Parting from the dense forest, the sound of beasts and insects gradually faded, and the sound of whistling wind came from ahead.

In the cold moonlight, the field of vision is also broadened, like a cliff bathed in the bright light.

The volley of the cliff stretches out very long, and at the same time tilts slightly, as if you can reach the edge and go further to touch the ice wheel hanging high. It may be just right to describe it as a hand-plucked star.

"This is it. She looked at the map left by Qi Donglai, took two steps forward, seemed to be measuring something, and suddenly, she walked between a seemingly ordinary boulder and raised her eyes to look at it.

Then the palm of his hand was pasted, and the internal force vomited.

A crack slowly appeared on the cold rock surface, and with a "kala" sound, the crack spread out like an octopus-clawed spider.

The crack was two fingers wide, and in the moonlight, there was a faint hint of metallic luster hidden deep in it.

Mewing frowned, and urged the palm force again, and an invisible air stream slammed into the rock.

"Bang!"

The cracks exploded, stone chips poured down, and a thick cloud of smoke and dust scattered in all directions.

The white smoke revealed a strange metal plane, like a turtle's shell, with a groove in the center of the shell that extended down to nowhere.

"There's a mechanism. "I was disappointed, I finally came here, and I was only one step away from entering a certain opportunity, which was a pity after all.

Xia Ren was not discouraged, and walked slowly, squinting at the little groove.

Obviously, this is where the switch is activated, just like a lock needs a corresponding key.

Then the key must be on Qi Donglai. When he was cooking, he had already rummaged through his entire body, and there was nothing but the letter and a steel sword.

The steel sword was nothing more than a sword of good quality and ordinary style. Judging from the marks on the hilt, it is not a newly brought out sword, so it should not be the key to the mechanism.

As a result...

"The key is still in this letter. Xia Ren suddenly spoke, and at the same time he took the envelope from the injured girl with the big head and looked at it carefully.

Notepaper... Envelop... Nothing out of the ordinary.

"Is it the fire paint here?" and then the moonlight, he once again looked at the place where the envelope was glued, and instinctively he thought there was something wrong here.

"Let's see if there's anything special about this fire paint. ”

He sniffed it and said, "There is a fishy smell, it seems that this fire paint is made of blood." ”

Xia Ren suddenly laughed, he carefully tore the fire paint made of blood, rolled it into a small ball, and then put it in along the groove, and then looked at it intently.

If it didn't work, he had no choice but to leave.

The groove felt the fire paint enter, and slowly opened a jagged opening, engulfing one of them.

After a few minutes, wisps of blood appeared on the strange metal surface, like the movement of a living creature towards the edge of the oval metal.

At the end of the swim, the bloodshot stopped swimming, and the entire piece of metal turned into a blood-colored tortoiseshell.

At this moment, there was a slight tremor on the ground.

The two looked at each other and jumped onto a nearby boulder.

In the moonlight, the cliffs parted, revealing one of the charcoal-black steps, and the glow of a flame faintly emanated from the middle.

The two glanced at each other, tacitly one after the other, and walked down the stairs.

"I really didn't expect the belly of the mountain to be hollowed out like this...", I sighed.

Her voice echoed back and forth several times in the narrow space, as if someone was calling from afar.

As the two walked along, the fire candles on the gray and white wall decorations lit one after another, illuminating a road paved with clouds and boulders.

The road was narrow, only a person apart, and the flames flickered on the faces of the two people, but it gave people a rather eerie feeling.

In the distance, there was a strange sound of chains tugging.

After walking for about ten minutes, there was a yellow-edged exit at the end, a pitch-black circular archway, to which I did not know where it led.

The two of them cautiously walked out of the archway, and as the footsteps sounded, all the candles were lit at the same time, and the sudden light made people even feel a little dazzling.

It was a spherical hall built in the middle of the mountain, with walls that seemed to be made of steel and impermeable, and at intervals there were small hollows in which a candle seemed to be placed, and light was projecting from it.

All the light was cast like a spotlight in the very center of the spherical hall: it was an old figure with his head bowed, every part of his body pierced and bound by metal chains protruding from the walls of the spherical hall.

Hearing the footsteps, the figure's pupils suddenly opened, revealing a hideous and ecstatic look. Then he slowly raised his head, and his face became kind again in an instant.

In the candlelight, his head was full of gray hair, and even his eyebrows and beards were dragged to his knees like a birthday boy.

"Child—" he said slowly, his voice a little strangely hoarse, and he coughed softly.

At this moment, there was a loud "boom" from the entrance.

With a hint of panic, he said, "The mechanism is closed." ”

Xia Ren didn't care, and stood at the entrance of the hall with his hands held high, staring at the kind white-bearded old man.

The old man showed a kind look: "After so many years, my good son is finally willing to send someone to meet me." ”

"Who are you?" Xia Ren said curiously.

He didn't expect that the opportunity hidden in the secret letter that Qi Donglai carried was actually such an imprisoned old man.

"Me?" the old man sneered, "I'm just an old man bent on death, my skills are all useless, trapped in this cage that doesn't see the light of day, and after so many years, I can't let go of anything." ”

"Then what's the use of you?" Xia Ren said directly, he didn't come here so hard overnight to listen to a bad old man's nagging.

The old man was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "The old man's surname is Murong, and his single name is a city character. ”

Then he fell silent, as if I had experienced how good I was.

Xia Ren blinked, turned his head to look at the big-headed girl behind him and said, "Who is Murong Cheng?"

The two of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere fell into a rather awkward strangeness.

"The old man is the last emperor of the Great Yan Imperial Court. The old man slowly revealed a shocking secret.

The Great Yan Imperial Court was the previous imperial court that was overthrown by the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Court.

The big-headed girl suddenly said, "Oh", "It turns out that you are the Emperor who pursues immortality and makes people angry." ”

The old man sighed heavily, looking unbearable to look back on the past.

And he said directly: "This old man is deceiving, son, let's go directly." The Dead Emperor was a figure from 300 years ago, how could he have survived until now? You must know that even a Grandmaster-level figure only has a lifespan of 50 years longer than ordinary people. ”

"Hmm", Xia Ren nodded.

"Two, please stay. The old man finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"What else?" Xia Ren's tone was a little cold.

"The old man begged to die under the knife and end this life. The old man looked up with a look of compassion, "In this way, the old man is willing to give two peerless exercises." The exercises are tattooed on the old man's back, and if you see blood, it will naturally appear. ”