The Writing Section glanced down at Mu Mu, who was unconscious in his arms, the terrifying wound on the carapace on its back, terrifying.

Seeing that he hesitated, the phantom flute seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and continued: "I can save it, but only if it ...... You've got to let me out first. ”

"You don't have any powers, what can you do to save me, am I stupid?" With that, the text department gave her a blank look, and turned to pretend to leave.

At this time, the phantom flute, knowing that he had lost his ability, if he was trapped here, he could only wait for death, and hurriedly continued to shout: "I have seen a formation in the water tribe, I will definitely be able to save this little turtle, I can take you there." ”

Hearing this, the Writing Section paused again and asked, "Are you so sure?"

"Of course!" said Phantom Flute, with a smug expression, "this turtle...... It's not an ordinary brute, if I'm not mistaken...... It's supposed to be something that conjures up a guardian spirit, am I right?"

As early as the time of the Snow Fang Palace, the Writing Department learned from Shui Lao's mouth that Mu Mu's real body was actually the guardian spirit of the Shui Clan's Xuanwu Divine Seal......

But who is the writing department, how can he be led by the other party, so he pretended to look at the phantom flute with disdain, and said in a weird manner: "Then thank you for telling the seniors, the juniors will go to find the formation, don't pass it, there will be a period later." ”

"Hey, you shameless man, scumbag, don't go!" Phantom Flute saw the other party crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and couldn't help but scold, "Hmph, you go and find it, it's an ancient killing array, if you don't modify it, you two won't survive!"

"Oh?" Hearing this, the Writing Section was shocked, although he didn't know if what the other party said was true or false, but it was absolutely impossible for him to let Mu Mu take this risk at this time, and then asked, "What about ......it?" Will you change?"

"Of course I will, but I won't help you, huh, scumbag!" Phantom Flute feigned anger, then pouted, clasped his hands, and turned to the side in feigned anger, ignoring him.

However, although the trick of the phantom flute is clever, how can the writing department not eat her at all......

Then he shook his head, sighed helplessly, and muttered: "Alas, there is no way, I'll try to see if I can change it, if not, I can only think of other ways, it's uncomfortable." ”

"Hey, wait! You let me out! I can help you! That's an ancient formation! I know! Come back! Let me out......"

Why, no matter how heart-rending the phantom flute shouted, the Writing Department never looked back, just so ruthless, cold, and left......

So resolute, so determined!

......

The text department came out of the cave, without the slightest hesitation, and went straight to the territory of the water tribe, he hugged the unconscious turtle Mu Mu tightly, and the word worry was written on his face.

After arriving at the territory of the Water Trium, he didn't care about any lifeless anomalies, after all, the Phantom Flute guy came out of it, and some traps and killing arrays or something should have been destroyed.

There were no obstacles along the way, except for the faint hint of demonic energy, which made the writing department a little uneasy, nothing else was unusual.

Soon, I came to the hall in the depths of the water tribe, and the text was opened, and I looked around, as if I was looking for something.

Finally, in the backyard of the aquarium hall, in an inconspicuous corner, the Writing Department discovered a secret room......

The switch at the entrance to the chamber and the trap inside have all been broken, except for a few that have been triggered.

The writing department knew that this was the footprint left by the phantom flute, and he knew very well that the ancient killing array that the other party said must be among them, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The corridor in the secret room is not long, and the writing department passed very smoothly with Mu Mu, although there are broken arrows and remnants everywhere along the way, but there is no danger in the slightest.

In the center of the inside of the secret room, a circular mysterious pattern is painted on the ground, on which all kinds of complex patterns, interlaced and sparse, always in places that do not conform to common sense, extending in all directions, forming one strange symbol after another.

The Writing Department has learned some formations since he was a child, and when he was in the Snow Fang Imperial Fang Camp, he added a lot of knowledge about formations, but the patterns he saw in this secret room today gradually became confusing in his eyes.

I have to say that although many of the symbols in the formation are familiar to the writing department, and some can even be transformed into the current world array symbols, but after all of them are connected, they are like heavenly books......

"That's what it is...... Ancient Killing Array......"

The text department had a serious face, squinted his eyes, stared at the ancient killing array in front of him, muttered, and then, the text table opened again, and observed it carefully......

After a while, the mind of the writing department seemed to be completely immersed in it, and those strange symbols on the ground, as if they had life, constantly rotated around him, lifted into the air, and then landed......

As time went by, huge beads of sweat continued to roll down his forehead, and he exhaled a long breath of turbidity and slowly woke up.

Everything around was restored to its original state, and the dust settled......

The Writing Department looked down at Mu Mu in his arms, then glanced at the Ancient Killing Array on the ground, and muttered, "It's worthy of being called the Ancient Killing Array, I really still can't understand it......"

As he spoke, he turned around and went out, he really didn't understand this strange formation, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had no choice but to return to the cave and seek help from the phantom flute......

......

Soon, the Writing Department brought the phantom flute back to the secret room of the Water Tribe, and in exchange for releasing her, it was necessary to use her formation knowledge to modify the ancient killing array into a magic circle that could save Mu Mu.

However, after the phantom flute came to the ancient killing array in the secret room, she was reluctant to act, and said inch by inch: "You give me back the ability first, and I will adjust this killing array immediately." ”

"Your request is not valid. The Writing Section replied with a cold face.

Hearing this, Phantom Flute sat down on the ground angrily, and muttered like a scoundrel: "Then you kill me, if you don't give me back the ability, let this turtle bury me." ”

"I can't beat you again, and now that the ability is back to you, am I not looking for death?"

"That'...... How about I promise not to kill you?" asked the phantom flute tentatively.

Hearing this, the writing department can't guess the little Jiujiu in her heart!

Just because she was in a cage before, if you really give her the ability back......

Don't kill, don't be tortured and killed, it's all burning high incense.

The Writing Department scoffed at his promise, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Well, I promised you that after you revived Mu Mu, I would give you back the ability, how about it?"

Phantom Flute's face darkened, and he looked at him angrily, but after being silent for a long time, he raised his eyebrows, smiled fiercely, gritted his teeth, and said, "Deal!"

Looking at her expression of swallowing her anger, the writing department knew that she was afraid that she was going to break her promise today, after all, ...... Life is the most precious!

The phantom flute said, without waiting for the other party's answer, turned around and stepped forward, adding a stroke to the east and wiping a painting on the circular ancient killing array on the ground, and began the great cause of correction.

The Writing Department is staring at her changes from the sidelines, firmly remembering all this in his mind, after all, this is an ancient killing array, and if you want to explore the ancient ruins or the demon world in the future, it is very likely to be useful.

After a long time, the phantom flute finally stopped, and she breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and looked up at the writing department, indicating that it was done.

However, the Writing Department looked at this ancient killing array that had been changed a little in detail, his brows were furrowed, and he still couldn't understand it, and the various strange symbols in it were still complicated and difficult to understand.

"Hey, don't be stunned, it's done, put your little Mumu in it. The phantom flute chattered in an old-fashioned manner.

Hearing this, the writing department didn't care about worrying about whether the other party could be trusted, and now there was no other way but to choose to believe, so he hurriedly put Mu Mu in the center of the magic circle.

However, before the writing department could withdraw, the circle seemed to feel the breath of the Divine Turtle Wood and Wood, and it lit up with light blue light.

Then all kinds of strange symbols became active, as if a group of butterflies were dancing, around the writing department and Mumu, constantly rotating, and finally submerged into the bodies of the two of them, turning into a streamer, flashing away, disappearing.

Seeing this, there was a panic in the heart of the writing department, and he looked at the phantom flute outside the magic circle in disbelief, and said, "What have you done!

"What? I can't hear you!"

Looking at the other party's exaggerated movements and expressions, the writing department knew that all this was her ghost, and couldn't help but secretly say: I fell for the trick of the traitor!

However, the formation was already running rapidly, even if he wanted to go out, he couldn't do it for the time being, even if he was completely able to summon the bloody hand seniors to destroy the magic array, but he was also worried that something would happen to Mu Mu at the eye of the formation, so he didn't take action for a long time.

Immediately after, a pale blue color appeared in front of the text department, and the other scenes around him all disappeared, and he knew very well that this was the most critical moment for the formation to operate.

However, since the body and consciousness were fully opened, and they did not feel any life-threatening abnormalities, the writing department was still hesitating, did not break through the magic circle at the first time, and continued to wait quietly......

He didn't know what the phantom flute had done, but he thought that the other party would not kill him.

After all, its ability is still under its control, unless the other party really wants to die together, but if you think about it, the relationship between the two sides should be ...... It's not bad enough to do that.

Suddenly, in the light blue in front of the text department, a figure appeared, it was a huge Xuanwu, with a dragon head and a snake tail, standing between heaven and earth, proud of the world, roaring mightily!

Looking at the barbaric beast in front of him, which looked like a wooden body, the writing department knew that it was transformed by the Xuanwu Divine Seal, but at this moment, his heart was ...... But it was very abrupt, and it was completely quiet......