Luo Binhe shook off the ashes on his mask, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

A strangely shaped picture appeared on the ground, a charm to be exact.

"This is, the spirit clan's retreat. ”

Luo Binyang got serious.

When Luo Qianqian saw the pattern of the charm, he only felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Spirit Clan, is it the family of the concubine?"

"No, at most, she is just a handmaiden of the Spirit Clan. ”

Seeing the tremendous power of this spell with his own eyes, Luo Qianqian shuddered.

Just a maid can have this kind of powerful explosive power, as well as the mysterious beauty technique at the beginning.

How powerful should the true master of the Spirit Race be?

What secrets are hidden in the legendary spirit race?

"If you want to know where she fled to, you have to calculate the location of the fire escape technique. ”

Luo Binhe got up and spread his hands helplessly.

"We're not good at this thing, let's go, go find that kid Ye Qianxun, he should have a way. ”

"Now he doesn't want to pay attention to us. ”

"My brother hasn't had a concubine for so many years, so it's good if you don't settle accounts with us. ”

Luo Binyang's slender sword eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The two brothers suddenly saw their sister crouching intently in front of the charm.

"Shallow ......"

"Don't speak. ”

Luo Binyang stopped Luo Binhe and watched the little sister's movements thoughtfully.

I saw Luo Qianqian pick up a branch of dead wood and write and draw on the ground.

And her expression at this time was solemn, and her eyes faintly flashed with light.

Luo Binyang and Luo Binhe glanced at each other, hiding the darkness under their eyes.

In a few moments, the spell pattern on the ground took shape.

A drop of blood automatically dripped from Luo Qianqian's fingertips.

Rumble!

A dull thud, accompanied by a crackling and burning sound, rang out in the cramped cell.

Luo Qianqian was awakened by the tingling pain in his fingertips.

She looked down at the strange scene in front of her, there was no flame burning, but she could feel the temperature and sound of the flame.

"It's out. ”

The three of them looked to the ground, and the spell formed the shape of a landscape.

"It's ...... Lanruo Temple?"

Luo Qianqian looked at it carefully and said: "It is indeed the back mountain of Lanruo Temple." ”

Luo Binyang's expression was subtle, and he casually waved away the traces of the spell.

"Let's go, go to Lanruo Temple and have a look. ”

On horseback, Luo looked at the fingertips that had broken a small hole in confusion.

She accidentally opened the door of the earth yesterday and rescued Chen.

Today, he drew a spell uncontrollably to unlock the direction of the fire escape technique.

It seems that as long as she concentrates in front of these mysterious and mysterious things, she will unconsciously draw the corresponding spell.

It seemed to be engraved in her mind, but she couldn't capture it.

The journey to Lanruo Temple was exceptionally smooth.

It's still the same place as usual, and the incense is in full swing.

The host, Zang Feng, was talking to a beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and luxuriously dressed.

The beautiful woman was surrounded by two well-trained guards, surrounded by men in regular clothes, looking around vigilantly.

Obviously, the identity of a beautiful woman is not simple.

Zang Feng saw Luo Qianqian and bowed to her slightly.

The beautiful woman looked at him, but her eyes did not make any waves.

The three brothers and sisters handed over the horses to the little monk and walked to the back mountain on foot.

The terrain behind the temple is steep, and there are hardly any house buildings, except for a few fruit trees planted near the halfway up the mountain.

There are traces of fruit picking on the ground.

Luo Binhe became vigilant, he drew his long sword and walked in the front.

"There are wild beasts on the mountain, donors be careful. ”

Suddenly, a childish voice stopped them.

Looking back, it was a handsome little monk.

Luo Qianqian remembered that he was a little monk with Zang Feng when he came to ask for Buddhist beads the day before yesterday.

Luo Binyang chuckled and explained, "It's okay." ”

Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, the little monk went down the mountain.

Walking to the cashew nut tree in the middle of the mountain, a strange birdsong sounded overhead.

Luo Binhe looked up with his sword, and a flaming red bird about the size of a sparrow hovered above them.

The feathers of the birds are extremely bright, and in the light of the sun, they glow with a dazzling blood-colored light.

Luo Qianqian thought about his previous life, and saw pictures and descriptions in ancient books.

"Isn't this bird a Vermilion Bird?"

Luo Binhe sneered, disdainfully chasing away the noisy birds overhead.

"The Vermilion Bird is a legendary ancient divine beast, and it is also a sacred object worshiped by the Spirit Clan, but these are all legends, how can the dignified Vermilion Bird be so big in the palm of his hand?"

"What the second brother said is, Qian'er, since you can draw spells, what special feelings do you have now?"

Although Luo Binyang passed the topic, the birds above his head seemed to understand Luo Binhe's words.

It chirped twice and flew to the top of the Lobin River, puffing a lump of guano droppings.

Fortunately, Luo Binyang's eyes were quick and he pulled him.

It was not showered by bird droppings.

The little thing ran away and flew up the mountain.

Luo stared at the small figure of the bird flying lightly and said, "Follow it." ”

Luo Binhe said indignantly: "Lao Tzu has to roast it today!"

After speaking, he used light skills, and caught up with the little bird in a blink of an eye.

But after all, the little bird flies, hovering for a while and flying low violently, its sharp beak snatching away the two hairs of the Luobin River.

The feathered bird hovered in mid-air, as if it was deliberately showing off in front of the Luo Bin River.

Such a humane bird, Luo Qianqian is the first time to see it.

Sure enough, after the bird saw Luo Qianqian following, he continued to run forward.

Leaving behind the angry Lobin River.

"Little brute, Lao Tzu plucks your hair!"

The little bird took the three of them to a cave, chirped twice, lowered himself and flew in.

The cave was dark and dark, and it was clear that the entrance to the cave was facing the sun, but there was no light at all.

Luo looked at the ground shallowly, and there were scattered blood stains on the ground.

The little bird flew out again, circled around Luo Qianqian, and flew in again.

Luo Binyang said in a deep voice: "Be careful, Yan Ji may be inside." ”

"Exactly. ”

Luo Binhe said that he was about to go inside, but was blocked by a small bird.

He grabbed the little thing fluttering his wings, "Don't worry, I'll roast you right away." ”

There was a stabbing sound, and the smell of barbecue came.

Luo Binhe let go of the little bird with a painful cry.

The little bird flew out of Luo Binhe's hand intact and fluttered its wings in front of Luo Qianqian.

The smell of barbecue seems to come from Luo Binhe's palm.

"Second brother, why did you roast yourself?"

Luo Binhe's expression was ugly, "This dog thing will also set fire." ”

Luo's shallow eyes narrowed, she suddenly stretched out her hand, and the little bird obediently landed in her palm.

"Be careful!"

Luo Binyang reminded nervously.

But the little bird was very well-behaved, and rubbed Luo's shallow palm with his little head.

Luo Qianqian looked at the eldest brother and the second brother who was blocked back, and seemed to understand something.

"Big brother, you and second brother are waiting for me here, I'll go in and have a look. ”