole in a drowsy manner, but Yin Zhan, who was still young, suffered less physical pain and had a clearer mind. Resisting, leaning next to Zhan Mei and asking: "Who opened this? Where does it lead to?"

Zhan Mei endured the pain and squatted down, his eyes were clear and firm: "My friend. He won't harm me."

With that said, he carried Yin Zhan into the cave.

Before entering the cave, he looked in the direction where Jiang Xun disappeared, heard the screams and screams coming from there, gritted his teeth, and sneaked into the area behind the group of headless flies. In the dark.

On the other side, in Xiyan Town, Le Li slowly put down his hand.

The illusion disintegrated piece by piece, the dense fog dissipated in large swaths, and Xiyan Town revealed its original appearance.

In the middle of the night, the sky was clear and the sky was clear, the moon and stars were few and far between. Lanterns on both sides of the street were lit up one after another, and there were still people and lights in the shops.

They returned to the present world, but it seemed like a world away.

Le Li lowered his head, his left hand holding the scroll trembled.

——The only way to make Le Ren no longer able to maintain the output of spiritual power is to destroy his painting hands.

Le Li gritted his teeth to hold back the sour feeling in his chest, put the painting back into Dan Palace, and said concisely: "Let's go."

Now that they knew where the disciples were imprisoned, they didn't dare to delay any longer, and headed straight for Xiyan Mountain, but as soon as they entered the boundary of Xiyan Mountain, they felt the ground under their feet twitch, like small stones and marbles. Bouncing up, bursts of fine smoke rose from the soles of the feet.

Zhan Yi gasped, "Earthquake?"

Almost at the same time as he opened his mouth, a group of figures flashed from the corner in front of him. When the person in the lead saw Dou Zhui who was indiscriminately mingling in the three-person team, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, crying out: " Young Master Dou! Dou Chasing!"

Dou Zhui immediately recognized that it was the second son of the Chen family, Chen Chunrong, whom he had a good relationship with, and immediately rushed up, grabbing his shoulders: "Hey! What happened?!...Why are you crying! Talk!"

Yu Miao also saw Zhan Mei who was limping behind the crowd, and hurried up to meet him, and opened his mouth to ask, "Where is Qin Mu?"

Zhan Mei glanced behind him: "Still...in the mountains...he said he has something to look for..."

Yu Miao's expression changed: "...what?"

Zhan Mei held on to the mountain wall, his legs trembling a little: "I don't know. He won't tell."

Yu Miao strode forward and ran forward. At this time, there was a terrifying shaking from the people's feet. Under the violent shaking, several huge rocks on the top of the mountain loosened and rolled down.

The disciples who had just escaped from the sky were all out of their wits, and one shouted at Yu Miao's back: "It's going to collapse! The mountain is going to collapse—! Come back!...Where are you going!?"

Yu Miao didn't seem to hear anything, and strode forward along the footprints left by Zhan Mei and the others, and soon found a dark entrance leading to the interior of the mountain.

Without hesitation, he plunged in.