There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

The black poisonous gas penetrated into the crack of the dagger, and the sword was corroded clean with just one breath.

What a powerful poison!

Ye Qinghe was horrified, but he just pursed his lips. He still had no weapon in his hand, and he was forced into a corner by the woman. He was about to die here, but the woman suddenly stopped and looked him up and down. , said coldly: "For the sake of our mother-child relationship in the past, I will not kill you today, but you have to do one thing for me."

"What's the matter?" Ye Qinghe's nerves tensed, fearing that this woman would use some tricks.

"Hehe, you don't have to be afraid, I want to kill you, it's easy." The woman withdrew her attack, folded her sleeves, hid those poisonous hands again, took a step back, and said coldly: "Follow me."

Ye Qinghe was restrained by others, so he had no choice but to stand up and follow obediently.

The woman led him all the way away from the room, shuttled through the winding corridors in the courtyard, walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally stopped in front of a room door, the maid stepped forward and pushed the door open, but the woman did not go in, only Standing outside the door, he said coldly to Ye Qing: "Go in, there is a box in the middle of this room, help me open that box, and you can leave."

Ye Qinghe couldn't help frowning: "Is it that simple?"

The woman nodded: "It's that simple."

Ye Qinghe had doubts in his heart, but he had no choice but to walk into the room in front of him suspiciously.

There was nothing in the room, only a table of eight immortals stood in the center. Ye Qinghe walked over and saw a small box on the table.

I don't know what kind of wood the box is made of, the pattern is simple and simple, and the color is dark and shiny, as if it is often touched and played by people. Seeing it, Ye Qinghe felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

Just as Ye Qinghe was looking at it carefully, a woman's anxious voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and level it?"

Ye Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, then turned around to look, only to see that the woman who called herself his mother couldn't wait to step in half a foot.

However, some kind of enchantment was set up in the room, she just stepped in with half a foot, and the spiritual power in the room began to flow slowly, as if she was accumulating something.

And the woman didn't dare to go any further.

Ye Qinghe always felt that something was wrong, frowned slightly, and then looked up at the woman outside the door: "Are you sure it's this box? Just open it?"

The woman seemed anxious: "Yes, this is it, you just need to open it."

After hearing what the woman said, Ye Qinghe stretched out his hand towards the box.

Even though it was far away, the woman's rapid breathing could be heard outside the door. When Ye Qinghe just touched the edge of the box, the woman couldn't hold back and moved a little further.

However, it was just this little bit that suddenly angered the spiritual energy that was spreading in the air, and the harmless spiritual energy that was swimming slowly just now suddenly became intense, entangled together suddenly, and attacked the door fiercely.

The woman turned her eyes and quickly backed away. The spiritual power seemed to be blocked by something when it reached the door, and it hit an invisible barrier and dissipated suddenly.

A strong wind passed over Ye Qinghe's forehead, lifting the loose hair on his forehead. He blinked slightly, and suddenly realized something. He withdrew his hand that touched the edge of the box, raised his head and looked at the person outside the door with a smile. Woman: "You can't get in this house, can you?"

The woman suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Although she didn't speak, Ye Qinghe judged that this was indeed the case. He immediately relaxed, took a step back from the table, walked to the door with folded arms, and said with a smile, "Did you feel a little too anxious when you sent me in?" ? What is in this box? Must I be opened?"

"You!" The woman probably didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly. She was about to speak, but suddenly realized that the expression on her face was too obvious, so she had to hide the anger and anxiety on her face, and changed to a smile. He said to Ye Qinghe: "Just open it, as long as you open it, I will let you go. This thing has nothing to do with you, and it will not cause you any bad consequences. Just do it."

This condition sounds so tempting, but the more tempting it is, the more confused Ye Qinghe becomes.

There is always a voice in his heart telling him that the box cannot be opened.

What's in that box?

He couldn't solve the doubts in his heart, let the woman say all the good things, and stood still at the door for a long time. The woman became more and more anxious, and finally couldn't help it anymore. The pair of poisonous hands in her sleeves were exposed again, and said viciously: " Although there is an enchantment in this room that can stop me, if I consume five percent of my energy, the barrier will not be able to help me, and if I break the barrier, even if I only have five percent of my mana left, it will be more than enough to kill you!"

Ye Qinghe knew what she said was true, but still clenched his fists and refused to move.

Seeing that he really didn't move, the woman stepped in step by step, and the spiritual energy scattered in the air found the target of attack again, and all rushed towards the door again!

It's just that this time a circle of light gathered around the woman, which firmly blocked the spiritual power from the outside!

Ye Qinghe was forced to take a step back, and the woman took another step. He took two steps back, and his back fell on the table in the middle of the room.

"Open the box quickly!" The woman stood in front of Ye Qinghe, facing the backlash of the spiritual power in the room, and said viciously to him.

Ye Qinghe was forced to retreat, so he had no choice but to turn around again, and picked up the box from the table. He put his thumb on the edge of the box, and was about to open the box, but suddenly heard a clear shout outside the door. Voice; "Monster, don't be presumptuous!"

Ye Qinghe recognized the owner of the voice in an instant, he raised his head in surprise, and shouted loudly: "Teacher!"

But that woman's complexion changed drastically, she didn't turn her head to look, but stretched out to Ye Qinghe, her expression became more fierce: "Open the box!"

When Han Shu arrived, Ye Qinghe couldn't let this woman succeed, so he lifted the box high and threw it to the side!

With a bang, the box rolled into the depths of the room!

"You!" The woman was so angry that Ye Qinghe's face turned blue, and suddenly a long whip was thrown out of her sleeve, wrapping around Ye Qinghe's waist like a spirit snake, and then she gritted her teeth and flicked Ye Qinghe, and Ye Qinghe was severely beaten. Throw it out!

But at this time, the enchantment around the woman seemed to have reached its limit. When Ye Qinghe was thrown out, she was also hit hard by the spiritual power condensed in the room, and flew out from the door!

Ye Qinghe's hands were trapped, unable to move, he was thrown into the air and then fell hard. His body hit the ground heavily, shattering a bluestone slab. The pain instantly swept through all his senses, and Ye Qinghe couldn't feel it for a while. The existence of my own body, lying on the ground in pain, I didn't make a sound for a long time.