Chapter 193: Arrangement

"Alright, Master, I've already sent someone out to find them, so you can rest assured!"

Seeing Yunqing nodded, Xian Yao closed the door and left the room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Besides, after Yunqing was protected, the black-clothed palace and the others planned to return to the original place and deal with Fengyu and the others, but when they walked to the original place, they saw the black-clothed man who fell to the ground.

The black-clothed leader looked at the people who had already fallen to the ground in amazement, not knowing under what circumstances the group of seriously injured people could put this group of people down and escape.

A subordinate on the side woke up an unconscious man in black and asked, "What is this reverse?" ā€

"We've been tricked into a plot, and by the time we react, it's too late."

"What about the group?"

"I don't know, we were still there before we passed out, maybe we were rescued."

When the leader of the men in black heard this, he was furious and scolded: "It's all a bunch of waste! A group of seriously injured people can show you what else you can do! ā€

"Your Excellency, please calm your anger, it's really that the opponent is too cunning and unprepared." As he spoke, he took out a small piece of incense stick in his hand that had not been lit and continued, "I have already checked the ingredients in this incense stick just now, it contains a lot of spices that can numb people and make people drowsy, and it smells only faintly fragrant, which is easy to make people think that it is a floral fragrance." It's no surprise that they'll be hit by this. ā€

"I didn't expect that these people who claim to be righteous people would actually use these indiscriminate methods." The black-clad leader said with a smile. The person next to him listened, just smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.

The black-clad leader finished saying that, and then stood there watching his men wake up the fainting men one by one. At this time. One of the men on the side said, "My lord, I think it's better for us to get out of here first." I don't know if the people from the paradise will chase it out. ā€

"Yes, my lord, we have broken a lot of people now. There are so many wounded. If you really get caught up, I'm afraid it won't be good! ā€

The black-clothed leader thought for a while, then said, "Take all the people, and we'll leave at once!" ā€

"Yes, sir." Everyone said in unison.

And after Feng Yu and the others found the hidden cave, they began to heal there. Everyone's injuries were not light, there was no way to move anymore, and there were not many healing pills beside them, so they could only rely on some of Xiao Zilan's stored pills. And Xiao Zilan himself was also seriously injured, and there was no way to continue refining the pill. Therefore, the elixir on their bodies is very limited, and their situation is also very critical.

Yaoyao struggled to run out of Xiao Zilan's arms. She didn't dare to come out just now, although she was powerful, she couldn't face those black-clothed people with one as ten, if she appeared, it would only increase the danger of Xiao Zilan and others. Therefore, she stayed in her arms.

When Xiao Zilan took out the incense stick. She also helped to cover it up so that the men in black who stayed behind would not find out.

Yaoyao hovered above Xiao Zilan's head, constantly sending her aura and repairing her internal injuries. Enabling her to get better faster.

It took a long time for Xiao Zilan to move and let out a long breath. Her internal injuries were almost repaired. All that's left is for it to fix itself.

She looked around, and hurriedly got up to check on Feng Yu and the others. Several of them have suffered internal injuries of varying degrees to a greater or lesser extent, but the medicine on her body is not enough now. And the place they are in now is not suitable for alchemy. If someone suddenly breaks in, several people will have to die.

She first picked up Ning Xianxue, who was the least injured, and asked her to take the pill, and at the same time used her spiritual power to help her repair her injuries. It took a while for her injuries to ease and she came to her senses.

"You take a break and then breathe yourself. The rest of your injuries are not very serious, but you need to rest and recuperate. Xiao Zilan said to her.

Ning Xianxue was a little out of strength because of the overuse of spiritual power, and she couldn't speak, so she just nodded, indicating that she knew, and closed her eyes again.

Then, Xiao Zilan healed Feng Yu and Qiu Ming again, and it took a long time before it ended.

In this way, their injuries were alleviated, and Xiao Zilan breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged and began to breathe for himself.

Speaking of this end, Xian Yao sent people out to find Feng Yu and the others, and at the same time began to prepare for the next things. The day when the witch spirit will create a god is not far away, and it will take a lot of effort to stop her. Although she has asked several great families to help, who knows what the outcome will be? In the end, it's just a matter of ability.

Thinking of this, Xian Yao called someone in and said, "Pass this letter to Mo Yu and tell him that it's time to move." ā€

"Yes." The man went down.

Xian Yao looked at the sky outside the window, and there was a tendency to be stormy. She thought to herself, it would be good if she could avoid this level, and then looked at the divination hexagram on the table, and the chance of success was five or five points.

At the same time, the black-clothed hall was also very busy with preparations.

"Are you all ready?" The witch asked.

"It's all ready, Ancestor. According to your orders, we have set up a large array in the former valley of the Land of Death, and at the same time set up nine dragon pillars, and the monks of the sacrificial array have also taken care of it. Nothing could go wrong on that day. ā€

"That's good." The witch said, and then she asked, "How is that man?" ā€

"Back to the words of the ancestors, according to your orders, three meals a day will be provided as usual, but a little medicine has been added to the meals that make people's spiritual power unable to condense. And we watched him eat every day. ā€

"Alright, you go down first." The witch spirit waved his hand, and he was not in the mood to teach the palace emperor, and his heart was immersed in his emotions.

"Yes." The emperor answered, and prepared to retreat.

Before he could take two steps, the witch spirit stopped him again: "Wait and take me to see him." ā€

"Yes, Ancestor." The Emperor answered, and led the witch spirit to the place where the man was held.

As soon as the stone wall was opened, the witch saw the man sitting in the middle of the room, chained. She waved her hand at the emperor and said, "Okay, there's nothing for you here, you go down first." ā€

The palace emperor answered, and hurriedly left this place. He didn't know who this person was in this room, but he knew that this person's strength was high, otherwise the witch spirit would not have let people put scattered spirit powder in his meals every day, so that there was no way for him to condense spiritual power.

And seeing that the ancestor attaches so much importance to this person, these two people must have something to do with each other. It's just that he's not good at asking too much. If the old ancestor was angry for a while, then the unlucky one would definitely be him and no one else.

After the palace emperor left, Wu Ling slowly spoke: "Ace, long time no see. ā€

The man looked up at her before he said self-deprecatingly, "yes, long time no see." ā€

Hearing this, Wu Ling didn't know what to say for a while, and the two fell into silence for a while.

In the end, it was the witch spirit who spoke first: "You, are you okay?" ā€

The man laughed self-deprecatingly, shook the chain that was locked to him, and said, "Do you think this is good?" ā€

The witch spirit didn't know what to answer him for a while, so he said, "If you want, I can let you go." ā€

"Let me go? To put it lightly, why haven't you been so kind for so many years? ā€

"Do you have to speak to me in that tone? Anyway, we used to ......."

"What was it? Witch Spirit, you are embarrassed to speak, but I am embarrassed to listen. I remember all the things you did back then. I will always remember who caused me to be where I am now! Why, you think I speak in a bad tone? I would also say that I have been very restrained in doing so. If your spirit will not hear, do not appear before me. ā€

Wu Ling took a deep breath and said, "You can't blame me for all the things back then......

Before the witch spirit could finish speaking, he was interrupted, and Si Ce shouted loudly, "I don't blame you? Who's to blame for that? Do you blame me? ā€

As soon as this sentence came out, both of them were stunned, and they stopped for a long time before he continued: "Yes, blame me, blame me for not saving your life in the first place, so that now you end up like this." ā€

"Ace, don't say that."

"Enough, I don't want to hear you anymore. Let's go, I'm just a prisoner now, and I don't deserve you, the eldest lady, to greet me! ā€

"Ace......" The witch spirit wanted to say something, but finally held back. She glanced at Si Ce nostalgically, and said again, "You stay here aggrievedly for a while, and after this time, everything will be fine." ā€

With that, the witch opened the stone wall and left the room.

However, Si Ce, who was sitting in the middle of the room, raised his head suddenly, thinking carefully about the last words of the witch spirit.

After reading Si Ce, the witch spirit returned to his room. She sat down and took out a secret scroll from her storage bag, which was the secret scroll of the witch clan that recorded the method of creating gods.

The Wu clan regards this secret method as the highest forbidden method, and ordinary people should not try it lightly. However, she has come to this point, and it is absolutely impossible not to use this secret method.

She spread out the silk roll, looked at the secret method on it, and muttered, "Come on, it's almost over." Woe to the wall, and soon everything will be calm again. Everything in the past will be like that brilliant fireworks, with that sound, disappear in the night. (To be continued.) )