no one knows better than me

Mei Si'e only took a hasty look, then jumped away, her voice almost changed: "Mr. Duanzhu, Senior Zhuang, they...how did they die like this?! They were deliberately stripped of their clothes after death. Humiliation?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked slowly from left to right, and said, "No. I took it off by myself."

Mei Siji and Mei Siye said in unison: "Take it off by yourself?!"

"Frozen to death." Zhuang Qingliu said two simple words, then looked away from the still thriving and green trees in the secret realm, and turned to ask Mei Hualan, "How can you cause such severe cold without snow falling? Have such ability?"

Mei Hualan shook her head.

Zhuang Qingliu said: "The only explanation is that this place has been expanded into an illusion, and someone conveyed the whole feeling of ice and snow."

Mei Hualan thought for a moment, stepped forward, and quickly drew a magic talisman in the air and threw it out.The originally flame-colored talisman flew out of the cave, and after being rolled with ash, it suddenly changed into a faint green.

Mei Xiaohan quickly said from the side: "The magic talisman turns green, it is the highest level of illusion that people will be unconscious when entering, and cannot be vigilant."

Mei Siji said: "Then the people who came here... are all dead?"

"No. These people are not the only ones who came in. These are all low-level monks whose spiritual power is too low to resist the severe cold." Zhuang Qingliu made a rough estimate, hugged Mei Sigui in his arms, and stepped into the secret realm.The rest of the people also followed, but as soon as they passed through the transparent barrier, everyone seemed to have fallen into an ice cave in the cold water of deep winter, and Mei Siye even swayed all over her body. ,"……ah!"

Mei Hualan stretched out her hand, and quickly grabbed her wrist to pull her to her side. This level of low temperature was not enough to compare with Hantan, she didn't feel very cold.The rest of the people, including Mei Siji, can also use their spiritual power to keep out the cold. As for Zhuang Qingliu, holding Mei Sigui next to her is like holding a stove.The strange thing is that Zhu Heng, logically, the princess's spiritual power is so shallow that it's almost gone, but she doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all.

Mei Xiaohan couldn't help turning his head to look at her several times, kindly stretched out a hand to the princess, shook it, and said: "Please beg me if you are cold, don't force it."

Zhu Heng's lowered eyelashes instantly lifted up, and the original look in his eyes seemed to be swept away, and he gave Mei Xiaohan a cold look, adding a cold wind to her.

Mei Xiaohan hahaha, grabbed her hand, and passed her spiritual power along the palm of her hand without hesitation: "Okay, don't be brave, I know you are very arrogant. It will freeze into a popsicle in a while, we I have to lift you up."

"..." Although Zhu Heng's face changed a few times very strangely, after looking down at the hand being held, he only moved slightly and did not shake it away.

Zhuang Qingliu, who saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help withdrawing his eyes and glanced at Zhu Heng, a scheming dog.Mei Siji said quickly from the side: "Senior Zhuang, although we can use our spiritual power to resist for the time being, it will cost a lot of money. If we can't find the other people in a short period of time and rush to which direction to retreat, then..."

"No matter which direction you go, you can't leave here. You can only enter and not exit here."

The trees all over the mysterious realm are rustling, moving with the wind, as if they are whispering.Zhuang Qingliu stood under a golden willow tree and listened intently for a moment, then suddenly turned her head, and seemed to whisper a silent secret word from her mouth.

The graceful and swaying branches of Golden Willow soon swayed on its shoulders, as if answering something in her ear.

After listening quietly for a while, Zhuang Qingliu nodded, stretched out his hand to put it back, then quickly turned to the southeast direction with Mei Sigui in his arms and said, "There are tens of thousands of people here, except for the three or four hundred people who died here, the rest They are all still alive. They hurriedly escaped along the nearest secret exit here."

At this moment, a person who was covered in crimson purple and deep red with large spots on his skin drifted out of the woods.This person seemed to be unconscious, he only knew that he was walking towards Zhuang Qingliu with his two rolled eyes.

Mei Hualan calmly pulled Zhuang Qingliu behind him, and stabbed with the sword without using any spiritual power.The sword can pass through this human figure without stopping. This is no longer a walking corpse, but a newly formed wraith.

There are people who freeze to death everywhere, and the resentment of dead spirits lingers.

Zhuang Qingliu held Mei Hualan's hand, turned around and turned around quickly, saying: "Don't be entangled by these wraiths in vain, let's go!"

Mei Hualan nodded, put the floating lamp back into the scabbard, and said, "Okay. Be careful along the way, and always keep an eye on your back."

The few people walked faster, and followed the dead bodies and entangled spirits along the way one after another, passing through five secret realms and fairy falls. During this period, the ancient trees towered to the sky, the birds and beasts kept singing, and the sky was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. .Suddenly, Mei Siji sharply said: "There is someone in front!"

The few people who had just passed through a layer of barriers did not make a sound, so they naturally saw it.On the vast plain in front of them, a large black crowd was gathering. These people were dressed in different clothes. At a rough glance, there were only five or six thousand people left, and they were tightly huddled together to keep warm, with tired faces on their faces.

Someone passed through the barrier behind them, and those people naturally noticed it instantly, and soon a young man stepped forward with a knife in his hand and gritted his teeth: "You are finally here!"

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at him: "Where did you come from to be a tyrannical bandit, occupy my territory, and still speak like a master?"

The young man's face changed: "I am ordered by Sect Master Qiu to 'please' you go over!"

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows unmoved: "Sect Master Qiu? Which green onion? Don't add drama to yourself."

The young man was full of hostility: "You!" However, before he could draw his sword, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly caught a little sword light in the corner of his eyes, and a figure of a monk in blue flashed from the darkness, wrapped in the icy cold wind straight Cizhuang Qingliu came face to face!

Before Zhuang Qingliu could move, Mei Hualan stretched out his hand beside him, and flicked his sword away with two fingers.

Zhuang Qingliu held Mei Sigui in his arms, looked at this sullen man, and asked inexplicably, "Where did you come from Heitantou?"

The man failed to make a sneak attack, and immediately sneered and said, "Young Master Zhuang, of course you forget things too much and won't remember me, but you should remember a man named Fei Min! After he was squeezed out by your sneering words, his whole life was like a lost dog. You can go anywhere, and you will kill me alive in the end!"

Zhuang Qingliu said: "Who is that?"

The gloomy young man suddenly exploded, roaring: "How dare you ask who he is?!! You—"

"Why don't I dare?" Zhuang Qingliu interrupted his self-anger while standing in the bitter cold wind, looking at the people who surrounded him like a tide, and said, "In the year when the Dachuan Empress died, I killed so many people. People, do you still remember where they went after all their reincarnations?"

Not to mention the rumors of deliberate walks in the past because of the interference of people with intentions, have become more and more outrageous in the future, for example, Qi Hu was directly killed by her knife and so on.

As Zhuang Qingliu's words fell, the dark crowd of five or six thousand people had all moved over in an orderly manner, wrapping the surrounding tightly so that nothing could leak out.But few familiar faces.

A monk in white with a neatly trimmed beard stood at the front, raised his hand and said sharply: "Fix the formation!"

Although each of them had exhausted their spiritual power and their faces were frozen under the erosion of the cold, the huge formation of five to six thousand people was still moving like a swimming dragon, and directly set up a sword formation that could be stabbed at any time with great momentum. .

"You are vicious and rebellious, with vicious methods, and you have repeatedly injured tens of thousands of people in my fairy sect. Even if you die a hundred times, you will not be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart." The monk in white, who must be Sect Master Qiu, stared at Zhuang Qingliu with a very sad tone. , "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhuang Qingliu said: "I die here, and you can't get out alive."

After she said a word, the entire vast night plain fell silent like death.After a while, a high-ranking monk took the lead and asked, "What kind of magic are you using here!"

Zhuang Qingliu looked at them calmly: "It's not me."

Several people shouted at the same time: "You still dare not admit it?!" "It's not you, why are you here?!" "Who else but you!" "How can you prove it's not you?!"

Zhuang Qingliu said: "I don't need to prove it. As long as you have eyes, you can see that I just came in from the outside. That is to say, I came after you. You just need to check who told me in the first place. You and I fled here, but he saw it with his own eyes? All of this can be seen in the Memory Realm.”

This kind of weird statement was like boiling oil in an instant. Although they knew that the words of the enemy should not be easily believed, the crowd mutinied in an instant, because this kind of thing is very easy to verify. Even if Zhuang Qingliu is lying, it will be exposed soon. There is no need lie.

But the irony is, among the busy crowd, which monk from which family came to report Zhuang Qingliu's entry into Taohuayuan in the first place, but he couldn't find it for a while!

At the beginning, all the families of the Immortal Gate left manpower outside for the sake of the secret realm Xianluo in the Peach Blossom Spring and these white jade mussels, so the staff was very complicated. No one had any impression of who reported this matter, and it might have been. Everyone was freezing to death on the way!

Zhuang Qingliu looked at how cold they were all over his body, and said: "You have also seen that I am standing here now. Unless I want to accompany you to sink together, there is really no need to use this method to harm you."

One person said angrily: "Who knows if that person has been deliberately picked out by you to silence him, and then you ran out in a grandiose way to deliberately confuse the public, who can prove that you really came in after us?" ? Instead of secretly hiding somewhere halfway in advance?!"

Before Zhuang Qingliu could speak this time, Mei Huazhou took a step forward, holding his sword and said seriously: "I can prove it."

Several people sneered: "You got involved with her, how dare you prove it?"

"Why can't I?" Mei Huazhou asked calmly, "Our Mei family has established a sect for more than five hundred years, and our family motto is the word 'faith'. The door is clear. You may give an example of our falsehood, all of you add up and down, who can give an example?!"

His words were so loud that they were quite intimidating, and as expected, no one at the scene made a sound for the time being.The prestige of a great sect is often accumulated and precipitated by hundreds of years and dozens of generations, and it can be truly convinced from the bottom of its bones.The restraint and integrity of the Mei family have always been known as "true gold". People from hundreds of immortal families can accuse them of doing this and that, and can accuse them of messing with Zhuang Qingliu, but when it comes to the word "faith", no one will understand it. question.

The Qiu Sect Master frowned and said: "Even so, you have killed more than a hundred people from my immortal sect since 20 years ago. This matter will definitely be difficult to clear."

Zhuang Qingliu said seriously to him: "Everything has a cause and an effect. My sword has never really touched the blood of an innocent person in this life. Many things 20 years ago, for some reason, only those sect masters knew, It has been strictly kept and never spread, and then those people died suddenly, and you naturally don't know what happened."

In fact, anyone who has a long-term heart will guess about this kind of thing, but it doesn't count if it hasn't been brought to the surface.

Mei Hualan quietly heard the present, suddenly a ball of spiritual light overflowed from her fingertips, and without a word of greeting, everyone present was pulled into a kind of dream-returning enchantment

Inevitably, many flashing images from many years ago appeared in front of everyone's eyes, including Yu Chenyue's plan to dispatch the fleet at the earliest, including his subsequent provocation, and including the many meetings of the Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect around this matter. , including the unavoidable and acute problems that everyone has to face step by step.

Back then when Xianmen wanted to fight Gumengchao, it was discussed and planned at the very beginning, using the excuse that Lan's Yuling was a spy.

Starting from an excuse, those people have been coveting Gumengchao for a long time.

The spiritual technique of pulling thousands of people back into the Dream Barrier in this way consumes a lot of spiritual power, so after the matter was only roughly brought to the surface, Zhuang Qingliu took back Mei Hualan's hand: "Okay."

Mei Hualan didn't listen to her this time, but insisted that those people read all these things in their dreams.She has restrained herself for so many years, and she no longer wants to let these things be pinned on Zhuang Qingliu.

After a long period of dream-returning scenes ended, there was only a bleak cold wind blowing back and forth on the vast plain, and everyone looked at each other with different expressions.After a long time, someone said seriously: "But they didn't make a move after all. After all, it's you who made the move first."

From ancient times to the present, people always like to look for causality in various events. It seems that when they find this, they finally find peace in their hearts.

But Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and looked down at him seriously: "Thank you for looking at me high, but this kind of melee has never been provoked by one person, who is more white... more innocent than anyone else."

Beside her, Mei Siye, who was heartless and didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, suddenly asked in a low voice: "Senior Zhuang, are you Bailian?"

"..." Mei Xiaohan covered the girl's mouth.

After the man was quiet for a while, he still said: "But you did it, it's a fact, we haven't done it yet. Now you have provoked anger and anger, and the whole world is boiling. We want to kill you not only for revenge, but for the righteousness of the world .”

"Forget it, I am very clear about whether you are really talented people with great righteousness in your chest, or are you empty-eyed people who are higher than yourself but have no matching ability and love to mess with each other." Zhuang Qingliu said, "Don't give it to yourself. I have seen gold on their faces, and I have naturally seen people who have no hesitation for the sake of righteousness, but it will not be something like you who hang it on your lips all day long as a flag."

Usually good people die silently in the abyss where there is no light, but clowns always like to rush to jump in front of the stage from time to time.If there is a knife to measure righteousness in this world, it must slice all of these people into thin slices.

These words were very ugly, and immediately a very young man couldn't stand it and drew his sword and said sharply: "Zhuang Qingliu, what are you pretending to be, it's not your turn to humiliate us from the Xianmen!"

Mei Huazhou turned his eyes again, and said gently to the elder beside him: "Elder Lin, your son is deaf, but I am not. It is because it is a fact, not a humiliation."

Although he is very similar to Mei Hualan on weekdays, Su Ai speaks cautiously, but when he speaks, he is very irritating to death.The most important thing is that Mei Huazhou, as the suzerain of the Mei family, has led the Xianmen Xianmen for so many years with an aura that is absolutely incomparable to those present.

In this strange situation where the atmosphere was stagnant, there was a crackling sound not far away, and another person who had been so cold that he was unconscious suddenly tore his clothes!

Among this mob composed of righteous people, apart from relatives, friends and clansmen, few of them are willing to spend their precious spiritual power to maintain and warm the people next to them, just to watch them all have hallucinations in front of their eyes, and peel off their own blood. Clothes □ □ died.

Now Sect Master Qiu, who seems to be the leader of the Xianmen Baijia, turned his head tensely and glanced sideways, then finally turned to Zhuang Qingliu with careful consideration, and said in a low voice: "We will talk about our affairs later, can you break this ice and snow illusion? "

Zhuang Qingliu was waiting for these words, but before she could say anything, at this critical moment, the black-haired cultivator in Tsing Yi jumped out angrily with a sword in his hand, and said with a gloomy face: " They are all willing to listen to her deceitful words and tricks, but I don't want to, I will definitely kill you!"

As he spoke, he flew up, and immediately stabbed out with a sharp sword like frost.Mei Hualan still hadn't drawn his sword out of its sheath, so he just spun the floating lamp a few feet away.

Zhuang Qingliu looked over strangely and asked, "Who did I kill you? Your master? Your fellow disciple? Your clan?"

The cultivator in green retreated a few feet, his heels were splashed with flying mud, he stopped with difficulty, and then angrily said: "Neither!"

Zhuang Qingliu asked again: "That's strange, what are you angry about?"

The cultivator in green suddenly clenched his hands into fists, tightly clenched with blood stains, but he gritted his teeth under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, and after a long time, he didn't say a word.It's just that the two eyes seemed to be bloodshot, slowly turning red.

"Oh, jealousy?" Zhuang Qingliu had actually guessed his identity, but squinted at him meaningfully, "Then right now, we have a ready-made dedication business here, you can save thousands of people when you die, you Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"

The cultivator in Tsing Yi suddenly seemed to collapse, and shouted loudly: "Why should I?!"

Sect Master Qiu heard the words and said solemnly: "Zhuang—what does the young master mean by this statement?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't show much about the name he quietly changed because of expediency, but just looked around and said: "Where the illusion enters from, it can go out from there, and it can also be destroyed. But now we are trapped in the Here, that’s because there’s another formation outside.”

Sect Master Qiu patiently said: "Of course I know this, but what kind of powerful formation is this? How to break it?"

"This formation is as powerful as it is powerful, and it can be broken as easily as it can be broken. It is so powerful because it has seen blood." Zhuang Qingliu said seriously, "This is a blood formation."

Everyone repeated: "Blood array?"

Zhuang Qingliu said: "Yes, you can only break if you see blood. That is to say, you must kill a person before you can get out of the formation - you won't see blood if you freeze to death. You need to drip this person's blood into the formation." Only in the eyes."

After she finished speaking, the scene fell into a deadly silence again.

This is where Yu Chenyue's viciousness lies. He just watches these people stay still outside and observes people's hearts.Even if these people really broke out and went out, whether it was as a threat or to spread the fact that they killed people for their own lives, these immortals who were already tottering in the wind and rain would receive unimaginable accusations and pressure. So it was easily held in his hand.

"No one is willing to take the initiative?" Zhuang Qingliu asked.

The scene was still dead silent.

Zhuang Qingliu looked at their faces and expressions carefully, and said: "It's strange, I don't want to lose a single hair, but I think about sacrificing others to save the world all day long. This is what you call the wind of the fairy gate. heart? Righteous way to the world?”

This time, no one spoke out because they couldn't bear the yin and yang, as if it would be very difficult to speak out at such a juncture.

Even for those who really think about it, such a decision is very difficult.Because life is really precious, even for those who have been frozen to the point of death.

This is also really normal.

Just when Zhuang Qingliu was quiet for a while and was about to speak, a resolute voice suddenly sounded from behind, saying, "I am willing!"