Chapter Seventy-One: The Return of the Blood Prince

The two talked and talked, and after a while they came to the top of the fairy peak, where the scenery was magnificent, the top was not pointed, but flat, as if cut by a sharp sword, and on which sat a palace, simple and solemn.

Wei Liang smiled: "The architecture here is good. ”

Zhao Guangdao: "This is created by the founding patriarch, and it is naturally extraordinary. ”

Wei Liang nodded, but now is not the time to watch the flowers and admire the moon, and exclaimed: "Master, Wei Liang asks to see!" ”

The voice echoed around for a long time, but no one responded.

A bad premonition appeared in Wei Liang's heart, he came to the door of the hall dozens of meters high, knocked hard a few times, and there was still no movement inside.

Zhao Guangdao: "Uncle Bai is profound, she doesn't need you to knock on the door, she can find out just by standing here, she hasn't responded yet, she shouldn't be there." ”

"Absent?" Wei Liang was silent for a long time, only a wry smile, the territory of the sect is vast, comparable to a city, since the master is no longer here, how to find her? Seeing the sun set little by little, his time was running out. But he didn't give up, because he was gambling with his life, although the rules of the game this time were relatively relaxed, and there was no punishment for death, but since he came to the Scarlet Tower, he had to hold the mentality of never giving up, if he lost all his sharpness, even if he was lucky enough to get through this game, he would be eliminated in the next death game. He took a deep breath and said to Zhao Guang: "Let's go look for her." ”

Zhao Guang asked, "Do you know where Uncle Bai is?" ”

"I don't know."

Zhao Guang said helplessly: "How can I find it?" Why don't we just wait for her here. ”

Wei Liang forced over, stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "If I sue you, the blood prince will come to the door before dark, and everyone in our sect, including you, including me, including the master, including the master, will not be able to escape, and will be corrupted by the sea of blood and become the unjust soul inside, will you have a sense of urgency?" ”

Zhao Guang saw that what he said was serious, and said with a forced smile: "Senior Brother Wei, don't scare me." ”

Wei Liang knew that no matter how slow he continued, it would be useless, his face showed a fierce face, and he roared in a low voice: "Go, go to my master and ask her to close the formation, this is our only way to live." A second-rate formation vainly trying to stop the power of the Blood Boy is simply a fool's dream. ”

Although Wei Liang's strength is weak, but the power accumulated for many years is still there, Zhao Guang saw that he was angry, so he naturally did not dare to disobey, and hurriedly sacrificed his flying sword and soared into the air.

On the way, Zhao Guang secretly observed Wei Liang while holding the sword, and when he saw that he had calmed down, he asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Wei, is what you just said serious?" ”

"Absolutely."

"Why did the Blood Boy come to the door?"

"Because I killed his maid." Wei Liang paused and said, "Strictly speaking, I didn't kill it, I just had bad luck and was framed, all in all, he must kill me, and by the way, kill the people of the whole sect." ”

Zhao Guanghu said suspiciously: "Then how do you know that the blood prince must come before dark?" Why doesn't he come now? Why not come tomorrow? Why not the day after tomorrow? ”

Wei Liang opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say. What do you want to say? Could it be that he is actually not a person from this world at all, I was just teleported by Taling to complete a game, and I have already died here three times, once by poisoning, once by falling to death, and once by the blood son?

No, it can't be said that, it's not that the secret of the Crimson Tower is so important, but once he said that, Zhao Guang really thought that he was a madman who went crazy.

So he had no choice but to put on a straight face again and reprimand him as a senior brother: "Nonsense! ”

"Okay, I won't ask, let's go find Uncle Bai." Zhao Guang was trained one after another, with a gloomy face, and secretly said How can Senior Brother Wei be so absurd today, just like a different person, could it be that the cultivation of that miraculous skill guide is out of mind?

Among the 100,000 Taoist systems, Xuanzong said that it was not big, and it was not small that it was small, and there were one hundred and eighty peaks alone, and there were countless caves, and it was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find Bai Rumeng before sunset.

The end is obvious, they failed.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Wei Liang's face, indicating that his end was approaching.

Zhao Guang still rode the wind, urging the Fa Guide for a long time to be really weak, panting and asking, "Senior Brother Wei, can we still find it?" ”

Wei Liang sighed lightly and said, "Don't look for it, it's too late." ”

Zhao Guang smiled: "What do you mean it's too late? This is a discouragement. You are in your prime, and Uncle Bai is also free of illness and disaster, and there will be opportunities to meet in the future. ”

"You don't understand."

"I know, you're worried that the Blood Boy will slaughter me, but how is that possible? Referring to Xuanzong and his injustice in the past, there is no enmity in the near future, the eight wilderness ** is vast and boundless, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, how could the blood prince find us? Zhao Guang said with relief: "In my opinion, you have been practicing too frequently recently, and the spirit of the guide is too nervous, so there are many hallucinations." Senior Brother Wei, this matter has to be prevented! This is a precursor to the demonic heart of the Dao, in my humble opinion, don't practice that weird exercise first, take a good rest for a while, travel around the mountains and rivers every day, and recite the "Ice Qing Jue" at leisure, and you will get better soon. ”

Just as Zhao Guang was nagging, a red cloud appeared in the West.

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Look, what is that?" ”

Zhao Guang turned his head to look at it and subconsciously said, "Huh? It's a beautiful sunset, I haven't seen such a red sunset for many years, it's like ......"

His writing is not very good, and he is thinking about what words are more appropriate to use.

Wei Liang said, "It's as red as blood." ”

"That's right!" Zhao Guang applauded and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful scenery, you should really calm down and watch it carefully." ”

"I hope you can keep such a good attitude later."

After a while, Zhao Guang saw that something was wrong and asked, "Strange, why is that red cloud getting closer and closer?" ”

Wei Liang lay on the grass leisurely, looked at the pure sky, and said lightly: "Don't think so much, enjoy the last good time." ”

He didn't care much about life and death, but after experiencing three deaths, he saw it even more lightly. In any case, he had tried, although these efforts were in vain.

A moment later, there was a loud bang, like rolling thunder, a great earthquake trembled, and the mountain peaks swayed.

In the distance, the anxious and frightened voice of the mountain guard boy was faintly heard: "The mountain protection array has been broken!" ”

The rolling sea of blood came overwhelmingly, enveloping Xuanzong in it. Countless unjust souls roared in it, countless yin winds roared angrily, and the monstrous evil qi was like a thick black cloud, pressing on everyone's hearts.

Zhao Guang was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and said in horror: "What is this?" ”

Wei Liang's face was as usual, and he smiled: "You just described the painting to me, and you forgot it so quickly?" ”

Zhao Guang's face was as white as paper, and he said in a trembling voice: "Blood son? ”

Wei Liang nodded slightly.

Zhao Guang pressed his temples, his body shook, and he almost fainted. At this moment, he forgot his shame and dignity, and fell to his knees with a thud, his head like pounding garlic, kowtowing vigorously to the red clouds in the sky, crying: "Blood boy spare his life, blood son spare his life!" ”

Wei Liang looked at him with interest and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's dead, why bother to despise yourself?" ”

Zhao Guang ignored him and still kowtowed.

Wei Liang felt that he was ridiculous and pitiful, so he ignored him, lay on the ground, and watched the red clouds roll and burn.