Chapter 150: The Seventh Highness of Metamorphosis

Yan Jiu walked on the way back, Ah Shi poked his head out of the spirit beast bag, saw that Yan Jiu, who was preoccupied, did not make a sound, and drilled back again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yan Jiu didn't reply to Che Lao, in her opinion, although the country of the sea and his party were important, they were not important enough to put their lives on the line.

However, Yan Jiu did not refuse, but said that he would give Che Lao a reply in three days.

Yan Jiu walked and stopped, until the four began to darken, and then he realized that the sky had darkened for some time.

The night of the castle in the sky is particularly beautiful, and the bright firelight reflects the whole castle as if it were day.

It was about the disappearance of the city lord's fiancΓ©e, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

In addition to the hurried passers-by, there were more patrol soldiers in silver armor and riding unicorn winged horses.

Yan Jiu was not very interested, because for some reason, she suddenly missed Qingyan a little.

Yan Jiu stopped, and in front of her was the place where she met Yu Xue Shu during the day, and the tower behind her was what Xiao Jie said, "the most familiar and affordable place in Sky City".

Yan Jiu decided to go and have a look.

The tower is typical of the style of the castle in the sky, with white boulders built into a pointed tower, and the crystal flowing four-horned lantern hangs from the tower, reflecting a delicate fountain of a six-winged Pegasus at the door.

Yan Jiu stood beside the fountain, and the sound of music came through the brown door studded with copper nails and various colored gems.

But Yan Jiu didn't enter, and always felt that this "lived" place was a little weird.

Not to mention that there is not even a waiter at the door, just to say that the laughter in this door is like eating a "half-step with a smile", which makes people feel uncomfortable when they listen to it.

However, Yan Jiu didn't hesitate for long, and saw a woman running out of it in a panic, she was wearing a translucent black gauze dress, her blonde hair was loosely tied behind her head by two hostas, and only a few strands of sideburns were scattered.

I saw that she hadn't run a few steps before she screamed and fell to the ground.

It was only then that a pair of her feet, hidden under the gauze skirt, were revealed.

I saw that the instep of the feet was white and tender, but the soles of the feet were charred and swollen, as if they had been burned by something hot.

"Help me."

The woman saw someone standing outside the door and whispered in the direction of Yan Jiu.

"Take me to the lord of the city, please."

Yan Jiu has seen a lot of deception in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and when the situation is unclear, it is better to be careful.

She didn't rush forward, but she still couldn't bear the woman's foot injury, she pinched between her fingers and performed a "small healing technique" on the woman's foot.

As a god, Yan Jiu, even if he performed the lowest-level "Small Healing Technique", it was almost to the realm of "flesh and bones", but it was useless.

The wound was still the same wound, just like Yan Jiu's spell had failed.

But Yan Jiu's spell will not be invalid.

"It's useless! That demon has cast a spell on us, take me to the city lord, only the city lord can stop him! ”

"Huh~" A chuckle came from the door.

"Those who don't dance are not qualified to leave."

"Ahh The woman who had fallen to the ground suddenly let out a terrible scream.

Her already scorched and swollen feet twisted in the opposite direction in front of her eyes, and the crisp sound of her muscles and bones tearing and breaking was clearly heard.

Yan Jiu hurriedly stepped forward to check, but no matter what method she used, it was useless.

The bones of her feet were still reversed, and the woman lay on her lap and wailed in pain.

She stretched out her hands and grabbed Yan Jiu's arm tightly, and her voice was broken like an old bellows.

"Go and tell the lord of the city, please go and tell the lord of the city, there are many sisters in there, and the man is a madman! It's a madman! ”

"What the hell is going on?"

"He came, he made us dance, he made us laugh, and as soon as he stopped, he ...... Only...... Yes! ”

The man screamed, and the dancing feet were torn off from their ankles and fell bloody on the corners of her skirt.

"Ahh Yes! ”

The woman wailed hoarsely, her eyes widening as she clutched her torn feet.

"You devil! Demon! The lord of the castle will not let you go! You don't have to die well! Come to a sticky end! ”

"What a pity," the voice said, as if admiring the scene in the dark.

"I'm afraid you can't see it~"

As soon as the voice fell, the woman's hairpin head exploded in front of Yan Jiu, and the scattered red and white splashed on Yan Jiu's sleeve.

Yan Jiu frowned, she looked at the half-open door in front of her, and for the first time she had killing intent.

She took off her coat and laid it over the bloody corpse in front of her.

"I don't know who you are, but I want to avenge you."

Yan Jiu got up, her eyes were blood-red, and she stepped on the blood splashed all over the ground, walking towards the tall tower.

"Oh, here comes another one."

On the luxuriously decorated seat, His Royal Highness the Seventh, who was wearing a dark green brocade robe and a smiling mask, drank the wine in the cup, but handed a wine cup to the side with the other hand.

"Don't you even open your eyes to see? It's all very interesting......"

When Yan Jiu pushed open the door, he saw such a scene.

Countless dancers dressed in light gauze and long hair were dancing and laughing loudly, sweating profusely, and the sweat that fell soaked the light gauze clothes they were wearing, outlining a slender ketones.

It was only at this time that Yan Jiu knew that the "most affordable and comfortable" place in Xiao Jie's mouth was similar to the existence of the Qinglou Chu Pavilion.

But the scene in front of me not only does not show the slightest ***, but it makes people unbearable to look at it directly.

For at their feet were scattered countless burning coals, and their naked jade feet stepped on those burning coals.

The charcoal fire bakes the smell of blood and burnt flesh, which makes people smell sick.

But no one dared to stop, and no one dared not laugh, for everyone who stopped was dead.

As the devil who drank and had fun on the seat said, "Jump, you may be able to get out, but if you don't jump, you will not be able to get out." ”

They don't have a choice because they want to live.

Yan Jiu's brows furrowed, not because of the tortured dancers in front of her, but because of the two people sitting on that seat watching, she knew each other.

Or maybe the cooked twist is one of them, and it is the fate that has not been seen since the tomb of the Immortal Emperor.

Yan Jiu's blood-red eyes flipped several times, but they finally covered it.

Yan Jiu knew the fate, obviously not the culprit who did such a ridiculous thing, on the contrary, if it was according to his Virgin White Lotus's temperament, he should do his best to stop it.

But the fate in front of me is just sitting there and reciting the "mantra of death" with his eyes closed, that is to say.

He couldn't stop the man next to him.

Even the monks who can't be stopped by fate, this is a bit of a weighing.

More importantly, Yan Jiu looked at the male cultivator on the high seat, wearing the mask of a Funian doll.

She doesn't understand this person's cultivation.

As an incarnate god, Yan Jiu couldn't see through the cultivation, which could only mean that this person was from the upper realm, and even more, Yan Jiu saw something more terrifying than the demon lord in this person...... (To be continued.) )