Chapter 654: The Mystery of the Ancient House

Luo Xiaofeng ripped off a piece of his shirt and covered the wound on his shoulder.

Outside the door, a heart-rending cough could be heard in the distance. This coughing sound is heart-wrenching to hear.

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, he was about to go out to take a look, but suddenly found a person standing at the door.

This man has fluffy white hair that hangs haphazardly over his shoulders, and this man is not tall in the first place, and his long hair hangs down on his shoulders, making him look even shorter. His face was wrinkled like chapped pine bark.

Luo Xiaofeng was about to speak, but the person bent down again, coughing violently. After a while, the man slowly calmed down.

This person tilted his head, looked at Luo Xiaofeng, and said in a hoarse voice: "The chief manager of the hundred wants to see you." When he had said this, he walked out without looking back.

The man walked very slowly, stepped out with his right foot, and dragged up with difficulty with his left foot.

Luo Xiaofeng was surprised to find that this thin white-haired old man was actually a cripple.

Behind the bungalows is still a vast bamboo forest.

Luo Xiaofeng followed closely behind the thin white-haired old man.

The bamboo forest became denser and denser, and even the heavy snow was blocked out.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, the sound of the piano suddenly came.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, which makes people listen to it very comfortably.

The white-haired old man suddenly became very reverent, and the chapped skin on his face slowly stretched. After passing through a deep path, the front suddenly opens up. On the open ground, a circular building stands impressively. When you look closely, you will realize that this circular building is actually formed by a row of tall houses connected end to end.

Ten zhang away from the circular building, there is a verdant bamboo that cannot be seen at a glance.

The white-haired old man walked briskly into a small room.

The sound of the piano in the room was abrupt. It took a long time for the ancient gate to slowly open.

A group of big men ran out, and then the swallow wings lined up. After another half an hour, he came out of the soft couch in a fluttering manner. A roof of carved satin is erected on the soft couch.

The cold wind was blocked by the dense green bamboos around it.

The snowflakes in the sky are fluttering and falling.

When a thick layer of snow accumulates on the roof of the soft couch, there is movement in the soft couch. A low and slightly hoarse female voice came out of the soft couch: "Luo Zhutou is so anxious to see the old body, but I don't know why?"

Luo Xiaofeng sneered and was silent. This low and hoarse female voice was exactly the same as the voice of the owner of the Tengxian Pavilion Dog Formation.

Could it be that the owner of the Tengxian Pavilion Dog Formation is Baifeng?

Bai Feng hid in the soft couch and said coldly: "If there is anything wrong with Luo Zhutou, just say it." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "Luo does have something to ask for. ”

Bai Feng said, "What's the matter?"

In Luo Xiaofeng's hand, I don't know when there was an extra piece of crystal clear, bright red and dazzling blood jade.

Blood jade, like a flame, jumped in Luo Xiaofeng's palm.

Bai Fenglian's voice suddenly became stern: "This is my thing, why did it suddenly come into your hands?"

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't see Baifenglian in the soft couch, and could only hear her hoarse and low voice.

In the silent bamboo forest, there was suddenly a murderous aura.

The murderous aura became more and more intense, pressing those big men out of breath.

Luo Xiaofeng looked up, without the slightest fear on his face: "The top 100 managers, every day is in full swing, when you lost this piece of blood jade, you must not remember clearly, but there is a place that the top 100 managers will not forget." ”

Baifeng said, "What place?"

Luo Xiaofeng said word for word: "Tengxian Pavilion." ”

Bai Fenglian sneered: "What do you remember? What if you don't remember?"

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "If I guessed correctly, Your Excellency is the owner of the mysterious dog formation. As soon as Luo Xiaofeng's words fell, the soft couch with the silk ceiling suddenly flew out.

This change is truly unexpected.

At the moment when Luo Xiaofeng was stunned, the soft couch had flown back into the house. At the same time, all kinds of weapons shot at Luo Xiaofeng from all directions.

Between heaven and earth, it was as if a torrential rain had fallen.

Luo Xiaofeng's body had already flown up diagonally, like a swallow in a storm, flying into the mysterious and deep ancient house like an arrow.

It was dark in the house, only in the corner of the room, where there were two oil lamps.

The lights are like beans, casting a mysterious yellow light over the empty ancient house.

The room was as cold as an ice cellar.

As soon as the mysterious couch flew into the house, it magically disappeared. There is no trace of the hundred phoenixes in the soft couch.

Luo Xiaofeng was walking towards the two oil lamps. The dim light reflected Luo Xiaofeng's face yellow. That's when something strange happened. On the wall opposite Luo Xiaofeng, a figure suddenly appeared. This figure is not Luo Xiaofeng himself, but a woman with long hair and a slender figure.

Luo Xiaofeng looked around, but there was no half of him.

The cold wind blew into the house, and Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but shiver.

What's going on? Could it be that the Ethereal Continent also has illusions?

The martial artists of the Ethereal Continent do not cultivate spiritual power, only martial arts. All illusions need spiritual support. How could the Ethereal Continent that didn't cultivate spiritual power have illusions? Take 10,000 steps back, even if the Ethereal Continent had illusions, it wouldn't be able to escape Luo Xiaofeng's eyes.

When he was in the Demon Continent, Luo Xiaofeng's spiritual power reached the Venerable Spirit Realm. Although there is still a big gap between the spiritual power cultivation of the Venerable Spirit Realm and the Divine Spirit Realm, the spiritual power cultivation has reached the Venerable Spirit Realm, and in the Demon Ghost Continent, it can be regarded as a master among the masters. Ordinary illusions, Luo Xiaofeng can see through them at a glance. Unless it's the legendary supreme illusion!

Could it be that the Ethereal Continent, which does not cultivate spiritual power, actually has supreme illusions?

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "How come the famous top 100 managers have learned to pretend to be gods and ghosts?"

No one responded!

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly felt that something was about to move in the room, but when he looked closely, he didn't find anything.

At this moment, in the empty ancient house, there was a faint cry. The crying was small, but clear.

A low and hoarse female voice sang in a low voice: "A flower in the slave family, died in the deep mountains and savages." The Soul of the Underworld...... Yellow sand everywhere...... Blood-red scar ......"

The song was faint, but poignant, as if it had come out of the ground.

This strange song filled the whole room, front and back, left and right, up and down, everywhere.

They hear singing, but they don't see people.

Even Luo Xiaofeng, who was surprised, didn't know where the person who sang was.

Luo Xiaofeng stabilized his mind and simply sat on the ground.

The hoarse and gloomy female voice slowly weakened, and in the end, it completely dissipated in the cold wind.

The figure on the wall was still there, but it suddenly became dim and blurred. When Luo Xiaofeng looked closely, the shadow of the long hair and slender figure on the wall was still faintly recognizable.

The light in the corner of the room suddenly went out.

The ancient and deep ancient house suddenly fell into the boundless darkness.

(End of chapter)