On the wide road, a turquoise cage stood impressively in the middle of the road, the cage was huge, with formation runes flowing and light entwined.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of Chu Xiyao, Chu Xiyao held the evil ghost guard in his right hand and looked around nervously, thinking twice before he was sure whether the formation was offensive or not.

The black shadow flashed in front of Chu Xiyao again, and the time since the last black shadow appeared was ten moments, according to the records of the hundred formations, the trapped formation has a shadow, one is an illusion, and the other is an attack.

The speed of the black shadow was so fast that it was difficult to capture, and in Chu Xiyao's nervousness, the black shadow changed from one to two, but she didn't notice it, she only felt that the time for the black shadow to appear was five moments.

The time for the black shadow to appear gradually accelerated, from five moments to three moments, to a flick of the fingers, almost every moment there was a black shadow floating; suddenly a black shadow crossed Chu Xiyao, and she dodged away. Another black shadow hit her back, Chu Xiyao's ears moved, and she quickly fell back to the right, and she finally saw clearly that the appearance of the black shadow was a figure with blurred facial features.

The black shadow was getting faster and faster, and the number of collisions was increasing, so fast that she couldn't see the original form, so fast that she set up a black wall in front of Chu Xiyao, and black figures came out of the black wall all the time, and slammed into her from all directions of Chu Xiyao.

Chu Xiyao dodged the black figure that hit him with his left hand, and with his right hand, he used the demon guard to cut off the black figure that was impacting him head-on, and with one foot he raised his body and spun in midair, and kicked the black figure behind him back into the black wall.

At this time, the singing was suddenly heard in the array, which was very sad, and it came from all directions, and it was suspected that it was mourning all over the field.

Chu Xiyao also felt a slight chill in her heart, and her singing voice was like crying.

The black figure continued to appear, drilling out of the ground, Chu Xiyao stabbed the evil ghost guard to the ground, the black figure turned into black smoke and dispersed, and she used the power of the evil ghost guard to insert into the ground, stood upside down, and kicked the black figure that rushed from all sides with her legs spinning, kicking into smoke and dissipating.

The singing gradually became radical, urgent and chaotic, and life and death were tragic. Accompanied by the singing, the black figure was annoyed and rushed wildly, from two to four, four to eight, Chu Xiyao killed one or two, and the remaining black figure that escaped from the sword turned into black smoke and fell on Chu Xiyao's face.

Chu Xiyao's vision was blurred, the surrounding sad songs were intense, and her heart became more and more panicked, the black shadow changed from eight to ten, ten to twenty, and turned into a cloud of black smoke that enveloped Chu Xiyao, unable to kick or break.

Chu Xiyao struggled in the sad song, looking for direction in the black smoke, looking flustered.

"Damn it. Chu Xiyao angrily kicked forward with her feet, and the black smoke was still not painful, like a black cloth ribbon in the wind, fluttering around Chu Xiyao.

Chu Xiyao's soul line turned into a stiff rope, wanting to pass through the thickness of the black smoke and guide her out of the fog.

Suddenly, the black smoke cleared, the sad song dissipated, and the turquoise cage was gone.

A black space took its place, airtight, silent, so silent that only the sound of one's own heartbeat could be heard.

"Pounding" Chu Xiyao only now knew that her heartbeat was so intense. Unable to see anything, Chu Xiyao simply sat on the ground, closed her eyes and used her divine sense to observe the dark shadows around her.

Chu Xiyao felt that it had been a long time, so long that she could feel her blood flowing, long enough to see her own breathing, long enough that she could see the shape of her internal organs, and long enough to see her stomach slowly expanding and contracting in her stomach, so long that she wanted to give up her vigilance against the outside world. And she did.

After a long time, she felt that her stomach was hungry, and there was a gurgling sound in her abdomen. She wanted to go into the Nameless Coffin to find something to eat, only to realize that she had cut off contact with the Nameless Coffin.

Chu Xiyao was secretly shocked in her heart, this formation was so powerful that it cut off all her connections with the outside world. Do you want to trap yourself here? But there is nothing you can do about the darkness in front of you.

Chu Xiyao looked at the dark patch, sleepiness gradually rose, she sat cross-legged and dozed off and was about to fall to the ground to sleep, she suddenly woke up; it was still pitch black, and the sleepiness was difficult to get rid of, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the dark, she dreamed of an old man, who came in the warm sun, with his white hair meticulously combed behind his head, wearing a small brown vest at home, with a warm glimmer on his body, looking at Chu Xiyao with loving eyes.

Chu Xiyao couldn't help but burst into tears when she looked at the person in front of her, and blurted out: "Old man Gu." Through the tears in his eyes, the memories were like a tide, the last time he was seen in his life, he was also wearing that little brown vest, and now he is still in good spirits, and aging has not left a trace on his spirit.

After his father's death, Gu Lao was the only person left in his heart, and he didn't think that he could not escape the curse of a short life after all, and finally let him send people in vain.

Memories are like the negatives in the darkroom, the more they are washed, the more they are visible, the past is rolling like a tide, all kinds of things are in front of her, Chu Xiyao seems to have returned to the time when Gu Lao begged for wine and drink with herself, when she took her to the clinic, when she made a mistake and was disciplined, and when she was punished for copying books......

couldn't stop the tears from gushing like a spring, let out a loud cry, Chu Xiyao straightened up, knelt down, kowtowed to Gu Lao, tears fell to the ground, and he couldn't cry: "Old man Gu, forgive me for not being able to make wine for you anymore, Xi'er is not filial, everything is fine, don't think about it." ”

Gu Lao approached Chu Xiyao, bent down and reached out to help her up, Chu Xiyao turned into tears, and through the hazy tears, the familiar face of the old man made her heart ache even more.

Chu Xiyao held Gu Lao's hand and cried: "Old man Gu, Xi'er... Unfilial. ”

Gu Lao reached out and touched Chu Xiyao's head lovingly as before, and Chu Xiyao was instantly aggrieved like a child, pounced on Gu Lao and cried.

Gu Lao patted Chu Xiyao's back with one hand to comfort her, and suddenly, the other hand held a black short sword, and with a hideous face, he stabbed the short sword into Chu Xiyao's abdomen with a hideous face.

Chu Xiyao pushed Gu Lao away, spitting blood from her mouth, blood stains flowed from the corners of her mouth, the pain woke her up from the illusion, and looked at Gu Lao holding the short sword that possessed her blood with a loving face, her heart was like a knife.

How can it be? how can it hurt her like this? how can it be?!!! Unforgivable. It's unforgivable.

Sadness and anger occupied Chu Xiyao's soul, and she suddenly rose up, taking advantage of his defenselessness, and slashed the neck of 'Gu Lao' with the Demon Guard's fast sword.

Gu Lao fell to the ground in pain, looking at Chu Xiyao with a desperate face. She looked sad and angry, and the colors of sadness and anger made her gray and dull, as if she had killed a stranger, a stranger who had tried so hard to deceive her.

When Gu Lao was dying, he stretched out his hand to Chu Xiyao, showing reluctance, Chu Xiyao closed her eyes sadly, unwilling to see Gu Lao's face full of memories, this formation used Gu Lao to be unforgivable, how could she hurt her heart like this.

Chu Xiyao closed her eyes and didn't watch the corpse of 'Gu Lao' disappear, two tear stains slid down her cheeks, she said goodbye to Gu Lao completely, people separated by two worlds, can never go back to the past, how can the phantom conjured up by this formation replace the real him.

The Phantom Prison Demon Array dissipated with Chu Xiyao's heart demon. She watched coldly as the darkness faded, the cage of turquoise light dissipated, and she looked indifferently in the direction of the palace.

Qian Tong's heart jumped, this is not logical, shouldn't she be killed by something in the dark? This woman is too ruthless.

Chu Xiyao stepped on the floor tiles, fearless, and soon came to the base of the palace.

And Qian Tong fell into deep regret, why didn't he buy a few more killing formations in the first place, and he was full of formations in front of the palace.

This palace does not have a gate, and there should have been before, and there are still traces of the installation of the palace gate. Although there was no door, Chu Xiyao couldn't even enter the door, because it was blocked by an arc-shaped wall, and Chu Xiyao had a hard time seeing that this was a tomb, which simply covered the entire palace.

is also extremely tyrant to spread the high-grade soul stone on the grave, isn't this ** naked to tell others that they are welcome to rob the tomb?

Chu Xiyao...... What if I want to dig up his grave, although it is very immoral......

Chu Xiyao made a gesture to the grave to perform the etiquette of the younger generation, knelt down to the heavens and knelt down to the parents, the unfamiliar mausoleum, even if it is extraordinary, he can't kneel, and said: "The younger generation Chu Xiyao, by mistake, broke into this place, disturbed the purity of the seniors, and looked at the seniors Haihan." ”

When Qian Tong heard this, he felt that Chu Xiyao was a polite child, unlike other people who couldn't find the north when they saw this pouring wealth. Of course, if Chu Xiyao shuts up next, she will be able to leave the impression of a good boy on Qian Tong.

Chu Xiyao's attitude is more respectful than ever, more pious than ever, the more respectful she is, the more polite she is. Hearing said: "Senior." People, life does not bring death, and death does not take away. The floor tiles, street lamps, etc., you can't use them anymore. Why don't you give it to me, and I'll make them shine again, and you don't have to thank me. If you don't speak, you'll acquiesce. ”

Money Toll ...... I'm not dead yet.

Seeing no sound from the grave, Chu Xiyao let go of her guts and made up for the guts she had been frightened before.

Grab the pavilion-shaped street lamp on the side of the road with one hand and pull it up, the flow of soul gathering jade soul power is as comfortable as a warm spring, the jade body has no impurities, there is an undercurrent rolling, it is a high-grade soul gathering jade. Chu Xiyao's head flashed, and he decided to use them to build an unprecedented soul gathering array in the nameless coffin, so that the soul power in the nameless coffin was ten times and a hundred times richer than the outside world!!

As for the night pearl inside, it doesn't seem to have any effect, so don't bother with it for the time being.

Chu Xiyao pulled up the street lamp while throwing it into the nameless coffin, there are fifty street lamps on the fifteen-zhang long road, the street lamp is half a person high, and the soul gathering jade that was picked up and piled up by Chu Xiyao is one person high, Chu Xiyao put it all into the nameless coffin, and then it is the high-grade soul stone floor tiles.

The road was wide enough for three carriages, and it was paved with high-grade soul stones. "Luxury, really extravagant. Chu Xiyao sighed.

She used the evil ghost guard to dig up the floor tiles embedded in the ground, and threw them into the nameless coffin while digging, and soon under the infinite power given by the dung, under the infinite burning of the spiritual flame, Chu Xiyao spent more than ten minutes digging them all up, digging to the side of the palace pedestal, and digging until her hands were soft, there were tens of millions of pieces.

The owner of this palace must have been very wealthy during his lifetime.

After Chu Xiyao escaped from the strange tombstone pavilion, it came to a third guest, Yan Yihan.