As soon as he turned around, he heard a voice behind him.

"Senior Shangguan, I'm late." Tingsheng was dressed in a black tights, his hair was a little messy, and even his tight trouser legs were cut several times by sharp objects.

His voice was low, but it was clear in the silence of the underground dark room.

Shangguan Xiu turned his head and bowed to him, "Hurry up." ”

Although it was strange how he made such an embarrassed appearance, now was not the time to ask.

Ting Sheng looked at the senior Shangguan who was unwilling to delay for a moment, and was silent.

The soul contract is guided by blood, and only the descendants of the soul master can find its true location.

He slashed through the abdomen of his right finger, and the bleeding fingers gripped the ruby fan. The Suzaku soul slept in it, lured by the smell of his blood, faintly showing signs of awakening.

Ting Sheng closed his eyes and felt the soul power overflowing from the red jade fan.

A pure red light lit up from the jade fan, and it was fleeting.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already determined the location of the soul contract on the formation.

Ting Sheng stepped into the formation, he frowned, his eyes becoming more and more solemn.

The soul contract was indeed dyed with other breaths, although it was faint, but when he was positioning, the sense of incongruity flashed and interfered with him, but fortunately, he stabilized his mind in time and forcibly requisitioned the remaining soul power of Suzaku to suppress it.

He silently suppressed the blood that was about to overflow in his throat, and the backlash in the Holy Beast Soul was even more serious than he had imagined.

There was a delay in the transmission of soul power on the Great Array of the Green Yao Protector Nation, and it was inseparable from this breath.

Ting Sheng bent down and stared at the pattern on the ground, the color was already very light, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was blood red, and there was not a trace of dust left in the area where the pattern was located.

Someone had just cleaned the dust for the Soul Pact not long ago, so the surrounding area was covered in dust, and only its location was clean.

Ting Sheng's gaze swept over the soul contract, and he caught a glimpse of the dusty area in the upper left corner of it, leaving a sentence.

It was an old tadpole-like phrase that he knew the meaning.

"I miss the reunion after a long absence, you can be fine!"

The tone of an old friend, luring him here, just to say a polite greeting?

He was familiar with the location of the soul contract, so he only wiped its area, and Ting Sheng couldn't figure out who this person was at all.

The soul pact is in the shape of a pentagram, and the ink splash in the center of it is out of place.

Only blood can interfere with the operation of the blood seal, and a drop of his new blood causes a delay in the soul power, which shows the strength of the person's soul power.

The underground dark room was very quiet, only the sound of Shangguan Xiu muttering to himself in the distance, Ting Sheng looked at the ink dot hesitantly, thinking about the solution.

If this ink spot is washed away with his blood, perhaps the soul contract will return to normal.

But he really rejected the bleeding, dissolved the dried blood spots of others, and with this black blood concentration, he wanted to bleed.

Because the soul master is sensitive to the souls of the world, the pain brought to them by the physical injury is extremely strong.

Ting Sheng was silent for a while, raised his right hand and pressed the center of the pentagram, and with the other hand completely unfolded the red jade fan, pinched the tail of the fan, put his forehead against the edge of the fan, and muttered a wonderful word on his lips.

The Imperial Soul language was obscure and low, and ordinary people would feel a sharp pain when they heard the ear drums, and Shangguan Xiu was too far away from him, so he felt that he could speak directly.

Usually with a musical instrument in his hand, he will always convert the Imperial Soul Language into music, but today he finally coaxed Meng Jue to find Chen Xiaolazy and them, and the white jade flute was also taken away by his little soul attendant, saying that it was to prevent him from delaying to meet him and use it as a collateral bargaining chip.

And when he left the village, he only brought the most convenient red jade fan and white jade flute with him.

The soul contract, which had been silent for many years, faintly emitted a faint red light, and the palm of Ting Sheng's hand against the black dot rose with wisps of black gas.

He wanted to purify the strange soul power attached to the black dot with his own power.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the black smoke that appeared on his palm quickly dissipated into the air, but then rose again, showing no sign of disappearing at all.

Ting Sheng's face became more and more pale, he tensed his body, not daring to make any slight movements, and if he was slightly distracted, maybe the black soul power that was being reduced would penetrate into the air to fight back against him.

After another period of time, he sensed that the last trace of black gas had vanished, and he could no longer control it, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It just happened to spill onto his right hand in the center of the pentagram, and with a few hisses, blood dripped from his raised fingertips onto the black spots, bursting with a burst of lightning lightning.

The last traces left by the black dots are completely gone.

A wry smile overflowed from the corner of Ting Sheng's mouth, but he still couldn't avoid bloodletting.

He sat still, closed his eyes and recuperated from the wounds he had inflicted.

The dim underground dark room isolates time, the handsome young man with his eyes closed, the old man in white who has lost his blood-colored lips, walking back and forth, looking tired but his eyes are getting brighter, they are guarding the last line of defense for this city-

When Ting Sheng opened his eyes again, in the distance, Shangguan Xiu took off his blackened white gloves, just ending the inspection of the last normal.

He stood up and walked forward, "Senior Shangguan, are there any traces of external interference found on the big array?" ”

Maintaining a high level of concentration for too long, Shangguan Xiu's brain throbbed slightly, and he coughed lightly, "No, all the lines of the whole formation have not been changed as the original trajectory." However, near the end of the last line, someone dug a piece directly into the ground, causing a gap in the line, which I have repaired and is now fine. ”

He rubbed his temples and asked, "Where are you, can you find anything strange in the soul contract?" ”

Ting Sheng bowed, "Someone has been here and interfered with the soul contract, and now I have expelled it. ”

After Shangguan Xiu rested for a while, the two set off to return.

On the way, Shangguan Xiu has walked through the hidden levels for the second time, so the cracking speed is faster. He suddenly remembered the embarrassed look of Ting Sheng when he came, "Did you encounter anything before, why did you make such a mess?" ”

He added, "If there is a secret, I don't ask." ”

Seeing Shangguan Xiu calmly breaking through the level of the crossbow wall, stepping on the special stone bricks under his feet without any mistakes, which was completely different from the state of avoiding the dense rain of arrows when he came, Ting Sheng smiled helplessly, "When you solve the level of this way, ......"

Shangguan Xiu was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you." ”

He was a little sorry, no one had entered the Great Formation in Gulan Villa for many years, so he completely forgot to tell Ting Sheng how to break the danger along the way.

However, he didn't know anything, and he was able to come to the dark room where the final National Protection Array was located with his own strength, what a good young man.

Out of the dark room, the bright daylight outside made them squint, and they didn't know how long it was below, but it turned out to be the next afternoon.

The exit and entrance are not in the same place, this is an alley, just a short distance from the imperial city.

It was still raining outside, and a lush tulipwood tree stretched out from the wall on one side of the alleyway, and a few pools of stagnant water were littered with nameless flowers and leaves.

(To be continued, my best friend's new book "Absolute Shu" has been put on the shelves, and those who like the story of the pure ancient Jianghu Dynasty can go and see it, my best friend's words are more beautiful than mine.) ）