The golden light of the Buddha Seal Golden Lotus fell on Bing Jue's pale face, and he looked at the high dome in confusion, the strong smell of blood penetrated into his nose, choking him with a cough.

"Rong Daoyou, how can you..."Bing Jue lay on his stomach in the cold pool of blood with a surprised expression.

Rong Hui's solemn expression Lin Bingjue was uneasy, he turned his head to look at the strange palace, silent.

Bing Jue moved, and a slight sound of waves surging sounded in the hall.

The cold and sticky feeling coming from the lower half of his body shocked Bing Jue's spirit, he lowered his eyes, and suddenly found that half of his body was lying in a pool of cold blood.

"Gross. ”

A pungent stench came from the cold blood pool, and the stench penetrated into Bing Jue's body, like a pair of giant hands pinching his stomach, turning over the river and the sea in his stomach.

Bing Jue hurriedly jumped ashore, half-kneeling in the pool of blood retching, his eyes hurt from the smell of the fishy smell rushing to his brain, and the mist of water rose.

Dripping blood rolled down from Bing Jue's body.

With less blood containing a vicious curse, Bing Jue's consciousness cleared up a little.

At the same time, his lost spiritual power was slowly recovering.

Seeing this, Rong Hui also figured out where the smell of blood on Bing Jue's body came from.

Jin Lian restrained the blood umbrella, and Rong Hui handed it to Bing Jue, "Third Elder, are you better?"

Bing Jue sat weakly on the ground, and the Buddha light emitted by the golden lotus made him feel at ease.

He was like a man who almost froze to death and finally found a stove for heating, hugged him tightly in his arms, and enjoyed the long-lost warmth.

"Ahem, it's much better. Bing Jue's head was still heavy, and he saw Rong Hui holding a wooden sword and said in confusion: "The fifth elder was also captured by that merman?"

Bing Jue saw that Rong Hui was conscious, and couldn't help but sigh that Rong Hui was ridiculously strong.

The merman's singing has a psychedelic effect, and he and his junior brother and the two Yuan Infant Realms can't bear the desperate singing and are drawn into the illusion, and Rong Hui impresses him.

Rong Hui said in a few words how he came, what he did, and what clues he found.

"My identity in the illusion is 'White Dream Lord'", Rong Hui asked directly, "Your identity is Prince Canglan."

Dan Zhu doesn't know what her identity is, she may be the White Dream Lord, or she may be the watchdog set up by the White Dream Lord, and the role of existence is to maintain order in the illusion.

I looked back as I chased you to this palace, and she was afraid to follow.

One person counts short, two counts long.

So, please tell me what you saw in the illusion. ”

Rong Hui's words were straightforward.

Bing Jue also knew that they had to join forces to get out of the illusion.

Bing Jue also has an unforgettable memory when he was the prince of Canglan.

This memory is very different from Rong Hui's.

The story of the resentful spirit written in the Codex is the story of an infatuated emperor who was carried away by love, brutally killed by a negative man, and reborn with the blessing of the god of the sea.

Bleak and beautiful.

Women value love and righteousness, and men are indifferent.

Bing Jue hugged Jin Lian and slowly spoke, "That day, I was looking for an eye with my junior brother, and when I arrived at the river to prepare for the disciples, I suddenly heard a singing, and I opened my eyes and came to this strange palace. ”

"As soon as I woke up, someone from the palace called me the prince and asked me to go to greet my relatives. ”

"I was going to resist, but I found that I had lost all my spiritual power, and I was held hostage by someone in the illusion to meet my relatives. ”

"It was so white that I couldn't tell how many people there were, but I heard the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami, and then I saw a man in a wedding dress walking towards me. ”

"I pretended to be calm, and for some reason I was angry and walked away, and by night my consciousness was gradually foggy. ”

"The palace people guided me into the new house, and as soon as I lifted my head, a cold sword suddenly stabbed at me. ”

"At the critical moment, a maid whose face I could not see clearly broke into the dormitory and tore my assassin bride to pieces. ”

Bing Jue carefully recalled the appearance of the palace maid, and had a headache as soon as she thought about it.

Rong Hui asked, "Is he a sword cultivator?"

"It should be. Bing Jue was not sure, "After that night, I found out that I was not me, I became another person, not only did I have more memories that did not belong to me, but I also had great evil thoughts about all brides, and I wanted to break them into pieces!"

The surging hatred of the Canglan prince suffocated Bing Jue, and he hugged the golden lotus that gave him warmth and continued to reminisce.

"Since then, I have completely lost myself. ”

"The memory of getting married and being humiliated by the envoys of the enemy country made it impossible for me to tell who I was. ”

"Until that day when the blood moon came to light, another tragic memory was awakened, and I was completely sunk ever since. ”

In Rong Hui's memory, the Blood Moon is a special ability of the Blood Umbrella.

When she came in, Bing Jue's blood umbrella shrouded Bing Jue's head, instilling thousands of malice in him.

From this point of view, Prince Canglan's resentment was attached to the blood umbrella, and then he stayed in Qiongzhou for some reason until he was killed by a thunderbolt. ”

Rong Hui thought of the inexplicable appearance of the buildings in the ghost city that did not belong to Qiongzhou, and instantly understood.

"There are actually two protagonists in this fantasy. Rong Hui reasoned calmly, "The White Dream Lord put us in the illusion realm and walked the path she walked, it must be something to look for. ”

"Prince Canglan rejects all brides, and it is he who subconsciously feels that the bride is a disaster. ”

"Danzhu is the person of the White Dream Lord, she doesn't dare to approach the palace of the Canglan Prince, she should be afraid of the blood umbrella to get the blood moon in the sky again. ”

When the blood moon is in the sky, ten thousand ghosts are coming.

The clues are fragmented and invisible, and the only thing Rong Hui can guess is that Bai Meng's main thing is here in the blood umbrella.

Because Danju disappears every day for a while.

The time of disappearance was exactly the same as the time when Bing Jue left the dormitory.

"Qiongzhou!" Bing Jue woke up like a dream when he heard the word Qiongzhou.

"In my memory... No, it should be that the White Dream Lord is not a human being in the memory of Prince Cangnan. ”

Bing Jue frowned, "I empathized with the blood umbrella during the time I was the prince of Canglan, and in its memory, the White Dream Lord was originally a merman.

For the sake of becoming an adult, the White Dream Lord used beauty tricks to win the prince's favor.

The prince was pleased with her, and he was angry with the crown, stealing the treasure of the vicissitudes and turning the White Dream Lord into a human.

After Lord Bai Meng's adulthood, she unexpectedly learned that the treasure of the vicissitudes was enough to turn all her clansmen into humans.

She set out to subvert the Canglan government, and the Prince of Canglan fought back to kill her..."

Two different versions of the story intrigued Yung Hui.

From Bing Jue's oral account, Rong Hui knew another story.

Prince Canglan fell in love with Lord Baimeng at first sight, and he only loved beauties and did not love the country.

However, the beauty wants to break the foundation of Canglan, and the prince of Canglan fights back.

After he captured the White Dream Lord, he found that the White Dream Lord was obsessed with it several times.

The crown prince, who loves the White Dream Lord deeply, is in a dilemma.

At night, the Canglan Wizard quietly took away the White Dream Lord, brutally pushed the iron nail into the White Dream Lord's legs, and stitched her human legs.

Then put it into a cursed fishtail, and threw the dying White Dream Lord into the sea of Qiongzhou.

When the prince learned of this, he rushed to Qiongzhou day and night.

When he sees his beloved again, the White Dream Lord has become a crippled merman.

The White Dream Lord used his singing voice to confuse the prince, and took revenge fiercely, cutting him with a thousand knives.

10,000 knives, a lot of knives.

The prince's flesh and blood entrails fell on the oil-paper umbrella they had made love, and Yin Hong's blood stained it red.

The prince's soul condensed in the blood umbrella and turned into a ghost, living from life to life, not entering reincarnation.

At the end of the story, the blood umbrella that Rong Hui stepped on at his feet writhed wildly, and the evil curse exploded in the main hall.

Turbulent black curses continued to fly out of the pool of blood.

The pool of blood bubbled and bubbled, like boiling water, tumbling violently, and the blood mist rising in the air condensed into the appearance of a man.

He stumbled and fled, losing a part of his body with each step.

From the limbs to the viscera and finally to the skull that has been hammered into powder.

"That's the last memory I have. Bing Jue's heart was beating more than once, "The ending of Prince Canglan was cut by Bai Mengzhu with a thousand knives and tortured to death. ”

Such a brutal death made him creepy.

A bloody man condensed by a curse, Rong Hui felt tightness in her chest and shortness of breath with just one glance, and her head seemed to explode, and her wooden sword nailed the blood umbrella to the marble floor.

The blood umbrella struggled frantically and writhed to no avail.

Blood flowed down the handle of the umbrella, condensing a row of scarlet and glaring words.

[Her love is too selfish, crazy to ask but no to give, Lone loves her, but Lone is too tired.

As the king of a country, what she can do is to hide her heart, hide it in a place where she will never find it, and imprison her power, lest she lead the 100,000 mountain shark tribe under her command to make a comeback after recovery, causing the displacement of Lone's subjects.

I don't know if it's right or wrong, but it's worth a try!]

"So what the White Dream Lord is looking for is her heart. Rong Hui stepped over the blood book on the ground and transferred it in the prince's bedroom," the third elder carefully replied to see if Prince Canglan had left clues about his heart. ”

Bing Jue held the golden lotus, his body temperature gradually recovered, and his stiff body eased up, "I remember that the bronze crane lantern has a mechanism. ”

Bing Jue walked to the bronze crane lantern and twisted the mechanism.

"Boom. ”

Rumbling voices echoed through the dormitory.

The dragon bed against the wall moved to the left to reveal a secret door.

The secret door was tightly closed, and I didn't know how to open it.

Rong Hui frowned, "How to open?"

Bing Jue interpreted the formation on the secret door and sighed, "How could my Imperial Beast Sect's sniffing lock appear here?"

Sniff locks, as the name suggests, are locks that need to be opened with a scent.

This kind of lock is the original creation of the Royal Beast Sect and is not passed on.

Sniff locks are extremely sensitive to odors and can only be opened once.

Once the smell is wrong, the contents inside the lock will be dissolved by its internal formation.

Rong Hui asked, "How to solve it." ”

She will only unlock violently.

The secret door is locked with a sophisticated sniff, and nine times out of ten it is hidden in the heart of the White Dream Lord, and all the effort is in vain with a sword.

Bing Jue's expression was solemn, "My... One of the prince's first brides was a emperor, and although he was a man, he insisted that he was the emperor, and he was good at using poison.

The man 'poisoned' me to control the world of illusions.

While I was unconscious, he pried away a dresser from the dormitory, saying it was for his brother.

The scent on that dresser is the key to unlocking.

Now the dresser..."

Hearing this, Rong Hui took out the ivory dagger full of curses, "The dresser is in the White Dream Palace, this is what I cut from the dresser, you try it." ”

It should be the medical cultivator of each of the nine people who poisoned Bingjue.

And it is the personality of the emperor who wants to ascend the throne and become the emperor.

The younger brother speaks for itself.

Several of the "anonymous" personalities are trying their best to protect the ninth personality.

The ninth personality represents its purity and goodness, and its only conscience.

Rong Hui was glad to open the dark grid, saw the bloody codex, and knew how many of their brothers and sisters.

Bing Jue took the ivory dagger, his fingertips condensed a formation cautiously and tentatively, and smiled happily, "It's it!"

The ivory dagger collided with the secret door, and in an instant, a powerful attraction sucked Rong Hui and Bing Jue, along with the blood umbrella and wooden sword, into the dark room.

Rong Hui summoned the wooden sword and hurriedly stopped the blood umbrella flying towards the glass box in the middle, "Bing Jue, take the heart!"

"Who dares to touch the queen of the lonely king!"

Without the wooden sword to check and balance, the blood umbrella opened violently.

Dressed in black and gold robes, Prince Canglan's eyes were torn, and the tassels on his crown "clanged" with anger.

The prince held an umbrella in one hand and a sword in the other, and Bing Jue, who was about to stab the formation several times, was blocked back by Rong Hui.

"Your queen killed you and still loves her?" Rong Hui sneered, "Are you controlling Bing Jue also for the heart in the secret room? ”

The prince was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

Literally. Rong Hui's wooden sword was horizontal, "You also want to use the breath on the dresser to open the sniffing lock and get the heart of the White Dream Lord, don't pretend to be innocent here." ”

The prince looked at Rong Hui fixedly, and his scarlet eyes showed a hint of approval, "You can see through the lonely king's hiding so deeply, hehe! ”

During the battle between the two, Bing Jue had already obtained the heart of the White Dream Lord.

The prince hooked the corners of his mouth gloomily, and his scarlet eyes fell on Rong Hui, and his naked calculation was undisguised.

"I have slashed Bing Jue twice with an ivory dagger, and each time it made him tremble, it is a fear from the soul, indicating that both you and the White Dream Lord are afraid of the curse above. ”

Rong Hui was not afraid of the prince running away, "Before the dresser left your dormitory, you had a chance to ask that 'Imperial Bride' to help you open the sniffing lock, and if you get the heart of the White Dream Lord, you will be completely killed."

So you connived at the medical personality on his body to poison Bingjue, and then exposed all kinds of flaws for the 'Imperial Bride' to open the door.

But you're missing a bit. ”

The prince was amazed by Rong Hui's meticulous logic and superhuman insight, and he did not complain if he lost.

The prince's thin lips pursed into a line, "What did you miscalculate." ”

Rong Hui said: "When you controlled Bing Jue to go to five identical male brides in a row, you knew that he had multiple personalities in his body, so you deliberately exposed flaws and let the medical personality poison you, and then let the medical personality and the emperor personality kill each other, and when he was in a state of confusion, he took the dresser and unlocked the lock." ”

"Everything went very well, except that they did not kill each other for their own interests, but for the protection of the smallest personality. ”

The prince's face was pale, his expression was blocked in the shadow of the blood umbrella, and he exuded a violent aura.

The prince said coldly: "Why didn't I see the youngest personality!"

"He died, committed suicide. When Rong Hui examined the man's body, he found that he had committed suicide, "He knew that he could not do anything to get out of the predicament, and chose to commit suicide to be with his family." ”

Therefore, the dresser can be safely left in the sleeping hall of Lord Baimeng, leaving a glimmer of life for Rong Hui.

"I lost. The prince let out an unwilling sigh, he looked at Rong Hui, his handsome face was lonely and pitiful hidden in the shadows, "You have obtained the heart of the White Dream Lord, you are alone and have no way to fight for it, you have been trapped here for a thousand years, and the dignified king is like a prisoner!"

I want to go out, as long as you are willing to help Lone, Lone is willing to fight for you and kill the White Dream Lord!"

The prince grinds his teeth, his eyes shoot a vicious and fierce light, he wants to be free.

Rong Hui said indifferently: "You have no room for bargaining, this seat orders you to return to the blood umbrella." ”

Of course, the prince did not want to, but he had no choice.

Rong Hui put away the blood umbrella, and Bing Jue immediately greeted him, "The fifth elder wants to help him?"

In that case, it's too dangerous.