Volume 1 Dead Leaves Return to the Dust Chapter 125 The Hanging Corpse of the Boundary Gate

The blue moon arc was blazing with blazing flames, and the lake was steamed everywhere it passed, creating a waterless moon mark in the dark tide.

Wang Chunuan was forced into shape by Ye Ku, broke face, and shot angrily.

"I'm so angry, isn't I? I'm kind enough to save you. Ye Ku said with a smile, pointing to the Xuan, the moon shadow that shot out suddenly stagnated, one black and one white from the top and bottom two places, like a huge millstone, the white of the yang obeys the trend, and the black of the yin is the reverse trend.

The palm fingers drew an inexplicable trajectory, the black and white grinding disc turned, there was yang qi flowing backwards, yin qi rushing straight up, the blue moon arc trembled endlessly, making a gurgling and crisp sound, giving birth to Dao cracks, and finally it was overwhelmed, and the ground shattered more than you, and the dark blue flames splashed everywhere.

A blue flame fell in front of him, Shangguan Xuanqing smiled slightly, and completely extinguished the flame with one foot, and the mud on his feet was also burned clean.

"Chu Nuan, stop!" Wang Chuqing's figure flew out, and under the dark water, it was like a meteor across the night sky, swept in front of the comer, and blocked his sister who wanted to make another move.

The strong light of the occult attack had not completely dissipated, and the bottom of the pitch-black lake was clearly discerning. The water at the bottom of the lake that burst out between the two of them was surging endlessly, and a floating corpse was wrapped in the current and collided with each other, although it was a corpse, it was so realistic, as if he just closed his eyes and took a nap.

There were white arms raised and lowered, and a slender jade figure turned over, and his clothes were rolled up by the water, revealing a large piece of jade condensed by ice.

Time seemed to have been slowed down, every movement of each floating corpse was too slow, and there was a black light surging in the corpse, revealing a strange heart-palpitation.

Seeing the situation, Ye Ku led it with a false hand, and the black and white qi that was originally turned into the shape of a grinding disc rolled back, respectively behind him on the left and right, the air shadow was flickering, the object was invisible, and the surrounding water was far away, and he didn't dare to approach him.

"Wang Chuqing, if it weren't for your indecision, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed. Wang Chunuan's face was ugly, and he fanned out a floating corpse with one palm, and slapped off Wang Chuqing's hand that wanted to hold her, and said hatefully.

Wang Chuqing knew her sister's temper very well, and she was not annoyed, and said softly: "I said a long time ago that you can't hide it from him, if you don't believe me, what can I do?"

"It's all torn face, do you still want to help him speak? Wang Chuqing, are you really not afraid of that ten thousand ...... , is life worse than death?" It seemed that he had no intention of saying something terrible, and with Wang Chunuan's temperament, he swallowed those words back, changed his rhetoric, and said sharply.

Wang Chuqing's bright eyes suddenly dimmed a little, and she was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that Wang Chuqing was silent, Wang Chunuan unceremoniously raised his hand and pushed her aside, and a trace of hideousness flashed on her beautiful face, which was very incongruous.

Stabbing in the back is a taboo no matter where it is, especially if it is discovered by others, so Wang Chunuan can't think of any better solution besides fighting each other.

Besides, Ye Ku was originally going to die, but he didn't expect that he actually pulled someone to accompany him to the funeral, or not, the two fresh flesh and blood were beneficial and harmless in the formation of a formation, so they were killed together.

Ye Ku's eyes narrowed slightly, he always felt that the "moon in the water" was weird before, but now he saw that it was almost carved out of a mold with Wang Chuqing, and there were people who were very similar and five or six points like God knew where that weirdness came from and where it came from.

The lake water was blocked by an invisible qi machine, Wang Chu's warm green silk was like a waterfall, the blood light in his eyes was faint, and there was blood surging on his fingertips, and the almost transparent blood was connected to the five fingers.

"Chu Nuan, I said it, let you stop. ”

The firm voice from behind him made Wang Chunuan smile slightly, the true qi of the dantian gradually subsided, and the qi around his body converged.

Most of the trivial things on weekdays Wang Chunuan are due to Wang Chunuan's temperament, but whenever there is a big event, Wang Chunuan always obeys his sister's words, and this voice is full of seriousness, and Wang Chunuan is not allowed to question it.

At the other end, Ye Ku and Shangguan Xuanqing stood side by side, although they didn't know what the two sisters had in mind, but Fang Cai's murderous aura couldn't be faked.

The lake was scarlet.

Ye Ku was okay, but Shangguan Xuanqing was shocked in her heart, she saw that the woman who was called Chu Nuan was not very old, and she couldn't understand that almost substantial murderous aura would pour out from such a young woman.

How many people has she killed? thousands, tens of thousands? Shangguan Xuanqing had a crazy thought in his heart, the dense floating corpses at the bottom of the lake were not at all left over from six hundred years ago, but people who all died in the hands of Wang Chunuan.

Ye Ku saw that Wang Chuqing's hand was on her sister's shoulder, so he was relieved, as if he had seen through what Shangguan Xuanqing was thinking, and explained in a low voice: "She hasn't killed so many people, I was strange when I saw the twin butterflies of life and death on the moonless peak that night, and now I know a rough idea when I see Wang Chunuan's appearance." ”

In ancient times, there was a fighting Gu, which sacrificed the soul and flesh and blood.

The twin butterflies of life and death are ancient alien species, born with the spring of the dark wood, which has long been extinct, and it is unlikely to find a trace in the world, and can only vaguely glimpse its traces from the only book "Strange Spirits and Demons" inherited from ancient times.

At that time, I only cared about the frightened, only how to retreat, and in hindsight, the pair of butterfly souls of the Wang sisters were still a lot worse, just like the two of them scored eight or nine points in appearance, but the gods were even two or three points enough, which was far from the real life and death butterflies.

If it weren't for that, there would be no chance of survival that night on the moonless peak.

Raising butterflies is like raising Gu, and raising people can also be like raising Gu. Of course, Wang Chunuan couldn't have killed so many people, and she didn't have so much leisure to find so many people to kill, but she could kill hundreds of people each, so by now, if she remembered correctly, she would probably have killed one hundred and twenty-seven people.

Ye Ku didn't have the heart to think about how Wang Chunuan and Wang Chuqing crawled out of the pile of dead people, no matter how they were before, they are still glamorous and alive now, so there is no need for sympathy, because those who give sympathy are often the most in need of sympathy.

"It's just that there are some problems with this method, either the people behind them also don't know much about it, and they just take it as a guideline when they get the remnant, or they deliberately only pass on the two sisters' remnants to control the two in front of them. Ye Ku said lightly.

Shangguan Xuanqing grew up in the royal court since he was a child, with golden branches and jade leaves, and he saw a lot of beauty in the world, Ye Ku's words were flat and straightforward, but in her ears, it was undoubtedly turbulent, and she raised her eyes to look at the two people on the other end, and felt a little bitter in her heart.

The two sisters were surrounded by floating corpses, and these tricks that had not rotted in the water for many years were laughing or crying, still or moving, and it was clearly not a bloody and unbearable scene, but Shangguan Xuanqing had no reason to have a heart palpitation, and suddenly turned his back and covered his mouth.

Ye Ku was a little stunned, it was a common thing for monks to kill people, he hurriedly took Xuanqing a hand, and he didn't let go until the latter gave him a look that was okay.

I don't know what the two people on the other side are talking about, the ruins and ruins are floating in the deep lake, and nothing can make people comfortable.

Ye Ku boasted that the qi machine was round and wishful, and the Taixuan Yin and Yang Qi had the principle of mutual growth, but it was not a comfortable thing to maintain the true qi all the time.

"This place is unusual. The little bit of the two of them walking in this lake can be regarded as loaches entering the river at most, and it is still a little worse to learn from the evil Jiao to make waves. Ye Ku said in Shangguan Xuanqing's ear.

Wang Chunqing and Wang Chunuan did not let Ye Ku wait for a long time, since they decided to "change the past", the first thing to do is to be open and honest, probably some tricks to kill people, Wang Chunuan said expressionlessly, Ye Ku was a little surprised,

"Are you two really willing?"

"What's reluctant, in the final analysis, it's someone else's arrangement, and in the end it's all about making wedding dresses for others. Wang Chuqing smiled.

"Yes, but it doesn't seem to do you any good to do that, and if you lose the bet, you're really nothing. ”

"We have nothing. ”

Ye Ku couldn't help but look at this woman again, saying that she was a woman, but she seemed to be called old.

The four of them kept walking, while talking while being led by Wang Chunuan, the corpses floated at the bottom of the lake, like clothes that were being dried, Ye Ku and his party walked through the clothes, and saw that there was a brilliant light flashing in front of them, penetrating the darkness at the bottom of the lake and the continuous black light, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Ahead is the Boundary Gate, this time it is a genuine antiquity, and it is very likely that it is from the hand of the Mudao people. Wang Chuqing pointed to the light and reminded.

"What did you set up before...... Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so let's take one step at a time. Ye Ku stared at the brightness, and his heart was a little uneasy.

The bottom of the lake is full of colors, making people feel like they are in the mysterious realm, and they will know what it means to have a cave when they step into it.

The floating corpses seemed to be afraid of these brilliance, and the closer they got to the boundary gate, the more sparse the floating Dao pattern corpses became, until the group completely entered the brilliance, and they couldn't even see a floating corpse.

Without those fresh corpses, the surroundings suddenly seemed a little empty, but the ruins of ancient buildings piled up on the ground were more dense, and several broken Xuanyu pillars stood at the bottom of the lake, which was particularly eye-catching.

In the center of the Xuanyu pillar is a circular altar, there are complex patterns carved on it, each pattern is deeply carved into the altar, the lines are hard, the gold and stone are full of energy, after hundreds of years of tempering, there is still a faint brilliance flashing.

In the past, although the wooden palace was created by the Mudao people, the Mudao people didn't seem to pay much attention to the Dao system they created, and there were no people for three hundred and sixty-four days in a year, so they have not been distempered, not to mention that they are not ranked in the Northern Regions on a par with giants such as Yan and Ling.

Although the Dao pattern on the altar is still clearly recognizable, and the brilliance is flowing, but the ancient meaning that is completely different from today's things is not deceiving, and it is difficult to imagine that there really is a boundary gate in such a small force as the wooden palace.

Wang Chuqing pinched out a seal with his slender jade hand, and wisps of qi suddenly emerged around the empty area, converging into a gray waterfall and falling into the dao pattern on the altar.

"Those floating corpses?!" Shangguan Xuanqing scanned the hanging waterfall with the method of contemplating the mysteries, traced its source, and the results she got made it difficult for her heart to calm down.

The reason why the Dao pattern on the altar can survive thousands of years is because of the floating corpse with a face that looks like a living person!

A chill rose from the hearts of Ye Ku and the others, and the floating corpse condensed the Dao pattern, and the Dao pattern also complemented the corpse, so those corpses could last forever in the years and be lifelike.

The four of them traveled all the way, and the floating corpses they saw needed to be counted in hundreds, could it be that those people were not dead, but they were locked up with three souls, sealed with seven spirits, and chained here like beasts, in order to just maintain the eternal existence of this boundary gate?

This kind of means is beyond imagination, two-phase cycle, pacing life and death, life is endless, death is the soul of the soul knot, although it is mysterious, but it is too cruel, contrary to the principles of heaven.