"There must be something wrong with this woman!" this is Zhao Huaming's conclusion. ┡E small Δ said*.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhang Lifang said disapprovingly.

"She seems to be deliberately teasing you!" Zhao Huaming said boldly.

"Tease me?" Zhang Lifang looked at the other party with a smile and a smile, "What do I have to be teased by the other party?"

"You can't say that. You are now one of the great hopes for the restoration of the Helling Empire. Zhao Huaming said bluntly, "If Princess Lanxi really wants to return to the country, she must get your help......

"Fourth Miss, you're thinking too much. Zhang Lifang shook his head.

Having said that, he really couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

If Princess Lanxi really deliberately hooked up with herself in order to restore the country, how boring would it be......

In other words, isn't there no true love in this year?

While he was thinking wildly, someone appeared in the distance.

It was the people of the Yi family who had returned.

They spun around and went back to where they were.

They all looked at Zhang Lifang blankly, and then looked at the palace gate, wanting to cry without tears.

Dare to love their previous searches, all in vain!

"Fourth Miss, why are you here?" asked Yi Jinlai, smufflingly.

"What's the matter with you!" Zhao Huaming was in a very unhappy mood.

"Didn't you follow that beautiful woman?

"Yi Changhui, shut up! Believe it or not, I killed you!"

Zhao Huaming's mood became more and more unhappy.

What she hates most now is that others mention the word "dump".

"Zhao Huaming, don't think we're afraid of you!" Yi Changhui said angrily, "Who are we afraid of?"

"Are you looking for death?" Zhao Huaming Huo Ran drew his sword, and it was a summer-level sword weapon again.

Yi Changhui couldn't help but suffocate, and his face turned red.

In front of the Xia-level sword weapon, he didn't dare to mess around.

If he was really killed by Zhao Huaming, it wouldn't be worth it.

However, he couldn't figure out why Zhao Huaming was so angry...... What exactly did she go through?

"Stop! What are you going to do?"

"Is it time for infighting?"

When the tension was raging, Fang Dongjin appeared.

Following him were the various high-ranking members of the Fang family, as well as the many cultivators of the Zhao family.

Originally, there were people in the high-level of the Fang family who knew Zhang Lifang. They once met with Zhang Lifang. However, at this moment, Zhang Lifang has already undergone a disguise, which is very different from before. Therefore, except for Zhao Huaming and Qin Zheng, outsiders don't know his true identity at all.

The beautiful female official didn't know for what reason, and she didn't reveal Zhang Lifang's true identity.

After Fang Dongjin appeared, people from other families appeared.

But they went around in a huge circle and got together again.

It doesn't take any words for everyone to know that they have been tricked......

Well, to be exact, they haven't found the real way into the Cave of the Turtles.

Perhaps, everything they see and experience now is an illusion. The real Mont Turtle Cave has not yet appeared.

"What should I do?"

"What's next?"

"Who knows? This turtle cave is really evil......"

"How did Zhao Wanxiao's message come out in the first place?"

Suddenly, I don't know who mentioned a very important issue.

This question is how Zhao Wanxiao's information was transmitted to Bai Sucheng?

It stands to reason that the defense of the Menggui Cave is so tight, there is no gap to drill into at all......

Don't......

"Drink to everyone!"

"I warmly welcome you to the Turtle Cave!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came, and a mighty fighting spirit swept by.

This voice not only entered the ears of every cultivator, but also seemed to be integrated into the fighting spirit of every cultivator.

In other words, even if you are deaf, you can clearly "hear" the other person speaking.

"Old Turtle King?" Fang Dongjin's expression suddenly tensed.

"It's actually appeared!" the other top powerhouses also looked stunned.

As for the ordinary innate powerhouse, they were at a loss and did not hide their panic.

As for the name of the old turtle king, they had heard about it when they were very young.

Like the Demon Refining Cave, the Menggui Cave is also a forbidden place with a horizontal fan.

The so-called forbidden place is a place that cannot be easily entered.

In the past long years, I don't know how many cultivators have been lost in various forbidden places.

As a result, all forces had strict rules, that is, their disciples must not approach the forbidden land. Otherwise, you will be severely punished by the door rules. In this way, everyone is even more taboo about various forbidden places.

The monsters in the forbidden land are naturally the most terrifying and terrifying.

The Old Turtle King is one of them.

"Seniors, the juniors of our eight great families are ignorant and have offended you, so please raise your noble hand and forgive them. We must be grateful. Fang Dongjin said slowly, "If the seniors have any requirements, please make it clear." ”

"Are you really grateful?" said the old turtle king with a smile.

"Of course. Fang Dongjin said sternly.

"That's good. Join the Xiling Empire!"

"What?"

The old turtle king stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.

The cultivators of the Eight Great Families were all stunned.

The Old Turtle King actually wants them all to join the Xiling Empire? Doesn't that mean......

The rumors of Princess Lanxi's return to the country are indeed true......

The old turtle king is recruiting......

"This ......" Fang Dongjin fell into a deep groan.

Joining the Xiling Empire, that is absolutely impossible.

They were the ones who rebelled against the Helling Empire in the first place.

It seems that the monitoring point of the Xiling Empire was destroyed by them.

If it is to join the Xiling Empire, whether this account will be erased or not is another matter.

In fact, even if it is temporarily erased now, it will be taken out and spoken to when facing the scene in the future.

Besides, to help Princess Lanxi return to the country, who knows what resistance will be encountered?

There is little hope of success in this matter.

"Either you die, or you join the Spiritual Empire. ”

"You only have these two options. ”

The old turtle king's tone was solemn, full of unquestionable taste.

Fang Dongjin and the others all felt very angry and aggrieved, but they were helpless.

There is no way, they have now fallen into the control of the old turtle king, and they don't know where to start if they want to resist.

At this time, everyone had already noticed that the gate of the palace had been quietly closed.

On the gate of the palace, a large number of ancient inscriptions are unabashedly depicted.

When Master Hu looked at those inscriptions, his face turned pale.

Obviously, with his ability, he would not be able to decipher these inscriptions at all.

In other words, they are now actually confined to the palace. This palace is the Menggui Cave.

"Old Turtle King, did you deliberately let Zhao Wanxiao pass on a distress message?" Zhao Changhong said suddenly.

"Not bad. Otherwise, with his ability, how could he do it?" the old turtle king admitted bluntly.

"You're trying to imprison more people, aren't you?"

"Quite right. ”

Everyone finally understood that they had fallen into a trap.

The so-called distress message is simply a bait, which is intentional by the old turtle king.

Princess Lanxi's return to the country needs a lot of helpers.

However, open recruitment is certainly not feasible.

At this moment, Princess Lanxi can't disclose her plans yet.

Therefore, the old turtle king thought of a way: invite you into the urn - use the turtle cave to force everyone to join the gang.

"I'll give you plenty of time to think about it. ”

"One year is not enough, three years. Three years is not enough, ten years. Anyway, there is time. ”

The old turtle king was very satisfied with his plan, "I promise, after eight hundred years, I will definitely release you!"

"Eight hundred years!" Yi Changhui couldn't help but exclaim, "We were all dead at that time!"

"That's not necessarily!" said the old turtle king lightly, "Maybe you have a long life!"

Yi Changhui wanted to say something, but choked up stiffly.

At this time, it's useless to say anything.

It's only right to find a way to get out.

Everyone's eyes gradually focused on Master Hu.

The inscription on the gate of the palace, except for Master Hu, I am afraid that no one has the ability to crack it.

Master Hu was covered in cold sweat, and his heart was beating a drum. He knew that he would not be able to decipher those extremely advanced inscriptions. However, for the sake of his own life, he must work hard. Otherwise, he would have been locked up in the Turtle Cave for 800 years.

He took a deep breath and pulled out three parchment rolls.

The appearance of these three parchment scrolls is very old and broken, and it is obvious that they are very old.

Master Hu took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the parchment roll.

The parchment roll has a very peculiar pattern on it.

Vaguely visible, it was an eye.

An oval eye.

There is a diamond-shaped pattern on the inside of the eye.

No one knows what this pattern means. There doesn't seem to be anything weird about it.

However, when the diamond-shaped pattern appeared, all the cultivators present could deeply feel the obscure coercion it bringed.

It seemed to be the coercion from the flood era, which made everyone present have a sense of surrender.

Even Qin Zheng and Zhao Huaming were filled with deep respect.

Master Hu slowly poured fighting energy into the parchment roll.

The eyes on the parchment immediately brightened.

Originally, the pattern without any color gradually became lifelike, as if the eyes were real and alive.

Gradually, my eyes began to roll. It silently swept over every cultivator present without stopping for the slightest, and then slowly landed on the palace gate. The diamond-shaped pattern gradually condensed into soybean-sized eyeballs.

The eyes are large, and the eyeballs are small, as if they are very asymmetrical. But no one cares.

The point is that under the pressure of strange eyes, the inscription on the gate of the palace actually burned. The faint blue flames shrouded the palace gates.