In the water curtain cave on the shady side of Tianzong Peak. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ghost Face sat cross-legged on the stone platform, and suddenly a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the wine jug in front of him also shattered. The seven black-robed people sitting under the stone platform also vomited blood and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground clutching their chests.

"Senior Brother!" Ji Long immediately ran up to support the ghost face, "Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ghostface waved his hand weakly, gasping for breath.

Ji Long rubbed his chest anxiously, and the ghost face couldn't control it and let out two mouthfuls of blood, which stained his and Ji Long's clothes red. Ji Long hated that his spiritual power was too low to help a little, he looked back at Shen Qing, who was leaning against the entrance of the cave in a daze, but after all, he didn't ask for help. His second senior brother has always been very strange, always looking stunned, as if he was contemplating or he was simply wandering. The four of them have grown up together since childhood, and they should be the most intimate, but no matter what happens, the ruthless second senior brother will always stand outside the crowd and watch them struggle on the edge of life and death, and never lend a hand, even if he can do it by raising his arm.

The master doesn't like him, and the senior brother doesn't like him either, only the little junior sister loves to revolve around him, but he doesn't get the slightest response, and the second senior brother is always trying his best to ignore them. So Ji Long didn't like this second senior brother either. It's just that I don't know why, the master obviously dislikes him so much, but he can always forgive him in the end, and he never thought of expelling him from the master's door for a hundred years.

Shen Qing leaned against the entrance of the cave, his eyes fixed on one point, and his face was expressionless. If you look closely, you can see that he is not really in a daze, but on the contrary, he has noticed with his keen insight a phenomenon that everyone has overlooked—a fragment of a wine jug slowly floating with a faint light. The shards hung in midair, the light fading in all directions and slowly becoming blurred and transparent, and finally disappearing without a trace.

Everything in the cave was the same, nothing had changed, but Shen Qing always felt that something was different. Confused, he stepped forward, but stopped near the shard. A brutal force struck him in a overwhelming manner, suppressing him so much that he was so breathless that even his back bent uncontrollably. His head seemed to be being torn apart by countless large hands, and the pain was consuming him.

In the cave ten miles away, only Yun Mo and Murong Lingfeng remained. Yun Mo sat on the ground for a while and glanced at the slowly passing hourglass, and then looked at the little boy beside him with his eyes slightly closed.

Murong Lingfeng guided the fragments to levitate between her hands, and the thick spiritual power continued to pour into them at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fragments glowed as they were nourished by the spiritual power. The light gradually expanded, shining blindly, and Yun Mo was forced to turn his head and not dare to look.

Yun Mo here was immersed in rich spiritual power, although he couldn't open his eyes, his body felt very comfortable, as if the meridians of his whole body had been opened, but over there, Shen Qing was suppressed and was about to go crazy. It so happened that an unnoticed vibration hit Shen Qing's soul hard, tearing his heart and lungs and rescuing him from the boundless oppression.

Shen Qing fell to his knees panting on one knee, and when he looked up, he found that no one had noticed this. Everyone gathered around Ghostface, worried about his injuries, as if the power of suppression did not exist, and the impact never came. Shen Qing suddenly realized what was going on, turned around and ran out.

In the panic, Shen Qing kept an eye on it and did not run directly to the cave, but after passing through two or three caves, he dodged and hid behind the boulder at the entrance of the cave, he recited the heart mantra and tried to calm the restless breath in his body. How powerful would this person's spiritual power be if he could cast such a domineering illusion just by using anti-media? If it weren't for that impact, he would have been drowned in the illusion forever until he died.

Away from the illusion center, Shen Qing's five senses were slowly recovering, and he vaguely felt that there were many people outside the cave, but they all hid their aura and did not attack it. This further confirmed Shen Qing's conjecture that the Holy Prince's move was intended to save the hostages and then encircle and suppress.

Thinking of the little junior sister who stayed with the hostages, Shen Qing moved but never got up. It's time to teach them a lesson.

Shen Qing thinks that he is not a good person, but evil people also do something and do nothing, and he cannot agree with this kind of coercion of young girls and children. What's more, if you want to fight with the Holy King with the anxious IQ of the ghost face, you can only lose it. He didn't need to go to the cell to occupy any more space.

Feeling the vibration, in addition to Shen Qing and Xie Jiaojiao in another cave, the two caves were connected but there was also a certain distance, and the illusion did not affect here.

Xie Jiaojiao obviously felt the ground trembling under her feet, and with a loud bang, she fell to the ground without standing firmly. Xie Jiaojiao got up in annoyance, and lay unconscious on the ground with a big belly girl is whipping, "Dare to trip Miss Ben, I will cut off your feet and feed the dog in a while!"

Song Xiao was tied to the stone and couldn't break free, seeing her so vicious, she couldn't help but curse twice, "At a young age, I have a femme fatale's heart, and sooner or later I will be punished!"

Xie Jiaojiao's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and whipped at Song Xiao, Song Xiao's shoulders immediately opened flesh, and blood stained his coat red, and he was even more embarrassed at the moment. However, he grinned, suppressed the moan on his lips with the pride of the Song family, and shot at Xie Jiaojiao with sharp eyes, "What, annoyed and angry?"

"You!" Xie Jiaojiao raised her hand to whip again, but when she thought of her senior brother's advice, she held back her anger, "Anyway, you won't live for a few hours, and Miss Ben is not as knowledgeable as a dying person!"

After speaking, Xie Jiaojiao stopped paying attention to him, and walked away in the cave with light steps. From time to time, he whipped the child who was already too frightened to cry, and his face was full of smiles of enjoyment. Song Xiao was so anxious that he grinded his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

Suddenly, the mountain began to shake again. This time it was even more violent than before, and it lasted longer, Xie Jiaojiao leaned against the mountain wall with a nervous expression, was there an earthquake?

Song Xiao also calmed down, looking at the top of the cave thoughtfully, he seemed to have encountered this situation.

With the bottom of his heart, Song Xiao's face hung a disdainful smile, and his eyes squinted at Xie Jiaojiao contemptuously, "What's the matter? The dance on the top of the mountain has become a dance on the top of the mountain and scared yourself, eldest lady, you are really impressive!"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Xie Jiaojiao said angrily.

Song Xiao simply leaned against the stone, looking like a ruffian, "Did you feel the mountain trembling just now?"

Xie Jiaojiao nodded defenselessly, "Yes, Miss Ben won't care about you if there is an earthquake!"

Song Xiao sneered, "I didn't feel any earthquakes and landslides or anything like that, it was just that you danced the wrong dance step and shook yourself!"

Xie Jiaojiao obviously didn't believe his nonsense, "You're lying, the mountain is trembling just now!"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the others," Song Xiao raised his chin towards the only little boy who wasn't crying, "Hey, little ghost, did you feel the vibration just now?"

The little boy looked at Song Xiao and then at Xie Jiaojiao, and shook his head gently. Song Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Oh, I heard it." ”

"This can't be!" Xie Jiaojiao was skeptical, turned to the other child and threatened, "Say, was there an earthquake just now?"

The child could only cry, and the louder she scolded the child, the louder she cried, so angry that Xie Jiaojiao swung it over again, leaving a bloody mark on the child's white and tender arm.

Now the children's cries are even stronger, and they can't stop one after another, not to mention Xie Jiaojiao, even Song Xiao is a little irritated when she listens.

"Don't cry! I'm annoyed!" Xie Jiaojiao whipped and smashed a big stone, "Whoever wants to cry, I will kill whomever I want." ”

At this time, Song Xiao looked like he didn't care about himself, leaning on the stone and humming a tune.

Xie Jiaojiao had already believed most of it, but she didn't understand that she had been dancing for more than ten years and had never made a mistake, so how could she suddenly feel a shock. Song Xiao's humming made her even more puzzled, "How do you know the song of the mountaintop?"

Song Xiao pursed his lips, and Gao Audi raised his chin, "Back then, the first beauty of Southern Chu, the county lord of Li, created a mountaintop dance on the top of Yilan Mountain, but in fact, the dance on the top of the mountain was not completed by the county lord of Lijun alone. Murong Yu, the head of the Murong family, Fuqin, the eldest lady of the Su family, Su Jinling, played the drum, Nangong Yan, the little princess of Nanchu, and Ouyang Feifei, the princess of Wu, danced with swords to create such a good story that has been passed down to this day. You said that as Princess Wu's favorite godson, I don't know the song of the top of the mountain? Even the young master of the dance on the top of the mountain has done his best to pass on the true inheritance of his godmother, and his dancing score is not bad. “

"Bragging!" Xie Jiaojiao didn't believe it.

Song Xiao was anxious, "How can Young Master Ben brag! Young Master Ben will ...... now" He excitedly wanted to take two steps forward, but the rope stopped him, like a basin of cold water poured down from the top of his head, Song Xiao suddenly lost his arrogance, "That's it, that's it." Believe it or not, anyway, Young Master Ben can't prove himself now. ”

"The Dance on the Mountaintop is not as simple as you think, the world thinks it is just a spectacle, but it is not. In fact, the dance on the top of the mountain is a set of beautiful and powerful exercises, only know that the dance steps do not understand the trick will feel the ground shake like you, fortunately you met me and stopped in time, otherwise it won't be long before you will go crazy and go crazy. Song Xiao couldn't move his hands and feet, and his mouth was not idle, "Only by combining the heart trick with the correct dance steps is the real dance on the top of the mountain." ”

Song Xiao said that Xie Jiaojiao became more and more excited, she thought for a while, took off the small flute around her neck and blew it, and four big scorpions immediately crawled in the hole, and under Xie Jiaojiao's order, they circled around Song Xiao. Xie Jiaojiao stepped forward to untie the rope on Song Xiao's body, "This cave is big enough, isn't it? It's useless to just talk about it, you can also turn around twice to let me see the real dance on the top of the mountain." Dance well, Miss Ben will beg the senior brother to intercede in a while and spare your life," Xie Jiaojiao patted Song Xiao's face with a smile, "Don't try to play tricks, there are hundreds of poisonous scorpions around here, you can't run away." ”

Song Xiaoman didn't care, and began to turn his heels when he moved his hands and feet, and then played a set of boxing methods heartily.

Xie Jiaojiao watched more and more impatiently from the side, and the whip in her hand couldn't bear to pull out, "Are you sincere?"

"What's the hurry!" Song Xiao dodged the whip, "I've been tied up for so long, my hands and feet are numb, and I can't move!

Saying that, Song Xiao pressed his legs and stretched his tendons, tapped his toes, and spun and jumped with beautiful dance steps......

Xie Jiaojiao's eyes turned around with him, and the messy clothes made Song Xiao's mountaintop dance a little more decadent and beautiful, not only Xie Jiaojiao was stunned, but even the children stopped crying and opened their eyes one by one, for fear of missing an action.

If Xie Jiaojiao was just skeptical about the letter just now, now she is completely convinced. Song Xiao's dance steps are slightly similar to what she has learned, but the gestures are very different, smoother, lighter, more beautiful, and intoxicating.

Song Xiao smiled at Xie Jiaojiao, turned to Xie Jiaojiao's side without stopping, and took her hands and danced with him. Xie Jiaojiao was so ashamed that she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Song Xiao held her tightly.

"Aren't you going to dance on the top of the mountain? hurry up, don't try to play tricks!" Xie Jiaojiao's voice softened a lot.

Song Xiao grabbed her waist and lifted her up and turned around three times, "How can this be a trick, this should be called romance, aren't you happy?"

It was the first time that a boy of the same age was so close, Xie Jiaojiao's little heart was about to jump out, "I...... I ......"

Another spin, Xie Jiaojiao completely fell into Song Xiao's arms, her eyes were facing each other, her ears were filled with Song Xiao's soft humming of the song of the mountaintop, everything around seemed to have disappeared, only the two of them remained, drunk and confused.

There was a loud bang, bringing Xie Jiaojiao back to reality, and the roof of the cave mysteriously began to drop dirt and slag. Before Xie Jiaojiao could figure out what was going on, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and she fell to the ground with a scream. Song Xiao mercilessly broke her wrist, threw her backhand over the shoulder, slapped her face down on the ground, and pressed her head with her knees, completely imprisoned, without any pity.

The two scorpions closest to them rushed towards Song Xiao in a rage, but they were smashed by the rocks that fell from the top of the cave.

Di Ting jumped down from the hole above his head, and the hammer in his hand smashed into the back of a scorpion, which was instantly shattered.

The last scorpion was subdued by the little boy, he lay on the scorpion's back, gritted his teeth and played ruthlessly, the scorpion jumped and tried to throw him off but could not succeed.

Di Ting picked up the little boy and kicked the scorpion away, and the black cavalry on the opposite side swung his knife and split the scorpion in half, leaving his head in a different place. Di Ting touched the little boy's head and gave him an approving look.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, the dust settled, and the situation in the cave was already turned upside down. The Black Cavalry tied Xie Jiaojiao tightly with iron chains and escorted her back from the cave before.

There were a lot of people brought by Di Ting, and they were all well-trained elite soldiers, each performing their duties, carrying the children and girls to evacuate quickly.

"Brother Ling," Song Xiao smirked and wanted to ask for praise, but was slapped on the head by Di Ting.

"Let's talk about it when we go out, your brother is still waiting outside. ”

As soon as Song Xiao heard Song Ye's name, he was immediately stunned, and was taken to the top of the cave by Mu Ling under his arm. Di couldn't help but comfort when he heard the child's wilting, "Don't worry, you can't hide from this beating!"