Royal Palace, ruins.

The red giant's black hair gradually appeared some mysterious and incomprehensible textures, which were similar to those in its body, and these textures began to slowly outline as it ate, and seemed to become a blurred face.

The guards who saw it close were suddenly stunned, then dropped their crossbows, and began to kneel on the ground, shouting for the sky and grabbing the ground, and suddenly laughing, looking crazy.

If you really have a pair of eyes to look closely, you can find that the pattern of the hair shows the appearance of a closed-eyed human face, if it is more delicate, you can find that this human face is vaguely similar to the countless white closed-eyed grimaces when the paradox sparrow spreads its wings!

If you stand together, you may still have the taste of a couple.

The passive grimaces hidden between the wings actually showed their silhouettes in the long hair of the red giant.

As a result, all the frightened voices were gone, and all that remained of the palace was the voice of crying or laughing, and all that remained was the sound of focused eating.

Anyone who saw the grimace on the red giant's hair went crazy, whether it was the guards, the palace maids, the eunuchs, or the elite.

"I'm going to see who the demons are reckless in the palace!"

Xia Yan, who felt that the situation had stabilized a little, led the mountain camp and Ouchi with him, and hurried in the direction of the loud voice.

He really felt embarrassed to be escaped by the little imperial uncle who was about the same age as himself, but the appearance of this demon at this time gave him the feeling of regaining his prestige.

What's more, if he can't even guard the palace well, he will also be criticized when the civil and military officials come to the court.

I have heard a lot of legends about the ghosts and monsters in the Central Plains, but the real demon has never been there, not to mention that there are many people on his side, and they are all really unable to fight, and he can escape with Qi Lao.

The little head, after tonight's ups and downs, betrayal and killing, is in a state of indifference and ruthlessness, and after thinking back and forth twice, I feel quite stable.

Therefore, the second prince, who felt that everything was under control, set off.

And then.

Xia Yan went crazy.

The elite of the three hundred hooked sickles in the mountain camp also went crazy.

It's straightforward and there is no suspense.

And the only one who is not crazy is only Wuling Wang Xia Qi, or Wang Qi, he lowered his head when he saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ran, although after running two steps, he felt like a finger was inserted in his mind, stirring back and forth in his brain, and countless thoughts suddenly poured into his brain like a burst.

The Black Lotus Holy Envoy only felt that his body was out of balance, and after stumbling two steps, he fell to the ground, and then lucked his internal strength in time, and at the same time silently recited the meditation trick of eliminating the demons in his heart, and in this way, after withstanding the extreme pain of the initial period and the torture of hell, he slowly reached a certain balance, barely maintained.

In his ears, the terrifying sound of gnawing, rumbling, collapsing, crying and laughing was endless, and the Black Lotus Holy Envoy could only imagine it.

Occasionally, in a clear moment, such a thought flashed: My Great White Lotus is just thinking about stealing the palace, and you... I actually want to eat the palace!

The fear that he had when he was a pet man many years ago was once again awakened by the figure of this demon, and Wang Qi trembled.

Thankfully, the voice slowly faded away.

There was a dead silence all around.

All the frantic cries and giggles fell silent, as if they had fainted.

Wang Qi reluctantly let himself lie down, pinching the seal with both hands, this is the technique treasured in the shadow court, it is a certain senior who saw the "true Buddha" in the Green Pothos Zen Temple, and the "Buddha's handprint" copied down, although it is only like a god, but it is extremely effective, once pinched out, it can calm the demons, so that the practitioner has countless times to test the opportunity to go to the next layer of exercises.

Pinching the handprint, Wang Qi's eyelids still can't open, there are too many thoughts impacting his brain, there are too many fragility attacking his heart, at this time, it is completely by virtue of will, can barely support.

Can a person who can lie dormant for 50 years, and once he gathers momentum, he will form a general trend, is he a mediocre talent?

Back then, the former Black Lotus Holy Envoy thought that he also valued his qualities, so he was willing to trust him with his body, and he only wanted to change the bright future of his "vacuum hometown" with his skills.

Trample...

Stompe...

Wang Qi heard heavy and slow footsteps.

Who is it?!

Who else will come to this ruined palace?

Friend or foe?

No, whoever it is, it should be friends.

Xia Qi is a person from Da Zhou, and Wang Qi is a person from White Lotus, and there is no third party.

Then, there was the cry.

Wailing and howling!

"Heaven is not benevolent, and it actually sent a natural disaster to my Great Zhou!!"

"Why?"

"Why!"

"Why!!"

The immature and familiar voice, compassionate, seemed to vent his dissatisfaction and pain to the heavens.

Wang Qi instinctively wanted to laugh.

For only the weak will wail.

But those three questions asked the sky, but one was repeated.

At the first sound, Wang Qi scoffed.

On the second sound, Wang Qi only felt that some part of his heart was touched.

The third sound, Wang Qi suddenly felt that he knew who was coming, and his mind reflected the figure of the overlord who had just stepped on the moon and left, that figure should have just placed the red lotus at this time, and when he arrived, he found that the ground was full of ruins, so he roared angrily.

Ask the heavens and the earth to be unfair!

Hate why I wasn't there at the time, I couldn't punish the Red Devil in that troubled world!

Wang Qi couldn't help but sigh lightly, this son... is really the divine pillar of this great Zhou, with him, the Great Zhou will not die, but it is a pity that he is too young.

Even when he was on the opposite side, he couldn't help but be silent.

And for some reason, these three voices suppressed all the distracting thoughts in his mind, but his heart was clear.

This is great perseverance, great ambition!

Only the sound mixed with such thoughts can infect people, just like the Buddha's shout, which can wake up obsessed sentient beings and jump out of the sea of red dust and suffering.

His eyelids moved, and a slit opened, and in the gap was the cold wind and the vast moonlight in the early morning of deep winter, and the lonely figure standing in the middle of the ruins holding Fang Tian's halberd.

"It's okay, King Wuling. ”

The cloaked figure quickly rushed to help Wang Qi up, his face was full of concern, Wang Qi knew that it was not for himself alone, but for the world without discrimination.

That's mercy.

Born benevolent, but also endowed with divine power, such a character.

Wang Qi suddenly felt that he was not too yin, and suddenly felt that the dark memories that he could not recall as a favorite man were being purified and dull in this benevolent light-like gaze.

He himself couldn't imagine that in this short period of time, his mentality suddenly changed so wonderfully, so he sighed: "It's okay." ”

If it were ordinary, he would not be moved, if it was three sounds, it would be three hundred, three thousand.

But there is a great terror between life and death, and Xia Guang's three questions pointed out a way of life and a way of redemption for him.

At this moment, he was even thinking, isn't this Xia Guangmo the god of the "vacuum hometown"?

"What about my imperial sister, Xia Jiejie, where is she?" Xia Guang asked the question he really wanted to ask.

Since his talent was discovered, he only felt that any problem that could be solved by acting was not a problem, not to mention that his temperament seemed to be gradually improved in this performance.

For example, in the battle surrounded by the 300 mountain camps, his nine-layer terrifying Peerless Halberd Method actually faintly showed signs of consummation, which meant that the original obstacle of "disharmony of heart" was slowly being broken.

His voice was also a little broken, hoarse, and repeated with nostalgia: "King Wuling must know, please tell me." ”

Wang Qi's lips moved, and he felt that if he said it, he would be a big fool.

But the three thunderstorms of Skynet have sounded, and the overall situation should be settled, and at this time, tell him that even if he really goes, it won't change anything, so...

Looking at the person in front of him again, he decided to be a fool, "Outside the palace, go out of the south gate, go to the first building of the Yunju world, and you can meet it halfway." ”

After thinking about it, he was going to continue to say, "If you encounter danger, report me the name of King Wuling, maybe you can sell some face", but such words were not said after all.

How can such a person need his own protection?

The reason why the terrifying Red Devil disappeared is probably because of his arrival, right?