Taiqing Sword

Chapter 401, Twilight

Shangguan Jinghong looked at Shui Miao in surprise. This Shui Miao seemed to have survived the catastrophe in the dense forest, and his face was a little dirty, and a corner of his clothes was accidentally scratched by a branch. He was almost unscathed: "Shui Miao? You ...how come here?"

Shui Miao suddenly shivered: "Mr. Jing, I also had to hide here because I wanted to avoid being chased and killed."

Shangguan Jinghong frowned tightly: "Didn't the blood slave notice you?"

Shui Miao shook her head. I was hiding in the tree hole and just heard their footsteps walking away. I was about to come out when I heard footsteps again. When I came out, I didn’t expect it to be you.

"Tree hole? What kind of tree hole?" Shangguan Jinghong asked curiously.

It's not that Shangguan Jinghong is a good thing, but because Shui Miao's strength is too far behind Heyi, and Heyi can't escape the blood slave's pursuit. How can a small disciple of Shui Miao be able to escape? escape?Intuition told Shangguan Jinghong that there must be something in the tree hole.

"Mr. Jing, this tree hole seems to be some years old, and there is still a strange smell in it, maybe some wild beasts in the mountains have also lived there." Shui Miao said.

"Where is the tree hole, take me to have a look."

Huorong looked at Shangguan Jinghong in confusion: "Mr. Shangguan, are we not going to chase the blood slave?"

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head: "No, of course I want to go, but I want to take a look at the tree hole. You think, Shui Miao is just a warrior at the bottom of the rivers and lakes. He was able to escape the blood slave. What does that mean?"

Huorong frowned slightly, and Kui Mu's eyes lit up: "Either, he has the strength to overwhelm the blood slave, or something helped him."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded with a smile: "That's right, let's see how Shui Miao's strength can overwhelm the blood slaves? Then there is only one explanation, the place where Shui Miao is hiding something that can avoid the blood slaves, or what the blood slaves are afraid of .”

When Huorong heard it, he immediately realized that Shui Miao took Shangguan Jinghong to a tree hole without procrastinating. As Shui Miao said, there was indeed a strange smell in the tree hole, but it was not the smell of a beast that Shui Miao said. On the contrary, Shangguan Jinghong felt that this should be a bloody aura, which should be extremely old, or this bloody aura was reflected from the ground.

Shangguan Jinghong thought of this, without hesitation, he smashed the trunk of the big tree with his palm, and the thick branches flew out in an instant, accompanied by the smell of blood. Dark red, as if bleeding.

Seeing this, Shui Miao took a step back in shock: "Mr. Shangguan, this is... the tree is bleeding."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled: "Don't be afraid, this is not the blood of this tree, but the water absorbed by this tree from the ground."

Huorong frowned and said, "Moisture? Where can there be such red moisture? Mr. Shangguan, don't we offend the gods?"

Although the Yin Zhou clan did not have any gods to rely on, they still believed in such superstitions. Shangguan Jinghong laughed and said: "Elder Huorong, don't think too much. If a tree is planted in a pool of blood, you say it will grow into a tree." After that, what color will it be?"

Huorong was startled: "Mr. Shangguan, are you saying that there are..."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded first, then shook his head: "I don't know, I have to dig it out and have a look."

"Since this is the case, there is no need to delay, Shadow Guard, don't do anything yet."

Dozens of shadow guards stepped forward immediately after hearing the words, and after only a moment, one of them raised his head: "Mr. Shangguan, elder, it seems that something has been dug up, it is very hard, and it cannot be dug down."

Shangguan Jinghong said: "Dig from one side, be more careful."

Several shadow guards quickly made a detour, and dug out a stone tablet after a short while: "Clean up the dirt!"

'Devil gods are buried in the bones, future generations should not enlighten them! '

After reading the eight words, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly felt a gust of cool wind rushing by, of course it didn't mean he was afraid, but a real cool breeze, Shangguan Jinghong was shocked, even if Shi Wutian put pressure on him, he would I have never felt such a bitter breath of death.

"Open the stele!"

Huorong hurriedly said: "No! Mr. Shangguan, the inscription is very clear, and future generations should not reveal it, just in case..."

Shangguan Jinghong waved his hand: "There is nothing in case, judging from the breath just now, even if this is really the place where the demon god is buried, it was many years ago."

Huorong still wanted to talk, but Kui Mu pulled him over and shook his head.

The stele was lifted slightly, and a wooden brocade box lay quietly underneath, Shangguan frowned in shock, what exactly is this?
Involuntarily reaching out to open the brocade box, a black bead appeared in front of his eyes, Shangguan Jinghong wanted to pick it up, but unexpectedly, when he touched the bead, a huge suction came, Shangguan Jinghong was taken aback, flew back, but as if It was as if his body was frozen, and he could only feel that the true energy in his body was draining rapidly.

Huorong wanted to reach out and pull Shangguan Jinghong, but Shangguan Jinghong shouted: "Don't touch me! Go!"

Huorong froze for a moment, then was shocked by what he saw. Shangguan Jinghong's arm was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by his body. , wrinkles appear.

Shangguan Jinghong held on desperately, but his true energy would eventually be exhausted, Shangguan Jinghong said in his heart, since I won't let me live, I will smash you to pieces, so that you won't cause harm to others in the future.

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "Foyin!!"

The golden light palm print slammed at the bead, and there was a click, and the bead fell apart. Shangguan Jinghong slumped on the ground, looking like an old man, but everyone was watching Shangguan Jinghong's change and didn't notice it. The moment the bead shattered, a dark red aura quickly penetrated into Shangguan Jinghong's palm and disappeared.

Shangguan Jinghong panted heavily: "Hehe~ I almost risked my life here." Looking at the shriveled palms, Shangguan Jinghong smiled wryly.

"Mr. Shangguan...you..."

Shangguan Jinghong let out a breath slowly: "The true energy is exhausted, and it is estimated that there are not many years left."

Huorong was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to comfort Shangguan Jinghong, Kui Mu also sighed, Shangguan Jinghong said: "Elder Huorong, go on chasing the blood slaves, I'll take a rest here."

"No, the patriarch asked me to bring Mr. Shangguan back to the clan after finishing the work..."

Shangguan Jinghong spread his hands: "Look at my current appearance, what can I do even if I go to the Yin Zhou clan? The matter of blood slaves must be done, go quickly."

Huorong still wanted to talk, but was pulled down by Kui Mu: "Huorong, let Mr. Shangguan rest here, and leave the twelve shadow guards to guard. Let's kill the blood slave, and then come back to pick up Mr. Shangguan."

(End of this chapter)