"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Zhuge Yuan's chest rose and fell, and he coughed up heavy blood, and a trace of black blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, looking painful, and it took a while for his dry pain to subside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhuge Yan struggled to open his eyes, and Mu Zi, who was gradually losing his life, stared at the evil man in front of him with endless resentment, as if he wanted to kill Yi Ming with anger.

"Yiming... You filthy brute....you are as filthy as your people....curse....you... Rest gets... Get...."

"What do you get? Spell plate key, rest assured, I will find the artifact, and your son and I will send him down to accompany you as soon as possible! ”

"You..."

It's just that Yi Ming no longer has the patience to accompany the dying person to talk nonsense, and immediately stepped down and stepped heavily on Zhuge Yuan's chest, this kick made the blood that was eroded by Gu poison into jet-black rancid blood suddenly spurted out of Zhuge Yuan's mouth, and after an instant, Zhuge Yuan entered another world forever.

After dealing with the miscellaneous pieces in front of him, Yi Ming got up and spat it, and the swarthy Mu Zi looked in the direction where Zhuge Xiu disappeared and muttered to himself: "Little beast, I see how far you can escape..."

Listening to the screams that were getting smaller and smaller until they were gone, Zhuge Xiu was full of anger, tears poured down his cheeks, he couldn't do anything, and his father's words echoed in his ears like echoes, so that he couldn't stop for a moment, once he stopped, it was death, and if he stopped, it was the day of extinction of the Zhuge clan of the Five Phases Gate.

But the long period of crazy running made Zhuge Xiu extremely tired, and the dry and cracked breath burned his chest like a flame, and finally, he stopped his steps, leaned back against the forest and gasped for breath to rest, and reached out to touch his arms, the thing his father gave him turned out to be a walnut, but the walnut had long since dried up, and the gray buttery shell seemed to tell the vicissitudes of the years, gently rubbing the walnut, its shiny skin seemed to carry his father's temperature, which made Zhuge Xiu unbearable.

'The stuff is there...'

With his father's words echoing in his ears, Zhuge Xiu naturally knew what the thing was referring to - the spell plate key. But now it seems that this evil magic weapon that has tormented the Five Phases Gate for hundreds of years, is it really worth it for my father?

At this time, a respectful voice came, which startled Zhuge Xiu.

"Young Master, I finally found you!"

Looking up, Zhuge Xiu saw Uncle Ming, the housekeeper of the Pavilion, who had accompanied him since he was a child, appear in front of him, but at this time, Uncle Ming's appearance changed greatly, he was dressed in a black ancient robe, he looked sharp and intimidating, and he completely lost the demeanor of the servant butler in the past.

"Uncle Ming, father, he..." suddenly saw someone close to him, Zhuge Xiu's heart surged, as if he wanted to vent his pain, but the situation was urgent, and Uncle Ming didn't have the time to listen to his nonsense.

"Young master, the situation is urgent, come with me, the old master has something to explain..."

"Old master?" Zhuge Xiu was stunned, isn't this his grandfather Zhuge Li?

Uncle Ming dragged Zhuge Xiu through the small yellow ridge on the south side of Wuxiang Mountain, bypassed three stone forests with magic arrays, and came to the forbidden place of Wuxiangmen-Ghost Tomb Spirit.

The ghost tomb spirit is the burial place of the ancestors of the five-phase gate, since the Zhuge family moved to the seclusion in Changzhong, the door master has always been buried here after his death, and the five-phase gate is the world's divination style everyone, so each door master will set up a magic circle here before death, so as to prevent outsiders from entering, even if the people of the five-phase gate, without the leadership of the tomb keeper, can not enter at all, even if they are forced to enter, they will only be lost in the magic array of the heavy tomb protection, and eventually turn into dry bones in the dust.

Standing at the entrance, Zhuge Xiu only felt that the ghost tomb spirit was breezy, terrifying, and the looming, ghostly green ghost fire was wandering in the forest, supplemented by those stone statues, and the oppression of the horror and horror would definitely make people stop.

"Young master, let's go, I'm afraid the old master won't have much time!" Uncle Ming said, taking the lead in stepping into the chaotic path of the ghost tomb spirit.

"Uncle Ming..."Zhuge Xiu shouted, but Uncle Ming beckoned to him, and the firmness in his eyes made Zhuge Xiu swallow all the words into his stomach.

Walking on the path paved with gravel and blue rock, Zhuge Xiu hung his heart in his throat like a frightened bird, and countless ghostly fires floated around, several of which hovered in front of Zhuge Xiu, and even penetrated his body.

"Don't be afraid, these are the remnants of the ancestors of the sect masters, they are nostalgic for the world and don't want to disperse!" Uncle Ming walked fast, looked back, and found that Zhuge Xiu was shocked by the ghostly fire and stopped, so he could only turn around and pull him forward.

Along the way, Zhuge Xiu's heart became more and more irritable, as the descendant of the Wuxiangmen, until the moment of his father's death, he found that he didn't know anything about the Wuxiangmen, in front of his father and Uncle Ming, he was as ignorant as a child.

After walking for about half a moment, Zhuge Xiu came to a stone building, looking at the building in front of him, Zhuge Xiu was shocked, this kind of building is so huge, at least three zhang high, but until the building, he has never seen it, and this is not the highest place in Wuxiang Mountain, and he has never seen it when he stood on the top of the mountain in the past.

"Let's go in, the old master is inside!"

Uncle Ming sighed, pushed open the stone door and entered, in front of him, the spacious stone road was divided into three, Zhuge Xiu didn't know how to go, only to see Uncle Ming fiddling with the circular five-phase array plate at the entrance, the array plate was staggered, making a squeaking sound, and after a while, a stone cave stood out on the stone wall on the left and right sides of the three stone gates.

"Let's go, at this time your grandfather's mausoleum!"

Looking at the changes in front of him, Zhuge Xiu's heart was full of consternation, before entering the stone cave, he looked at the three spacious stone paths, according to the precedent of the five-phase gate formation, even if someone enters here, if they mistakenly enter any of the three gates, I am afraid it will be a dead end.

The dark stone cave meandered, the dim wall fire was scattered, as if it would be extinguished at any time, and when he walked to the end of the stone cave, Uncle Ming pushed open the stone rock door carved with the style of divination, and the old master Zhuge Li was lying on the stone bed in the middle.

Seeing Zhuge leaving, Zhuge Xiu trotted two steps, threw himself forward, and knelt in front of Zhuge leaving the bed: "Grandpa!" Father, he..."

"Ahem, cough, cough"

On the stone bed, Zhuge Li opened his eyes slightly, heavy gasping accompanied by bursts of low cough smashed on Zhuge Xiu's heart like a hammer, looking at his grandfather's pale and tired appearance, he didn't know how long his grandfather could last.

"Xiu'er, don't hate your father, I made him do that, hate me if you want to hate..."

"Grandpa, no one hates my grandson, my grandson only hates the sky and doesn't open his eyes, and hates that my five-phase gate fate is so obscure..."

Listening to Zhuge Xiu's crying and angry voice, Zhuge Li's old hand with only skin and bones left was raised slightly, and Uncle Ming stepped forward and helped Zhuge Li up.

"Xiu'er, although the Wuxiangmen is not the main gate of the Taoist, it is also the clan of the right path, but it is a pity that your ancestors were lustful for evil for a while, and they were implicated in the fate of the Yi clan, so they have such a bitter fruit today!" Zhuge Li said, Uncle Ming turned around and took out a round wooden box from the stone wall behind him and handed it to Zhuge Xiu. (To be continued.) )