Life in the world does not pretend to be forced, the Ming Dynasty distributed flat boats.

The regent stood up suddenly, and one step past the girl in red with her head lowered and her eyebrows lowered.

The wind swept up a few strands of green silk on her temples.

She looked calm and peaceful as if she had fallen asleep.

Heavy snow, black mist, and bright faces with a bit of seductive colors.

Xia Ji stood behind her.

Separated her from the horrible black carriage of the underworld.

Silent silence, in the ancient town after midnight, in the black smoke that no one can see, the young man in a python robe blocked behind the girl, he stood as calm as a mountain, it seems that such a station, what wind and rain, what darkness, what horror, have all disappeared.

Although, she didn't know.

But what has been done, why should anyone know?

"Ahhh!...h

The miserable howl stopped abruptly, and the peerless powerhouse of the Dragon Guarding Temple Fair that passed through the Xuan Twin Heavens was like a male duck whose neck was broken, and he was silent in an instant.

The carriage was filled with black smoke, and the appearance of the executioner was completely invisible.

It's just that a suppressed and violent voice came from inside the car: "Mentor, have you made a decision, you and I will join forces to slaughter the entire world, wouldn't it be nice to go to heaven."

You know, my dream is to kill everyone!!... Hahahaha!!"

Xia Ji stared at the darkness of the abyss, and clouds of blood, mud and bone residue were spewing out of the black smoke, which was obviously Jiang Shou who had just been tortured and killed.

"Executioner. ”

"Hmm"

"Make a deal. Xia Ji smiled charmingly.

This smile suddenly had a moment similar to that of the third lady of the Xiao family.

In other words, it is husband and wife

...

...

Ram Xiaohua, the main hall of the Divine Capture Hall, suddenly woke up and looked out the window.

This inn is on the third floor, and the local powers originally wanted to arrange accommodation for him, but the young regent only wanted to live in a cheap inn...

So, he could only stay with him.

It was past midnight by this time.

He was distraught, woke up suddenly, and lifted the curtain slightly.

There was only black snow on the streets, but there was no one in it.

"Am I overthinking?"

Xiaohua muttered, and was just about to put down the curtains, when suddenly there was a strange and penetrating sound of carriage wheels in her ears. Drift away.

He frowned and looked again, but he still couldn't see anything, only the overwhelming snow shooting towards the distance.

Snowflakes are boiling.

A hundred miles is only one step.

Xia Ji was wrapped in a python robe and instantly arrived on the mountain road of Wangxiang Mountain.

Look around, another step out.

Not... I've stepped over it, where is this?

After thinking about it again, he turned around and stepped on.

Sometimes, he thinks that he can easily step on the wrong place for hundreds of miles, and a certain monkey he saw in the story of his previous life is 108,000 miles away...

What if the monkey flipped over

He only needs to walk a few steps back and forth.

Monkeys don't need to roll back and forth

Either way, he had seen where he needed to be.

The two sides of the road are not desolate, and in the stone tower carved with a flower boy, the candles are full of flames, shining with cold snow, and the sky seems to be gray and white spots when the screen loses signal.

At the end, there is a brightly lit temple, which occupies a large area and is very magnificent, but the temple door is now closed.

Some monks in the temple are not in the line of the Perak Sect, but they just borrowed a name to become monks.

The door was closed.

Does the regent need to knock on the door?

No, his body turned into a gust of wind, and instantly broke through the temple gate, then knocked into an incense burner, and then crashed into a door.

Directly in front of a statue of a god in the temple.

The idol is a woman, with kind eyebrows and eyes, but with six arms.

The arms are not imaginary seals, but are pressed around in a strange posture, and the body is leaning forward to a certain extent, and the huge golden statue casts a large area of shadows, enveloping the person in it, full of oppression.

This gives rise to some weird feelings, like spiders!

But the interpretation in the temple is "This is the snow lady down-to-earth!"

Therefore, pilgrims like to burn a stick of incense on each hand of the statue of the Snow Maiden to pray for blessings.

This has also become a very distinctive rule in the Niangniang Temple.

You have to buy six sticks of incense.

Six times the incense, cool.

This rude intrusion quickly caused the warrior monk to be alarmed, and many footsteps and the sound of sticks hitting the ground came from a distance.

The regent just looked up, staring at the snow lady.

"What people!!"

"Where did the villain come from! Defile the Snow Lady, it's really a heinous crime!"

Shadowy shadows surrounded him, and the sound of dense footsteps approached, but when he reached the front of the main hall, he saw that there were still people in the empty hall

Look at the incense burner that was knocked away, the door that was knocked down...

All the monks were a little scared.

This is a monster that can't see its shape

The abbot in the temple walked to the door, quietly stared at the statue of the Snow Lady, and then said lightly: "Mend the door, hold the incense burner, there is nothing for you here." ”

He seemed to know something, so his mood was unwavering.

It seems that there is indeed an intruder, but this intruder went to the secret realm through the golden statue of the Snow Lady.

What a fearless person is the ignorant!

In the secret realm...

Life and death are not up to him.

Everyone thought that they had come here to pray for blessings, but they were sincere and asked for peace.

But who knows, the place where this Buddha statue leads to is where there are real gods!

Intruder, you're dead.

You're done.

With such great malice, you smashed the temple of the mother and desecrated the mother, and the mother will eat you.

will eat you one bite at a time, so that you can get the punishment you deserve!

So, this abbot is not worried at all.

...

Xia Ji looked at the scene in front of him:

Spring flowers are blooming, and a village is full of smoke.

The golden statue of the Snow Maiden is indeed a passage.

The executioner knew how to get in, but even he didn't dare to come in.

None of them.

Just because this is the secret realm of dragon qi, there seem to be sun, moon and stars around, flowers and trees, but in fact, the secret realm is just a small place, and the surrounding backgrounds are fake.

And in this small secret realm, every wisp of breath is controlled by the "gods" who are piled up by "dragon energy" and "incense".

To put it simply, you went to someone else's territory.

The raging dragon qi can shelter the world, but it can also cause the most terrible calamities, and it may as well be more than the cursed underworld, otherwise... Why can't the curses get in?

Really.

As soon as Xia Jicai came in, he felt a terrifying aura grabbing towards him.

A majestic dragon claw faintly appeared in the void, and the "click" instantly caught the uninvited guest.

Then the dragon's claws turned into golden breaths, burrowing through every pore of the comer.

Xia Ji was not in a hurry.

He licked his lips and looked like he was ready to eat.

Silently recited in his heart: "At the cost of the breath that has just entered the body, exchange for true qi." ”

Response: "It can be exchanged for 300 years of internal force, whether it can be exchanged or not"

Xia Ji's eyes lit up.

This value is equivalent to the amount of nightmare qi contained in one percent of the jade slip.

Feeling the dragon qi in his body raging more and more.

Xia Ji silently thought faintly: "No need to ask, before I leave here, all the invading breath will be replaced with true qi." ”

Response: "Roger." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Xia Ji's mind began to turn red.

True Qi +1, +1, +1...

The speed of the red painting is extremely fast, and it has already drifted into an afterimage.

An indescribable feeling of coolness rushed to my heart.

Natsu took a deep breath and walked towards the village.