This time, the team was led by Mu Changan, and the eighteen people obeyed the command, with the ultimate goal of investigating the ruins of the palace.

"The blood has been distributed to each of you, take it according to the situation after entering, if there is a manifestation of the body parts, you need to take it immediately, and it is forbidden to move forward, and those who do not listen to the command will bear all the consequences. Outside the gate of the palace ruins, Mu Changan looked at the eighteen people in front of him and said with a solemn face.

"Yes, Captain Mu!" eighteen people replied in unison, no one came out to mock him at this time, and no villain who regarded himself as high as Qing appeared.

Without him, no one knows what will happen after entering, but at present, the only thing that can save his life is to rely on the blood flowing in Mu Changan's body, so no one can offend Mu Changan if he offends at this time, otherwise he will not be able to live with his own life.

There was no slap in the face, Mu Changan was naturally happy, and took the team to prepare to enter the palace ruins.

"Whoosh~~"

Suddenly, there was movement from behind, and everyone turned their heads to see that Mi Zhu's figure jumped out of the grass.

"Miss!" exclaimed.

Mu Changan was also speechless, this woman was really stubborn, and she made it clear that she refused to follow up.

"Mu Changan, give me blood quickly, I'm going to get old in a while. Mi Zhu Shen ran to Mu Changan's side with a nervous face, urging.

"Are you still here when you're getting older?" Mu Changan asked rhetorically.

"It's not like you're afraid you won't be able to get out. ”

"Self-righteous. ”

"You know what. ”

......

The stone guards at the gate have long been killed, and there is no obstruction to enter.

The first road is a long corridor, which is dark, because the deeper you go into the body, the faster the aging of the body, so this corridor is named 'the corridor of years'.

In fact, this is a corridor in the Northwest Palace.

It's nothing more than covered by the curse of the years.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

The promenade building is antique, full of architectural styles on the Cursed God Continent, and there are many exquisite landscape paintings carved on the walls of the promenade, as if you are in the Jiangnan Water Pavilion, visiting in the pavilions and pavilions.

But soon something happened.

"Captain Mu, my body is starting to show an aging reaction. One of the team members suddenly spoke up.

This sound seemed to explode the pot.

"Me too, my hands are getting old. ”

"My face has also aged age. ”

Words like this resounded throughout the corridor, and the chatter made people unable to interject at all, especially the atmosphere was still a little depressed and nervous by them, which made Mu Changan frown, and pulled out the wind knife and shouted: "Whoever shouts again will be directly hacked to death!"

This reprimand had a remarkable effect, and all the members of the team did not speak for an instant, but some people took out a bottle containing Mu Chang'an's blood, ready to open it and drink it at any time.

"Don't be in a hurry to drink the blood to relieve the state of aging, otherwise you will have to quit this way. Mu Changan stared at the team member who took out the bottle and said in a deep voice.

There is currently no good way to restrain the curse of time, except that the blood in his body can be lifted all at once, there is no way to completely curb it and not recur. Therefore, if the team members drink this bottle of blood, they may be able to lift the curse of time for a short time, but as long as they continue to go deeper, they will definitely recur again.

In this way, he has to draw the blood of Chang'an.

How can there be so much blood to sustain them?

Inexistent.

Mu Changan only prepared one serving per person, and it was impossible for him to keep pumping the blood in his body for these people, so in this case, if someone chose to drink the blood in the bottle, he could only let him leave.

Mu Changan's words made the team members hesitate, and some of the team members who took out the bottle thought about it and put the bottle back, but there were still a small number of members who hesitated.

"Captain Mu, when will we be able to drink the blood in this bottle?" Mi Zhu didn't show any panic, and asked calmly.

"Keep going, keep an eye on your physical condition, and speak up if you feel like you can't do it anymore. In fact, Mu Changan himself doesn't know where this timing is, so he can only rely on everyone's physical functions as an alarm.

Although this answer was ambiguous, everyone finally resisted the act of taking blood and continued to follow Mu Changan to go deeper.

I have to say that it really takes courage to walk in this corridor of years, because every step forward means that you look older.

This is the footsteps of the years.

Step by step, year by year.

A dark and dark corridor.

Ancient and silent Gangnam.

The years seem to be around us.

Visible, touchable, felt.

"No! I can't!"

Finally, the oppressive atmosphere shattered the courage of one of the members, who opened the bottle and drank the blood violently.

"Get out quickly!" Mu Changan didn't have time to stop him, so he could only choose to let him leave.

The member who drank the blood felt the vitality in his body emerge, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and when he saw Mu Changan yelling at him, as if he had received a grace, he quickly turned around and ran outside.

Looking at the members who ran out, the atmosphere in the field became even more depressing.

"If anyone wants to quit, it's too late. Mu Changan squinted his eyes and said.

He actually hoped that the group would leave, so that he could explore the Northwest Palace alone.

Some of the players in the field began to hesitate, but in the end, none of them chose to leave.

After all, they all came in with a mission, and although the team member who ran out first was temporarily free from the fear of the curse, it might not end well.

No one wants to put themselves in the middle of life and death, but sometimes fate is not up to them.

"You can think about it. Mu Changan pulled Mi Zhu, who looked to be fifty years old, and persuaded.

Mi Zhu was obviously very scared too, especially now that she looked like this, it was even more uncomfortable than killing her.

But she shook her head, took out a scarf from the storage bag and wrapped half of her face, and whispered, "So you can't see it." ”

Isn't that a typical self-deception?

Mu Changan was amused, and couldn't help but ask: "What do you say you are trying to do? Don't say it's to save me, I don't believe it." ”

"Don't believe it, pull it down. Mi Zhu glared at Mu Changan, talked to him uncommonly, and tilted his head to the side.

Seeing that Mi Zhu refused to say, Mu Changan didn't bother to ask, and continued to take the lead in going deeper, perhaps because he felt that the environment was too terrifying, Mi Zhu unconsciously leaned towards Mu Changan's side, and from time to time he could rub each other's shoulders.

"Scared?" Mu Changan quipped.

Mizhu didn't speak.

"Don't worry, I'm more scared. Mu Changan pointed ahead, the corridor had come to an end, and they came to a large hall that had been opened, and outside the main hall, two stone carved broadsword guards stood there majestically.

"Ahh

"Defense!" The remaining seventeen members quickly formed a formation, and all kinds of spiritual weapons flashed into battle.

"It's okay, it should be someone who was once cursed, and now I don't know how to turn into a statue. Mu Changan waved his hand, signaling everyone not to worry, walked up and touched the statue, and the information of the statue appeared in his mind.

"Baili Ling: Northwest Royal Mansion Guard, Retreat ● Concentrating on a Heavy Realm, Superior Qualification, Cursed State. ”

Sure enough, it was in the Northwest Palace.

It's just that how come these people who have been cursed by the years have become stone sculptures?

And looking at their posture is a little weird, as if it is a sudden petrification state, which keeps them in a knife posture.

Has anyone been here before?

Mu Changan touched his chin and thought about it, then took out a broken sword from the storage bag and threw it towards the main hall.

"Whoosh~"

"Ding!"

"Smack~!"

A few crisp sounds, the stone carving broadsword guard instantly swung his knife to cut off the broken sword, don't look at the broadsword is also a stone city carving, but the sharpness should not be underestimated, the broken sword was directly cut into several sections, fell to the ground, and gradually transformed.

The curse of time can even transform a spiritual weapon?

"Boom~"

This time it seemed to wake up the stone statue, and after cutting the broken sword, he immediately found Mu Chang'an and their figures, and directly slashed them.

However, the realm of the stone carving guards is only one realm of condensation, and it is obviously not enough to face the group of strong people who come in and are all about the triple realm of condensation, and they will be crushed by them in minutes.

To Mu Changan's surprise, all the stones were scattered, and there was no physical existence inside, which gradually disappeared after falling to the ground.

What's going on?

Mu Chang'an's face was full of doubts.

"Do you want to go in?" at this time, Mizhu asked in a low voice on the side.

"Of course you have to go in. Mu Changan nodded, beckoned to the back, and said, "You take the lead first, and I will cover." ”

It is not clear what is in the main hall now, but it must be accompanied by danger, and for the sake of safety, Mu Changan feels that they should be allowed to take the lead.

Although the remaining seventeen people were unwilling, but now that their lives were in the hands of Mu Changan, they had no choice at all, so they had to enter the hall one by one.

In the end, Mu Changan and Mi Zhu were left outside.

"Captain Mu, it's safe inside. "There was good news from the team.

Mu Changan was overjoyed, raised his legs and prepared to go in, but was pulled by Mi Zhu on the side.

"What for?"

Mi Zhu's eyes were full of shock, he looked up at forty-five degrees and pointed with his finger.

Mu Changan followed his gaze and saw that there was a mahogany plaque above the main hall, which read: Northwest Palace, four big characters.

Not good!

Mu Changan was secretly frightened.

How the hell is this plaque so well preserved?

Moreover, the characters of the Cursed God Continent are all in traditional Chinese, which is too easy for Chinese people to recognize.

"What's so surprising about this, isn't it just a plaque. Mu Changan pretended not to care and said, this kind of thing is to pretend that it is not a big deal, confuse Mi Zhu's concept, and make her the same as herself.

"However, where did this Northwest Royal Mansion come from? Mi Zhu is different from Mu Chang'an, for her, discovering the presence of words in the ruins is no less than finding a high-grade treasure, because it plays a vital role in the earth's understanding and research of the ruins.