At this moment, time seems to have stood still, and space seems to have been imprisoned for this second. This moment the heavens and the earth trembled.

Ten thousand leaves fly and flowers flow, flowers do not see leaves, leaves fall do not see flowers, if the flowers and leaves are two phases of a life whining Huangquan.

This is the perfect interpretation of this moment, the jack of copper door exploded, the entire stone room wall cracked inch by inch in the blink of an eye, such as the thick arm of the iron shirt wood is instantly turned into powder.

The lime was mixed with sawdust, scattered in this dark dungeon, and several Shushan disciples were blinded by the sudden lime in an instant, and some were even weighed down by the sudden collapse of the wall, and the huge force that erupted in that moment made the Shushan disciples break and fracture in an instant.

The crape myrtle priest was half-leaning against the wall, his wide-sleeved robe stained with gray and white, and the wolf took a few breaths, and the grass and trees would fall to the ground mixed with slightly fishy blood.

At this moment, the crape myrtle priest only felt that there were thousands of horses galloping by in his mind, and the loud roar in his ears was even more endless, and through the faint light, he could only see two vague figures shuttling between the rocks, and there was no trace between Sumeru, and the falling lilac hair was his last memory.

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In the depths of the Shushan Palace, a stone door slowly opened, and a deep and obscure breath slowly entered it, and a pitch-black flame jumped between the wide halls like an elf, and a faint power accompanied by the obscure and deep breath made this strange flame more mysterious.

"Lord Priest of Qiqi, there is a violent vibration in the direction of the dungeon, I don't know what happened!"

A dark green figure knelt on one knee in front of the strange flame, his right hand covering his left chest, and his eyes showed respect.

The flame of the "dungeon ......" floated a few times regularly, as if the mood of the human earth fluctuated at this moment, and then a hoarse and slightly blank voice sounded in the empty hall, this voice did not know where it came from, and I didn't know where it would go, but with the appearance of this voice, the figure of the disciple in the dark green robe became even lower, like a devout believer.

"Did you know...... Who's there! The pitch-black flame no longer seemed to be hot, and in an instant, it revealed a cold that was as irresistible as a harsh winter, and the dark green figure shivered unconsciously, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down.

"Lord Priest of the Enlightenment, the High Priest is interrogating the prisoner in the dungeon,"

At this moment, the dark green robe Shushan disciple didn't even dare to raise his head, and his right hand hanging down to the side clenched his fist slightly, and his palm was covered with sweat.

"High Priest? He also deserves it? The crape myrtle priest is the crape myrtle priest, and the title of high priest does not belong to him, and will never belong to him! ”

The faint voice seemed so peaceful, but it made people feel heartily cold, and the slight collision of teeth made the disciples of Shushan tremble unconsciously, "It's Lord Si You, the subordinates have lost their words!" ”

"Shao Gong...... Alas...... Arise, then. ”

"Yes, thank you, Priest." The disciple who was called Shao Gong slowly stood up.

"You take someone to the dungeon...... If there is no big event, there is no need to make a move, and this seat will have to wait and see how capable this new Ziwei priest can be. ”

"But Lord Priest, the priest...... Priest Ziwei is the grandson of the three elders, if we stand by and watch, and the three elders will be blamed, I am afraid that we will ......! ”

The words fell into the empty hall and suddenly became silent, leaving only an inky flame hanging high in the air, flickering regularly, flickering bright and dark, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, every beating time was calculated appropriately, and every contraction gap was also exactly the same. It's like a wise man who has fallen into a long period of contemplation.

Finally, the slightly blank voice sounded again: "Shaogong...... You do what I say, and the Elder will have its own response. ”

"Yes! Subordinates receive orders. ”

The dark green light and shadow flashed, and Shao Gong was gone, only the flickering black flame slowly rippled in circles, and gradually turned into a human face, the expression seemed to miss something, as if sighing something...... Yes...... Jin Wuya, if you are still here, why am I here, but I don't know where your daughter is where. ”

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Shushan, the exit of the dungeon.

A long and narrow staircase, on both sides are bluestone stone walls, the gate forged from iron shirt wood is slowly raised, and two faint shadows gradually become clear, it is Yan Hong and Shao Si Ming.

The first ray of sunlight shone in, but inadvertently, I saw a trickle of slowly coming out of the slightly bumpy ground, followed by the slightly thick smell of blood.

Behind the two of them, there are corpses lying horizontally at this moment, and all of them are fatal moves, and the fatal murder weapon is just the green leaf that trembles slightly in the chest.

Warm blood slowly seeped out of his chest, rendering the original emerald green leaves, and in an instant, they had become beautiful red leaves in the mountains in autumn, and gradually gathered along the stone slabs into the red blood-colored stream under the feet of the two people.

One-step...... Two-step ...... Three-step ......

Every step is a red blood-colored shoe print, dozens of steps, as if pulling out a blood-colored ribbon, which looks extremely regular.

On the left side, Yan Hong's forehead and arm suddenly raised slightly, "It seems that today, I'm afraid I want you to spend life and death with me!" ”

The index finger touched the tip of his nose slightly, slowly put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, and a drop of bright red blood appeared on his fingertip, "Strange...... Where did this come from? It seems to be asking himself, and it seems to be asking Shao Si Ming.

"Maybe it's the ...... you glued in it just now," Shao Si Ming carefully brushed his hair and said softly.

"Before the war, I saw blood, which was quite ominous, and it seems that today is really a life ...... death."

――Stinging――

Before the words fell, a sharp arrow came towards him, and the three-hooked edged feather arrow appeared so abruptly, but it was so appropriate.

A hundred steps away, a white-clothed figure put down the treasure carving bow in his hand and looked at Yan Hong and the two coldly, "You are wrong, it's not nine deaths, but ten deaths!" ”

"Really? Then why didn't you shoot me! ”

There was no imaginary blood blooming, no expected one-hit killing, just a slightly mocking cold speech.

As far as the eye could see, I could only see a cold arrow between the lips and teeth that was firmly locked and I didn't know what to do, and when the lips and teeth opened and closed, the arrow fell in response.

The archer followed for a while, and then his face was solemn!

Hold your beloved eagle bow flat on your chest, put three arrows in your left hand and watch quietly.

"It is worthy of being the Night Emperor of the Yin and Yang Family!"

"It is worthy of being the arrow king of Shushan!"