The edge of the black clouds was burned red by the setting sun, and it pressed heavily on the roof of the Weiming Palace.

Before the burning of the slaughterhouse caused a commotion in Beiyin, Bai Luo, Zong Ye and others returned to Weiming Palace with the corpses of the peasant girl and Xiao Mingjing.

Who knew that there was silence in the palace, and Fei Tong disappeared.

Everyone stood in the empty Weiming Palace, and even Situ Lu disappeared. There was a strange feeling in the black palace, and the maidservants in black feather clothes all disappeared into the unknown palace.

This silence is more frightening than being chased by a group of walking flesh in the slaughterhouse. The killing intent surging in the silence was felt even by the peasant girl who did not know the slightest martial arts.

Zong Ye lightly and skillfully jumped onto the black jade glazed roof of the Weiming Palace, and the flames in the direction of the slaughterhouse were monstrous, and the black smoke enveloped the resentment and reflected the red sky. A round of Xuanyue in the sky is still clear.

Zong Ye's face sank: "Master, it's a little strange. ”

Not only the Weiming Palace, but also the streets are not alone.

Without Yu Tong, it is equivalent to losing the key to the illusion.

Xue was puzzled and said: "If this illusion is created by Yan Yanli, then even if everyone in this illusion disappears, Yan Yanli should still be in this illusion." I'm afraid that something happened to Yu Yanli. ”

Xue Yu's words are good. Illusions can't do any damage to their owner. If you hurt the owner of the illusion, it will only make the illusion collapse.

Unless the judgment was wrong at the beginning, this illusion was not created by Yu Tong. But it's not possible. There shouldn't be any illusion in this world that can trap Yu Yanli, only that she doesn't want to go out.

So either Yu Tong hid by herself, or Yu Tong had an accident.

Looking at this situation, the streets are empty, and the illusion is faintly collapsing. Yu Tong is more likely to encounter an accident.

Bai Luo said coldly: "Zong Ye, come with me to the Shura Field." I would like to say that you and Yuzhu followed Xue Hate to find a concubine in the Weiming Palace at night, and took fireworks as the number. If she were the master of this illusion, she would never have disappeared. ”

Xue Yu asked, "What are you looking for?"

Bai Luo said in a deep voice: "A character who should never appear here. There are some things that I want to figure out. ”

After that, the soldiers were divided into two ways. Zong Ye and Bai Luo walked towards the Shura Field.

Bai Luo and Zong Ye walked on the desolate and dark streets, and the wind swept from the dirty ground was still mixed with a foul smell and fishy smell. In the distance, black smoke billowed out, and the dark clouds over the Shura Field were even heavier on the black dark iron cage.

Bai Luo stepped on the stone slab mixed with old blood and silt, and walked into the desolate dungeon step by step. The fat rat trampled over Bai Luo's instep. There was silence in the dungeon, not even the occasional rustling and swallowing sounds.

Stepping down from the bottom of the Deserted Prison, the endless Darkiron Prison stretched towards the deepest part of the darkness. The prison was covered with hay, there were bits and pieces of bones on the ground, and everything was as it was, except for no one.

Zong Ye's feet stepped on the mud, the fishy smell poured into his nose, and a cold chill in his heart spread to his limbs, and the blood that was originally flowing seemed to be frozen. Zong Ye's hands and feet became colder and colder, and a white mist came out of his mouth.

"Wait for me up there. Bai Luo said and looked at the cold moonlight falling from the top of the prison. It was the same when the two of them were in the desolate prison before, and as soon as they entered the night, Zong Ye's cold would be severe.

Zong Ye shook his head and said lightly: "The illusion is unstable, we are still together." ”

Bai Luo saw that Zong Ye insisted and did not refuse him again.

At the end of the prison, Bai Luo stood in front of a cage. The cage was pitch black and silent, but Bai Luo could still feel someone. In the entire desolate prison, except for Bai Luo and Zong Ye, he was the only person.

"The Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty, we meet again. Bai Luo said coldly.

"Again?" In the darkness, the Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor showed a row of eerie teeth. The chains dragged across the ground, a sharp sound echoing through the Hell. "Little girl, do you dare to come back to see me?"

"Why not?"

The illusion is transformed by people's memories or obsessions, and the people in the illusion are the people in the memory of the owner of the illusion. But once the illusion lasts for a long time, it will give birth to many variables. There will be more people who are not in the memory of the original Lord of Illusions. For example, Xiao Liang Rou in the illusion of the mirror.

The lives and deaths of these people are not linked to the Lord of the Illusion.

The Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor slowly walked out of the darkness, his gray and unkempt hair casting a shadow of teeth and claws on the ground, and pounced towards Bai Luo.

This time, the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty crossed the line at the junction of light and dark. His limbs were slender, and his flesh was crumpled against his jagged bones, but he was not weak, but more like a bar, full of the strength of bones. His gray hair was scattered on either side of his cheeks, revealing sunken eye sockets, which were sunken folds of flesh that seemed to be twisted in the middle. There were obviously no eyeballs under the empty eye sockets, but they still seemed to be staring at Bai Luo.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor smiled: "Sure enough, it's you." Prison Martial Divine Monarch has now become a powerless little girl, is she still so bold?"

As soon as Zong Ye heard the Emperor of the Northern Yin Xudu call out Bai Luo's name, he immediately stood in front of Bai Luo.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Xudu turned his head and stared at Zong Ye with empty eyes, took off the arm-thick iron chain from his wrist and threw it on the ground: "Shendi, it doesn't seem very wise to come to me on a moonlit night. ”

Zong Ye let out a mouthful of white mist, and the Red Lotus Remnant Moon Knife pointed diagonally to the ground: "Is it?"

Bai Luo's eyes flashed, the blind man recognized people by his voice and the qi on that person, and rarely recognized the wrong person.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor looked at Zong Ye and frowned: "Shendi, you seem to be a little different?"

Zong Ye looked at the Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty without saying a word, and the cold light of the Red Lotus Wanyue Knife was reflected on his face coldly through the moonlight.

Bai Luo stretched out his hand and pressed Zong Ye's hand holding the knife. "Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty, you should know that this is an illusion. If the illusion collapses, you too will live forever and be trapped here forever. ”

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor lightly rested his hand on the prison door: "Yes, then how do you know that I am not a person created in the Vermilion Bird Illusion?"

"Eyeballs. Bai Luo said lightly.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor put his hand on his eye socket and sneered: "Aren't my eyes exactly what you blinded?"

"You're just blind, I didn't take your eyeballs. Your eyeballs were taken after the Demon Barrier was closed. You Yanli shouldn't know this. Bai Luo looked up at the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty, as if asking an old friend who he hadn't seen for many years: "How did you get to be like this? Who is the person who gouged out your eyeballs?"