Yin Shiyi stared at me indifferently, "Did you see everything just now?" ”

My brow furrowed, and I took a defensive step back.

"All of this happened more than 20 years ago, what do you think?" Yin Eleven suddenly became irritable and roared loudly.

At the same time, I noticed that Yin Eleven's face became more and more complicated, and the expression on his face was first resentful, then stunned, and finally annoyed and ashamed.

All kinds of emotions flashed on his face one by one, like a face-changing in a Sichuan opera.

My heart sank, Yin Eleven, something was wrong.

"Did you see all that?" Yin Shiyi's mouth was still repeating this sentence, but his voice changed, becoming a little sharp, not his voice at all.

The Nether Prison Knife in my hand has been raised.

"It all happened more than twenty years ago, what do you think?" Yin Eleven suddenly roared.

The long knife in my hand had already swung out and aimed at Yin Eleven's body, and I felt that something must have gone wrong with Yin Eleven, otherwise it wouldn't have become like this.

When the long knife fell, a trace of hideousness flashed on Yin Eleven's face, and he took a step forward suddenly, but his face struggled a lot.

With a snort, the long knife had fallen, Yin Shiyi's footsteps were blocked, and he staggered back two steps, and his eyes seemed to have regained a little clarity. A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body staggered to the ground.

I was shocked in my heart, and I took the Netherworld Prison Knife, and my face was very ugly.

Yin Eleven, is this a ghost? How could it be like this otherwise? Even if this is not a ghost's upper body, it seems that there are more than a dozen souls hidden in the body.

I saw that his face was extremely pale, and blood kept coming out from his nose and mouth. The most important thing is that his body is constantly bubbling with blood droplets, which seem to seep out of the skin, falling one after another, like candle tears formed after a candle burns, flowing towards the ground.

Yin Eleven's body is actually dissolving!

My face was very ugly, and I gritted my teeth and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Yin Shiyi's face was very ugly, and he said with difficulty: "Yang Sheng...... Did you see that scene just now? ”

I took a deep breath and my face became cloudy, what's wrong with Yin Eleven? Why is this sentence only spoken? Is he seriously injured? If with his strength, he was seriously injured, what about the little aunt? What the hell happened here that made Yin Eleven look like this?

I didn't have time to think about it, and when I stepped forward, the curse in my body suddenly stirred.

I felt like a hurricane of the curse, dozens of times more violent here than outside.

As soon as the curse appeared, Yin Eleven's face regained a trace of clarity again, and he hurriedly shouted, "That river...... I came out of there! ”

I was stunned, looked back at the river, my head was buzzing, and I didn't know what Yin Eleven was going to say.

There are corpses in that river, struggling to climb out one by one, could it be that Yin Eleven was also a corpse in this river? Because of the strength, why did you climb out of this river?

Yin Shiyi grabbed my hand, and a look erupted in his eyes, "Yang Sheng, my lord...... It's up to you......"

"Where's my little aunt?" I asked hurriedly.

Yin Eleven gasped for breath, "The source of the blood river, the Yin Si Treasure Palace." ”

I glanced back at the river, and before I could continue to ask, I felt my fingertips slip, and when I looked at Yin Eleven again, I saw that Yin Eleven's eyes widened with horror, and then turned into a pool of blood and slipped down my fingertips.

"Yin Eleven!" I screamed.

Yin Eleven turned into blood and water, and was swept up by the waves of the blood river, and disappeared.

My scalp tingled, and the Nether Prison Knife in my hand roared wildly.

"Ah......h

The knife split the river, and the countless corpses inside, as if their eyes were wide, stared straight at me, and in an instant, there was a rattling sound, and the river of blood was calm again.

Yin Eleven is dead?

Just said a few words, Yin Eleven was already dead?

I felt a faint shock in my heart, and I didn't know what was going on with him. But I vaguely feel that something is not good, Yin Eleven has become like this, can the little aunt still be okay?

I gritted my teeth and jerked to my feet, but I felt the scene around me change, as if I was sitting in a pool of water, which had dried up, and at the bottom of the pool were piles of corpses, some of which had rotted into skeletons, and some of which were still covered with flesh.

I couldn't help but feel a little nauseous, and hurriedly flew out of the bottom of the pool, my face changing for a while.

"Yang Sheng, how is it?" At this time, Zhang Han's voice came from behind him.

I glanced back and saw Zhang Han, Zhang Mo and Cui Yingying, all guarding the outside of the pool, all with nervous faces.

I don't know what to say, but I can briefly describe what I just saw.

The expressions on the faces of several people were different, only Zhang Han was quite calm, took my hand and asked: "If the people of Sanwangzhai deliberately let you hear songs and deliberately let you see those things, then they must be telling you something!" ”

I nodded slightly, I also knew that the people of Sanwangzhai and Yin Eleven must have something to tell me, but I couldn't figure out what Yin Eleven wanted to say to me.

I kept my head down and thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out why.

"Yang Sheng, why don't we wait for my master to come?" Zhang Mo was really a little scared.

I hesitated for a long time, but I couldn't make up my mind.

If you wait for Mr. Xue now, it may not take long, according to my calculations, Xue Liangui and Xiao Mo should have entered the valley by now, we have left traces along the way, they should be able to catch up soon, and there is a difference of at most one day from me.

If you wait with peace of mind, you can indeed wait until Xue Liangui, and then you won't be as helpless as now, but I always feel that Yin Eleven has something very important to tell me, if you wait for Xue Liangui, I'm afraid it's too late.

"Brother Yang Sheng...... Do you see all the ruins? Cui Yingying asked in a low voice.

I nodded slightly.

Cui Yingying's face turned pale, and she hurriedly said: "My senior sister once told me that something big happened here more than forty years ago......

"What's the big deal?" I asked hurriedly.

Cui Yingying shook her head, "I don't know, but my senior sister told me that it was because of that big event that this place appeared in front of people, and then people came here one after another......"

My brows furrowed, as if I had heard this kind of statement, Xue Liangui told me that this place appeared in people's eyes back then, so that countless people flocked to it, and there must be a problem in this that I didn't know.

"Let's take a look at the current clues...... Zhang Han hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Since I entered here, I first heard the singing, then saw the pool, and then Yin Qi appeared, saying that we broke into the Yin Division, and finally Yang Sheng saw something special......"

My expression was shocked, and if these clues were connected, it seemed that they had really figured out something.

"Yang Sheng, what do you think these clues are telling us?" Zhang Han took a deep breath, and his face turned pale for a while.

I gritted my teeth, felt a little buzzing in my head, and took a deep breath and said: "This is not the Yin Division, at least this valley is not the Yin Division, and the pool is the Yin Division, the people of Sanwangzhai are probably trying to tell me that they are all Yin Division......

"That's right, brother, I think that pool may be the key to entering the Yin Division!" Zhang Han's face changed, his expression became agitated, he stood up, paced in place, and then said firmly: "The ruins you see are probably Yin Si ......"

I was a little shocked, in fact, I had thought about this question in my head, but I really didn't dare to think about it, because that idea was so terrible that if it came true, it would be a fatal blow to everyone.

"Do you figure it out now?" Zhang Han stared at me, and then asked in a trembling voice.

I nodded with a pale face, and said in a trembling voice: "More than forty years ago, Yin Si ......"

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