Qin Yan also changed the topic with interest and asked, "What are you going to do with the maps in the hands of Haochengang and Ge Xinglie?"

Gu Wuzhi: "The old man believes that Hao Chengang is a sensible person, and the old man will personally talk to him about the treasure." ”

"But Ge Xinglie doesn't seem to understand things very well. ”

"The old man will let him understand. Gu Wuzhi stroked his beard, squinted his eyes, and said lightly, "The old man has been behind the scenes for so long, it's time to appear on the stage." ”

When he spoke, he felt self-contained and proud, as if the emperor was accepting the worship of all the people.

Qin Yan was silent for a moment and said, "The junior still has a question. ”

"What?"

"It's not too late to make the debut?"

Qin Yan raised his head suddenly, and an astonishing divine light shot out of his eyes, shooting into his eyes when Gu Wuzhi was caught off guard.

The focus of Gu Wuzhi's pupils suddenly drifted, and before he could react, he fell into the deepest nightmare.

Qin Yan's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his pupils exuded infinite attraction like a whirlpool, involving the soul of the old poison and falling into a lifeless and unconscious void world.

After a moment of trance, the deep darkness swept into the sky, engulfing him in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding world drifted away in an instant. When Gu Wuzhi came back to his senses, he found that he had fallen into a completely different world, unable to hear any sound, unable to see any color, and everywhere he looked, the abyss and the dome that stretched to the end of his vision, there was only a silent and cold darkness.

There was no sound, no light in sight, even the directions up and down, left and right were out of order, only an endless silent darkness, as if to absorb and digest his soul and merge into a part of this void.

It was only then that he finally realized that he had fallen for the illusion!

In this lifeless world, the speed of his thinking is frozen extremely slowly, and he can't give birth to emotions such as panic and fear, and he has gradually been swallowed up by numbness.

The corners of Qin Yan's mouth pulled into a cruel smile: Old poison, you have harmed countless people, let you taste this most vicious way of death!

Gu Wuzhi's breathing gradually became cloudy.

In the darkness of lightlessness, soundlessness, tastelessness, and awarenesslessness, he hallucinated again before his eyes. The illusion in the illusion was a mottled chaotic of colors, and the lines of light and dark twisted and danced in the void, entangled and coiled, turning into a noose, hooking towards his neck......

The five senses were gradually lost, and only the last bit of thinking ability remained, and he was still aware of his existence. It's a pity that even the last bit of spiritual light gradually became numb and stagnant.

No matter how many treacherous and vicious plans Gu Wuzhi had hidden in his heart, for him, an old man in his last years, this completely dead space was a nightmare that he couldn't wake up to. The fire of his weak soul was as helpless as a baby in this boundless darkness.

After the extreme silence, the hallucinations followed one after another, and this time he could no longer suppress them, and he saw face after face, picture after picture, from birth to end, from ignorance to maturity, to depth, to treachery. He saw the picture of the death of his relatives, and saw the countless lives he had killed, and now he reappeared, turning into a fierce ghost asking for his life, and pounced fiercely.

The passage of hell has been opened, and there is an evil ghost who opens his eyes and laughs, the ghost he killed in the past, and is playing a poignant elegy for him......

The soul fire, which was already crumbling, was completely extinguished as soon as this cold wind blew it.

In reality, the muscles on Gu Wuzhi's face began to twitch, his eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out of his sockets, his mouth let out a strange scream, and his face was distorted to the point that it was not human, and the blood vessels bulged hideously.

A stream of purple blood overflowed from the corner of his lips at the same time, which was forced out by the last breath of turbidity—

And then he died, with the last remnants of fear and madness on his ugly and distorted face. That's the sin he has committed in his life, the karmic retribution he has received.

Qin Yan's divine thoughts quietly probed over, and after making sure that Gu Wuzhi had completely lost his vitality, he closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Although the old poison was in his last years, his spiritual tenacity exceeded Qin Yan's expectations, and in order to kill him, Qin Yan himself also lost a lot of spiritual energy. Now, if there was a bed next to him, he just wanted to climb up and sleep beautifully.

However, it was not completely over, and the finger picker might still be secretly watching, he did not dare to relax his vigilance, and after adjusting his breathing, he walked to the old poison and searched for his corpse.

The old poison had a map on him, and that was something he had largely determined.

He ripped open the clothes from the corpse, and sure enough, he found a yellowed scroll. He grabbed the scroll in the air with his imperial technique, put it in front of him and looked at it, thinking in his heart: 'Do you want to open it?' With the conceit of the old poison, he must not have thought that the map would fall into the hands of others, and there should be no poison in it, right? But I can't say for sure, the mind of the old poison is hard to guess very ......'

When he was still hesitating, he saw the scroll slowly pull it down, as if he wanted to reveal a picture in front of Qin Yan's eyes.

Qin Yan was shocked, secretly screaming that it was not good, and threw the scroll out with a wave of his hand. But it was too late at this time, and when I heard a pop, a puff of yellow smoke came out, spraying more than three feet away, and shot straight at Qin Yan's door.

"it!"

After Qin Yan shouted these two words, the person had already fallen.

The scroll had been thrown out by him before that, but the little smoke he had inhaled was enough to kill someone.

The old poison really can't be touched, and even after death, he gave him such a hand, and wanted to drag him to hell together.

The poisonous gas drilled into Qin Yan's nostrils and went down the trachea, burning like a fire, sealing his breath.

Now it's going to capsize in the gutter!

'I'm stupid, really. I knew that it was impossible for the old poison not to do anything on the map, but I still thought it was a fluke...... The trick of the old poison may have been used to throw out the scroll to save his life at a critical time, but it made Young Master Ben miserable......

Everyone knows that Gu Wuzhi can't touch things, but if you don't touch them, you will be poisoned, I'm afraid the gods will be difficult to beware!

Qin Yan was lying straight beside Gu Wuzhi, his face was slowly swollen, but his mind was still very clear.

He could only hope that during the time when Hanxue stabilized the toxin, no one would come. Otherwise, a small life of the chief disciple of the Demon Sect will probably be confessed here today.

Unfortunately, his prayers did not come true.

A figure suddenly appeared on the opposite wall. Even in the bright moonlight, the man was shrouded in an impenetrable shadow. With Qin Yan's eyesight, he can't see through his true appearance. But he already had an instinct in his heart with a name: snap the finger and pick the star!

Finger Picker didn't disguise himself this time, he appeared in his true face, although hidden in the shadows.

He was condescending, coldly looking down at Qin Yan who was motionless on the ground, but he didn't move for a while.

He was worried about Qin Yan's counterattack before he died.

If a person as cautious and fearful of death as Finger Picking Star came out, it would be abnormal to kill Qin Yan as soon as he came out.

He just stared at Qin Yan directly, as if he had seen delicious food, and a sneer came out of his mouth.

When Qin Yan heard this laughter, he was so disgusted that if he hadn't been able to open his mouth, he would have scolded now.

But now he could only stare back with a colder gaze.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly an invisible ripple vibrated out, and a sharp chirp sounded in Qin Yan's ears, like a kraken roaring in the depths of the endless ocean. Qin Yan's eyes darkened for a while, and then he reacted that he had been attacked by the snap of his finger and was pulled into the illusion.