no one knows better than me

Just as the last word "贝" fell, a shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and Mei Hualan fell heavily into her arms with a "boom".

After grabbing both hands, Zhuang Qingliu quickly lowered her head... It's over, she not only knocked people unconscious with a burst of violence, but also gave her a thumb-sized obtrusive scratch on her forehead for nothing.

Mei Panpan was disfigured.

Fortunately, the man in the black cloak pretending to be a ghost under the ruins has not moved at the moment. Presumably Meipan didn't hold back, so it would be more appropriate for him to drive west directly.

Just as Zhuang Qingliu was about to help the man up, the hand on Mei Hualan's back felt wet and sticky - this man was different from the man in the cloak, she had just been stabbed extra.

However, at this time, Zhuang Qingliu didn't know what was wrong with the silk threads in her heart, and she suddenly became very noisy. Whenever there was a slight movement on her body, these silk threads seemed to be pierced out of the hidden skin. The dull pain was ten times unbearable.

After Zhuang Qingliu got up and tried several times in a row, there was nothing he could do, so he grabbed a fire talisman with his hands, first lowered his head into his clothes, and threateningly yelled... He tilted his head from the pain and took a few breaths, it sounds like It's a little bit like panting.

It's like a ghost—she tilted her head after burning, and found that the person leaning on her arms woke up at this time, perhaps because she heard the sound.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately took out the hand that was stuck on her back because she wanted to stop the bleeding, and at the same time said quickly: "Don't get me wrong! I'm not, I don't."

Mei Hualan just tilted her head and looked at her silently for a long time without speaking.Until seeing Zhuang Qingliu with hairs on her back, when she was about to hug her up first and leave here quickly

Mei Hualan suddenly raised her hand, and the floating lamp automatically returned to her hand, then she lowered her head, slowly supported herself and said, "It's very beautiful."

"..."

"???"

Although I'm not sure if this person laughed, but the scene, the words, and the low tone

Zhuang Qingliu: "...don't worry!

Mei Hualan's face was obviously tired, but her eyes were clear and silently falling on Zhuang Qingliu's face. Now she only needs to lower her head a little bit, and she can wrap her mouth around the slightly curled corner of this man's mouth, and hug her into his arms. Kiss gently in the arms.

All her life, she was dull and reticent. Just at the moment when the stone chamber collapsed, too many words suddenly flooded her mind and wanted to say it to the person in front of her, but now is not the time at all.

Because at this moment, amidst the mysterious dark green fluorescence of the hall, a thick shadow quietly cast in.

Zhuang Qingliu turned his head sharply immediately, and looked at the end of the corridor on the left. The end of the corridor was obviously windless but very gloomy. The moment Zhuang Qingliu looked over, half a piece of pink skirt just floated out soundlessly—this is That graceful skirt.

Can that stinky dog ​​surnamed Zhu still do it? !

Without further ado, Zhuang Qingliu picked up Mei Hualan at a speed of light, grabbed her and turned around and ran away.Although Mei Hualan forced herself to stand up, she was obviously not in the same state as the fully charged boss who could fly and fight in normal times, and the wound on her back was still bubbling blood at the moment, being able to open her eyes by herself was considered strong enough for Mei up.

And that "Wan Wan", that monster in Wan Wan's skin, is obviously very powerful, not something to be fooled with.

So let's get out of here now.Revenge is a long way to go.

Fortunately, the calm and paradoxical footsteps behind him did not follow at this moment, but seemed to be descending from the ruins of the collapsed altar, and it seemed that they were going to dig someone up.After Zhuang Qingliu quickly turned around the corridor, he withdrew his glance from the corner of the eye, and scolded Zhu Gou again in his heart.

It stands to reason that she should actually leave Meihualan where she is now, and then "Duanzhu Jun save the baby" after she runs away quickly by herself, or run for a while, and run for a while, so that at least It will be much faster with less effort - but how to say, the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny, she is not willing to part with it.

Think of such a person who was left in the same place and quietly watched her back... baa.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't know whether it was because of her excellent memory or her subconsciousness. She walked left and right in the narrow and winding corridor, and turned with ease, as if she was very familiar with this place.After a whirlwind of flying, a light finally appeared in front of the two of them.

"—Floating lamp!"

Just as Zhuang Qingliu yelled quickly, the person who hadn't grabbed his arms jumped onto the sword, when a gust of wind blew up at the exit of the altar, and at the same time there was a "whoosh" in his ear!It was as if a sharp knife had been drawn across.

She turned her head and looked... the wall that rubbed shoulders had already been cut in half by Li Feng diagonally!And that pink Wanwan and the man in the black cloak were already standing side by side at the entrance of the corridor—although the ugly man and the ugly woman were not suitable for each other, they didn't give them any chance.

She really did something wrong in her previous life.

After only judging the situation for a second, Zhuang Qingliu steadfastly embraced Mei Hualan and turned back on the spot, turned around and ran in the opposite direction at high speed.The blade-like gale rushed towards them behind them, and when they almost knocked off their skulls, Mei Hualan held the sword in both hands, turned back with a calm face and swept the sword back!

However, after receiving this move... the person in his arms couldn't help but fainted again.

Zhuang Qingliu could only rely on coquettishness to move around, nimbly dodging and moving while running, and when he was thrillingly struggling in the wind blade, he didn't forget to sweep up the pile of silly golden birds on the ground with his sleeves.

Jiujiujiu, the old nest is about to be taken away by someone and still doesn't know how to run.It's far worse than their cute Jiujiu.

While taking out the silly birds from his sleeve and throwing them to a safe place, Zhuang Qingliu vaguely heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from behind him, it seemed that Zhu Heng who had come over had gotten involved with Wan Wan again.

With the loss of a monster, the hope of living suddenly became golden again.

Probably because of this, Zhuang Qingliu's speed in the corridor quickly became like the wind, and the man in black in the cloak who followed him seemed not familiar with this place, so he could only catch their backs along the way.The most important thing is that Zhuang Qingliu can only run around him, but he still can't get rid of him, and the blood from the wound on the back of the man in his arms is flowing more and more violently.

If it goes on like this, it won't work, and if it goes on like this, she will only get a plum with a white skeleton.

After flashing briefly in his mind for a moment, Zhuang Qingliu took off Mei Hualan's coat with his hand, glanced back expressionlessly from the corner of his eye, and then suddenly took off the bloody coat at the end of the next corridor at the intersection. Throwing to the left, he turned to the right by himself, and the speed of his feet doubled.

Sure enough, the sound of footsteps behind her was briefly thrown away by her.

Zhuang Qingliu bowed his head in pain and took a breath, and jumped down from the big hole in front of him without hesitation. After a while, he followed his memory and returned to the collapsed altar stone room.As she expected, although the stone room collapsed just now, there was a small gap between half of the ceiling along the gable wall, and now even the road was opened.It is probably because of this that the black cloak just now has nothing to do with him.

After skimming in along the base of the wall without touching the ground, Zhuang Qingliu lifted a coffin lid with his backhand, bowed his head and said politely: "Excuse me. Can I borrow your treasure?"

The person in the coffin looked up upon hearing the sound, and it happened to be the female skeleton who asked her to help hold her head not long ago.Probably because there is something to help, the female skeleton still hugged her head on her knees and nodded, and readily agreed.

"Although I don't want to, but I can only wrong you to lie here for a while." Zhuang Qingliu quickly leaned over and put Mei Hualan whole into the coffin, and then gently touched the temperature of her forehead, In a low voice, "I'll come to pick you up soon." Immediately after hearing the footsteps that gradually became clear in her ears, she quickly closed the coffin lid and jumped out of the collapsed stone room.

It wasn't until after a long detour from the opposite place alone that Zhuang Qingliu lowered his head and closed his clothes, and started to walk again.The cloaked man who wandered around the coffin stone room for a long time quickly turned his head and swept past like the wind.

"Ah... I really can't run anymore."

After meeting abruptly at the entrance of a corridor, Zhuang Qingliu supported the stone wall to take a few breaths, a drop of cold sweat slid down her temples into her collar, she stretched out her hand to wipe it casually, and then raised her head and asked the man in the black cloak in front of her: " I said, aren't you tired?"

The man in black looked straight out from under the cloak, as if looking towards her.

Zhuang Qingliu waved his hand and said: "Don't look at it. It's too tiring to run with a person, I left her aside. Anyway, your goal is only me, isn't it?"

The man in the cloak was quiet for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, he didn't go forward for a while, but finally said: "Why don't you run anymore?"

His voice was hoarse and hoarse, either falsetto or his throat was burnt, in short it was very unpleasant.Zhuang Qingliu also rolled his eyes at his nonsense: "I'm tired after talking about it, you chased after him, aren't you tired?"

After a long silence, the cloaked man suddenly smiled softly: "It's unnecessary to worry about me."

"You need some face." Zhuang Qingliu went all out like a bachelor, "I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about myself."

The man in the cloak was probably guarding against fraud, so after standing patiently for a long time, he finally stepped up and walked towards Zhuang Qingliu calmly and slowly: "You don't have to worry about yourself. Not my opponent."

Zhuang Qingliu had nothing to express, because it was probably the truth. For example, even if Mei Siye was standing in front of her now, she could say "You are not my opponent at all now", which is quite right.

So she just used her sleeves as a fan to fan her face, and nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, you are so powerful, you are so strong."

Cloak Man: "..."

After a while, the cloaked man finally approached, his gaze fell silently on Zhuang Qingliu's face for a while, and then suddenly said: "As long as you are willing to be used by me, you don't have to die."

"Really? Is there such a good thing?" Zhuang Qingliu immediately raised his eyes, a little moved, "I am very willing. But if it is for your use, do you pay a high salary?"

"..."

"Not tall?" Seeing his appearance, Zhuang Qingliu immediately retracted his eager eyes, and said without much interest, "Then I don't like it. I don't want to."

The man in the cloak seemed to be rubbed into a ball by her. After a long while of silence, he raised his hand slowly, first tied Zhuang Qingliu's hands with a spirit-binding lock, and then put a knife around her neck, speaking in a simple and low voice Said: "Go."

"Where are you going?"

Anyway, there is this rotten thread of "diamond-like appearance, but femme fatale heart" holding back, and it is useless to fight and resist.So after Zhuang Qingliu asked a symbolic question, he turned around in a very economical and low-carbon way, and was told to go wherever he wanted—and even glanced down at the knife on his neck halfway.

Not only does the knife not have any special patterns and emblems, it is even a sickle.Can't see anything.

After a while, the man in the black cloak carried her to the center of the altar hall, looked down at the ground and said, "Low your head."

When he said this, Zhuang Qingliu realized that a huge hole that looked like a bottomless abyss appeared in the middle of the ground. At the moment, whirlwind-like curls were lingering around the edge of the big hole. The ground cracked in the coffin stone room and emerged The black curly pattern is this thing.

— But how could it grow like this?Could this be the entrance to a wormhole in another world?

The man in the cloak quickly said, "What do you think of us jumping off now?"

Zhuang Qingliu nodded: "Very good."

The man in the cloak seemed to pause slightly, then turned to look at her in surprise: "Master Zhuang is so easy to talk to?

Zhuang Qingliu asked back: "Then do you accept bad answers?"

"of course not."

Zhuang Qingliu rolled her eyes.

The cloaked man said in a mysterious tone, "Don't you want to go down and have a look yourself?"

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly turned his head to look at him: "You want to go down?"

The cloaked man never spoke.

"Is there anything good in here?" Zhuang Qingliu scanned him meaningfully again, "Is there anything else you want?"

The man in the cloak put away his suddenly relaxed posture, and said succinctly without making any further noises: "Jump."

Zhuang Qingliu was standing on the edge with the knife pressed against her. Her hair and clothes were tumbling and tumbling by the gust of wind gushing from the bottomless pit. She said calmly, "What will happen if I don't jump?"

The man in black didn't tell her what would happen, but just pushed her lightly with his hand, and jumped down together with her.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows in a burst of brilliant spiritual light, and closed his eyelids to protect his eyes.I didn't care whether the sky was spinning or the golden light was shining randomly, but I took the time in my mind to think about Mei Panpan in the coffin, and how she would bleat after waking up.

Although I always feel that there is a contrast, but it is really cute.

I don't know how long it took to fall, but the calm voice of the cloaked man rang in Zhuang Qingliu's ear: "There are two intersections, which one to choose?"

"How would I know?" Zhuang Qingliu opened her eyes in surprise.

At this moment, what she faced was still a corridor filled with white spiritual light all around, but it was changed from the ground to the ground, and the material of the walls and the floor under the feet was also very strange, with a cold light that was unique to metal. It seems to be absolutely smooth, and after being reflected in all directions into a mass, it can clearly illuminate overlapping shadows.

At this time, the cloaked man pulled his arm calmly and gracefully, and cut half of Zhuang Qingliu's neck with a sickle effortlessly, and said, "Do you understand now?"

"..." Zhuang Qingliu looked down, raised his eyebrows angrily and said, "Got it - I know you are really not alone."

The man in the cloak didn't seem to mind what he said, but the mysterious veil that covered his face waved slightly: "So which one do you choose?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't bother to look at him: "Don't choose any, didn't you notice that there is a loose brick under our feet?"

After she finished speaking, the man in the cloak slightly lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

"It's just a simple blindfold. You don't even have this level, how can you pretend to be a ghost?"

The cloaked man still turned a deaf ear and waved his hand lightly, but the floor on the ground, which seemed to be easily lifted off, remained motionless. The atmosphere was suddenly cold and embarrassing, and it froze in mid-air.

But no one cared, he just withdrew his hand lightly and said, "You come."

"Oh, alright." Zhuang Qingliu then casually raised his hand, imitating him by waving his sleeves, even without using his spiritual power, the floor under his feet slid away automatically.

The atmosphere was really awkward this time - because the man in the cloak didn't speak for a long time.

After about a time when the blood on Zhuang Qingliu's neck had solidified, the cloaked man's face hidden under the veil seemed to move slightly, and then a faint smile of unknown meaning came out of his nasal cavity, and he jumped against Zhuang Qingliu again down.

This time, the ground they landed on was a huge gossip pattern. As soon as the cloaked man landed on the ground, hot flames suddenly spewed out from the left side he was stepping on. ...Then the whole person was suddenly frozen.

This gossip map is a two-in-one set meal of ice and fire. If you avoid the right side, you will be burned to ashes in a second, and if you avoid the left side, you will be frozen into flatfish in half a second, so Zhuang Qingliu stepped on the middle carefully. On the beautiful curved arc, the two phases are offset and intact.

"I wanted to learn about it, how good are you?"

Zhuang Qingliu folded his arms in surprise and raised his eyebrows: "Why, are all the people who come out to make troubles so low-level these years?"

The whole bottom of the cloaked man's feet was covered with pure dark blue cold mist, and he was frozen from his ankles to his shoulders in just a moment. When he heard Zhuang Qingliu's words, his neck seemed to turn to the left, but he didn't.

At this moment, Zhuang Qingliu swiped with the tip of a knife as if in a sneak attack, and tore open his cloak... Unexpectedly, her face was still under the cloak.

After being speechless for a long time, she could only say in amazement: "You really don't want your own face, right? My face is beautiful, so you just keep using it?"

The ice on the cloaked man's shoulders spread rapidly without stopping, and soon climbed up his neck until he covered his head, covering the entire top of his head.

"It was done so fast, I didn't even have time to cut off the pig's head. It should be quite laborious to break the ice now."

"never mind."

Zhuang Qingliu swept up and down the frozen statue in front of him, "hissed" before turning his head and leaving.There was silence behind him, and the huge palace shone with a mysterious aura, but the people who walked out the door didn't even look at it, and they didn't even catch a ray from the corner of their eyes.

But at this moment, a sickle was quietly hooked back to her neck from behind

The familiar voice of the man in black sighed and whispered secretly: "So, you have recovered your memory..."

Zhuang Qingliu's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the eyelashes on his expressionless face drooped slightly, casting a faint shadow on the eyelids.

"Then let's get straight to the point." The man in black hooked Zhuang Qingliu leisurely with a sickle, and turned his head to look around the hall around him, "Master Zhuang, where do you think I will hide what I want?"

"What?" Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and looked directly at "my face", feeling a little weird.

After the man in black smiled softly again, he made another skillful stroke with the blade, and cut open the freshly solidified wound on Zhuang Qingliu's neck as it was, not even a cent, not a cent, and then said in a tone It seems to be quite polite to ask: "This time - where is it?"

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes immediately swept him coldly: "The thing that can make you miss so much, at least it can blow up the world. But if I knew, would it be your turn to threaten me with a knife on my neck now? "

The man in black raised his hand as if thinking, touched his chin casually and said, "It makes sense—"

Immediately, he tapped Zhuang Qingliu's neck with the tip of the knife, sliding up and down with a clear threat: "Then you just guess?"

"Okay." Zhuang Qingliu didn't say much, and after turning his head to look at it, he said casually, "Or is it in the well?"

The man in black also turned around, looked at the shining well in the center of the temple, and repeated: "In the well?"

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows at him: "I think there is a lot of spiritual light in that well, it's in the well, what's wrong?"

The man in black looked at the well motionlessly, seemed to think for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay." Then he hooked Zhuang Qingliu's collar with the sickle in his hand, and walked towards the well.

However, when there were still about ten steps left, he seemed to have learned the lesson of the Bagua diagram, so he stopped suddenly, and ordered to Zhuang Qingliu, "Go first."

Because around the well, there is also a circle of strange graphics.

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to smile at him, and then walked over slowly without hesitation, looking down at her own steps casually. One step, two steps, three steps... until the tenth step, she stopped abruptly, Inexplicably turned around.

It was only then that the man in black suddenly felt that something was wrong, and slowly frowned at Zhuang Qingliu: "What's wrong?"

"Not so much." Zhuang Qingliu lowered his head, suddenly urged Chasing Spirit to get out of its sheath, and cut off the spirit binding lock that bound his hands with a bang, "I was just thinking, who can you scare with your broken sickle, you are so troublesome, Have you never seen this young master's spirit chasing before?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes lightly, took out a small toy bow from his arms, "Zheng" flicked the bowstring, as if he was thinking about something.

The feeling of strangeness in the man's heart intensified, his breathing sank suddenly, he stepped up quickly, and walked towards Zhuang Qingliu - but when he was only one step away, he couldn't move.

It seems that a barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, a barrier, a confinement that suddenly appeared!

But how is this possible, what's going on, he has been closely watching Zhuang Qingliu's movements, what is wrong with this? !

The man in black suddenly raised his hand, and a burst of spiritual light shot out, but it seemed to hit the soft air, and it completely diffused out without any reaction.Until then, cracks finally appeared on his calm expression: "...When did you set up the formation?"

"It's very early, aren't you also sure that I am definitely not your opponent now?"

Zhuang Qingliu stroked the bowstring with his fingertips, rolled his eyes casually, and said the most arrogant and infuriating words in the calmest tone: "But the same - you have to know that in the past, you were definitely not my young master's opponent. "

In fact, she didn't know how this kind of formation came about, but when she read the book, she deeply remembered one of its most important characteristics-that is, in this kind of formation, there must always be someone trapped in the formation. It cannot come out from inside. If the people inside want to come out, they have to go in to replace it.

In other words, this kind of formation is one in and one out, only one for one.

And those people trapped in the white jade oyster want to deceive people into it at all costs, which is actually the reason.Only by tricking people into going in can they come out by themselves.It was precisely because of this characteristic that when Zhuang Qingliu calculated this step by step and walked away from the man in black in a fair manner, he was defenseless.

Who would have thought that there would be such a formation in this world.

The entire Adam's apple of the man in black began to roll, as if it was difficult to accept that he fell short at the last moment, and the veins on the backs of his tightly clenched hands burst out.

At this time, Zhuang Qingliu seemed to have finished his thinking, and took back the bow that he had inexplicably drawn out, casually glanced at the man in black who was trapped in the invisible formation, and then turned his head and left, leaving only one sentence for him: "In My territory wants to threaten me, you are deceived by some kind of lard."

"..."

Her words echoed throughout the entire palace almost mockingly, and the man in black behind him was silent.

Zhuang Qingliu finally turned out of here without hindrance, and rushed all the way to the coffin stone room... Uh, lift the coffin board to catch her bleating.