All my courage and strength were turned into that palm, and it was too hard for me to lift myself up again.

But I'm still unwilling, unwilling to die.

The eyes finally fell on the corner under it, and I was so bony that I could get through, but its body was so large that it was not as agile as I was.

But after I got through, I fell into the group of walking corpses below, are they unconscious, will they eat me?

Fear formed a fine web in my heart, and I choked up and made up my mind that if I was really eaten, I could only admit it.

I picked up a piece of stone wall, took a deep breath, gritted my teeth and rushed over.

Inevitably, my foot was gripped, my body hung in the air, and I hooked my foot and straightened my waist and began to smash it with pieces.

The head at the feet, the hands at the head, the torso at the hands...... They were all smashed into a puddle of mud by me, blood and water were sprinkled horizontally, and the blood sludge flew into my mouth, which was sour and unbearable, and made people want to vomit.

But he didn't know the pain, smashed one, and angrily made up for it again. The strength and speed are not as good as him, and if he continues to die like this, I don't want to hurt myself anymore, but there is no other way. In the last three blows, I slammed my right leg hard, spasming in pain, but my left leg kicked on the edge of the cliff with the help of force, and my body broke free from the restraint and fell weightlessly from a high altitude.

The moment I turned around, I secretly said that it was not good, and the bottom was densely packed, so that thousands of sharp stalagmites were inserted, if they poked into my waist and my neck, my little life would still be buried here.

The wind in my ears was hunting, and I closed my eyes resignedly, but suddenly heard three distant and clear shouts like snow: "Due south, Duze, Kanshui!" ”

The body shook violently. Being torn away from the stalagmites under the cliff, I was excited and raised my head.

The top of the ancient clumsy long hall of Chidan like blood condensation was glowing with a layer of autumn water and moon-like brilliance, and Yang Xiuyi was like propping up on the top, his body tilting slightly. The long feet hooked the broken stone top, the hand holding the long sword supported a ditch, and the black eyes looked at me in horror.

His moonlit white clothes were dyed with a pale red glow, it was a layer of formation wrapped around him, and he was caught by the formation.

I landed safely on the ground, not yet on my feet. The body flew up again, and after two twists and turns, it stopped on the stone platform on the north side, and looked down in mid-air, taking in the entire palace.

I raised my head, and Yang Xiuyi breathed a sigh of relief. got free to break the formation, and immediately rushed over: "The ninth day of the first month!" "The force pulled me into his arms, and I was almost out of breath.

I hugged his slightly trembling body, and generously stained his body with dirty blood, wanting to cry or smile to express my feelings, but his voice was calm without a trace of waves: "Yang Xiuyi, we can continue to be together, it's good." After saying that, I closed my eyes in relief.

Very small, very young. As soon as I understood what the relationship between men and women was, I longed for such a man to cry in his arms. Laughing in his arms, he coaxed away my tears, shared my joy, could tolerate all my arrogance and willfulness, and held up a sky for me......

Now I've got what I wanted, this man. He can shelter me from the wind and rain, and cleanse me of demons. As long as he is in his arms, even if he is in the midst of a group of corpses. Even if I'm in hellfire, I can close my eyes in peace.

Of course, the only regret is why he can't help me beat Yang Xiuyi, the bullying I suffered when I was a child was in vain.

I thought that a qiē could be passed, and then I woke up and it was a hotbed of brocade quilts, accompanied by a lover, and I didn't want to open my eyes, but the sight was still a vast and deep dry bone long hall, Yang Xiuyi didn't know where to go, I was lying on the platform alone, and he covered me with a layer of talisman array.

The autumn glory of the high roof of the hall has disappeared without a trace, and you can clearly see the painted mural in the middle of the cinnabar ten miles on the top.

The mural is made of lapis lazuli, mica powder, and agarwood as pigments, so the color is bright and durable. The mural is about 20 zhang wide, up to 30 zhang, painting a grand sacrificial scene, the structure is magnificent, the momentum is majestic, look at the array of battles and the number of paper soul flags, it is the sake Mo on the dust, one of the most fashionable sacrificial pomp in ancient times.

There are countless inscriptions engraved around the fresco, those ancient characters that I don't recognize, but I often see them in some solemn witch books.

At last my gaze stopped directly above me, that is, from the north point of the main hall, a stone with a crystal purple glow, about three feet wide, hanging in the air, and the warm purple light illuminated the entire closed long hall.

This is, the stars?

“…… Looking at the ancient times, although it is not as prosperous as today, but the mechanism is to be skilled, the wine god and witch, the trickery is a thousand machines, the alchemy and the Gu are all respected and stronger, and I can't help but sigh that all the glory of yesterday no longer exists, and no one continues. However, I tried to swim in the sea one day, lying on my pillow arm in the clouds, thinking across the sky, and when I was misty among the clouds, I had no intention of entering a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, the clouds are open and the fog is released, empty as a wilderness, and a lone star hangs in the north sky, gathering the clear air of the beautiful and bright cai, and scattering the purple light of the ripples. The four walls are clear and smooth, the bricks are solemn, the cinnabar red dan is on the top, a fresh mural is painted, the painting is ritualized, 10,000 people are low, and the scale is grand.

"In the middle of the hall a Kunlun Xuanniao, see my god thinking into the temple, then long wings Zhang Luo, far away Chang Ming, hanging in the hall, illusion out of thousands of ancient books on the top of the jade gold beads, leaning on the mountain, all for the ancient treasures. I was overjoyed, stepped forward and caressed, only a few quick glances, and then in an instant, the divine light was clutched, and the divine mind was forced out of the hall, and I did not hold much hatred......"

This is a paragraph, written by Liu Yi of the Great Xuanjia of Dongli 600 years ago. After it came out, there were different opinions, both true and false, and many immortal cultivators went to Minghai to try to visit with their divine thoughts, and then looked for this lonely star long hall, but none of them were found.

The palace I am in now is not much different from Lewy's description, is it the Lone Star Long Palace?

Tang Caiyi and I, the jade bow was a mistake, but what about Yang Xiuyi?

Raising my hand and patting my head, I felt numb as if I was drugged, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong, I looked down and couldn't help but be shocked on the spot.

Tens of thousands of walking corpses knelt in unison towards the east, bowing their heads to the ground, silent.

There is a tall stone platform standing in the east position, the waterway is murmuring around the pedestal, the spectrum of the river map is vertical and horizontal, the step carved pattern paints the phoenix, the ancient clumsy and distant admiration, there are two bronze statues on the platform, one is the Shangqiu Xuanniao, the other is the white fox of Qingqiu.

There were several people standing on the stage, and the man who stretched out his hand to carefully depict the complex stone patterns on the wall was Yang Xiuyi.

Standing next to him were all his subordinates, Deng He, Zhen Kun, Lu Shuangxian, Chu Qin, Sun Shencheng, and Wu Bangwan, who was dressed as a man.

I frowned unconsciously, and then I heard movement in the air in front of me, and when I looked back, in the dilapidated stone cave where I fell, Wu Luo, who was wearing a middle coat, walked out with an unconscious jade bow. i861