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The words left by Nan Lichuan when he left kept echoing in Shen Qiancheng's mind, and the previous dynasty was a treasure...... Why did Mo Qingjue give himself so hastily?

Just when Shen Qiancheng was fascinated by the moon, Nan Lichuan was wandering on the street back to the palace, and there was only a woman dressed as a maid by his side.

"Why did Niangniang come to Zhennan Wangfu late at night? If the mother wants to see the Shen girl, announce her into the palace. The maid walked down the cold street and couldn't help complaining.

Hearing this, Nan Lichuan's face flashed with heaviness, and he said softly, "This palace announced that she was in the audience, and she can't do anything to her if she doesn't see this palace." In this way, you will lose face in vain.

After listening to Nan Lichuan's words, the maid's brows furrowed slightly, and she asked softly, "But why is the queen so concerned about this Jianghu woman?" ”

Hearing this, Nan Lichuan paused, looked at the little maid on his side slightly, but smiled silently.

The maid was silent when she saw Nan Lichuan's deep eyes, and hurriedly bowed her head and said, "It's the slave who said a lot." ”

Nan Lichuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he slowly turned his head and continued to walk forward, Shen Qiancheng is the person who Gongzi ordered to take care of Haosheng, can she not care?

In the Northern Desert, Mo Qingjue and Nanjia are hiding on the mountain peaks outside the Xixiang Bamboo Garden, looking at a bamboo forest under the mountain from a distance.

At this time, Yu Yuanyue was not in Xixiang Bamboo Garden, it was originally a good time for Mo Qingjue to enter the Bamboo Garden to investigate, but for some reason, Xixiang Bamboo Garden was full of Bon formations, with the ability of Mo Qingjue and Nan Jia to break the formation, it was impossible to break it without more than ten days of research.

That's why the scene in front of them appeared, Mo Qingjue and Nan Jia each held a map of the Bamboo Garden in their hands, circled the place where Yuyuan Yue was arranged, and carefully compared it on the mountain peak.

"Qingjue, what kind of Bon formation do you say this old witch Yu Yuanyue is stepping on her own territory? The Bon formation is no matter whether it is close or not, and you will see blood when you enter the formation. Nanjia looked at the map in front of him and couldn't help but start complaining.

Mo Qingjue's dark eyes sank slightly when he heard this, and he said lightly, "Yu Yuanyue must be sacrificed to his subordinates, this Bon formation is the most difficult to break, and you can't enter it without a living sacrifice array, but once a living person is sacrificed, the people in the Bon sect in Xixiang Bamboo Garden will definitely be alarmed, and then Yu Yuanyue will know that we have been to Xixiang Bamboo Garden, if the body of the Moon Worship Queen is really inside, Yu Yuanyue will also quickly transfer, and it will be even more troublesome to find it when the time comes." ”

After listening to Mo Qingjue's analysis, Nan Jia sighed deeply, "This Yu Yuanyue is really vicious, sacrificing the living?" Is she still the former leader of the Cult of God? ”

"You also know that it was the former Divine Sect, and the current Bon Sect is no longer the Bon Sect of the past, especially Yu Yuanyue, the Bon Sect she wants to recover, I'm afraid it is already a Demon Sect." Mo Qingjue looked at the map in front of him and analyzed it without being salty.

"But if this formation is not broken, how can we go back to the Lord and give it to the Lord?" Nanjia's female face was full of sorrow.

"Who says it can't be broken?" Mo Qingjue calmly put away the map and stood up, and said with a smile.

Listening to Mo Qingjue's words, Nan Jia stood up from the ground with a thud and looked at Mo Qingjue in surprise, "Do you have a way?" ”

Mo Qingjue glanced at Nan Jia lightly, and said in a low voice, "The Bon formation is actually the same as the blood sacrifice array in the Changhai Snow Plain, both of which are sacrificed with the blood of living people, the difference is that the Bon formation is to sacrifice blood every time you enter the formation, and the blood sacrifice array is to sacrifice tens of thousands of living people when the formation is arranged, so if you want to break the Bon formation, you can only sacrifice living people." ”

"But aren't you afraid that Yu Yuanyue will find out?" Nanjia asked in a deep voice.

Glancing at Nan Jia, who was frowning, Mo Qing unconsciously brushed the white hair in front of his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "I remember...... Didn't you study spiritualism? ”

Hearing Mo Qingjue's somewhat gloomy voice, Nan Jia couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said softly, "I'm good at soul dementoring, what do you want to do?" ”

He didn't use it again after he used Soul Dementorship to confuse Shen Qiancheng to no avail, but now that Mo Qingjue mentioned it, he remembered that he still had the ability of Soul Dementorship.

"Naturally, after breaking into Xixiang Bamboo Garden, you used soul dementorship to erase their memories." Mo Qingjue thought about it carefully, it would take ten days to break that formation, he didn't have that time now, he needed to fight quickly, and Nan Jia had a soul dementorship, so this matter became simple.

"Erase memories? It's easy for you to say, do you know that I'm not only going to sell my hue, but I'm going to ......"

"You just have to tell me, okay or no?" Interrupting Nan Jia's words, Mo Qing said lightly threatening.

Hearing the danger in Mo Qingjue's tone, Nan Jia snorted angrily, and finally succumbed to obscenity and nodded silently.

When he came to Xixiang Bamboo Garden, Mo Qingjue glanced at the dense bamboo forest around him, and threw in two prisoners who were pulled out of the cell in Beimo Town, only to hear two screams, and there were no two people in the bamboo garden, and a bloody atmosphere quickly spread.

Seeing this, Mo Qingjue's eyes sank, and he tilted his head behind him and explained to Nan Jia, "Follow my footwork." ”

Nan Jia was stunned when she heard this, and then nodded slightly.

Glancing at Nan Jia lightly, Mo Qingjue slowly turned around and began to walk along the formation route, avoiding many deadly traps.

Walking to the depths of the bamboo garden, he heard the sound of small footsteps in front of him from a distance, Mo Qingjue's footsteps paused slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming, we have to hurry out of the formation." ”

Despite the panic in his heart, Nan Jia nodded heavily and quickly kept up with Mo Qingjue's pace.

When he walked out of the bamboo garden, he met a Bon man holding a long sword.

One of the white-shirted women stepped forward slowly, pointed her long sword at Mo Qingjue, and asked in a cold voice, "Who is here?" Why trespass on Xixiang Bamboo Garden? ”

Looking at the woman in white who was no more than ten in front of him, Mo Qingjue glanced at Nan Jia lightly.

Nan Jia was slightly stunned, and then stepped forward resignedly, and the thin layer of sweat on his forehead made him look even more glamorous and moving.

I saw Nan Jia straighten the black hair on his chest, his eyes shot straight at the woman opposite, and the ethereal echoing voice seemed to come from ancient times.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... My name is Nanjia...... It's a pleasure to meet you......" Nanjia opened her thin lips and whispered softly.

Nan Jia's voice fell, the whole courtyard was surprisingly quiet, and the women opposite were all sluggish, looking at Nan Jia's beautiful female face, and muttered, "Nan Jia......"

Nan Jia nodded with satisfaction and said softly, "What's your name...... Can you tell me......"

All the women shook their heads in unison, "I don't know ......"

Nan Jia's eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and a pair of charming eyes had their own light, and a wall of light seemed to be formed between him and those women, making people feel that they were in it, and they were at a loss.