On the other side, Sui Yi stood alone under the wall, no matter when she came in or how long she came in, she felt a smell of dust on her face.

There was dust everywhere.

It's as if this is a place forgotten by history.

However, the layout of this castle seems to be different from the other three

There is no distinction between a hall and a small hall, nor the objects that other nobles usually like to live, etc., but there is always a wide hall, with a vertical square column in the middle, and in the middle of the pillar is the factory fireplace, in which the charcoal has long been unknown how many years, and is covered with a rich gray layer of dust.

The only thing is the same.

Murals, here are still the main colors of the murals, but the murals here are a little strange.

It is a large-area, connected overall stroke, so it looks particularly majestic and frightening.

Of course, the content of these murals is also very different from ordinary people's homes.

It's the frescoes of Christian churches, the Passion of the Christ, etc., and the specific casualties are not very clear, just because she doesn't even believe in Buddhism, and she only treats these beliefs as equals, or respects.

Not to mention these beliefs in the West.

So she only recognized "The Passion of the Christ" and "The Last Supper" next to it

The cross and the man on the cross are too obvious.

She has often seen this picture in the United Kingdom, even in China, for example, the church she went to when dealing with Rong Weijia, there are such murals in it.

But the murals here are a little different.

There was fire, and the wounds of Jesus, who was crucified, were burned with fire after being scourged. The command was roasted by fire, and his expression was pained, and his eyes were protruding. But he looked straight ahead, as if looking at anyone looking at him.

Next to it is "The Last Supper".

Sui Yi's eyes looked at these murals inch by inch, and he seemed to look very carefully and was fascinated

"What can you discern? These two pictures "Someone behind them spoke.

It's Ciro.

He walked up to her, his hands in his pockets, and looked at the picture as calmly as Yi.

"Faith, betrayal. Burn, die"

Sui Yi said softly, without much concealment.

Ciro did not object either. Just looked at her and said, "There is also a second birth"

Rebirth?

Easter?

Sui Yi knew that Westerners regarded Jesus almost as much as Easterners regarded Rulai, which was the most noble faith in their eyes. Jesus or Nyorai is immortal. It is regenerate and resurrected.

This is the power of God.

But in the end, it's just a legend.

Resurrection, does it really exist?

Sui Yi put his hands around his chest and said quietly: "Revenge?" ”

"Who knows, that's Jesus," Ciro's voice was soft.

After that, he turned and walked towards the men of the Duke's Palace.

Sui Yi is still in place.

And behind her, at the other end of the hall.

In the sofa, several young girls sat together, and at this moment they had already absorbed some of their previous fears, and instead re-excavated the curiosity and questions that had not been solved before.

The center of curiosity is, of course, the person in front of him

About how her sword caught fire. And how to extinguish, and how to make those terrifying creatures obediently retreat. They really can't be explained by any scientific means, even if they all have a lot of scientific or biological knowledge.

Until they consulted an old earl with a lot of qualifications and no less status, this old earl's status was no less than that of the Platinum Earl, but not because of his natural identity, but because of his later achievements and his own erudition.

This person is a professor emeritus at Harvard and a veteran aristocrat, and I heard that he also served in the British MI6 back then, so he is very knowledgeable.

"What magic? Kid, that's not magic."

He lay down, looked at Sui Yi, and said, "Since you have already encountered such a thing at night, then it doesn't matter if your parents didn't mention it to you before, so it doesn't matter if you mention it tonight."

"You all know ancient Chinese martial arts, woo, Bruce Lee, martial arts, is kung fu! But there are two kinds of ancient Chinese martial arts, one is martial arts, and the other is martial arts! Martial arts are in the body, and art is in the law"

Well, these babies don't know much about the East, if you talk to them about eating, drinking and having fun, it is a clear art, but what art and martial arts can be said in the East, hehe~

Do not understand~

The old earl was not annoyed, shook his head, and smiled: "What you saw just now, that Dongfang lady uses martial arts, her skills are very powerful, and the flame is related to the words she writes, maybe it is also related to the blood."

"Huh? Pen fairy? A girl pressed her heart and suddenly burst out of the sentence.

Pen fairy loss you can figure it out!

Good imagination!

The old earl smiled even more happily after being stunned, and said: "Bixian, I've seen it, well, it's a very, somewhat interesting film, but Bixian is different from here."

"What's the difference?"

"Pen fairy, anyone who turns the pen according to that look can do it, but just now, even if you learn to draw that kind of character and hold that kind of sword, you can't do that effect"

so！ Old man, you mean that Oriental girl is the point!

Is she a sorcerer that no one can replace?

He is also a cool swordsman! 、

Cook, Mary, and Chopper had seen Sui Yi before, especially Mary, and she couldn't help but feel a little astringent when she looked at the slender back at the moment.

Among the Orientals whom they rarely looked down on in the past, is there such a character who makes them afraid and wants to get close~

It feels like she's more of a mystery than this Hellfire Castle.

Indeed, beneath the magnificent frescoes of magnificent colors but hidden in oppressive simplicity, she stood peacefully, her slender figure pulling a long shadow in the dim light of the lamplight, and the shadow extended at the junction of darkness and light and fire.

Inexplicably, there is the quiet and peaceful prostration of the Oriental Buddha.

Let the cruelty and gore of tonight, and the infinite ghost seem to fade away.

Not far away. The law clerk crossed his hands around his chest, leaning against the wall, his eyebrows grim. only whispered: "What a terrible person to have power, more tricky than I imagined"

Potential, in the circle of cultivators, in the circle of martial arts or certain arts, it is very rare, and people who can be powerful are the first. To have strong strength, at least with A as the minimum bottom line, second. This person must have a strong spiritual strength to make people surrender, which is a combination of personality charm and courage.

And this kind of powerful person, not to mention the real world for the time being, must be a proper top-level person in the dark side circle.

For example, the five kings of the A-level in the British region are all powerful. As for Philip, these A-rank generals don't have it. Only kings have.

Natasha, she's naturally powerful!

Her momentum is all the time, otherwise she would not be silent, and a look would have suppressed the atmosphere of the audience.

This is her momentum, fierce and violent, like fire!

can also have it, her strength is not at the A-level, probably at the upper level of the B-level, but she has potential. It's introverted and inscrutable.

Like clouds and fog.

The law secretary pondered, a slight pimple twisting between his eyebrows.

But he saw that he was moving.

She walked into the side of the hallway. With an oil lamp in his hand, he walked all the way over, lighting the wick for the wall lamp.

One by one, the wall lamps lit up.

She walked step by step, slowly looking at the murals.

Behind him, a dark shadow appeared at some point, elongated, approaching, silent

Sui Yi turned his head and looked over.

The other party showed his face from the dark side of light and fire, "It's me"

Ye Zixu's expression was calm, and he didn't apologize, he knew that he couldn't be scared.

"En" bowed slightly to him with Yi, and did not refuse when Ye Zixu reached out to get the oil lamp.

"What do you think of these murals?"

Ye Zixu naturally didn't come just to follow her.

Sui Yi has always felt that this classmate is very, and the only belief is to punish evil and eliminate evil.

The way of their sect was melted into his bones.

"It's clean," Sui Yi said.

There is no dirty thing like a daisy figure.

But it is precisely because of its cleanliness that this castle is even more unsafe.

"This is his base camp" Ye Zixu lowered his eyes: "He won't do anything design here in his base camp"

"But it also means that if he had a design, it would be very terrible and kill with one blow," Sui Yi put his hands in his pockets and whispered.

Ye Zixu acquiesced, shining the lamp forward, and the deep and bottomless tunnel was illuminated by the light to create some dead silence.

"Yi Chilian may have been implicated a long time ago"

"Ao" looked at him casually, Ye Zixu's chin was tense, and the curve was very distinct.

"Zixu, what do you want to say?"

Sui Yi rarely calls his name, whether it's his full name or any abbreviation, she seems to be very unaccustomed to calling other people's names, if there is no name, but whenever she talks to you, she is always in two stages.

Alienated or familiar.

She or a combination of the two, she gives you this feeling of being separated and not caring very much.

She was more difficult to understand than any of the techniques passed down by her master.

Ye Zixu also looked at her.

"Yi Chilian, I know his identity"

Tilt your head with you, so what?

Ye Zixu knew that Sui Yi was very familiar with Yi Chilian, and it seemed that he had known each other a long time ago, as long as Gong Jiu and them.

But she never involved the identity of the other party with such a familiar person.

"In ancient times, there were Yi's nine songs, which belonged to Taoism, organs, formations, and occult arts, although they were not proficient, but because of their erudition, they were listed as one of the nine schools of national art, and the nine families were Jiuqu, Lianlian, Fulun, Maoshan, Huashan, Modu, Xiangjiang, Kunlun, Yanmen, among which the Yi family is the only one inherited from the Yi family's nine songs, erudition can break ten thousand laws, this hellfire is hidden in the middle of the Western spell, the middle array, the occult arts, etc., only the Yi family is the most suitable to break the suspense, so he is missing"

Whether it is passive or active, it shows that Yi Chilian has approached the core of this secret one step earlier than all of them.

And this secret must be terrifying.

But I don't know whose secret it is.

Sui Yi was silent for a while, and said, "I saw it in his room before, those objects seem to be complete, but some of the arrangements have changed and become a pattern, which should be what he wants to leave to us."

We? I'll leave it to you.

Ye Zixu didn't speak.

"The Heart of Evil, the Land of Evil"

The Huangquan Sword is in this ancient castle.

This was determined before.

But there is another sentence at the end.

revealed the location of Nai He Yin.

"Gangzhizheng, the Taishan of Zhensha"

However, it is printed in the back mountain.

Ye Zixu followed Yi and the two looked at each other.

"Do you want to go now?" Ye Zixu asked.

He asked if he wanted to go to the back mountain.

"Not now," he shook his head.

Ye Zixu didn't insist.

But.

"Let's go back" Sui Yi said softly: "If you go too far, you may not be able to go back"

She shone the lamp at a nearby ironclad statue, her gaze falling on its helmet, its gaze cold, and the helmet motionless.

She was about a meter away from the ironclad.

At a close distance, the long sword it held in its hand could be directly slashed down and slashed at Sui Yi's head.

Ye Zixu's hand was already clasped on the handle of the weapon.

Silent.

Karma!

The head piece of the Western knight's helmet lifted abruptly, revealing a pair of eyes inside.

To be precise, it was a pair of eyes that had been turned white, and it was conceivable that inside this dusty armor was a charred and shriveled corpse.

He looked straight at him.

Finally, is it king to king?

Indirect king against king.

Ye Zixu is like a knight, standing behind Sui Yi, ready to go.

Quiet.

I don't know if the throat or abdomen makes a sound.

"You may be the only exception to my plan, Oriental girl"

It was a rough sound, like a burn to the vocal cords.

But you can hear that his Chinese still has a Western emphasis.

"I thought I was one of them," Sui Yi said lightly.

"Originally, but your performance is getting off track, which gives me a headache"

"So what are you going to do?"

"Don't plan to, I've already done it, do you hear the voice? Beautiful girl"

Sui Yi and Ye Zixu didn't speak, and listened quietly.

This sound?

Very light, flickering far and near, seems to be painful**

The two looked at each other, and someone was in trouble?

Sui Yi didn't look at this ironclad statue again, and walked along the passage with Ye Zixu.

At the same time, the people in the halls of the castle heard such painful voices.

Many people looked up at the inner hall one by one.

The castle was safe for them, but not many dared to leave the group, except for a few injured who were placed in the inner rooms to heal.

Including Yue Beiqing and Mrs. Marton and other injured people, and there are actually a lot of people coming and going on that road, is there still someone who has been attacked?

Lothar and the others tensed, and Rantis and Moon Martha Federi also got up, and the three of them counted some people and walked into the corridor.

When they walked over, they just happened to fight opposite the two of them who happened to turn the corner from the other side.

Is it a little ambiguous for these two people to leave alone? Many people muttered in their hearts, but the two of them walked forward frankly.

Rantis glanced at the two of them.

"Here"

The sound probably came from this door.

The people present did not rush in, because the voice sounded strange.

It sounded like ** before, but now it sounds like a gasp.

There were also small cries of begging for mercy.

That kind of sound, it's a little hard to speak.

The expressions of the twenty or thirty people present were unnatural.

Only Sui Yi and Ye Zixu don't feel much. (To be continued......)