Chapter 118: The Man in the Painting
In the depths of the forest, birds chirp everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, and the forest is cold and damp. Yi Ling hurriedly circled back and forth where Mu Xiao and Jiang Qiaoqiao had disappeared, and the long sword in his hand drew ravines on the ground, but except for the falling leaves in the sky, he still didn't see the two figures, and the black hole that was obviously cracked no longer existed at this time. She was terrified, but she had to guard it again, and the long sword was flung to one side, and it was firmly in the wood.
"Qiaoqiao!" A shocking cry sounded, Yi Ling's robe flew and the surrounding animals fled in all directions. Within a few feet, the leaves of the trees shook and fell. At this moment, in another corner of the forest, five people who were searching for something were being drawn back by the sound of her shouting.
Among the five people, an older old man, with his hands behind his back, and his deeply sunken eyes, were looking in the direction where Yi Ling was, and a deep voice sounded among several people: "It seems that we are going in the wrong direction, and we have to go back." ”
"But Steward Lu, there are clearly marks here, so maybe you will make a mistake?" asked a young man behind him in the costume of a dragon soldier.
The old man thought about it, and he was a little worried in his heart. He took eight soldiers into the ghost forest to look for the bear lion beast, and he still hasn't seen its shadow for a few days, according to the eldest prince's explanation, as long as the bear lion beast can't be found in a few days, he must leave the ghost forest, after all, this is the territory of the Qingyang Empire, if someone finds out, it will cause big trouble. Today was the last day of the appointed time, and I was thinking of leaving the forest, but a few soldiers had not yet been found.
"It's hard to say, the four of them shouldn't be going to get into here so quickly. There was a sound over there just now, so why don't you go there and have a look first. "Steward Lu still firmly believes that the four soldiers who did not arrive at the place of the round should still be behind.
Looking at the mark in front of him, the old man walked back with the sleeves of his robe raised. Along the way, he was a little uneasy in his heart, the soldiers brought this time were all henchmen secretly sent by the eldest prince from the barracks, and now there are still four who have not yet been found, only one of the four people who have lost the key is the strength of the pseudo-sword venerable, and the others are all soldiers who are in the perfect swordsman realm, if there is any accident, it will be more than lucky, and it will be impossible to explain it when you go back.
Thinking of this, he turned back to the four people who followed him and shouted, "Speed up, you must find them before dark." ”
"Yes"
The four Phantom Dragon soldiers answered one after another, speeding up their feet
Step up with the steward on the road. At this time, less than a hundred meters away from where they were just now, Hei Long and Yang Grandsun slowly got up from a bush with a branch on their heads.
Watching Steward Lu and the others walk away, the black dragon threw away the branches, patted the weeds on his body and said, "These people look like people from the Youlong Empire, how can they appear in the Ghost Domain Forest, especially those young ones, they are more like Youlong soldiers, this is considered trespassing on the border, right?"
"Looks like we're going to have to go along. Yang's old face turned grim, and he looked at the direction where Steward Lu and they were leaving.
Heilong was a little dumbfounded, looking at his grandfather's determined appearance, it didn't seem like a joke: "Grandpa, don't you really want to go back?"
"It's not all your fault, there are so many marks left along the way, if Mu Xiao and the others come with them, won't they run into the people of Youlong at that time?" Yang looked at the dagger in the hand of the black dragon, and said with some resentment.
Putting away the dagger, the black dragon tightened his cloth belt and looked sideways at Yang, and said, "Grandpa, those people seem to have stronger breaths than us, are you sure you want to go back?"
It is not unreasonable for the black dragon to worry, the old man's body has not fully recovered, and now at most it is in the realm of the True Sword Venerable, if it really conflicts with the people of the dark dragon, it is really not easy to do. Although he only has the strength of the pseudo-sword venerable, the young man's body is hard, and even if he is injured, he can recover easily.
But Yang, where can you not see the meaning of the black dragon? The old face scolded: "You kid, I feel that grandpa is useless, right? Mu Xiao is your brother, and he has also helped me heal my injuries, if I really encounter any danger, my old bones can withstand it for a while, let's go! ”
"Old stubborn!" the black dragon scolded in a low voice as he looked at Yang Cheng, who was walking in front of him, and then quickly followed.
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At this time, Mu Xiao was completely unaware of what was happening outside, and he seemed to have experienced a long dream.
It was a splendid palace, and Mu Xiao was lying in the center of the palace with his limbs outstretched. Looking at the palace ceiling through the slit of his eyes, the golden light was a little dazzling.
Huo Ran opened his eyes, and his thoughts instantly became confused, where was he, why did he appear in such a place after falling into a black hole?
Are you already dead? This is heaven? If you fall into a black hole, shouldn't you go to hell even if you die?
Slowly getting up and looking at everything unfamiliar around him, Mu Xiao pinched his arm over and over again, and the pain in his arm still couldn't make him believe that he was still alive.
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao......" Mu Xiao glanced around and couldn't see Qiaoqiao's figure, and suddenly panicked, and his voice became louder and louder. Except for his own voice echoing in the main hall, he did not get any response.
I didn't know where I was, and I didn't know where I was going, which made Mu Xiao upset. Suddenly, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he looked back at a mural in the palace, and the Sanssouci Sword suddenly had it in his hand, and slashed down at the mural from top to bottom.
What made him stunned was that he couldn't use a trace of true qi here, and the long sword in his hand was no different from a woodcutter.
", what the hell!" Mu Xiao scolded.
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A powerful force came from above the mural, shaking Mu Xiao several meters away and falling to the sky. Suddenly, the mural twisted, and a few moments later, a figure came from the painting.
This is a gorgeous and peerless woman, dressed in a white dress and self-exalted. Her long hair hangs down like a waterfall shawl, and her face is as white as jade, outlining her delicate facial features. Every step of the line is so fascinating.
"The person in the painting?" Mu Xiao subconsciously exclaimed in a low voice.
The palace trembled slightly between the woman's raised hands, and her thin lips whispered softly: "The boss is not small, and he acts frizzily." ”
The woman's eyes were as cold as frost staring at Mu Xiao, her face was quite resentful, the face that made people couldn't see her age, and her temperament reached a new height.
Mu Xiao was still sitting on the ground at this time, looking at the woman in front of him with a dull face, not that she was fascinated, but that she sighed that the woman was cold and unmatched.
"Are you human?" Mu Xiao sat on his back with his hands on the ground, his voice so low that he couldn't even hear it clearly.
The woman was stunned when she heard this, and her brows furrowed slightly. This is the only expression that has changed since she came out, and then she said lightly: "People?"
The woman's whispered questioning made Mu Xiao's heart flood with deep fear, and the palace became cold and strange as the woman frowned.