Chapter Twenty-Three: The Blood Sacrifice Secret Deepens the Old Dagger
Jinpa sobbed and didn't dare to look back, but he couldn't hear a trace of movement behind him, and turned around tentatively, but saw Qi Shengxuan looking at him, staring at him with a pair of star-like eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info The night breeze sneaked through the window, the aroma of wine lingered on the tip of his nose, Qi Shengxuan stretched out his hand and stroked Jinpa's cheek, and his voice was low and immersed in tenderness: "It was Qi who offended the girl's name that day, and it was Qi who shouldn't have been." ”
Jinpa's heart was shocked, and he avoided King Qi's palm a little abruptly, lowered his head and said, "It's okay, Jinpa, I didn't take it to heart." ”
King Qi seemed to be drunk, pillow fox fur pillow, the room was full of candlelight warmth, Jinpa raised his head, and said seriously: "But everything will pass, Jinpa has now found the most precious thing, I hope that King Qi Hongfu Qitian, and there is a true dragon bloodline, he will be able to make his wishes come true." ”
Qi Wangwu smiled, but he didn't answer.
But it was said that at this moment, nine feet underground, ten percent of the immortal power had been transported immeasurably, but it still couldn't open the secret door of the dragon. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and it was nearly an hour of incense. Su Mu drew immortal power to come to his aid, and said tentatively: "It's useless, this door is in formation, you and I can't open it with strength." Heh, the mechanism in this secret passage also has some kung fu. ”
It turned out that King Qi was about to attack when he pushed the door, Su Mu quickly recited the invisibility trick, and the immeasurable immortal trick failed. Gritted his teeth and said, "Su Mu, are you still blocking me at this moment?" ”
Su Mu smiled: "I am selfish for a while, so I will take you to find Pu Jia, you and I are enough, and we don't have to implicate Jinpa in this difficult trip." ”
Wuliang paused: "Do you know where Pu Jia is imprisoned?" ”
Su Mu shook his head: "I don't know." Seeing that he was immeasurable and anxious, he added, "The Tianyan hexagram shows that the formation where Pu Jia is located is heavy, heh, you can know it when you think about it." ”
Luohuang City is at the junction of heaven and man, and its spiritual power is extremely strong. The formation relies on sucking spiritual power for a living, and where the spiritual power is the best, where is the place where Pujia is imprisoned.
Wuliang nodded slightly, reciting a heavenly formula, Ling Yu at the top of the Jade Garden. Although the stealth trick was obscured, the immortal power still caused the leaves to rustle. Wuliang closed his eyes and suddenly took out a dagger with cold light from his side, and made a deep blood mark on his wrist. The blood beads flowed down, and a cumbersome spell was recited, and the cold light of the blade flashed, and he slammed his eyes: "Pu Jia!" ”
"Pu Jia is locked up in a dungeon nine feet below the Jade Garden. There is indeed a blood pool of two dragons playing with pearls in the prison, and I think it is a sacrifice to the roof. Wuliang gritted his teeth: "I should have made a blood sacrifice earlier, and I cried for a few more days." ”
Su Mu frowned: "Is this blood sacrifice trick child's play, one point for exploring the enemy, three points for self-injury." Don't rush to use it again in the future. ”
Wuliang smiled bitterly and said, "If it weren't for this blood sacrifice technique, how could I find out the location so quickly." I can't care about it anymore. Moreover, I do not feel any pain, because the dagger was given to me by the tree. ”
The two of them carried the law, and went to the ground in stealth form. Su Mu had the leisure to raise his eyebrows and asked, "Gifted by Pujia?" The Pujia Fairy Magic Weapon is a lotus stem, how can I give you a dagger? ”
Wuliang lowered his head and stroked the dagger, and the tenderness on his face flashed: "You don't know that this dagger was given to me by her when she was not yet an immortal." ”
"At that time, in the fourteenth year of Kangjian, the seventh life in the book of life and death. It was the first time I met her. ”
Countless thin needles flew to his side, and the tunnel was dark with twists and turns. The tip of the needle actually flashed with blue light as if it had eyes, and it poked straight at the two of them. Seeing that he was about to pierce the flesh and skin, Su Muyun sighed with his spiritual power: "It turns out that there are still such mechanisms hidden in this tunnel, it is really thoughtful." Oh, carving insect skills. ”
Wuliang didn't care, and went on: "At that time, I was ordered by the Immortal Emperor to send the book of life and death to the king of Yama, and the road was long, and I was bored all day and rolled my eyes a few times, and I saw the life of Pu Jia at a glance. It is the life of extreme yin, the nine clans are all destroyed, and they are gone at the age of twenty. ”
At that time, Pu Jia was not called Pu Jia, she was the young lady of the Xia family in the fourteenth year of Kangjian. The Xia family was rich and wealthy, and even the southern tour of the Son of Heaven at that time also handpicked the Xia family's garden as a place to escape the summer. is also this wealth, which provoked all the people to be beheaded. The situation in the court is changing rapidly, the hostile Ruan family handed over the song wat to the Xia family to inform the Xia family of treason, letters and secret guard evidence, Pu Jia was only six years old at the time, the holy decree is coming, the mother risked death to entrust the little girl to send the child out, who knew that the little guy was greedy for life and afraid of death, the front foot took 10,000 pieces of silver, and the back foot sent the Pu Jia to the door of the Ruan Mansion to ask for a reward.
The old man of the Ruan family quietly accepted this seven-year-old little girl, with a femme fatale-like mind. actually sent Pu Jia to the dark guard, and after ten years of polishing, Pu Jia became the best killer of the Ruan family and the sharpest knife of the Ruan family.
She lives on the knife every day, taking people's lives and stabbing her hands. At the same age as a flower, he was dyed with blood in the shadow of the sword and sword. She didn't know where she came from or who her parents were. I only know that if I kill more people and take more rewards, I can escape this cage as soon as possible. It's just that she dreams back in the middle of the night, and more and more bloody corpses ask her for their lives. She woke up from her dreams again and again, and there was no end to such a dark day.
Until she broke out in a cold sweat in her midnight dream, opened her eyes, smiled immeasurably, and leaned against the head of her bed.
Her face was cold, and she spat out coldly: "Are you here to seek revenge?" Which master sent you here? ”
Wuliang shrugged his shoulders and sighed indifferently: "I'm not here to seek revenge, I'm just here to have fun." ”
Pu Jia made a flying knife into a daze, the cold light flashed, and a wisp of black hair fluttered to the ground, and her voice was cold: "If you know each other, go quickly." ”
Wuliang felt a little interesting: "The little girl is not very old, why is she so ruthless?" With a flash in his hand, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and he smiled and approached her: "Let me do the math, you are sixteen years old this year, your birthday is in February, and you have been in this Ruan Mansion for ten years." ”
Pu Jia's eyes were shocked: "You? How do you light the lamp? How do you know this? ”
The immeasurable smile is even better: "I am an immortal body, and I am a supernatural power." Little girl, do you want to know, when will you be able to get out of the sea of suffering? ”
Pu Jia lowered her head: "I don't want to." You go quickly. ”
Wuliang was a little surprised: "How can you be in the sixteenth grade, so stubborn?" Have you seen the geometry of the great world out there? Then it became clear: "It's my negligence, you have been living in exile since you were a child, and you have never been a good girl's family for a day." ”
Pu Jia smiled awe-inspiringly: "The immortals are here to make fun of me?" ”
Wuliang shook his head, "Don't get me wrong, today is the begging festival." Ordinary girls are going to go to the light market, do you want to go? ”
Pu Jia covered her head with a quilt: "I don't want to." ”
Suddenly, the room was full of lights, hundreds of lanterns were hung on the beams of the house, and some vendors set up stalls to sell lively, and the girl held hands and pulled the handkerchief to look at her sweetheart. The fireworks in the room, Pu Jia poked her head out, so shocked that she couldn't speak. Wuliang stood in the crowd, the black clothes were luxurious and deserted, holding a folding fan at random, and he smiled:
"You don't want to go, so I have to move the light market."