Everyone walked to the edge of the woods together, and after Situ Mujin carefully inspected it, he said in a deep voice: "There are a total of six formations here, and they are interlocking, if there is a wrong step, the formation will be rearranged." ”

"So mysterious?" Lan Ling'er was a little surprised, she didn't expect that Qin Yuxuan hadn't let himself be idle since he came to this ancient time, and he was already so proficient in the formations, I have to say that he was indeed a genius.

"Hmm." Situ Mujin nodded.

"Can you solve it?" Nangong Liye said coldly.

"Yes, but I need time." As he spoke, Situ Mujin found a branch on the ground and began to draw in circles.

"Ling'er, this king will go first." Situ Mujin looked at Ling'er, and then nodded at Saint Lingxiao and Feng Mohan.

"Well, go ahead." Lan Ling'er knew that he couldn't rest assured that Luo'er was in his heart.

Nangong Liye didn't want to disturb Situ Mujin's broken formation, just glanced at him, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Nangong Liye left, Feng Mohan also said loudly: "The master will also return to the city first, and this place will be handed over to you." ”

"Got it." Feng Mohan still had something to do in Qingcheng, and Lan Ling'er didn't say anything more.

Feng Mohan and Sheng Lingxiao glanced at each other, nodded slightly to each other, and disappeared.

"Ling'er, go over there and rest for a while." Saint Lingxiao pointed to the home of a farmer not far away.

"No need, let's stay here." Lan Ling'er was afraid of accidents, and she didn't dare to relax in any way.

Saint Lingxiao knew that once Lan Ling'er decided, ten cows would definitely not be able to pull it back, so he left quietly, and came back after a while, with an extra clean cloth in his hand and spread it on the ground.

"Then you rest on my lap, I'll be here to watch." Saint Lingxiao sat down first, then patted the empty space beside him and said.

Anyway, standing was also standing, so Lan Ling'er also sat down and leaned on Saint Lingxiao's lap.

The battle just now had indeed consumed too much of her spiritual power, and she needed to rest well.

Lan Ling'er slowly closed her eyes.

Situ Mujin was still painting in circles there, while Saint Lingxiao kept his eyes open and stayed there.

And Lan Ling'er, who had already fallen asleep, had a dream.

In the dream, she saw her grandfather, who stood there, smiling at her, but there was a chasm in front of her, and she couldn't cross it.

Grandpa, seeing him, Lan Ling'er couldn't help crying.

Silly boy, don't cry, you are brave and strong, grandpa is really proud of you.

But, grandpa, that person is too terrible, too terrible, Ling'er is afraid......

Don't be afraid, you are a goddess, the pride of my witch clan, how can you be afraid of these evil demons. Grandpa believes in you.

Grandpa, why don't you come out of the valley to help me and Luo'er. If Grandpa is here, wouldn't our odds be greater?

Do you see the chasm in front of you? This is a treaty that has been made a hundred years ago, and no one else in the Wu clan is allowed to interfere in this matter except for the witch goddess.

Why! Isn't our Wu clan here to protect the people of the world? Now the common people are in trouble, but the Wu clan is out of the way, grandpa, don't you think it's too funny!

Ling'er, this chasm is not set by the Wu Clan, nor is it set by the God Clan, but ...... The patriarch paused, it was set up by Luo'er's own parents.

Why? Lan Ling'er was stunned.

For the sake of the reproduction of the Wu Clan, although I don't know what this final solution is, I know that there must be a reason why they did it in the first place. The patriarch sighed.

Grandpa, why is your spiritual power so unstable? Lan Ling'er suddenly felt something abnormal.

Hehe, it's okay, you don't have to worry about your grandfather, Ling'er, grandpa wants to tell you that in the world, there are not only you and Luo'er in the Wu clan, you have to be careful, remember to remember.

Gradually, the figure of the patriarch slowly disappeared.

Grandpa, grandpa...... Lan Ling'er stretched out her hand a little anxiously to catch it, but the gap in front of her was ruthless.

Two lines of tears fell, blurring her vision.

"Ling'er, Ling'er." In a daze, Lan Ling'er heard someone calling her.

She opened her eyes in some confusion, and in a blur, she saw Saint Lingxiao's face.

There were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes, Lan Ling'er stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the face, but she felt as if there was still a gap in front of her.

Saint Lingxiao didn't know what she dreamed of, he looked at her anxiously, and when he saw that she wanted to touch his face but withdrew his hand in fear, he grabbed her hand and put it on his face.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, what's wrong with you? I'm here, I've always been. Saint Lingxiao's voice was so hurried.

"Isn't this a dream?" Lan Ling'er finally came to her senses a little.

"No, it's not a dream."

Slowly, Lan Ling'er finally woke up completely, and when she saw Saint Lingxiao with an anxious face in front of her, Lan Ling'er smiled apologetically.

"Ling'er." Saint Lingxiao hugged Lan Ling'er into his arms as if he was relieved.

"Are you having nightmares?"

Lan Ling'er was stunned, "No, I didn't have a nightmare, I just dreamed of grandpa, I miss him." Lan Ling'er still had a hint of trill.

It turned out that this was the case, and Saint Lingxiao was finally completely relieved.

"Then I'll go back with you to see him, okay?" Saint Lingxiao clinged to her ear and whispered softly.

"No, I won't set foot in the Witch Clan unless everything is settled here." In the dream, grandpa's eyes were full of expectation, she couldn't let grandpa down, she couldn't.

Sheng Lingxiao knew that in her dream, something must have happened to her, and Sheng Lingxiao, who didn't know how to comfort her, could only hold Lan Ling'er tightly in her arms.

Lan Ling'er was in his arms, calming her mood, and after adjusting, she turned her head to look and found that Situ Mujin's figure was no longer there.

"Where's Situ?" Lan Ling'er asked out loud.

"He went in and broke the formation." Saint Lingxiao let go slightly, and reached out to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes.

"How long?"

"Half an hour."

"How long did I sleep?"

"It's been almost two hours."

Lan Ling'er looked up, it was indeed not early, and she hoped that Situ would be able to crack the formation smoothly.

"Ling'er, you wait here, I'll go get something to eat, and when the brocade comes out later, I also have to replenish some physical strength." Afraid that she would say that she was not hungry, Sheng Lingxiao moved Situ Mujin out.

"Okay, then you should be careful." Lan Ling'er nodded.

Saint Lingxiao glanced at her and left quickly.

Lan Ling'er sat there alone, looking at the forest in front of her, who didn't seem to be anything unusual, and kept thinking about what her grandfather said in her dream, why did Luo'er's parents do this? Wouldn't it be better to have more helpers to help Luo'er?

I don't know how long it took, Lan Ling'er sat there like this, knowing that a tempting fragrance had come over, Lan Ling'er came back to her senses, and at this time, her stomach was also rumbling.

Just as Lan Ling'er wanted to get up and take a look, suddenly a roasted rabbit leg appeared in front of her.

Lan Ling'er suddenly swallowed her saliva unconsciously, her eyes flashing.

"Eat." Saint Lingxiao pushed the rabbit leg in front of her.

Lan Ling'er didn't say a word, took it and bit it.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Saint Lingxiao looked at her dotingly.

"You can eat it too." It's so delicious, Lan Ling'er doesn't have time to pay attention to her anymore.

"Hmm."

"By the way, leave some for Situ." Lan Ling'er remembered that there was another person who was working hard to break the formation at this time.

"I left one for him."

When Lan Ling'er heard this, she stopped talking, and just focused on gnawing on her rabbit legs.

"I'm doing my part in it, and you two are eating roast rabbit here, which is not good." Suddenly, Situ Mujin's voice remembered coldly.

Lan Ling'er was stunned for a moment, threw the rabbit leg that had been gnawed to the side, took the square towel handed over by Sheng Lingxiao, wiped her mouth, and said, "We also left one for you." ”

"You two still have a conscience." Situ Mujin still has that cool tone.

"By the way, is the formation broken?" Lan Ling'er jumped up and looked at the woods.

"You'll find out if you look at it." Situ Mujin sat down, took the rabbit handed over by Sheng Lingxiao and began to eat.

Lan Ling'er turned around and walked towards the woods, of course, Saint Lingxiao still followed behind her.

Sure enough, Lan Ling'er was excited in her heart, Situ Mujin had completely cracked the formation.

Now, as long as you remove your own barrier, the zombies inside will be able to see it.

"Ling, you go and prepare some hay and torches, I won't completely lift the barrier, when you can see those zombies, you can throw the hay into it and light it again."

Saint Ling Xiao nodded, then turned around and went to look for hay.

Lan Ling'er closed her eyes and began to chant words in her mouth.

Slowly, the speed of speech became faster and faster, and the originally lifeless forest suddenly began to glow with a light blue light, and slowly the light became brighter and brighter.

Lan Ling'er opened her eyes suddenly, and the spell stopped abruptly, but when she looked up, Lan Ling'er was shocked.

This, where are the zombies in here!

Sheng Lingxiao and Situ Mujin rushed over with hay and torches at this time, and when they saw Lan Ling'er's stunned expression, and looked at the forest again, their faces also changed.

"I didn't expect them to move so fast." Situ Mujin said in a deep voice.

"What's even more terrifying is that they were able to lift Ling'er's enchantment and restore Ling'er's enchantment." Saint Lingxiao's face was also gloomy and terrifying.

"No, it can't be, no one can lift the barrier except for the people of my Wu clan, no one."

"In addition to you and Ling'er, are there any people in the Wu clan who are in the Three Kingdoms now?" Since someone can lift it, then it must have nothing to do with the Wu Clan.

Lan Ling'er was suddenly shocked, and her grandfather's words began to appear in her mind again, no, grandpa appeared in his dream, he must have wanted to tell her something, in addition to the chasm, what else did grandpa say......

Remember, there are still people, be careful......

Suddenly, Lan Ling'er's pupils dilated suddenly, and her face was incredulous!

Grandpa's spiritual power, grandpa is injured! There are traitors in the Wicans!

When Sheng Lingxiao and Situ Mujin saw Ling'er's face change like this, they knew that something must have happened to the Wu Clan again!