God lures him to attack

They entered the holed door and went up the stairs on the right.

This octagonal tower has a total of eight floors, and weapons are placed on each floor, and the door on the top floor is closed.

Lu Yao tried to reach out to push it, but as soon as his fingers touched the door, the seal on the door glowed with the color of flames, and the pattern was drawn instantly.

Lu Yao's fingers were burned, and he retracted instinctively.

Mo Xi came slowly, he wanted to push open the door, but Lu Yao grabbed his hand and said, "There is a seal."

"I know." Mo Xi smiled lightly, withdrew her hand, and gently pushed the door.

When the seal on the door touched Mo Xi's hand, it dissipated into light particles, and the light leaked through the gap in the door.

An unknown wind blew gently, and the sealed door was opened from the inside to the outside, and a golden knife was suspended in the room, reflecting into the pupils of the two together with the spell on the wall.

"Apart from Qin Huai and Hu Dudu, I am the only one who can break this seal because of the spell on the door." Mo Xi stopped in front of the God Killing Knife, watching the knife lose its buoyancy and clang to the ground. Drawn in my blood."

"This knife was also forged with my blood, so only I can use it." Mo Xi bent down and picked up the God Killing Knife on the ground.

The golden light flashed across, reflecting Mo Xi's sad appearance on the blade.

Lu Yao looked at the face refracted by the blade, and remembered what happened in Yin Tianlei. At that time, when Mo Xi touched the God Killing Knife, the God Killing Knife regained its golden body, and Bai Qiancha was wiped out by his knife. .

It turns out that Mo Xi is the master of this God Killing Saber?

"I have a question to ask you." Mo Xi raised the knife, and suddenly turned to point at Lu Yao, the tenderness in her eyes dissipated, leaving only a cold stare.

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved to the blade.

"Mo Xi, what are you doing?" Lu Yao slowly raised his eyes to look at Mo Xi, whose expression had turned cold, not daring to move.

"You approached me and said you liked me because you wanted to become the new owner of the knife?" Mo Xi sneered, the weakness and timidity she once showed no longer existed.

At this time, he had a feeling of Zi Yu, which made people shudder.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Lu Yao was very confused. He didn't know why Mo Xi's temperament suddenly changed. He took a step forward, and the tip of the knife touched his chest.

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending to be confused with me?" Mo Xi narrowed her eyes slightly, stabbing forward with the knife in her hand, the sharp point penetrated Lu Yao's coat, and cut a small cut on Lu Yao's chest.

"You, want to kill me?" Lu Yao looked at Mo Xi who didn't intend to show mercy with complicated eyes, he smiled wryly, thinking about it, Mo Xi didn't even know him a thousand years ago, so how could he like him and trust him right away? Woolen cloth?

It's crazy.

"What's your purpose?" Mo Xi frowned, not understanding what he was laughing at.

"My purpose." Lu Yao lowered his eyes and began to ask himself, yes, what is the purpose of my coming here across the millennium, is it to kill Bai Qiancha and change the future, or is it for Mo Xi?

"To kill Bai Qiancha." Lu Yao still stated his purpose, and the blade on his chest trembled slightly.

"As expected, you are the same as them." Mo Xi smiled wryly in frustration. He wanted to hear a different answer, but the result was still the same. Everyone approached him just to use him to kill Bai Qiancha.

"To send you a flower, to accompany you to see a ray of sunshine." Thousands of years later, Mo Xi is a zombie who can't see the light, he can't walk in the sun, can't touch the warmth, so he wants to take him to see a One flower, one grass, one world.

Lu Yao took out a daisy from his pocket. It was picked when he was picking wild fruits, but he didn't expect to hand it out under such circumstances.

The wind blows into the attic, the daisies sway, and a black shadow passes by the window.

Mo Xi looked down at the daisy, and leaned forward in a moment of loss of consciousness.

The knife in his hand was stained with Lu Yao's blood, and was held by Lu Yao and stabbed into his chest, while he was knocked into his arms by inertia.

When Mo Xi raised his head, Lu Yao took out his knife and threw it at the rushing crow.

The crow with blood-colored pupils was pierced through the body by the God Killing Knife, fixed on the wooden beam, and became silent after a few flops.

"Your face is hurt." After the crow was killed, Lu Yao stared at Mo Xi's face.

His face was scratched by the crow's claws, leaving three bloody mouths, and the original location of these three bloody mouths should be his neck.

Mo Xi stared at him blankly without even blinking.

"As long as you're fine." After speaking, Lu Yao fell into his arms and fell into a coma.

"Lu Yao!" Mo Xi supported the fallen Lu Yao, and at this moment, the crow spoke

"Mo Xi, I'll give you three days to come back, otherwise, I will kill those three people first, and then turn everyone in Tianhua Yao Kingdom into monsters!" Bai Qiancha appeared in the crow's pupils, and Bai Qiancha Behind the brake is the dungeon.

Gan Zongde, Qin Huai and Hu Dudu were all trapped in the iron cage.

After Bai Qiansha finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the illusion in front of him dissipated, leaving only the damp air and dim candlelight in the dungeon.

"If he doesn't come back in three days, you will all die." Bai Qiancha turned his head and said to the three people in the cage behind him.

"Hey, this matter has nothing to do with me, I'm just a passerby, I'm just passing by..." Gan Zongde walked to the front of the cage, greeted the departing Bai Qiancha, and began to separate the relationship.

"If it weren't for your Gan family, this matter wouldn't have become so difficult." Qin Huai sat on the pile of straw, sneered, and rested.

"If you want to find out who is right and who is wrong, go dig the grave and confront my ancestors. Anyway, I don't want to go through this muddy water." Gan Zongde pursed his mouth and walked away with arms folded.

Going back to the inner side, I found a random place to squat down.

In fact, they were arrested collectively. It was not because Gan Zongde was a rookie. As a descendant of the Wuxian family, he didn't know any spells except bluffing and deception. In the end, they were dragged down and the three of them were arrested together.

Bai Qiancha's evil spirit was very strong, but the three of them were not interested in how the evil spirit came from. The only thing they were interested in now was whether Mo Xi would come back to save them.

"What if Mo Xi doesn't come back? Are we really about to go to the guillotine?" Gan Zongde said to himself anxiously, while the other two meditated peacefully, regardless of the weather.

"He will come back." After a long time, Qin Huai spoke slowly, and turned to look at the flickering candles in the dungeon.

The candlelight outlines the darkness, and the screams of prisoners being tortured can be heard everywhere in the cell. The sound is interwoven in the deep night, exuding the breath of death, and the breath is gray, like Mo Xi's suddenly changing pupils. color.

As soon as Mo Xi had bandaged Lu Yao's wound, he began to pant. He supported the table and staggered out of the inn.

Lu Yao opened his eyes slightly, and saw a purple figure walking out of the room in a daze.

He had seen this scene in a dream.

It turned out that the person in the dream was really Mo Xi.

Mo Xi?

At the thought of this name, Lu Yao woke up from his daze. Holding the knife wound on his chest, he followed the figure and left the inn.