She could only watch as Yinchen stretched out his hand, grabbed the copper ring on the door, and with a slight pull, the tall and narrow door made a screeching sound of the rusty copper door shaft turning, and it opened naturally, without any other mechanism, and without any changes as Feiquan imagined. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Feiquan followed Yinchen, just so plain and unremarkable, and walked out of this treacherous hall without any danger.

"This is coming out?" Looking at the stone steps gradually illuminated by the sun, Feiquan felt still in a dream.

"Pretty much. Silver Dust said coldly, he wanted to use such a sentence to completely cover up the despair and horror he had experienced in this hall. The spell bit is shattered, which is a mental pain that no mage can bear.

"It seems that we have to be more cautious in the future, there is really a 'Scattered Yuan Poison' in this world that can destroy the spell bit together. Yinchen secretly summed up the lesson in his heart, raised his legs and continued to climb up.

On the road to the top of the mountain, there are still many tests waiting for him.

Behind him, Feiquan didn't move immediately, just looked at his small figure slowly rising, and the dark Danfeng's eyes were rolling with a double look of jealousy and obsession.

The small silver-white figure, in the sunlight and majesty, slowly rose to the stone steps, showing an arrogant and cold shadow. The silver-white trench coat, the silver-white right hand, and the silver-white hair, as if the boy's heart was silver-white faith, silver-white persistence, pure or a trace of variegation. Feiquan looked at her back, and the palm of the hand holding the spear was full of sweat, making her feel that the wooden gun in the palm of her hand was made into a greasy and slippery bladder. She had already seen that the little boy Yinchen was actually the same as Wan Jianxin, no, it should be said that he was the same as Wan Wanxiang, he was the terrifying genius who had comprehended the [Dao].

At the age of eleven, you can realize the Tao, such a person is no longer a human being, an immortal, a demon, and a monster.

Feiquan's hand was completely loosened, as if she was carrying a flagpole and carrying a spear behind her, even the arrogant head that had always been raised high, now it was also lowered a little, she knew that she was dancing with "non-human", and if she was not careful, she would die.

The two of them were silent, and quickly walked to the third hall, Yinchen didn't rush in, and turned his head to look at Aunt Feiquan.

"What's the matter, you've come to this field, why don't you hurry up and go in?" Feiquan said with a smile on his greatest acting skills. The first impression of her words to Silver Dust was that it was full of teasing, and there was a little bit of provocation and contempt, but it did not let Silver Dust, who had lost her domain perception, see the fear that was carefully hidden in her heart. In the deepest part of her heart, she was a little afraid of Silver Dust, but she very much hoped that she could calculate the death of Silver Dust and get rid of this current strongest treasure hunting competitor.

Silver Dust didn't answer, just made a gesture of please, his movements were as graceful as the noblest British royalty, but the expression on his face was like a stone sculpture throughout.

"What do you mean by that?" Feiquan's face immediately hung a thin layer of anger, and the expression was like that of a rude, willful and innocent little princess. In fact, Feiquan just wanted to pretend to be such a pure and brutal princess image to confuse the opponent, not only to confuse Yinchen, but also to use Yinchen as a practice object to confuse Du Chuanchang and them.

"Ladies first. Silver Dust's answer was as gentle as water, which was the most standard princely style.

Feiquan's face had a haughty look, but a bright light flashed in his eyes. Silver Dust's unexpectedly perfect performance inadvertently coincided with the imaginary impression of Prince Charming in Feiquan's heart, and it was even more vivid than the image in his heart. Feiquan has never met a man like this, a man who respects women. She had seen too many gentle or pretending to be gentle men, and she had seen too many brave or pretending to be brave sons, but those people, those men who had been completely brainwashed by the etiquette and rules of the Southern Empire, had never really respected her as a prominent daughter. The men of the Southern Empire never let women go ahead of them.

Feiquan maintained a haughty expression, and the lotus step moved lightly to the closed door. As with the previous two times, the door seemed to sense someone coming, and it slowly opened automatically.

The moment the third bold front door opened, both of them took many steps back.

Purple scorpions crawled everywhere, and on the innermost wall of the main hall, a large hole two feet square was carved out, and the outside of the big hole was a ladder leading to the next temple. And the walls around the big hole were carved with many horizontal grooves, and the grooves were crawling with scorpions.

Not only are the grooves in the walls full of scorpions, but even the round pillars are nested one by one, and they are crawling with scorpions. Purple wanted the scorpion to squirm, squeaking, and crawling. On the ground, there are even more scorpions stacked with scorpions, like a carpet paved with three thick layers of armor, tumbling and squirming, which can definitely make people vomit out overnight meals.

The moment the door opened, the scorpions near the door seemed to smell the breath of fresh flesh and blood, and the waves rushed over.

Aunt Feiquan let out a fragile scream, desperately brandishing her spear to hit the hundreds, but the huge scorpions that were only a few feet long, but she ran back in a panic. Silver Dust only moved his fingers in the face of the frenzied swarm of scorpions.

"Light God bless. ”

The one-foot diameter barrier protected him, but he couldn't resist the madness of the scorpions, and the torrent of scorpions rushed to the Light God Blessing, slamming into the barrier, and many scorpions were smashed to pieces, turning into purple shards and white viscous plasma. The Light Divine Blessing shook violently, shattering in a few moments, and then the scorpions rushed to Silver Dust, ignoring him completely, rushing past his feet and continuing to climb down the stone steps. Silver Dust was wondering, when he heard the screams behind him suddenly turn into a coquettish voice:

"Unconscious Divine Armor—"

In an instant, a sky-high aura erupted behind Silver Dust. He looked back in amazement, only to see a storm of air blowing dozens of scorpions into the air, and the storm itself quickly weakened and eventually disappeared. Aunt Feiquan held a spear in both hands, the tip of the spear reaching straight into the stone steps at her feet, her long hair fluttering, her clothes fluttering, her eyes closed, and her face was holy and pious. The huge scorpions that surrounded her would move their pincers, wagging their tails, and vibrating their feet towards her, only to bounce back with a strange force, as if she had some magic shield on her. Silver Dust was dumbfounded. "Can a warrior also open a shield?" he asked himself, without an answer. (To be continued.) )