The uneven stone continued to fall, and Xuan had to bend down, and the huge structure was like the top of Mount Tai, and anyone standing in front of it was just a mantis arm as a car. Zhuo Xiong and Dabao used all their strength to support them with both hands, in order to slow down the time of falling, but how could the 10,000-pound boulder be able to compete with manpower.

Formations and witchcraft are all created by people, and if someone can get up, someone can break it. Those who are proficient in Feng Shui and metaphysics, after their deaths, do not rely on spells to stop the tomb robbers, they all choose the mechanism: boulders, quicksand, fire oil, and even poisonous snakes and beasts. Because they understand that no matter how mysterious the formation is, no matter how vicious the Gu technique is, there is a way to be unraveled after all, and only absolute power can put people to death. Again, this principle is suitable for nations and tribes, and the southwestern frontier, which is proficient in witchcraft, has no way to stop the millions of iron horsemen in the Central Plains.

The dwarf's blood kept gushing, and Yuan Min cried until his distorted face was in stark contrast to Xuan's indifference, no matter how she tried to stop it, Xuan didn't move. The dwarf was a sacrifice in his hands at the moment, and he had become a shaman once and for all.

I don't know if it was the normal contraction of muscles and muscles after death, or if the dwarf reacted in the spirit of heaven, one of the dwarf's hands was raised silently, and his thumb and index finger were connected together, like an "ok" mark. Does this mean that he is supporting Xuan's approach? Even Cha Wenbin's eyes were moist.

By the time the last drop of blood from the dwarf's body had flowed clean, the stone pillar was less than a meter above the ground, and the pit had just been filled with blood.

A total of 4,000 milliliters of blood in a person's body, equivalent to about eight bottles of mineral water, came to an abrupt halt when the blood filled the entire pit. Everything seems to be really as Cha Wenbin expected, and the blood sacrifice is the real theme here.

The dwarf's body was pale, and when Xuan lay him flat on the ground, he saw the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, if he was still alive, this was what he looked like when he "grinned".

"He understands." Xuan said this sentence through gritted teeth, and no one suffered more than him.

Just when everyone thought everything had stopped, there was another "click", and then the ground began to shake again, and the boulder moved again.

When he walked past Cha Wenbin, Xuan and him glanced at him, and the two people who were proficient in metaphysics had already understood each other, and everything was clear to them.

"What are you going to do?" When Yuan Min saw Xuan pull out the dagger, she cried out in a lost voice.

"Heaven and earth, we have been here since the day we were found, the dwarf is gone, and we should follow."

When they were children, they were already sacrifices, why? Everything comes from that thread-bound book, this is when they passed through the door of life and death, Cha Wenbin suddenly realized that this is a game that has been laid out for a long time.

What is recorded in the book is reality, and there was really such a master who visited, and his purpose should be the same as Cha Wenbin's trip, all in order to find the legendary holy water. But again, it's a trap, and that's what was arranged when Hetu and I flipped out of that gown.

Before entering the tower, Cha Wenbin tried to find clues from the thread-bound book in his hand.

"I've read this book too." When Xuan said this, he was very understated.

"Where did you look?" Cha Wenbin was a little incredible, although he did not appear in his impression at home, but Hetu was turned out of the old Taoist robe, and it was a relic of his master.

"Page seven or page eight, I don't remember." Xuan said lightly: "Because I was still young at that time, there was a corner missing from that page." ”

Cha Wenbin came back to his senses and flipped through it, and when he turned to the seventh page, everything was stagnant, and in the lower right corner, there was a gap the size of a coin missing.

"I was an orphan, but they actually killed my master, and I knew it when I was very young. From birth, I was a chess piece, and at the age of fifteen, I sneaked into that room with the book on the table. When I saw that page, he came, and I hid under the bed, and I tore off a corner of the book because I was nervous. In fact, with his ability, he already knew that I was here, but he didn't break it, he just put away the book and left, I couldn't be abandoned by him, because I was a pawn, and so were they. ”

Xuan Yi uncharacteristically continued: "Tianxuan Dihuang is just a synonym for the four chess pieces, and those people were born in those two days, and the four of us were fortunate enough to become the final chess pieces and were put into the chess game. Mr. Cha, we are all born for you, and you are the eldest son of the general. ”

Although Cha Wenbin had suspected it for a long time, he had reason to keep convincing himself, because there was his comatose brother there: "For what? ”

Xuan smiled faintly: "For selfish desires." He paused and said, "If I die, please bury this wooden sword with me." As he spoke, he took out an equally yellowed thread-bound book and handed it to Cha Wenbin: "There are actually two volumes in this book, your one is the upper one, and my one is the lower one." He didn't want my life because I hid it at the time, and it has always been my talisman, and as long as I live, they will live, and as long as one of us dies first, everyone else must die. I'm giving it to you today because I should call you a big brother. ”

Flipping through a chapter, the familiar notes jumped on the paper, this page, only a nine-story pagoda was drawn, and a line of small characters was written underneath: Linglong nine-fold, died in Huangquan; The heavens are yellow and the earth is yellow, and the blood sacrifice ascends to heaven.

After that, Cha Wenbin had no time to look at it anymore, but those four words described it really, Xuan understood the purpose of his own existence, and the fate of those three was also controlled from birth.

Returning to the eighth floor of the pagoda, Xuan stood in front of the black stone pit that belonged to him with a dagger and said:

"Heaven and earth, you need the blood of the four of us to break through here, Yuan Min, you are in the south, the Vermilion Bird position, that transparent stone; Dabao, you are the green dragon, the green one. The dwarf is the White Tiger Position, and he has already gone one step ahead and filled these pits with the blood of four people. The four of us are born and breathe together, and those who lack more than one cannot survive, everything is destined, I will go first. ”

With a "poof", the sharp dagger slashed through his throat, leaving no room for himself, and the wound almost cut off his entire neck, and his body fell impartially on the black stone. In an instant, the blood with the temperature began to rush towards the pit, and Xuan still tried to move with the last of his strength, he wanted to make the position of his wound more close.

Sluggish, shocked, it all came too fast and too suddenly. Xuan left, and he walked a little bit that caught Yuan Min off guard.

Touching the face that kept twitching because of the blood splash, Yuan Min smiled: "If you leave, how can I survive." When you stand in front of the wolf for me, I know that I will live and die with you in this life. The immature baby face, desperately caring for the little girl who was trembling behind him, was facing a group of hungry and crazy wolves. From that day on, Yuan Min gave her heart to the boy who never smiled, all of whom were orphans, and she had long regarded him as her own.

Trembling and holding up the face that kept "humming" and bubbling with blood because the trachea was cut, she gently wiped it for him with her hand, and let him go clean if she wanted to go. No tears, no crying, with a smile, with happiness in her heart, her lips pressed against his forehead.

"If one day, I can quit, I will marry you." This sentence has been hidden in her heart for twenty-five years. Finally, today, she can speak.

Putting down the person she loved, she gently picked up the knife in his hand and walked in front of Cha Wenbin: "Our task is to protect you at all costs." If you can, please bury us together. ”

"Poof...... the transparent stone began to turn red, and Suzaku's blood finally began to burn. The southern Vermilion Bird, crimson, turned out to be dyed red with her blood. Her eyes were still looking at the man she loved so much, and at that moment, the eyes of the two of them were closely linked, perhaps at this moment, they had waited too long.

Why didn't Cha Wenbin stop it? Because he can't stop it at all, this is the destiny of heaven, everyone is arranged from the time of birth, and no one can change it. His fists clenched tighter and tighter, his molars had been bitten in two, and his nails had dug deep into his flesh.

Dabao, the tall man who is a little similar to the mountain, has also quietly fallen in his place at this moment, perhaps at this moment his heart has calmed down the apology to the dwarf, owes you, and I will pay it with my life......