"Ahh Meng Jingluan hurriedly rolled on the spot, and there was a heavy knocking sound above his head, which was the sound of Jiang Xiaocheng hitting the ghost hand with a peach stick, although the force was great, but it did not knock the rotten hand off the stone wall as he wished, just taught it to tremble, and then quickly retracted.

One blow missed, there were more and more ghost hands in the stone walls on both sides, as if they had been summoned by some kind of summons, scrambling to drill out, some of them were still roughly visible their muscles and bones, barely connected by flesh and blood, and some only had five fingers and white bones left, Meng Jingluan jumped and dodged with instinct in the dark, and smelled a foul smell of rotting corpses.

She didn't know what the ghost hand that the two of them met was, demons and monsters, abnormal demons, opportunities were demons, and they became demons after practicing for a hundred years, but demons have soul sense; Demons and ghosts are not real objects, so it seems to be the "strange" mentioned in "Youyang Miscellaneous".

The cries of ups and downs still echoed in the stone cave, poignant, but under this situation, it became more and more weird, Meng Jingluan felt that he was on the verge of collapse: what are they crying whimpering!? It's yourself who should really cry!

Just when the two of them were dodging in the dark ghost cave in a hurry, Jiang Xiaocheng's braid was suddenly grabbed by a ghost hand, and he quickly dragged him into the stone wall, struggling left and right without breaking free, and saw that his entire body was only an inch away from the stone wall, "Senior sister... Save me! ”

Meng Jingluan was suddenly startled, and in the darkness, he faintly saw Jiang Xiaocheng kicking and struggling not far away, and hurriedly flew forward, grabbed his head with one hand, and grabbed his braid with the other, "Hold on, don't move!" She was about to pull out the scented dagger and cut off her hair, but before the dagger could be unsheathed, another ghost hand silently drilled out from behind her and hooked her neck!

Suffered!

Meng Jingluan subconsciously wanted to pull out, however, it was too late, and before she could get out of the confinement of the ghost hand, another ghost hand followed and stretched out from the stone wall and grabbed her ankle. The two glanced at each other, and couldn't help but have a look of despair on their faces - probably what Jiang Xiaocheng was thinking in his heart at the moment was the same as Meng Jingluan, this trip down the mountain, would he have to fold silently in this remote place like this?

Jingling... While... While...

In the distance, there was a small bell in the distance, and the ghost hands that were frantically leaning out and pumping gradually stopped, and the dark green ghost eyes on the stone wall also closed one by one, and the sound of the bell seemed to be clear and not clear, like sinking or sinking, in the distance, but the sound was clear.

A cluster of torches lit up in the distance, following the voices of people from far and near.

Meng Jingluan and Jiang Xiaocheng looked at each other, and a trace of unbelievable hope ignited in their hearts, but when the figure entered, the two of them saw the face of the comer clearly, but it was like falling into an ice cellar - the stocky short man with a smile on his face, who could it be if it wasn't Bao Le?

"I can't believe that the two of you can touch it all the way here." Bao Le shook his head and sighed, followed by eight strong men, all covered with black gauze, "However, it can only end here." ”

Meng Jingluan saw this face, thinking of the Penglai apostle who was tortured to confess and finally died tragically, a surge of indignation surged in her heart, if it weren't for the fact that her hands and feet were bound at this moment, she really wanted to rush up and fight him for life and death, but the situation between the two at the moment taught her to force herself to calm down, but Jiang Xiaocheng asked, "Where is Lin Yi?" ”

As soon as Bao Le waved his hand, four strong men stepped forward and tied Meng Jingluan and Jiang Xiaocheng with iron cables, and then shook the string of copper bells again, and the rotten ghost hands on the stone wall retracted one by one, as if they had never appeared.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to meet soon."

The two were escorted all the way through a long cavern, and the road narrowed the further they went. Bao Le seemed to be sure that the two of them could not escape, leading the way alone, there were only two strong men behind Meng Jingluan, she peeked at Jiang Xiaocheng, the young man was pale, covered with cold sweat, he was already unable to lift his strength after the war, in the final analysis, Jiang Xiaocheng is no matter how strong he is, after all, he is still a rookie disciple of the same age as her, if he can't fight, the escape of the two will have no chance of winning, Meng Jingluan had to dispel this idea.

After walking for about half a pillar of incense, Bao Le stopped in front of a stone door - this stone door is not surprisingly long, but it traces the outline of a man with rough brushstrokes, he is clothed, covered with animal faces, with huge dark wings on his back, and around him is the pattern of believers kneeling and worshiping, Meng Jingluan secretly thought to himself: Could this be the demon envoy behind Bao Le and other demons?

With a bang, the stone door slowly opened, and the light inside shone out, making Meng Jingluan's eyes stinging slightly when it was easy to adapt to the darkness, she squinted her eyes and was pushed in, and a familiar female voice suddenly exclaimed in her ears, "Shocking Luan!" ”

If it was said that the various experiences she had just experienced had made Meng Jingluan mentally prepared for the fear of the unknown, this exclamation taught her to raise her head suddenly-because this familiar voice was none other than Xiao Che!

Before she could take a look around, Jiang Xiaocheng behind her muttered in a low voice, "It's wrong." She knew Jiang Xiaocheng's net worth, and even when he said such a thing, Meng Jingluan's heart had already tightened half, and when she looked around, that half was completely cold.

Xiao Che, Yue Yanshan, Lin Yi... Except for Sun Shantian, all the people were in this huge stone room, and it was really as Bao Le said, "meet soon", but this was naturally not the joy of reunion - because everyone was tied up with hemp rope, and behind them stood six giant, tall and strong, black and shiny murderous corpses.

On the right side of the stone room, there stood a ghost woman and a demon clan, each with an unkind expression, and her cold gaze swept over the two of them, as if Ling Chi. Lin Yi also saw the two of them, a trace of anxiety flashed between his eyebrows, and Jiang Xiaocheng glanced at each other from a distance, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

"Housheng, you are very powerful." This was the first sentence that came out of Bao Le's mouth, his face was in the direction of Jiang Xiaocheng, and his expression was solemn, "Among the newcomers of the younger generation, whether it is Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng Temple, Maoshan and Shushan, you are the most talented one." ”

As soon as he said this, the ghost woman nodded slightly in acquiescence, but the scarred man behind him, that is, the man with the scar who had escorted Meng Jingluan, pursed his lips disdainfully, Bao Le didn't see the small movements of his subordinates, and continued, "Our holy realm has always been eager to seek talents. ”

As soon as these words came out, Meng Jingluan changed color comfortably.

No wonder, no wonder, Bao Le's identity has been known by others, and the two of them are obviously trapped in the stone wall, but they still have to be escorted here as they are, it turns out that it is Bao Le, who wants to recruit Anjiang Xiaocheng.

The young man stood proudly, and there was not the slightest wave on his face, Bao Le seemed to be eager to accept his talents, and he didn't pursue it, "Hou Sheng, I know what you are afraid of, Penglai's old Taoist professor you are naturally full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and the world is the world, but is this world the world in their mouths?" Not! These Three Realms and Six Realms were originally the Shura Field, and if they wanted to live on those Daoist words in their mouths, it would not work! ”

Meng Jingluan Suri regarded Penglai as home, and when she heard Bao Le's slander like this, she was naturally angry and gritted her teeth. Xiao Che Lin Yi and the others also changed their faces, but Bao Le waved his hand, and his face was extremely excited, "As far as I know, you are a descendant of the Jiang family in Liucheng, the Jiang family has made talismans for generations, and there have been many masters like Jiang Kezhi, but unfortunately you were framed by someone and your family fell into the middle of the road, haven't you ever thought of avenging your family?" ”

Jiang Xiaocheng's expression changed suddenly, a pair of dark eyes lit up with flames, thin lips trembled slightly, but Xiao Che shouted, "Ridiculous! It was the White Lotus Sect Lao Shizi Protector who destroyed the Jiang family, isn't it just a diversion under your Sacred Domain, you want him to take revenge, but he should be on the head of the Sacred Domain! ”

You can say that again! Meng Jingluan secretly applauded in her heart, but seeing that Jiang Xiaocheng never said a word, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart, she was not suspicious of Jiang Xiaocheng's own loyalty to Penglai, but afraid that Jiang would be bewitched by demons like she once was and go astray-

With his young age, he has today's cultivation and understanding, and the road ahead is immeasurable, but people with talent but no virtue, people with ambition and no bottom line are precisely the most terrifying.

"Definitely!" Bao Le seemed to be extremely patient, and refuted Xiao Che's words, "The White Lotus Sect is just a small molecule attached to the Holy Domain, and it is not a brother under the orthodox Sacred Domain. I, Bao Le, swear in the name of the Great Offering, as long as you are my fellow disciple, Lord Blood Demon wants to avenge you back then, but it is just a matter of a snap of your fingers! ”

He stepped forward step by step, the smile on his face was extremely sincere, "Qu Qinghong, the Holy Envoy of the Pure Altar of the Holy Domain, is also a disciple of Penglai, but he has great talent but has no place to show it, after coming to my Holy Domain, he has walked to the top of cultivation, only if you have come in person, you will know, our methods and methods are not comparable to traditional Taoism!" ”

Jiang Xiaocheng followed his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Really? ”

It was just two words, but Meng Jingluan's heart was raised to the tip of his throat in an instant.

No.

It won't - he won't!

To tell the truth, even if the hatred is as deep as the sea, even he has to admit that Bao Le's words are indeed very demagogic - revenge, increasing cultivation, and looking down on the Three Realms... This already seems to be something that all practitioners cannot resist.

"Of course!" Bao Le saw that the silent young man seemed to be shaken, so he struck while the iron was hot, "As early as when you and that descendant infiltrated the Soul Restoration Gate, the murderous corpse we refined had already been discovered, if it weren't for the fact that I am a person who loves and cherishes talents, you would not have a chance to stand here in a good manner." ”

Lin Yi's expression moved slightly, and he glanced at Jiang Xiaocheng and returned to his usual expression. There was an oppressive silence in the entire stone room, and for a moment, two moments, facing Bao Le's searching gaze, Jiang Xiaocheng raised his head slightly and smiled.

The boy looked dull when he wasn't smiling, and when he smiled, he showed a mouth full of snow-white teeth, but it was quite sunny.

"Are you done?"

Bao Le nodded.

"When that's all said and done, let's start fighting."

Jiang Xiaocheng's body twisted, and he didn't break free from the shackles, like a calf, carrying a peach stick to Bao Le, who was three feet away, and slashed head-on!