One for each layer of the lock demon tower, there is a big seal outside the tower, the layers of seals fit, if it is broken, it will be broken from one layer, and the next layer will be strengthened if it is broken. Wuyong and Wufeng walked up to the empty third floor, and their hearts were a little cold. Along the way, they saw only a large amount of blood and no corpses, as if all the youkai had evaporated.

"Could it be that person did it?" Wufeng looked at the scattered rubble and bloodstains, frowned slightly and asked, "He destroyed the evidence himself." ”

"Why did he go to such lengths to destroy the evidence?" asked Wu Yong faintly. The man in black lowered his eyes slightly, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Because he knows that you can recognize spiritual arts, if you leave any traces, you may be recognized!"

Wuyong nodded, and walked towards the fourth floor: "There are many people who know that I can understand spiritual arts, but he still has some omissions, and his spiritual power is also left on the stone gate." ”

"Who is it?" Wufeng subconsciously asked. The man in white glanced back at him and moved his lips. Wufeng looked shocked, and saw Wuyong turn around and continue to walk forward, and the golden thread in his hand began to spread: "I once heard Gu Granny talk about a kind of Gu that can allow people to absorb demon power for a short period of time for their own use, but there is only so much demon power, and it must be replenished when it is used up." I guess he should have given himself this Gu. ”

Turning to the fourth floor, both of them were shocked by the blood on the ground. There was obviously a more terrible massacre here than below, and there was no clean place at all, Wuyong frowned slightly, hesitated, and took the gold thread. The two of them walked wordlessly through the fourth floor and stepped up to the fifth, this time the scene in front of them was slightly better, but at the same time, Wufeng sensed something-"A demon has come." ”

The piccolo on his waist flickered with a faint light, and a few starlight points floated out: "The flute is made of bamboo, it should be that bamboo demon king who has been here...... No, I've been there. Seeing that the light points melted into the stone slab overhead, the two of them glanced at each other and hurriedly walked upstairs.

Sure enough, on the sixth floor, they finally saw the corpse, albeit a dry bone that had been drained of essence and blood.

Wu Yong suddenly remembered something: "If I'm not mistaken, the demons who have cultivated for three hundred to five hundred years on the fourth and fifth floors of the Demon Lock Tower, and the sixth layer are those with quite high cultivation but not as threatening as the Demon King?"

"Yes, that's what Bai Changkong said. ”

The man in white suddenly realized, he lowered his head and touched the dry bones, and sure enough, there were some bamboo shavings. These demons were killed by the demon king, and the fifth layer and down were all killed by that person; there are traces of a fight here, and the golden thread spreads, unlike the remnants of the stone gate, the remnants of the immortal law this time are even stronger, it seems that these two people not only met, but also had a big fight.

"How is it?" Seeing that the corner of the man's lips smiled and accepted the gold thread, Wufeng asked.

"Almost, I'll discuss it with her. Wuyong's answer was very vague, and this 'she' obviously meant Jun Luo, Wufeng didn't ask much, and followed him out.

Lost Valley. Cave.

The turquoise ghost fire flickered, the air twisted slightly, and a man in black walked out of the fire. The black witch had just come out of the chaos, and he had collected many powerful souls to sacrifice to the soul cone, and now he could have the strength to fight even if he encountered Shen Yan. The strength of the black witch is on par with Jun Luo, who holds the Longquan Sword, but if it is not someone else's first, he rarely kills, so his strength is a mystery to the Xianmen, even Xia Pingya only knows that it is not easy to provoke but does not know very well.

But the black witch never cared about the strength of his ability, everything he did was just to cultivate into a ghost immortal.

Enshrined the soul cone in the ghost fire, the man took off his hood, revealing silver hair and purple eyes, and there was a hint of fatigue when he looked closely. He just sat quietly, the poisonous insects around him didn't dare to step forward, and the man looked at the door of the cave and was distracted, but what he thought was the blue shadow.

I wonder how she's doing now......

In the chaos, Xia Han's 'sir' seemed to fill a hole in his heart, but it was like throwing a stone in a deep well, which was far from enough, he wanted to get close to her and listen to her say more, but those dreams, only he knew, she hadn't dreamed.

The Dark Witch hated this complex emotion, but he was indeed controlled by the girl, his intellect told him that he couldn't, but the soul seemed to have other thoughts.

Approach her, love her, protect her.

"No...... I can't ......."

"Can't what?" A clear voice came from above his head, the black witch subconsciously raised his hand, Xia Han hurriedly flashed back, startled: "What's wrong?" Her words were full of concern, the black witch saw that it was her, moved his lips, and lowered his head again: "What are you doing here?"

The woman in Tsing Yi took two steps forward to avoid the scorpion behind her, and shook the food box in her hand: "Thank you for saving me in the chaos." ”

"I don't eat these. Seeing her half-kneeling on the ground to open the box, the black witch frowned slightly.

"It's rare for me to meet the next cook once in a century, why don't you have to give me a face?" Xia Han ignored his protest, and was just about to take out the food in the box, looking at the dried blood stains on the ground, his hand stopped: "Why don't we go out to eat?"

The man didn't speak, staring at Xia Han indifferently, his face full of rejection. Xia Han's eyes lowered slightly, his plain white hand grabbed the food box, and pursed his lips: "That's it, you are the host and I am the guest." As he spoke, he reached out to serve the food, but was clamped by the wrist of the black witch, who looked at her helplessly, helped her close the lid, and stood up: "Let's go." ”

From the entrance of the black witch's cave, you can just overlook the entire Xia family's house, Xia Han and him sat side by side, and Yu Guang watched the man take a bite of food and a mouthful of food, and he was in an inexplicably good mood. There are really too many things that have happened in these days, from falling into chaos to Junluo being framed, and Hengshan Lock Demon Tower, she seems to have heard so many things about Xianmen for a long time;

The Water Moon Pavilion and the Life and Death Terrace are united, and the Xia clan is like losing an arm; the Yu clan is in decline, and the sword village seems to be no longer out of the matter, and the small sects of the Langshan Sword Sect have also begun to see the wind and rudder and pray for the protection of the sword village; although looking at the Xia clan is still beautiful, Xia Han knows that there are many hidden dangers.

But these things, she didn't bother to think about them, she just wanted to sit here for a while, beside this person. Slightly tilted his head to look at the black witch, just as the black witch looked over, Xia Han smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded imperceptibly, in exchange for the knowing laughter of the woman in Tsing Yi.

"That's good. Xia Han said softly.

Changan. Yuwang Mansion.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty invites you to enter the palace. The great eunuch Li Gonggong beside the emperor saluted the man who was reading and said. The man in the dark purple brocade robe hurriedly put down the book in his hand when he heard this, but seeing that he was gentle and gentle, elegant and dignified, he felt humble and polite at first glance, but when he looked at his eyebrows, he was arrogant; Qi Yu stood up, and there was some confusion in his eyes: "Why did my father suddenly summon me? But what's the urgency?"

Gonggong Li sighed and made a gesture of invitation: "Your Highness, go with the old slave, Your Majesty is furious in the Chaoyuan Palace, and someone is involved in General Liu's embezzlement of military salaries, and this is about to go on the expedition, there is such a thing, alas......"

"General Liu embezzled military salaries?" Qi Yu took a deep breath and hurriedly followed Gonggong Li to the Chaoyuan Palace.

Chaoyuan Hall.

"Your Majesty! The minister is willing to gamble with the lives of the whole family, and if there is no word or falsification of what he said today!" Han Shanggui, the secretary of the ministry, said loudly, and kowtowed a few times: "Liu Bin is pampered and arrogant, and if His Majesty does not punish him heavily, how can he stabilize the morale of the army!"

"Enough!" Qi Xing waved his hand violently and shouted: "Come on, Liu Bin embezzled military salaries, and immediately pressed into the heavenly prison, waiting for me to interrogate him personally!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Qi Yu approached the main hall, he heard his father's order, even though he was anxious, he didn't show it, and saluted respectfully: "Father, Lord Han." Han Shanggui sneered in his heart, but he also returned the salute politely: "Your Highness." "Liu Bin is Qi Yu's own uncle, and now that Qi Xing is angry, he naturally won't treat Qi Yu well, only blame him for being clever and hitting the muzzle of the gun. Thinking so in his heart, Han Shanggui flashed with schadenfreude in his eyes, and Qi Yu obviously saw it in his eyes, and he was not angry, but just bowed his hand to his father again: "Father, my son is late, and I can't share my father's worries." ”

Qi Xing sneered: "Even if you come early, you will only intercede for your uncle, who is not angry, where can you share my worries? Han Shanggui, show him all the human and material evidence, so as not to say that I listen to and believe partially." ”

The father and son saw that there was obviously a disagreement, Qi Yu just bowed his head humbly, and did not dare to speak, but in the eyes of Han Shanggui, he looked like a loser, and he inevitably said in a somewhat triumphant tone: "Your Highness, last year's campaign against the Uighurs, General Liu and His Royal Highness went out together, but the military salary was delayed, and the soldiers went to look for it, but they were beaten and even killed. This is a witness, these are the confessions drawn by the soldiers, as for the embezzled military salaries......" Han Shanggui glanced at Qi Xing and said sarcastically: "It's all replaced by the Liu family's house and land in their hometown." ”

After flipping through the pages, Qi Yu saluted Qi Xing and said, "General Liu's move has hurt the face of the imperial court, and my father is wise." ”

Qi Xing's expression softened a little, and he asked Qi Yu about his homework and let him go back. Seeing that the door of Chaoyuan Hall was closed, Qi Yu sighed softly, quite a little sad and angry, and looked at a little eunuch walking quickly beside him: "Your Highness, Gong Li sent you back." ”

"I'm sorry for you. Qi Yu smiled slightly and walked forward with him.

The two of them made a long detour, and the road was empty, so they heard the little eunuch whisper: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is used to loving you and the general, why is this like today, have you thought about it?"

Qi Yu's eyebrows moved, and his words were still dripping: "Uncle made a big mistake, and my father was angry. ”

"What if the minions tell you that this is not the case?"

The little eunuch stopped and raised his head to look at Qi Yu, whose pupils shrank slightly, as if he was a little incredulous. Just listen to the man: "Recently, the palace has been forbidden and unclean, and there are often palace maids and concubines who die. ”