And at the feet of Xiaobai, the original top of Huqi Mountain, there is a big hole six feet wide, deep but more than a zhang, Xiaobai dug such a big hole in the hard mountain peak between his gestures, this Taoism is already shocking, but if she looks at the nine-tailed sky fox of her thousand-year-old Taoism, it is not unexpected.

It's just that Xiao Bai obviously didn't run to the top of this mountain to dig a hole late at night, and slowly fell from mid-air, her eyes never left this cave, and the white figure floated directly into this deep pit.

Once she entered the deep pit, Xiaobai's body suddenly became extremely slow, as if something invisible was supporting her body under her feet, and she also stared closely at the pit wall of this big pit, looking intently through the faint starlight in the sky.

The fair-skinned slender hand pressed on the rough stone wall, forming a sharp contrast, and there was a strange feeling, but Xiaobai didn't notice this, she just followed her palm, slowly descended along her body, and looked carefully at the pit wall.

What caught my eye was a blue-gray stone wall, rough and hard, and cold to the touch.

Then, as Xiaobai's body slowly descended, her gaze also slowly fell, and it fell a foot, still blue-gray rocks, without the slightest change, exactly the same as the mountain rocks that could be seen above and everywhere in this world.

She continued to descend, her white palms resting on the rock wall, and she fell gently, two feet deep, still the same blue-gray hard rock.

Three feet...

Four feet...

Five feet...

Nothing has changed, it is still such a hard rock, and the cold feeling seems to have been passed down for thousands of years, and now it suddenly sees the light of day, emanating coldly from the rough surface of the rock wall.

Xiaobai's face did not have any expression, her body was still falling gently, and after a while, suddenly, her eyes lit up, and her body immediately shook in mid-air and stopped.

On the rock wall six feet deep from the ground, next to her white palm, at last, the first abnormality appeared on the hard rock.

A faint red streak, like tiny streaks of blood, appeared on the stone.

Xiao Bai stared at this tiny red mark for a long time, and suddenly a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then her body slowly fell down, her eyes still continued to stare at the stone wall.

Sure enough, as her figure gradually declined, there were more abnormalities in front of her eyes, which should have been the harder and more difficult and blue-gray rocks that were going down, but at this moment the small cracks on the stone wall were slowly increasing, and the color of the stone gradually deepened, slowly turning red, the red marks were more and more, and the color was getting deeper and deeper, after reaching the bottom of the pit more than a zhang deep, Xiaobai slowly turned around and looked, in front of her, it was already a rock wall as red as blood, thick cracks could be seen everywhere, and around her, the rock wall was no longer a cold breath, but exuded a strong bloody gas。

That shocking blood red, that kind of horror that will want to devour people!

Xiao Bai's eyes showed disgust that could not be concealed, he snorted coldly, his body moved, and the white figure soared into the sky, flew out of the cave, and landed on the ground next to the deep pit.

The starlight in the night sprinkled and fell again on her white figure, like water, washing away the nightmare-like scene just now.

Xiaobai's face was indifferent, he took a deep breath, and looked up at the sky in the face of the night wind blowing in the distance.

After a while, she suddenly smiled coldly and whispered to herself: "For thousands of years, there have always been some people who don't know the height of the sky and want to do something stupid, what will happen to them, let's take a look together, hehehehe..."

The cold laughter fluttered gently in the night wind, gone with the wind, I don't know which corner of the world it drifted to, and under the night, in the starlight, that white beautiful figure, still standing on the top of the mountains, facing the wind, with a bit of amazing beauty of the world, standing lonely and lonely.

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Thousands of miles away, the same lonely and silent night.

On the small bamboo peak of Qingyun Mountain, the night wind was howling, the bamboo waves were gusting, Lu Xueqi sat up slowly from the couch, this night, she couldn't sleep somehow.

Tossing and turning, for whom?

She got out of bed gently, without shoes, and walked on the ground with her bare white feet, and a chill came from the soles of her feet, and the ground was as cool as water.

She walked to the window, stretched out her hand and pushed it open, and the starlight in the sky flowed like water waves, and suddenly sprinkled in, reflecting her beautiful face even more brilliantly.

Lu Xueqi quietly stared at the stars in the sky, motionless.

In such a late night, are people from afar also under the stars?

Did the faint starlight shine on him?

She stared at the starry sky silently and never moved again, as if she was expecting something.

The starlight is faint, but it seems to be eternal, seeing all the vicissitudes of the world, and seeing through grievances and hatreds.

Maybe, tomorrow will be fine...

She thought so quietly in her heart.

What will tomorrow look like?

Nobody knows.

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"Boom!"

At the head of Huqi Mountain, the wind and clouds change color, and the sky descends to the thunder, exploding in the sky!

The wind blew away the smoke and dust of the boulders, and the world was gloomy and solemn!

The cold stone room in the cave of Huqi Mountain, the ground and the stone walls were trembling in the violent earthquake again, and the rocks fell one after another, but the ghost king was unconscious, at this moment, his eyes had turned blood-red, extremely weird.

In the trembling stone chamber and the falling stones, he slowly raised his right hand to look, and in the palm of his right hand, at this moment, a blood-red inscription clearly emerged from the flesh and blood, shaped like an ancient tripod, vigorous and powerful, with a bit of weird color.

The ghost king stared closely at the tripod-shaped inscription in his hand, and after a moment, he laughed slowly, and his laughter was full of violence, with a bit of madness, even hysteria...

"It worked, it worked... Finally succeeded!ahh

He gasped deeply, his voice had already become hoarse, the muscles on his face were twisted, and his face was as red as blood, which looked very strange.

Suddenly, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and in an instant, a powerful force burst out from his body, and he could almost see the tiny little blood beating like a tiny lightning in his hand, and the surrounding stone walls also seemed to be pulled by a huge force, and instantly collapsed a large piece of it, and the stones flew sideways.

"Hahahaha... Hahaha..."

In the midst of wild laughter, with madness and pride, the ghost king walked towards the entrance of the stone room, but at the entrance of the stone room, he suddenly stopped, and in the madness and violence on his face, he suddenly showed a little hesitation, and his body moved slightly, as if he wanted to turn around and see something.

Behind him was Baguio's quietly lying body.

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