Chapter 162: Xiao Ming's Hidden Strength

Someone's coming! Shangguan Wan'er is a spirit! If she can take the opportunity to run out, she can settle accounts with Di Renjie when the time comes. She quickly stood up and looked up at the trap. Then he saw a man dressed in white, with a tall figure, standing above the trap like a pine. She couldn't see her face clearly, so she stood up and walked over to where the man was.

"Who is it?" Shangguan Wan'er shouted loudly.

Because of the previous whimpering and crying, Di Renjie's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Nature is the one who saves you." Ming Shiyin said proudly. Unexpectedly, Di Renjie was also in a cage, waiting for him to come to the rescue. He could just tease first and then save people. Ming Shiyin thought that he was still a little happy.

"Then let me out! Help me! When Shangguan Wan'er heard that it was the person who saved her, she didn't care about anything else. I saw her flying on the stone wall around her, she jumped all the way, flew to the railing of the iron cage, reached out and grabbed the railing, and leaned her head over.

"Di Renjie, you!" When Daji saw Di Renjie's appearance, she covered her mouth in shock.

Di Renjie's cold face and deep eyes were red, and there was a faint red blood under his eyes, and the reddish eyes looked like he had cried. Daji was so shocked that he couldn't slow down for a long time, how could Di Renjie be so embarrassed?

On the contrary, it was after Ming Shiyin saw Di Renjie. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the smile disappeared without a trace. The look of excitement suddenly disappeared, replaced by frowning brows and a stinging look.

Di Renjie's eyes were red, which reminded Ming Shiyin of Lu Qingli. remembered the way Lu Qingli was covered in blood that day, staggering and falling in front of him, with such cold eyes, as if he couldn't see the past.

"Senior brother, I got what you wanted." Lu Qing looked at Ming Shiyin with a bloody head. After he finished speaking, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then spat out a large mouthful of blood, staining the placket of his chest red.

"Senior brother! You!! Ming Shiyin's eyes widened in shock, and his white face looked pale. He hurriedly squatted down in pain to help Lu Qingli. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Lu Qingli, Lu Qingli couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood and spit on the ground. Bright blood-colored red glares.

"Senior brother! What are you doing? Ming Shiyin sensed that the aura on Lu Qingli's body was weakening, and he panicked.

"What you want... I can always get it for you." Lu Qingli had blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was dying. He reached out and took out that thing from his arms, and handed it to Ming Shiyin tremblingly.

"Senior brother..."Ming Shiyin's nose was sour, his eyes were red, and tears were about to fall. He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have told his brother what he wanted. He didn't know that it would cost his brother his life.

"Manly man, what are you crying about?" Lu Qingli barely squeezed out a smile, and his grim expression remained unchanged as the first time the two met. His dark green clothes were stained with blood, and his white hands were stained with blood.

"I didn't cry!" Ming Shiyin gritted his teeth, but the tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably. His tears slid down the snow-white clothes on his chest and fell on Lu Qingli's clothes, turning into a small dot mark.

Lu Qingli tried to raise his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ming Shiyin's eyes, but his hand fell heavily when he was raised in mid-air. He was badly wounded, had lost so much blood that he had no strength.

Ming Shiyin immediately gave birth to peony flowers and leaves in his palm, and constantly injected spiritual power into Lu Qingli, wanting to protect Lu Qingli's heart. Lu Qingli's face turned pale, gritted his teeth and shook his head. "Senior brother, it's useless..."

"Nope! No! Brother, you'll be fine! Ming Shiyin gritted his teeth and refused to give up with red eyes. He must save his brother, definitely! Risking your life to save it.

"Senior brother... In the future, Senior Brother... Probably not..."Lu Qingli's cold face did not have a trace of blood, but his deep eyes gradually turned red.

This is the first time Ming Shiyin has seen Lu Qingli's expression, and this appearance is like the sadness that has been suppressed for a long time in his heart has finally been released. Lu Qingli seemed to want to tell Ming Shiyin that he might not be able to help Ming Shiyin get what he wanted in the future. But Lu Qingli never said this sentence. He didn't say that until he had lost his breath.

Di Renjie's appearance is so similar to Lu Qingli, Di Renjie's sad expression now makes Ming Shi can't help but recall the most painful scene in his heart.

"I'll save you!" Ming Shiyin's eyes were faintly red, and he was so excited that he was about to lose his mind.

He didn't know if he said it to Di Renjie, or to Lu Qingli, or to himself. Back then, he watched his senior brother die in front of his eyes, and he was really powerless, and that kind of pain was eroding him all the time.

Ming Shiyin always warned himself that he was helpless, selfish and cold-blooded. Only a villain can live a long time, and his good life is the greatest reward for his senior brother. And saving his senior brother is the most secret thing in his heart.

Ming Shiyin's palm gave birth to peonies, and the red and bright peony petals floated lightly on the iron railing. A faint red aura flashed, but the iron railing did not move in the slightest, unaffected in the slightest.

"No! This is a meteoric iron cage, which is used to lock up the demon seed! Shangguan Wan'er shouted urgently.

There is no way to break this sturdy iron cage with such a spell. At the beginning, she deliberately got the iron cage to catch Di Renjie, unless she opened it with a key. But the key was still in the corset of her body, and Shangguan Wan'er was a little deflated when she thought of this.

"Demon Seed?" The corners of Ming Shiyin's mouth rose slightly, and his cold smile was very ghostly.

For a person like him, who exists like a ghost or a ghost, there is nothing in the world that he can't break.

I saw that Ming Shiyin gave birth to his Taiji short-bladed dagger in his hand, he picked up the dagger in his left hand and quickly cut a bloody mark in the palm of his right hand. He smiled eerily and gripped the railing of the meteorite with his right hand, his blood slowly seeping into the railing.

"The blood of the evil gods, I am a ghost, a ghost, a secluded being, and I will perish with me!" Ming Shiyin's red lips closed one by one, and he gently recited the mantra. I saw his white silver hair fluttering out, his eyes of different colors lit up, and blood filled his eyes.

The magic weapon behind him turned faster and faster, and the peony petals gathered in the magic weapon swept through Ming Shiyin's body like a tide, spreading all the way to the railing of the meteoric iron. With a bang, the peony petals suddenly set off a great wind breath, and the wind blew Daji covered her eyes, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't withstand the strong impact, and fell down with a bang and fell into the bottom of the trap.

The supports around the iron railing creaked, and the part stained by the hidden blood of the Ming World burned and corroded the railing of the iron cage like molten slurry. The scorching magma grew brighter and brighter, like a mysterious and terrifying force, devouring meteoric iron.