The three of them looked at each other.

A cold aura surrounded them, and the painting on the wooden door was too weird, especially the cold-eyed, smiling baby, which added to the terrifying atmosphere here.

The clouds and mist behind him gently surged, and as the rune paper burned out, the painting on the wooden door returned to its original appearance, and it was quiet for a while, Yin Song was the first to speak, he pouted, a little frustrated, "I guess we are in big trouble, this cloud palace is really more and more evil." ”

Su Qi agreed with this very much, and he looked around at the small courtyard in front of him, "This painting was still there when the illusion took effect, which means that someone painted it on the wooden door long before the illusion of the Cloud Palace was cast, but it was later altered, and the baby was painted extremely cold, and another word of sin was added...... But if this woman is really the imperial concubine, who is so bold as to dare to say that she is guilty?"

"The guilty one may not be the imperial concubine, right...... Maybe it's this baby?" Anya stood behind Su Qi and poked out her little head, "I remember that you just said that she was the mother of Emperor Zi Yunjiang? If she only has one child, then isn't this baby referring to Emperor Zi Yunjiang? Maybe this painting is saying that he is guilty." ”

"Emperor Yunjiang ......" Yin Song muttered, a little sad, "There has never been any crime in the Ancient Palace, but it is often said that he is famous all over the world, and the audience loves him, if he is not a monk, he is likely to become the Ming Emperor of the Chaoyun Empire." ”

The trio fell silent again, the painting revealing some unsettling implications, but they knew too little to know for sure the identity of the person on it, nor who had tampered with it.

Outside the quiet courtyard, there is a long palace road, which is paved with more luxurious white jade, which slightly reflects the bright luster, and complements the clouds and mist.

The three of them were still pondering the deep meaning contained in the painting, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the clouds.

The footsteps came from the depths of the palace road, hurried and messy, there were obviously more than one person, and judging from the voice, the other party's speed was fast, and it seemed that he was running as hard as he could.

This kind of practice is not normal in the Cloud Palace, any monk with a brain would not do this, either the other party has found some priceless treasure, and the danger of the Cloud Palace is completely negligible compared to it, or he is fleeing for his life.

Su Qi decisively put away the jade card, the expelled clouds and mist instantly poured back, and the three of them quickly slipped into the courtyard, Su Qi flew out of his hand several pieces of hidden talisman paper, quickly pasted on the three of them, he and Yin Song crouched behind the wooden door, cautiously looking at the palace road outside.

Footsteps are getting closer.

There were three people in total, front and back, each at a distance of a few feet.

One Zhushen, two Kongming, their aura is very disordered, as if they have been injured not lightly, especially the one who runs last, and the breath is even weaker, Su Qineng vaguely noticed that this person was not only injured, but also extremely frightened, his breathing was quite heavy, in this quiet cloud palace, this was as conspicuous as his footsteps.

Someone rushed through the wooden door.

The palace road was very wide, this person ran in the middle of the palace road, he didn't notice that there was such a small courtyard in the clouds, he ran more and more quickly, and actually took off into the air, trying to fly away from here.

Because of the clouds and mist, Su Qi and the others didn't see his movements at first, but when his aura burst out in an instant, and a spiritual light rushed straight into the sky, they realized what this Tsukushen had made in a desperate situation.

"Idiot!" Yin Song scolded in a low voice.

He knew very well what an idiotic thing it was to fly in the Cloud Palace.

Sure enough, before he could take three breaths, the clouds and mist that shrouded the cloud palace surged violently, and he frantically pressed towards this place from all around, as if the monk's breakthrough had touched some kind of formation, and the clouds and mist in the sky fell down, almost condensed into substance, and in the blink of an eye, the monk was tightly wrapped.

The aura disappeared suddenly.

It was as if the Tsukumi had been swallowed up by the clouds and mist, and in just a few moments, he fell from the sky and fell to the ground with a bang, like a puddle of mud, without a sound.

Su Qi's face was grim, he tilted his head slightly, those clouds and mist spread again, he noticed the change in the aura, but he couldn't find out its source, but it was very similar to coming from the depths of the Cloud Palace.

Is it the so-called cloud disk, or is it the fifteenth Dao pupil secretly manipulating, or is there some kind of powerful formation hidden in this cloud palace itself?

Su Qi didn't have a chance to think about it, the second monk who fled in a hurry had already run to the front of the wooden door, after his companion died tragically in the clouds, he also became more and more desperate, but he still didn't dare to fly, he stumbled and ran all the way, coupled with the horror of his soul, he coincidentally ran crookedly, and crashed into the small courtyard where Su Qi and the others were hiding.

Su Qi and Yin Song couldn't scold angrily, grabbed this frightened unlucky monk, one of them shut his mouth, and the other pressed him, firmly controlling him, and he couldn't make a sound, Su Qi took out two more rune papers and slapped them on his head.

The third man had already rushed in, perhaps because he was wounded, and he was not very fast, he roared and cursed almost madly, and the knife in his hand slashed behind him in a haphazard manner, but soon something seemed to come from the clouds, and it was extremely fast, and it slammed into the monk, followed by the sound of falling to the ground and tumbling.

With a few howls, the monk's voice grew weaker and weaker, and the sound of biting gradually came from the clouds, as if some kind of beast was using food.

Su Qi held his breath, the monk beside him trembled, Yin Song clutched the wooden door tightly, not daring to move, while Anya held the stone knife in one hand and a soul sculpture uneasily in the other, and the three of them stared at the thick white mist, extremely nervous.

The biting stopped abruptly.

But the thing in the clouds and mist was still there, the aura on its body was gloomy and cold, it was not a human being, nor was it some kind of realm beast, it was difficult for Su Qi to imagine what it was.

The four of them were motionless, their breathing almost stopped, and even the monk who had just broken in knew that it was a matter of life and death, and although his body was trembling incessantly, he was still trying his best to control it.

The thing lingered in the clouds and mist for a long time before gradually walking back to the depths of the clouds along the palace road.

When that aura disappeared completely, Su Qi let go of the hands that were pressing the monk, let go of the hands that were pressing the monk, let out a long sigh, leaned against the wall, Yin Song wiped the sweat on his head, sat on the ground with his ass, and stared at the monk who broke in very unhappily, "What the hell is that?"

The monk was obviously frightened, even if the thing had left, his face was pale, he looked at Yin Song blankly, as if he could not understand his words, after a long time, he swallowed his saliva, and said with a frightened face, "I don't know what it is....... We found traces of Chang Su and chased her into a large hall, but before we could find Chang Su, the thing attacked us, and all thirteen of us died...... There were only three of us left. ”