"The four major sects are secretive about the sea god, and the reason is definitely not so simple. Rong Hui said his thoughts, "The three thousand sects of Zhongzhou are united in dealing with crooked demons and evil paths, Qiongzhou will never die if he asks for help, he has no ability to suppress and no courage to ask for help, either he makes an agreement with the monsters in the sea, or he has something else to ask for." ”

Wang Shi's thoughts were the same as those of Rong Hui.

He didn't come to Qiongzhou not only to see the seriously ill Psychic Sect Master.

also because the elder brother who visited a friend and did not return mysteriously disappeared in Qiongzhou.

Wang Shi didn't tell Rong Hui about this, for fear that she would worry.

Rong Hui's visit to Qiongzhou was actually unexpected by Wang Shi.

"Three Elders. The disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect knocked on the door in a hurry, "The sect master of the Psychic Sect is critically ill, urgent!"

Rong Hui and Wang Shi glanced at each other, she was extremely reluctant to go to the third senior brother, but she was helpless.

The sect leader of the Psychic Sect is Wang Shi's blood relative.

"The forces in Qiongzhou are very intertwined, this place is one of the places with the most spiritual root cultivators in the water system of Central Continent, you should stay in the station and don't run around. Wang Shi was worried that Rong Hui would be injured, so he hung the psychic jade he carried with him on Rong Hui's hand, "Senior brother will go back when he goes." ”

Sending Wang Shi away, Rong Hui asked his disciples to find out the local chronicles of Qiongzhou and the legend about the sea god, strange talk.

The disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect thought that Rong Hui was interested in the legends of the market, and happily went to find it.

When the people were gone, Rong Hui opened the album left by Jiang Mingyue to the room facilities.

The picture of the album is smooth and elegant, both people and scenery are vivid, those monsters with teeth and claws on the sea have vertical pupils and evil eyes, and their strange faces are hideous and terrifying.

The dark, endless sea was turbulent, lightning and thunder screamed from the sky, eager to poke the sea out of its holes, and the wind and rain pierced the sea monster like iron nails, and they roared, struggled, roared, and emitted endless malice, eager to rush ashore, catch the screaming people from the sparkling lights, put them in their mouths, and chew them one by one.

The picture is uncomfortably real.

Eerie, hideous, fearful emotions rush out of the painting, unleashing vicious grudges.

"Whoa—"

Rong Hui suddenly heard the sound of the sea water churning, which was very clear.

She withdrew her hand and looked at it.

The album was quiet, and there was no sound.

"Am I hallucinating?"

For some reason, Rong Hui was very uncomfortable when she saw this album, and she felt that the things on the painting really existed.

But I asked a few disciples, and they all said that they had never seen a monster that was so tall that they could pick up stars.

Rong Hui stared at the sea monster.

The sea monster raised its eyes strangely, and its vertical pupils shrank sharply, as if it was surprised to see its prey, and it was like the fear of seeing death, anticipation, excitement, and fear.

Rong Hui unconsciously looked at the first painting for a long time, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was about to sink at a glance.

"Bang dang. ”

Outside the door, there was a crisp sound of the disciple breaking the porcelain, pulling back Rong Hui's divine consciousness that flew out.

Rong Hui turned the second page.

A blood-red umbrella smashed into her eye.

The umbrella seems to be alive, gloomy, vicious, at a glance it arouses the negative emotions in Rong Hui's heart, fortunately, she cultivates ruthless Taoism, murderous and vicious, and she is an irritable person who takes an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, and there are not many negative emotions in her heart.

The blood umbrella did not arouse the evil in Rong Hui's heart, but it expanded the humiliation of her failure tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold.

Rong Hui's fingertips pressed on the album, his pink nails squeezed out a pale, and his fingers almost punctured the page.

"What did Jiang Mingyue do with a picture album full of malice?" Rong Hui calmed down and continued to play down, except for some fierce and vicious ghosts, there was a blank page.

Rong Hui's slender fingers slid across the blank page, and the golden spiritual power made a "rustling" sound as the fingertips moved, and the nails seemed to scratch the stone, and there was a heart-scratching murmur.

Rong Hui closed his eyes and rubbed, "There should be a door here, where is the door?"

The painter must have painted a door.

But the door was gone.

As soon as these words came out, a line of elegant small words suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the blank page.

"The door of the Wind and Rain Tower was closed by me, and there is one less door to the bottom of the sea, how did the person who I mistakenly thought was doing nothing close the door of the Psychic Sect, is it the spiritual root or something else?"

The small print appears for a moment, then disappears.

Immediately after that, a second line of small print appeared.

"She used the Wind and Snow Sword to cut herself into pieces, and slowly pieced it together, this time she only pieced together one face, why?"

Isn't the Wind and Snow Sword Jiang Mingyue's saber?

So who is she?

Rong Hui continued to look down.

"Why did the door open again!!"

Rong Hui saw Jiang Mingyue's irritability, anger and powerless frustration from here, her cold face was full of despair,

"The door is out of control, I see ......"

Seeing what Jiang Mingyue hadn't written, Rong Hui couldn't guess it.

Today, Jiang Xueyun deliberately mentioned the door and left a picture album, what do you want to say?

Allow yourself to close the door?

Rong Hui shook her head, she had a thought in her heart.

Rong Hui continued to look down.

A GIF has appeared!

There are tears on this page, Jiang Mingyue should have seen it many times and cried many times.

On the picture is the story told by Jiang Xueyun and Rong Hui, which is indeed a completely different style.

After Wang Shi replaced the bride with a stone statue and fell into the sea, the Tongling Sect became angry.

The sect master of the Psychic Sect seemed to have anticipated everything, and he secretly captured the three thousand brides who escaped and sank into the sea, but he flew into the air.

As soon as the picture turned, Wang Shi secretly sent the innocent 3,000 girls on the boat and left.

As soon as the girls got on the boat, the calm sea was stormy, and the disciples of the Psychic Sect chanted a spell to summon the gods and ghosts on the sea to overturn the boat.

Wang Shi shouted heartbreakingly, and the disciples of the Psychic Sect turned a deaf ear.

In the darkness, the scarlet-eyed Psychic Sect Master appeared, he clasped Wang Shi with one hand, inserted a dagger into his abdomen, and then dug out a piece of golden spiritual root in an attempt to transplant it to another stunned person.

The man was six points similar in age to Wang Shi, and he looked younger than Wang Shi.

Wang Shi stared blankly at everything in front of him, he looked at the sinking boat and burst into tears, crying bitterly Seeing that he seemed to hear something, he suddenly turned around and snatched the spiritual root that was about to be stuffed into the young man and ran to the sea, throwing it into the sea.

In an instant, the sea quieted down.

The capsized ship floated up from the bottom of the sea, and the girls were wet but there were no casualties, and they saluted Wang Shi in unison and ran towards freedom.

At the same time, the exhausted Wang Shi was grabbed by the limbs of the Psychic Sect disciples, and they threw Wang Shi off the hundred-meter-high cliff with an expressionless face, and left in cold blood after seeing him sink to the bottom of the sea.

On the other side, the scarlet eyes of the Psychic Sect Master erupted with a strange brilliance, and his lips trembled with excitement.

Rong Hui read three words according to the shape of his mouth.

"Despair!"

"Bang!"

Rong Hui hammered the indestructible jade table.

"Psychic Sect!"

Rong Hui was sure that the Psychic Sect mainly used Wang Shi's desperation to find the door!

No wonder they say that Wang Shi has come back for revenge.

But why doesn't the senior brother remember anything?

Jiang Mingyue cried like this, it was definitely not a show.

Rong Hui put away the album and raised his sword to the Psychic Sect.