"Alas. ”

The sound came from nowhere, and it sounded like it was coming from all directions, and some of it sounded like it was coming from a mural, which was very majestic.

And it was this voice that sounded in Zhao An's ears with a strong sense of sadness.

From the first mural to the last one, although the meaning and story of each mural are the same, in Zhao An's opinion, no matter how the servant betrayed, he was always the most trusted and closest person to the master.

Otherwise, the man would not have been unaware that the servant had entered the bedroom with a knife, and would not have given his back to the other in the final fresco.

If you are replaced by yourself, facing such a dilemma, I am afraid that your first reaction and action is to swing your sword to protect the other party, and kill the sword-wielder behind the servant first!

And the two groups of people before, I'm afraid that what they entered was not the real gate, what was waiting for them, Zhao An didn't even have to think about it.

The passage was opened for a very short time, and as the wall began to close slowly, Zhao An did not hesitate anymore, and hurriedly rushed into the small opening of the wall.

As the wall closed automatically, what Zhao An saw in front of him was a dim corridor, very narrow.

Even if Zhao An walked in it alone, some places were a little crowded, and he had to turn sideways to barely pass.

The more he walked in, the darker it became on both sides, and in the end there was not even a trace of light, even if Zhao An opened his divine sense, he could only see the distance of five steps in front of him.

"Click, click, click......"

Zhao An's footsteps came, and it was inevitable that people would sound a little nervous in this silent corridor. Every time he took a few steps, Zhao An involuntarily looked behind him a few times, as if he was afraid that the footsteps would lead to something.

But fortunately, there were no dangers along the way, and there was no danger. I don't know how long I walked, but a faint light the size of a soybean grain suddenly appeared in front of Zhao An's eyes.

Although the light is weak, it can give people a very strong call and hope in the darkness!

At that moment, Zhao An did not hesitate, and the whole person accelerated his pace.

Seeing that the light was getting bigger and brighter, at the end of the corridor, a stone cave appeared.

Below the stone cave is a dark bottomless pool, and in the stone wall above the pool, there are more than a dozen huge spirit stones.

What Zhao An saw just now was the light reflected by the spirit stone shining on the water in the pool.

Zhao An raised his head and carefully looked at the dozens of huge spirit stones above his head, and the idea of cutting them off and keeping them for himself came to mind.

But as soon as this thought flashed out, it was instantly denied by him.

This stone cave looks extremely ancient, I don't know how many years it has been born here, and the dozen or so huge spirit stones are even more rooted in it, if he forcibly digs down those spirit stones, I am afraid that his stone cave will have to collapse and collapse.

In front of him, a stone bridge about seven feet wide spanned both sides, connecting the two sides of the stone cave through the black pool.

Zhao An pondered for a moment, and his divine sense looked towards the waterhole. But there seemed to be some prohibition in the water, and only a very shallow layer could be seen.

If you want to pass, you can only take the stone bridge, and there is no second way.

Zhao An thought about it, and as soon as he grasped the gravitational technique in his right hand, several small gravels on the ground were caught in his hands in the air, and then Zhao An threw his right hand forward, and the few small stones suddenly hit the stone bridge, and then "crackled" a few times, bounced on the stone bridge, and bounced seven or eight times before stopping.

Seeing that there were no strange things on the bridge, and there were no other mechanisms, Zhao An cautiously stepped on the stone bridge and walked forward step by step.

This stone cave is not big, and after walking for only a dozen breaths, Zhao An arrived at the opposite side of the pond.

"This is too smooth, isn't it?" Zhao An looked back at the stone cave, scratching his head a little strangely.

Although he was really surprised that there were no accidents along the way, it was too abnormal. Especially when he walked in the middle of the stone bridge, he was always apprehensive, always feeling that a monster would emerge from the waterhole on both sides.

He looked at the waterhole with great curiosity, although he was full of curiosity about the bottom of the waterhole, Zhao An would not be bored enough to make trouble for himself.

Bent down, burrowed into a small gap in front of the stone cave, after Zhao An walked out of dozens of steps, the scene in front of him made him "chuckle" in his heart, his right hand almost subconsciously slapped the storage bag, and the five fingers that he didn't want to think about slammed forward!

In an instant, I saw several colorful rays of light suddenly shoot out from his storage bag, and almost at the same moment, they were suspended in several places around him, showing a protective momentum!

At the same time, eight golden long swords spun in front of him, and immediately formed a sword formation, with the tip of the sword pointing straight ahead.

I saw that in front of Zhao An, there was a row of people kneeling!

These people's heads were deeply bowed, their clothes were worn for an unknown period of time, they were already in tatters, and their hands were firmly tied behind their backs, and they knelt on the ground as if they had repented and atoned for their sins.

In this environment where Yongchang is as quiet as death, there is suddenly a row of people, no matter who it is, I am afraid that my heart will tremble, and Zhao An is naturally no exception!

But slowly, Zhao An looked at those people with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

Although he could clearly see these people with the naked eye, no matter how he felt, the surrounding environment was always only his breath, and there was no second person.

That means that otherwise, if these people in front of them have cultivated an extremely advanced Dao technique of concealing aura, they are not living people at all!

Zhao Anxin was puzzled, and gently pinched out a pillar of wind and touched one of them.

His use of spiritual power and wind has almost reached the realm of perfection, and this pillar of wind is extremely smooth, like a ring, without any blades.

The man didn't react at all.

Zhao An looked at these people in front of him in disbelief, and manipulated the wind pillars to touch them one by one, but without exception, there was no reaction.

There is no breath of ......

Zhao An's brows furrowed slightly, and he stepped forward cautiously, reaching out and touching the person closest to him.

The tentacles are cold, and it is not at all the temperature that a living person should have.

"Startle me......" Zhao An let out a long breath, and in the fluctuation of his mind, the spiritual light around him turned into arc light again, and it flashed and disappeared into the storage bag on his waist.

But despite this, Zhao An still kept the Sanfan Sword in his hand, and as long as there was a slight mistake, he immediately sacrificed the sword array.

"The more it looks like a grave. For some reason, such a thought suddenly popped up in Zhao An's mind.