Enter the dark tower and follow the spiral steps to the top of the tower.

On the top floor of the tower.

There was a window open, about the size of two palms.

The light that came in from outside formed a pillar of light, and the dust floated in the pillar of light, and at that moment the light seemed to take on a shape, forming a wonderful Tyndall effect.

And in the depths of the darkness, there is a mouthful of ice-blue ......

Coffin!

And the entire top floor of the tower was filled with a bone-chilling chill.

"Qiao'er, you're here......"

A hoarse voice, like feet stepping on a wooden floor with too large gaps, followed by a cold breath, blowing a nameless wind in this wide space.

And this sound came from the coffin that exuded a biting chill.

Song Qiao knelt reverently in front of the coffin, hanging his head, and his tone was a little low.

"Ancestor, Li Siming has arrived, and he has brought a young man ......"

Next, he completely described the purpose of Li Siming's trip, without missing any details or saying his guesses.

Only by fully explaining what happened can the ancestor make a correct judgment, and superfluous words can only play a misleading role.

"It's okay...... Then according to him. The voice from the coffin came out again.

"Yes, Ancestor!" Song Qiao paused, and said with some worry, "It's just that Li Siming also proposed to visit you, this ......"

"Not surprising...... I also want to meet this master of the Demon Suppression Division who has been held up to the sky by you. ”

In fact, the ancestor of the Song family had not met Li Siming before.

After all, when he was in retreat, Li Siming was only in his teens and twenties.

At that time, the ancestor of the Song family did not pay attention to a fledgling young man.

"Ancestor, I'm worried about Li Siming'......"

"Don't worry, since I'm out of the customs, I won't let him see any clues." The man in the coffin said with a hehehe laugh.

Song Qiao listened to the ancestor full of confidence, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"If there's nothing else to do, let's go back first, and it's time to deliver food."

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Song Qiao got up and came to the first floor of the tower.

Standing in the middle position, the cane in his hand lightly bumped twice on the ground, and in the dark corner, two people with their bodies shrouded in black cloaks immediately appeared.

"It's time to bring food to the ancestor."

"Don't worry, the head of the family is ready, and it will be sent immediately."

"Hmm." Song Qiao nodded slightly, seeming quite satisfied, before turning around and leaving.

The two men, whose bodies were hidden in their cloaks, pressed the mechanism in the tower, and in an instant, a secret passage appeared in front of them. The two walked into the dark passage, and there was a prison below, and in each cell, there were children imprisoned!

Long.

Two men, each carrying a child, came to the top floor, and they tiptoed the sleeping child onto the coffin.

In the ice-blue coffin, the skin of the old man lying was dry, like a dead old tree, but suddenly, the ice-blue coffin was attached with a layer of crimson, like flowing blood, nourishing the life that should have been decaying for a long time.

And the old man in the coffin, his originally shriveled body also changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his complexion slowly became ruddy......

……

"What do you perceive here?" In the courtyard, Li Siming turned his face to look at Gu Yuan and asked softly.

Gu Yuan shook his head blankly.

"It's rotten." Li Siming's eyes were sharp, he raised his head and looked at the tree planted in the yard, now this season, the leaves have already withered.

"The entire Song family is filled with a rotten atmosphere, originally, I thought that it was only the outer door of the Song family that was rotten, but after coming here, I found out that I underestimated the Song family."

Gu Yuan had a puzzled look on his face.

"Captain Li, what do you mean?"

Li Siming pondered for a moment, sighed, and said, "To put it simply, the river at the outer gate of the Song family has become turbid, oh no...... It was dark and smelled of foul smell, but they were only a tributary, and at the end of the water source it had long since become rotten, full of corpses and maggots. ”

From Li Siming's tone, Gu Yuan could hear his strong dissatisfaction with the Song family.

However, Li Siming did not continue, but changed the topic.

"Don't lose the competition tomorrow, I think, this Song family should arrange for you to win and lose, know what to do, right?"

Gu Yuan shook his head: "I don't know...... Just win? ”

Li Siming smiled, and when he passed by Gu Yuan, he patted his arm gently.

"I mean...... You can do what you want. ”

At this moment, Gu Yuan even felt a cold killing force.

He looked at Li Siming in astonishment, and a storm broke in his heart.

Could it be that Li Siming hopes that he will be a killer in the competition?

If it was in the Demon Domain, Gu Yuan would definitely do it if he could recover his strength, after all, the faces of those Song family martial artists were really disgusting, but the people he saw at the beginning were already ancient.

That is, the ancestor of the Song family is still alive, and he is really a good person who does not live long, and the scourge will remain for thousands of years.

It's just that.

If you kill these young people of the Song family now.

Isn't that the same as the Song family back then?

Gu Yuan was a little puzzled, but he knew very well that Li Siming was a very measured person, he had his own principles and bottom line, since he said so, there must be a reason.

Maybe considering that he is still in the Song family, he didn't say anything too clearly.

"Oh yes." Li Siming suddenly stopped, turned his face to look at him, beckoned, and called Gu Yuan to him.

"Captain Li, what are your orders?" Gu Yuan said curiously.

"Speak well." Captain Li glared at him, lowered his voice again, and said, "Tonight, don't sleep too deeply, I have a task to give you." ”

Gu Yuan's eyes lit up.

"Mission?"

"Aren't you good at retreat?" Li Siming smiled and said, "This task is entrusted to you, it is very suitable." ”

Gu Yuan was confused by what he said.

Not to mention, there are still some small expectations in my heart......

Wait until the evening.

Song Qiao sent someone over to invite them to the banquet.

The dinner prepared by the Song family for the two of them arranged a total of ten tables.

And the main table where Li Siming and Gu Yuan were located was on the stage.

Li Siming still doesn't drink as before, and as for Gu Yuan, he also has his own excuses.

"I still need to compete tomorrow, and I'm afraid of drinking and making mistakes, so I still don't drink." Gu Yuan said with a smile.

What he said was also reasonable, and there were still people who wanted to persuade him, but Song Qiao immediately said: "It's good not to drink, it's good not to drink...... Third, you go and talk to them, and you are not allowed to drink. ”

Everyone Gu Yuan said that they wouldn't drink it, if they still persuaded it, if Gu Yuan lost, wouldn't it be their Song family's trick?

"Yes, Master!"

When the banquet entered his heart, Gu Yuan didn't say a word, just watched quietly, still thinking about what Li Siming said before.

What is Li Siming going to do tonight?

In the evening, he stepped on the moonlight and returned to the courtyard, followed by Song Qiao and others, so he had to send them back in person.

When Gu Yuan returned to his room, closed the door, and was just about to turn on the light, he heard a soft voice.

"Gu Gongzi, are you back? The slave has already warmed your bed......"

Gu Yuan was startled, turned around suddenly, and was stunned to see that on his bed, the quilt had been pulled away, and a cyan woman was lying on the bed, with two bright arms gently resting on the quilt, and the red belly pocket could be faintly seen on her beautiful neck.

"I wipe ......"