The woman in Tsing Yi raised her eyes and looked into the distance, and the primeval forest outside the fort was faintly arguable in the night, and a violent roar and roar were heard.

Her thoughts drifted away: "Who is he? ”

"Zhiqiu, the matter has come to this point, I can only tell Sister Zhiying. The woman in green clothes said.

"It's not as simple as you think. Zhiqiu said leisurely.

Yu Han saw that her face was solemn, her starry eyes were deep, and she secretly said What happened to the autumn of the past few months......!

In an instant, her jade face was full of anger, and the cold air in her heart was overwhelming, and she was cold to the heart: "If I fight to guard the palace, I will also crush that bastard." ”

As she spoke, she rushed out of the stone pavilion with a cold mist.

Zhiqiu came to his senses in an instant and chased him out. The two of them ran wildly under the moonlit night, one after the other. The autumn of the "reed crossing the river" chased a few feet closer, and gathered into a line: "Wait!"

"No! I can't hold my breath. I fought with him. ”

Zhiqiu smashed his body to the extreme, his body shot out, and he jumped up: "It's not too late to look for him after looking at my arm." ”

Yuhan slowed down for a moment, ran out and stopped, waiting under the cliff, and chased after him.

After gasping for breath, he said, "I'm just worried about your temper, is it worth fighting with him with a rotten person with the palace guarding map?"

"If we don't fight, we won't be able to beat him. ”

Zhiqiu cautiously rolled up his sleeves, his arms shining white under the moonlit night, delicate as silk, and a small cinnabar sword looked extremely beautiful and bewitching on the white jade arm.

"Sword Diagram. The woman in green exclaimed.

"Be quiet. ”

The girl in green clothes stroked her mouth and kept nodding her head.

Zhiqiu said: "I'm worried about this picture. ”

"Worried? Who doesn't dream of the ancient marrow castle, and become the Supreme Holy Spirit, and live an endless life. I'm going to get it, and I'm going to wake up laughing when I dream. Let's go and beat the sacred drum in the ancestral hall immediately. ”

"But I ......."

The woman in emerald clothes stared at the sword diagram hotly, stroking it constantly, and there was a delicate touch, and the coldness contained waves of warmth, which made her want to stop, and muttered: "This ...... This...... Sword...... Picture ...... "She trembled with excitement like a spasm, and finally turned into a thud that pierced the night sky, and she turned into a green light and rushed into the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at the night sky dumbfounded.

Scattered stone houses under the cliff burst out one after another, flying in, looking towards the eyes of Zhiqiu, the night sky is miserable.

"What's wrong with Sister Ye Jiu?"

Zhiqiu pointed to the sky and cried: "Yuhan has been taken captive. ”

"Ahh

"Who took it away?"

"Hurry up, who can fly through the air, of course it's a bird. ”

"Quickly inform the elder of the Chi family. ”

There were more and more people under the cliff, and the people of the ancient marrow fort rushed to tell each other, and soon there was a lot of chaos, and the bamboo fire in the sky illuminated the ancient marrow fort.

The primeval forest outside the fort fell silent and stopped roaring and roaring.

Ye Zhiqiu was concerned and chaotic, panicked, and rushed back to Ye's house, passing through stone courtyards and running into a house made of black stone.

"Seventh Sister...... Seven Sisters and Seventh Sisters ......"

A crisp color like a silver bell sounded in a stone house, and just by listening to the sound, I knew that her daughter was destined to be born in a city and a country, and she was unbelievably beautiful.

"Come in in a panic!"

Ye Zhiqiu took a few breaths of turbidity: "The third sister is also here!" Seeing that she was still rolling up her sleeves, she hurriedly took it off and pushed open the stone door with her clothes intact.

Under the dim candlelight, more than a dozen national colors and heavenly fragrances were scattered, their crisp breasts were half exposed, and the blue finger marks on the snow-white were shocking.

The third sister brought a wooden stool, and walked differently than usual, but the fragrance was fragrant, and there were residual beads of sweat on her red face, and she became more and more charming and charming: "Sit!"

Poof!

In the dim candlelight, there were more splashes of white on it, and in addition to the faint fragrance and the faint fragrance on her.

Zhiqiu's face changed, and an inexplicable hatred burned in his heart: "You ..... Hmph!" Swept out of the stone room, the night was miserable, she ran wildly, tears flowing.

Ran all the way to the ancestral hall of the Ancient Marrow Castle, it is majestic and vast, how vast it is, even the saint does not know, it is still a mystery.

Zhiqiu was both aggrieved and angry, gritted his silver teeth, and slammed into the heavy stone gate of the ancestral hall, and when he was close to nine feet, the sword diagram on the stone gate swung out of the autumn wrapped in morning light, and swept into the sword diagram, and the autumn disappeared.

In an instant, everything outside the ancestral hall was as before, and the evening breeze was blowing under the night.

Since Zhiqiu was sensible, this ancestral hall has been mysterious and treacherous, and even the shocking sword diagram engraved on the ancestral door is so unpredictable, every time he comes, Zhiqiu is in awe and wants to crawl under the sword diagram.

The door of the ancestral hall is opened once every ten years, which is the largest event in the castle. For this reason, the three pavilions of the nine clans, eighteen halls and thirty-six pavilions in the fort compete to send the best women to conduct a big competition, and the winner can enter the ancestral hall to brand the palace and be promoted to a holy woman.

Once the saint has reached the sky within twenty years, she will be sent to the depths of the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, where there is a vast dark place, and the entrants have never survived, it is a forbidden place of death that makes people talk about it. Even so, the people of the fort are proud of it.

If it cannot be achieved, the palace will dissipate after three years, and the holy woman will be able to marry and have children after another two years.

The last time it was opened, the autumn was only eight years old, and she was not able to participate under the age of twelve, but this time it was a centennial event, she had already been gearing up, half a year ago she sneaked here to watch the sword diagram outside the hall, but was swept away by the sword diagram, which made the autumn of the autumn look for a while, but a few days later the autumn suddenly returned to his boudoir.

Since then, the autumn has often disappeared for no reason, and then suddenly appears after a few days. Zhiqiu's parents and family have become accustomed to it over time, and they no longer dig in the castle to find her.

As soon as Zhiqiu was swept away by the sword picture on the door of the ancestral hall, it became muddy, like a fresh walking corpse, jumping into the vast milk pool, washing herself white and spotless after becoming more and more dizzy, she only faintly felt that she was moved to a soft place, lying on it extremely comfortable and comfortable, a few moments, a flexible weight pressed down, a burst of breathing, a python drilled into the secret ground and squirmed violently, as if being eaten in the hollowing out of her, like ten thousand ants entangled, Zhiqiu desperately writhed and struggled, but the pleasure of ecstasy and bone erosion couldn't help but make her want to refuse and welcome the catharsis。

A big python swallowed it with its mouth open, and she woke up suddenly, and the mattress under her was stained with a large patch. She was ashamed, rolled over and jumped out of bed, and as soon as she walked, the milky white clotted fat fell to the ground.

Autumn rushed into the bath, and it flowed like tap water.

"Is the autumn here? Yuhan is here. The second sister's glutinous voice sounded outside the boudoir.

"Tell her to wait in the hall for a while. Zhiqiu suppressed his anger and tried to keep his tone steady. Then he hurriedly washed himself up, ran out of the bath and hurriedly put away the boudoir, and was about to go out when a quick knock sounded at the door.

"Zhiqiu, open the door, I'm Chi Yuhan!"

Zhiqiu immediately rushed over, pulled out the bolt, pulled off the knocker, and pulled the wooden door open.

Chi Yuhan stood in front of the door prettyly, prettier than a few days ago, with a graceful demeanor, Zhiqiu was stunned and retracted his gaze and asked, "What happened last night?"

Chi Yu Hanyu pressed her fingers against Dan's lips: "Don't be afraid to shout everyone!" pushed to the half-open wooden door: "Go in and say!"