Qing Ming

Liu Qiankun stared wide-eyed at the appearance of the Servant of Destiny rushing left and right on the body of the palace-clothed woman named Han'er Bai Yuxi flood, and couldn't laugh or cry, and Baxi beside him was even more anxious and cursed.

"Damn, the bastards of the Destiny God Clan don't even know about this kind of thing..." Baxi looked at the servant who had been sprinting for a long time but couldn't get in. He could only clenched his fists desperately, and drips of sweat slowly flowed from his fists. Flowing out, with a look of hating iron but not steel.

It would be commonplace for this kind of overlord to force his bow in the devil world, so Ba Xi would not be particularly opposed to it, but the useless appearance of this ghost servant made him despise from the bottom of his heart, so he could only watch it patiently.

"Ah!" The woman let out a cry of pain like a cuckoo weeping blood, and the distorted face of the god servant's grim smile instantly became blurred.

Chi Chi!

There was a hoarse and crisp sound in the 'streaming light', which instantly turned white. Liu Qiankun showed a relieved smile and sighed: "Oh! Fortunately, this Vulcan knows how to cut off the unsuitable parts... ..."

Ba Xi opened his mouth wide, and was about to complain a few words, but unexpectedly, the picture in the mirror distorted a few times and then gradually became clear again.

The god servant seemed to have vented his animal desires, a satisfied grin hung on his wretched face, the woman named Han'er had a beautiful body, her eyes were empty, and a naked little baby was slowly emerging from the hole on her neck. Creeping out of the bloody wound...

With a flick of the whip in the hand of the god servant, he wrapped the spirit baby in his hand and grabbed it, and said with a smirk, "With the twin sisters from the Ice Empire, what use is there for you?" .

After swallowing the female spirit baby, the servant of God sat cross-legged, only to see a gust of wind blowing, and two identical people came out of his body strangely, needless to say, these were the two clones.

The God Servant was muttering something, and the two avatars stood in front of him, looking like two well-trained soldiers listening to orders. Liu Qiankun attached his ears to the afterimage of the streamer, and finally listened to what the God Servant said. made it clear.

It turned out that this guy was arranging two avatars to handle affairs, one of which stayed at Vulcan's place to guard, and the other went to the imperial city of the Ice Empire to bring one of the twin sisters here, and so on...

Liu Qiankun naturally knew that the pair of sisters were Han Xiaoling and his elder sister Xiaoxue, so who is the one whose eyes are dripping blood every month?Now that there is a person who drips blood, why does the avatar of the god servant want to attack Han Xiaoling?Thinking of these, he was also puzzled.

Click!

After a crisp sound, the afterimage of the streamer turned into a little bit of light and disappeared without a trace, and the Vulcan Zhuhe also opened his eyes and sighed: "It is not difficult to break out of the formation, as long as the woman in the formation is removed. That's it!"

"Can't we let her not bleed on the statue within a month?" Liu Qiankun rolled his eyes at Zhu He and said.

"I'm afraid it won't work. The god in the eyes of this group seems to have some kind of charm, but any woman who gets close to him will be bewitched by him..."

Liu Qiankun gave Zhu He a middle finger, and sighed: "I really wonder if your brains are rusted after living for millions of years, so you can't trap her here temporarily?" He nodded the ring on his finger.

Now Zhuhe could only nod his head emphatically, and said: "Just as you said, I will go to the eyes immediately!" After speaking, he walked out of the house immediately.

Liu Qiankun grabbed the Qingming sword, and Baxi followed one after the other, and together with Zhuhe, he left the scarlet prison barrier and returned to the cell with a crater.

The three of them were flying like flying, looking south all the way, without encountering any obstacles along the way, they arrived at the main hall shown in the "afterimage of the streamer", which is the eye of the entire Prisoner Formation.

Sure enough, there was a slender figure kneeling in front of the statue of the naked male god, with long gray hair like frost in his eyes. Liu Qiankun had already released his consciousness to walk around in it quickly when he entered the hall. The appearance of the white-haired woman has long been known, it is a face full of wrinkles, to be precise, the one kneeling in front of the statue is an old woman with chicken skin and white hair.

The plain white palace attire still couldn't conceal the sun-drenched body inside. The skin on her whole body was like pine bark that had withered for a hundred years. He even lost a lot of teeth, his cracked lips were as pale as dead ashes, and there was a dagger with a cold light on his skinny ankle.

The old woman didn't seem to sense anyone entering the palace at all, she tremblingly stretched out her right hand to grab the dagger beside her, stabbing at her wrinkled wrist with a blank expression.

Clang!

The dagger fell to the ground again and made a crisp clashing sound. Unfortunately, she couldn't even use the strength to pierce her wrist. It seemed that life would leave this lifeless body at any time.

The old woman's cloudy eyes looked at the dagger feebly, her lips quivered slightly, and finally stretched out her convulsive palm to grab the sharp blade, but this time she grabbed the gleaming blade...

Vulcan's face turned solemn, and he flicked his fingers lightly in the void, a little red light shot towards the old woman as quickly as a shooting star, and only heard a 'clang'!With a crisp sound, the dagger was sent flying by the red light, drawing a dazzling bright arc in the air and falling ten feet away.

The old woman also seemed to be taken aback by this sudden change, her cloudy old eyes were confused for a while, she slowly turned her head to look at the three of them, a trace of anger could be vaguely seen on the old face, but it was already very faint.

Liu Qiankun couldn't bear it in his heart, so he rushed forward and cupped his hands at the white-haired old woman, and said: "I, Liu Qiankun, the national master of Tianxing, do you dare to ask my mother-in-law if you recognize this statue?" He clearly saw that there seemed to be a small shriveled mole between the old woman's eyebrows.

Although it was only a small piece of protruding brown skin, his intuition told him that there seemed to be an indescribable connection between this old woman and Han Xiaoling.

The old woman tried her best to lean forward, trying to hear what Liu Qiankun said clearly, but her ears had been deaf for many years, so she could only slowly guess what the young man said in her heart.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qiankun had an idea in his mind, stretched out his hand and brushed lightly on the ground, and a sleepy-eyed maid appeared in front of him.

"Do you know the characters of the Ice Empire?" Liu Qiankun urged.

That Gong'e subconsciously raised her sleeves and wiped the spittle on the corners of her mouth, she nodded her head slightly, but her eyes glanced at the chicken-skinned and white-haired old woman.

"En! Take this and draw a few words on the ground!" Liu Qiankun flipped his hand and took out a cold iron dagger and handed it to Gong'e.

Gong E grasped the dagger firmly, although she felt a bit of inexplicable doubt in her heart, she still nodded her head and gave a low reply.

"Draw three words in front of her, who are you?" Liu Qiankun pointed to the confused old woman.

Swish!Swish!shuh...

The cold iron short knife made a hoarse sound in Gong'e's hand, and three large characters with east and west inverted appeared in front of the old woman.

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