The years when I made seven sand sculptures cry

Zhou Yu's voice echoed in Chu Xiangwan's ears. It was like weeping blood, touching people's hearts and souls.

The master of the young castle wondered vaguely whether this claw would directly cut himself through, and he didn't know how painful it would be.

He didn't know where he burst out with so much courage just now, and turned the two people's positions back...

However, it doesn't matter anymore, as long as my brother is fine.

In this short period of time, Chu Xiangwan had already turned countless thoughts in his mind, waiting for death, but the claw never fell.

Young Castle Master: "???"

He looked down, and saw the sharp claws that were emitting black mist stopped in front of him, the tip of the claws had already touched the hem of his clothes, but there was no further movement as if the pause button had been pressed.

This... what's going on?

Everything around is still working, and the sound of the big priest fighting with King Loulan is still coming. Why did this fierce beast in front of him stop?

Looking down from above, the alleyway is full of fierce fighting scenes, only a small area in the magic circle is frozen, which is simply ridiculous.

Behind Chu Xiangwan, Zhou Yu's handsome face also showed shock and the afterlife.

He came back to his senses and saw that Chu Xiangwan in front of him actually wanted to raise his hand to touch the black sharp claw, so he quickly held him down: "Don't move!"

There was only such a gap in the formation encircled by the three priests, allowing the fierce beast to break in, and it was sealed again in an instant, leaving the three of them in the same space.

The young castle master was held down by him and could not move, so he raised his head, trying to read his thoughts from this fierce face.

... No, it is more difficult to read out evil thoughts than to act on Zhou Qilin's face. At least the little black unicorn has all five senses, and this man in front of him doesn't even have five senses.

The Master of the Young Castle can only reasonably suspect that this is the one that he mistakenly dragged into the Golden Lotus Passage by mistakenly by himself before as the white doctor. With the fate of hugging, when we meet again now, this fierce brother will recognize him.

There were many dark shadows outside the formation. Seeing that the three priests were in a dangerous situation, Zhou Yu pulled Chu Xiangwan back an inch without caring about what was inside the formation.

The Young Castle Lord's skirt left the black claws, and the cloth that was stained with Mu Chengxue's blood had changed from purple to black.

Chu Xiangwan and Zhou Yu were overjoyed to see the tip of the claw move away from his face, like the tip of a death knife moving away from his chest.

Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, the two saw the sharp black claws move forward a little, and just returned to the position just now, with the tip of the claws touching the blood-stained skirt.

"..."

What kind of obsession does this evil spirit in the ancient city of Loulan have for this dress, so he must touch it?

With a tentative thought, the two stepped back an inch tacitly, watching the sharp black claw follow again.

Chu Xiangwan: "..."

This is too weird!

Zhou Yu held his hand, pressed his chest against the boy's back, frowned and whispered in his ear, "Whose blood is on your clothes?"

He was trapped in the ghost domain, and the priest had been unable to sense his anger just now, and now he jumped out so intact, Zhou Yu knew that someone must be protecting him.

It wasn't Xie Tiao standing in the distance, it could be someone else.

Sure enough, the person in his arms whispered: "Maybe... it was Mu Youshi who was injured before, and his blood was stained when I took him away."

From this sentence, Zhou Yu got two pieces of information.

One is that Mu Chengxue was injured, and the other is that his blood can suppress Loulan's fierceness.

He asked again: "What about others?"

"Still in the underground palace." Chu Xiangwan whispered, "He wasn't awake when I left. I don't know if he is awake now."

Not only did Mu Chengxue wake up, but she was already very impatient for waiting, sitting opposite Guocheng, she really wanted to wake up the little monk and let him send herself up.

Zhou Yu had a conjecture in his mind. Although this conjecture has yet to be verified, it has already explained many things.

"Xiang Wan." Chu Xiangwan heard him calling to himself, "Can you take me down?"

Since these evil spirits locked them, they would naturally be immortal. If King Loulan hadn't appeared, then with the ability of great offerings, they would be able to take everyone out here.

It's just that King Loulan has been attracted by some reason now. If the big priest wants to fight against the strong man thousands of years ago, he may not be able to gain the upper hand. If they want to leave, they must find another way.

"Yeah." The Young Castle Master nodded slightly, and said, "I was going to take my brother away."

Zhou Yu didn't ask him how he planned to take him away. He didn't know much about the ancient city of Loulan, but Qianjilou must have more information than him, otherwise Xie Tiao wouldn't show up here now.

He only guessed that there was a barrier between this and the underground palace mentioned by the young man. The person in his arms should have escaped by hiding in the underground palace.

Zhou Yu already had a plan in his mind, but now they were held back by this evil spirit and couldn't move a little, which was more troublesome.

He asked, "Where is the entrance to the underground palace?"

"Behind that low wall." The young castle owner said, feeling that it was too general after speaking, and added, "It's behind where Lord Xie is standing now."

Xie Tiao had just cleared the alleyway with the Thousand Machine Fan, and Chu Xiangwan took the opportunity to rush over, and he himself was also targeted.

Right now, he is only using the Thousand Machine Fan in his hand to restrain the evil spirits, so that they cannot approach in the gust of wind no matter whether they are solid or turned into black mist, but it is impossible to free up his hands to clear the way for them.

Zhou Yu looked at the low wall, wondering what kind of entrance would be behind it, and a trace of doubt slipped in his eyes.

The Lord of the Young Castle took his hand and explained to him the coming run so that he could be prepared.

The fierce beast in front of him stayed in the same formation with them. Although it was fierce, its claws pointed at Chu Xiangwan's lapel and did not make any further moves. The young castle master felt that he was getting used to it.

"Behind the low wall is the Bingdi Golden Lotus of Tantric Buddhism. Master Xie and I came out from there just now."

The young master said, licking his lips, "There are Mu Youshi, the master of Tantric Buddhism, and the little black unicorn in the underground palace. The master's apprentice is controlling the magic circle in the underground palace, and sent us up to find other people."

It turned out to be Tantric magic.

Zhou Yu thought of the golden lotus he saw when he entered the city just now, no wonder Xiang Wan could come and go freely in the city.

"We're going out." Chu Xiangwan heard him say, "And we're going to take this fierce one out as well."

The Young Castle Master nodded, he was only good at carrying out tasks, but not good at making plans—otherwise the whole warning situation would not have become such a mess as it is now.

Let Zhou Yu make the plan, as long as he follows through, that would be great.

"What are we going to do, brother?" he asked.

In this encirclement, all they have to deal with is one evil spirit who has a special obsession with his clothes, but when they leave the magic circle and go outside, they may face one, two, three, four, five, six or seven evil spirits.

Not everyone can be satisfied with poking his clothes with the tip of his claws like the one in front of him.

"It's very simple." Zhou Yu held his hand, with a smile on his lips, "I'll count to one, two, three, and when I count to three, I'll just rush out."

"..." Chu Xiangwan felt as if he had heard this sentence just now.

Beixie Nanzhou, are you two Pian Pianjia sons of the same name so simple and rude in making plans?

"Okay." But he still nodded, according to the plan of the two of them, once they went back and forth in the lane, it was two charges.

Zhou Yu: "The only thing to pay attention to is—"

Young Castle Lord: "What?"

The person behind him said softly, "Hold on to me."

After the words were finished, out of the corner of Chu Xiangwan's eyes, Chu Xiangwan saw a white veil flying out from behind with a "whoosh" sound, wrapping itself around the fierce man in front of him.

The white of the veil overlapped with the black of the fierce body, forming a picture of the confrontation between holiness and evil. The fierce roared and retreated, falling out of the encirclement.

The Young Castle Master looked at the white veil that made meritorious deeds, and remembered that this was the flying veil that landed on his head when he met his brother in the City of Paradise that day.

At the same time, Zhou Yu's counting in his ear also came to an end: "——three!"

The Young Castle Master's Cloud Dispelling Skill instantly improved to the extreme, and he grabbed the people behind him tightly and rushed out of the formation, rushing straight to the long alley filled with black mist.

Behind them, the flying yarn also let go of the evil spirit that was entangled by it, and quickly chased after them.

The holy artifact that has been full of moonlight on weekdays and only wears on the master's body to move and illuminate him has truly exerted its power at this moment, protecting the two of them in the surging black mist, and no trace of mist can get close to them body.

This is simply a mobile flexible magic circle!

The Young Castle Master pulled the people beside him towards him, and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist with one hand, letting him get close to him.

In the flying white gauze, he thought, even if he hadn't turned around to protect his brother just now, the flying gauze could still block that blow.

The person next to him being hugged by him is not someone else, but Mr. Yu, how could he not have a top-quality protective holy weapon to protect him?

It's just that Chu Xiangwan always thinks that he can't cultivate, and unlike other people who can protect him, his brother will need his protection in turn.

This thought made him brave, made him grow up, and made him forget that the person beside him was not an ordinary person.

The young castle master's charging speed was very fast, seeing that this lane was about to rush to the end, he had to reach Xie Tiao smoothly, and then take him back to the underground palace together.

However, when Victory was waving to him, there was a sound of war horse neighing in their ears.

After a few steps away, the expressions of Zhou Yu and Xie Tiao changed at the same time.

Chu Xiangwan looked to the side while running at high speed, and felt a gust of wind blowing by. This wind was different from the wind blown by Xie Tiao's Qianji fan. It was cold and full of the breath of death.

King Loulan, who was fighting the great priest at the other end of the alley, suddenly appeared in front of them for some reason, with the scimitar in his hand unsheathed, and swung at the two of them on his horse!

The veil flying in front of them was defeated by the knife, and was split into two pale moonlights in Chu Xiangwan's eyes. The knife continued to fall, killing both of them.

The young master's pupils contracted slightly. At this juncture, all he could do was to push away the person he was holding, and then block the knife with his chest.

Looking at the king in front of him who seemed to be made of the deepest night, while the young castle master was waiting for death to come, there was still a corner of his heart thinking that maybe he would stop when the tip of the knife touched his lapel like that evil spirit. attack.

But no.

The blood stained on his chest can fool the evil spirit, but it cannot fool the king of Loulan.

The blade was cold, and it was about to pierce the boy's chest. Zhou Yu was nearby, but he was unable to block the blade. Xie Tiao was able to block the blade, but he was still a few steps away, far behind!

Just when the point of the knife pierced Chu Xiangwan's bloodstained skirt and was about to sink into his flesh, a jade flute suddenly pierced out of the thick black mist!

The white jade met the blade, and there was a sudden piercing sound from the sound hole of the flute body, and the invisible sound wave impacted even Loulan King's movements to a standstill.

"go!"

The figure of Master of the Valley of the Miraculous Physician emerged from a gray mist, pulled Chu Xiangwan and Zhou Yu away from under the tip of the knife, and took him with him when he rushed towards Xie Tiao.

The four rushed to the low wall, and when they entered the sensing range of Jinlian, the young castle master came back to his senses and yelled Guocheng!

There was a flash of golden light, and the figures of the four shrunk at the same time, and they got into the lotus!