The hedron was engraved with countless mysterious runes, shimmering like flowing water, as if it contained a magical power.

To their left was a closed door, with three words engraved on it, "Qingfeng Pavilion", and at either end of the door were two huge toad statues, but their eyes were actually two crystals that shimmered red.

Their color was as delicate as a blooming rose, and as sonorous as a flame, and she suddenly remembered that the queen mother also had this gem in her dowry. When she was a child, she played with gems, and after being discovered by Aunt Yuebai, her face changed greatly, and she even beat her, which was the only time she was beaten, and finally put this gem away!

"Like?" Ye Ruoxian noticed her lingering eyes and said with a smile: "If you like it, I will send you more beautiful than this in the future." ”

Bei Qingyan immediately retracted his eyes, wanting to shake his head and refuse, but there was an echo from far and near not far away: "Your guest has arrived, open!" ”

"Boom!" The boulder door slowly opened, and on both sides of the corridor stood women dressed in red, carrying dark blue lanterns in their hands, but without the slightest expression on their faces.

The corridor was long, seemingly endless, and the air was filled with the faint scent of flowers. Ye Ruoxian never let go of her hand, and Bei Qingyan didn't break free, as if he was used to being held by him.

Finally, their vision widened, and in front of them was a large circular hall, in which many trees were planted, and different petals fluttered and fell in all corners, like a delicate rain of petals.

In the center of the main hall was a magnificent throne, on which was half leaned on a man in a battle robe, his posture seemed to be lazy, but in fact he was free and easy, his figure was tall and burly, his face was wearing a silver mask, and a pair of dark eyes were cold and arrogant.

"Do you want to kill or save someone?" His eyes looked at Bei Qingyan, ignoring Ye Ruoxian.

His voice was rough, even hoarse.

"Help!" Bei Qingyan answered directly, and at the same time took out a Xuanling ticket and flew in his direction: "A total of 200,000 purple gold Xuanling coins, I want to buy a thousand spirit insects." ”

"Whoosh!"

The thin paper spun hard in the air, and finally landed firmly in the man's arms.

The man glanced at the Xuanling ticket in his arms, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said with a smile: "If you want a thousand spirit worms, these silver tickets are not enough to buy one of its tentacles." ”

"Is that enough?" Ye Ruoxian's wrist flipped over, and a spirit yuan that shimmered with brilliant brilliance flew towards the man's arms.

When the man's gaze fell on this spirit element, his breathing was obviously stagnant, and even his eyelids jumped slightly. He pinched the spirit yuan in his palm and played with it for a long time, and finally asked, "This spirit yuan belongs to the sect spirit master?" ”

"Can you buy a thousand spirit worms?" Ye Ruoxian's palm has been slightly closed, and the depths of a pair of phoenix eyes have been stained with evil and cold.

The man inadvertently caught his eyes, his fingertips trembled, and after transforming this spirit element into a spatial ring, he said to the woman in red behind him, "Take them to get a thousand spirit worms." ”

The woman in red respectfully accepted the order, and then led them towards the door of another secret room.

There was not a trace of light on the road leading to the secret room, but Bei Qingyan could see it clearly, the two rows of this passage were full of wax figures, and these wax figures had different movements, some kneeling, some standing, and some sitting. But without exception, their expressions were full of horror, most likely the posture before death.

Bei Qingyan's breathing slowed down, and he was always vigilant.