Xi Yao flipped through the "Three Palaces and Five Mansions", "Five Mansions" refers to the five nobles, subordinate to pure-blooded vampires, and the "Three Palaces" are divided into Xilan Palace, Sihua Palace, and Weilu Palace, and the three halls form a stable triangular shape on the terrain, symbolizing the indestructible power of pure-blooded vampires.

The oldest hall is the oldest hall and symbolizes the concentration of power, and has been inhabited by the queens and rulers of purebred vampires throughout the ages. The record of Sihua Hall is blank, with obvious traces of tearing, which is confusing.

The Weilu Palace, originally a magnificent palace, for some reason, has become a noble place dedicated to burying the corpses and souls of pure-blooded vampires who have committed mistakes, and it is recorded that those who have entered it, even if they come out alive, will bear the dark curse of a lifetime of misfortune.

"People who have been in ......" Xi Yao closed the book and chewed on these five words repeatedly, indicating that someone had gone and come out, and she completely ignored that the second half of the sentence was the key.

"Then let me, the disgusting parasite, make one last struggle, and if it can do a little good, it will not be in vain, and if it is unfortunate enough to die, it will be a well-deserved death. ”

Xi Yao left the mansion of Count Isoan, and the contents of the Sihua Hall were torn up, but the information of the Xilan Hall and the Weilu Hall was still relatively complete, and even had an accurate geographical location.

Xi Yao came to the outside of the Weilu Palace, and when the scorching sun was over, she still felt a gloomy aura coming from the hall, which made her unconsciously shiver.

Yayu's panicked expression, the refusal of the maids and maids of the Xilan Palace, the resolute opposition of Count Isoan, the kind reminder of Xun, and the content recorded in the "Three Palaces and Five Mansions" all made people feel physically and mentally uneasy. Xi Yao clenched her fists and stood outside the hall for a long time, saying that she was not afraid was fake.

Xi Yao squatted down, picked up a stone on the ground, took a deep breath, and walked into the door of the main hall. She walked on the deserted corridor, unpopular, and the feeling of coldness arose, and her legs trembled unconsciously.

Known as the Land of the Dead, it is a noble place dedicated to burying the corpses and souls of pure-blooded vampires who have committed mistakes, a place where there is no return, a place where there is no life and death, and those who have entered it, even if they come out alive, will bear the dark curse of a lifetime of misfortune.

The more Xi Yao walked, the more panicked she became, she really didn't have the courage to continue moving forward, so she turned around and ran, as if there was a group of dead corpses chasing her behind her.

Xi Yao didn't dare to look back, and ran out of the door of the main hall in one breath, a thousand meters away, before she stopped, looking at the towering gate of Weilu Hall from a distance, it was extremely magnificent, but no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel numb in the bottom of their hearts.

"Damn!" Xi Yao's legs were like a small motor, she was so frightened that she couldn't stop at all, she sat down on the grass and patted her legs.

"That's not right!" Xi Yao looked at Wei Ludian and felt very strange, although she hadn't walked much just now, and she hadn't gone much deeper, but she had already deeply felt the strong sense of oppression and eerie horror it bringed.

Xi Yao muttered to herself, "A noble place dedicated to burying the corpses and souls of erring pure-blooded vampires, there is no one guarding it at all, if Yaqi is still alive and trapped inside, why don't he escape by himself?

When Xi Yao said this, her hairs stood on end.

"No! There is no soul in this world! Don't scare yourself, it's all nothing, it's all nonsense......" Xi Yao comforted herself over and over again, she stood up, and said, "Yaqi is still alive, he is still alive, which means that there is no danger in it, otherwise he would have died a long time ago, yes! That's it! There is nothing to be afraid of......

Xi Yao regrouped, went to the Weilu Hall again, and stepped up the steps, the stones in her hands had already been soaked with cold sweat in her palms, and they were a little slippery.

Xi Yao stepped into the temple door and walked along the corridor, biting her lip and widening her eyes, not letting go of any corner, for fear that something would suddenly pop up, and her fingers were tightly grasping the stones.

The Weilu Temple is old and dusty, but it is not broken, not a single floor is upturned, not a single brick is cracked, not a single plank is moth-eaten, and even if it has been abandoned for thousands of years, it is still noble, and not even a grain of sand is willing to disagree with the outside world.

Xi Yao looked into the house through the window, the furniture was complete, but there was no one, and there was inevitably a sense of desolation that time had passed. She walked all the way forward, looking for the traces of Achi, and although she wanted to shout and run away, she did not dare to make a sound in such a scene, for fear of alarming the bodies of the erring pure-blooded vampires buried here.

Xi Yao stopped suddenly, her pupils and mouth dilated at the same time, but fortunately she held her breath so that she didn't make a surprised sound. The dark eyes were full of blood, blood-colored roses, full of bloom, delicate, the scene was shocking, even if there was no one to take care of it, it was still more lush than the roses in the Xilan Palace.

Xi Yao's mind suddenly remembered what Yayu had said, which her mother had told her, that vampires love Red Rose alone, and Red Rose will also reciprocate the vampire's affection.

For vampires, the Red Rose is more faithful than the Apostle, expressing its emotions with its gestures and colors. The more nourished by the blood, the more bright and vigorous the red rose became, but where did this deserted Weilu Palace come from the blood? The more delicate the red rose, the more Xi Yao's heart was deeply hit, and the back of the vest was cold.

Xi Yao retreated again, but she had already walked a lot, passed through a long corridor, and it would take a lot of time to go back now, so it was better to keep going, maybe Yaqi was not far away.

Once it was full of life and full of vampires, it was once as magnificent as the Xilan Temple...... Xi Yao comforted herself over and over again. But when she crossed the garden, why did she feel creepy, as if she had waded through a sea of blood?

"Squeak-c-" With a sound, Xi Yao immediately squatted down and looked through the gap in the flowers, the door that had been blown open by a gust of wind shook slightly, and there was a blood-red high-grade nanmu coffin lying inside.

Weilu Hall is a noble place dedicated to burying the corpses and souls of pure-blooded vampires who have made mistakes, this sentence once again hit Xi Yao's brain, she was about to collapse, why let her hear this sentence, and now she has been brainwashed over and over again, squeezing out the only courage left in her heart.

Xi Yao hid in the flowers for half an hour, her squatting feet were numb, and when she saw that the coffin did not move, she stood up tremblingly, but she did not dare to approach, carefully avoided it, walked to the other side, and stepped onto another corridor. However, in every room on this long corridor, there was a blood-red high-grade Nanmu coffin, and she didn't know that the corpses in these coffins were no longer there.

"Yaqi, aren't you still alive, where the hell are you?" Xi Yao shouted in her heart, begging him to appear soon, she couldn't hold on anymore, she didn't have enough bile to provide her with a smooth escape from this gloomy place.

Blood?!Xi Yao was shocked again, where did the smell of blood come from in this place?!Isn't there only the corpses of pure-blooded vampires who have made mistakes? Such a strong smell of blood, the amount of blood that squeezes ten Yaqi out is not enough, what the hell is this place?

Xi Yao hesitated again and again, and after a fierce ideological struggle, in a dilemma, she still chose to go and explore.

Xi Yao walked along the smell of blood, and came to an internal hall of the Weilu Palace, she stood outside the window, looking through the gap, it looked gray because no one took care of it, and a blood-red high-grade Nanmu coffin looked particularly dazzling and treacherous, all the coffin lids turned out, and the coffin was rippling with this certain liquid, mixed with the blackened corpse inside, and it was impossible to distinguish the color of the liquid, but Xi Yao could smell that it was blood.

The seventy-two coffins were not arranged haphazardly, but were arranged in an orderly formation, and in the direction of the south-west of the hall were a pile of fresh corpses, as high as a mountain, and the number of corpses could not be counted. Xi Yao didn't know that for vampires, this direction was the darkest.

And the corpses dressed in coarse linen were slaves without freedom, wizards, and in this day and age, they had not yet been exterminated. It doesn't matter whether they want to or not, they don't have any right to choose, they are used like tools by those in power at will, and as long as they are valuable, even their deaths are used.

The blood in the seventy-two coffins rippled, and a "whoosh" sounded, and the condensed gloomy air was suddenly filled with the surging smell of blood, Xi Yao was stunned, her hands and feet were weak, and seventy-two black corpses stained with blood sat in the seventy-two coffins.

The cold sweat in Xi Yao's palms was like rain, and the stones in her hands could no longer hold them, and she was horrified to find that the stones had overcome the last bit of friction and slipped from her hands, and the stones fell to the ground, and the corpses in these coffins would definitely immediately find her outside the window. Xi Yao wanted to cry without tears, she was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe, this time she was really going to die!

"Run...... Is it too late?" Xi Yao asked herself in her heart, she only had half a second to decide and run away, because the stone was about to hit the ground and ring the death bell, but how could half a second be enough to do so much?!

Xi Yao's mouth opened unconsciously wide, and it was only a matter of time before she made a sound out of fear, as if she was about to die. These corpses are the corpses of pure-blooded vampires who have made mistakes over the years, how can she Xi Yao fight, how can she resist? Not to mention not one, but seventy-two! Obviously, the corpses in those empty coffins have also been awakened and do not know where they are.

In just half a second, when Xi Yao's thoughts were in chaos, one hand caught the falling stones, and the other hand also covered Xi Yao's wide mouth in time, so that she would not let out the last cry of imminent death.

The black corpse in the coffin, after being exposed to the air, began to recover repeatedly, but could not fully recover, becoming a half-dead body, half resuscitated, half corpse. One by one, they stood up and stepped out of the coffin, leaving bloody footprints on the dusty ground.