stocking the prince to death

Chapter 580 The Palace of Life and Death

He withdrew his gaze, his expression a bit deep.

If Mo Qi was here, he would definitely be surprised by such a superb mechanism.

Layer upon layer, one ring after another.

First, the regular knocking of the copper ring that opens the huge door, then the mechanism of knocking on the oil lamp stand on the door within the door, and then the delicate mechanism in the pharmacy.

Then came the bloody mirror, which needs to be opened three feet away, and followed the gap in the ground to the hanging cliff.

Then the force of the fall went down to the cliff, and the last sudden light was the omen, turning over to an empty platform with the force of the rock wall.

Lost in millimeters, a thousand miles.

As long as one step is wrong in these, then every step is wrong.

If you are not careful, you will die without a place to bury you.

If Ji Ruyue hadn't used the force of the rock wall to turn over to this platform just now, he would have fallen down by now, leaving no bones left!

He pursed his lips, his face was not good-looking.

After a long time, he turned around.

There is also a small door on the platform, with three words engraved on the door——

Palace of Life and Death

Seeing this, he sneered and pushed in directly.

Inside, the night pearl is bright and the day is bright.

And under the snow-white luminous pearl, a tiny room was exposed.

The walls of the house are all inlaid with shelves, four walls, four shelves, and a table and a chair are placed in the open space in the middle of the room.

Ji Ruyue let out a low laugh, walked to the innermost wall, took out the book on the top with lightness kung fu, and then brushed the dust off the tables and chairs with a wave of her sleeve.

He just sat down.

The Dry Bones Curse is one of the top ten criminal laws of the Ji clan. It is logically impossible to solve it, but he has seen it before, but he is not sure.

Opening the ancient book, he found a page that recorded the Dry Bones Curse according to his original impression.

His fingertips slid across the title page, and his eyes fell on the two lines on the chin.

Beauty and dry bones, everything dies and lives, and life dies.

With the blood of the Holy Son, restore the heart of my saint, put it to death and live again!
Looking at these words, Ji Ruyue frowned.

There is no solution in the book, but it also gives hints.

The blood of the Holy Son, the heart of the Holy Maiden, put it to death and live again!
His eyes wandered over the sixteen words.

The Blood of the Son...

Heart of the Saint...

To die and then to live!
He stood up suddenly, he knew how to solve it!

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"Flowers wither and flowers fly all over the sky!"

"Who will have pity on the red disappearing fragrance!"

There was a faint singing sound from the carriage, and people passing by couldn't help but stop.

And the horse moved forward slowly and walked into a city.

On the city gate, the three big characters "City of the Wicked" shine brightly.

In the carriage, while stuffing candied fruit into his mouth, Mo Qi squinted at the enchanting woman in the carriage.

The woman is dressed in white, her whole body is snow-white, crystal clear, her face is exquisite, indifferent and holy.

But that figure is exquisite, flirtatious to the bone.

The seemingly delicate and boneless palms are plucking on the pipa, and the red lips spit out sweet characters one by one.

Mo Qi hugged Gelug, squinting and said: "Wu Hui, I found out that you are the Little Demon Fairy Balala!"

Wu Hui's singing paused for a moment, she gave Mo Qi a cold look, and continued singing.

Although she didn't know what Balala Little Demon Fairy meant, she knew that the person in front of her didn't have a good word out of her mouth!
Especially to her!
"No, no, it's not Balala Little Demon Fairy, you're the Ever-changing Pig Man!"

From the deputy head of the dark pavilion, to the rouge-drunk painted girl, to the proprietress of Yulan City, and finally turned into a pipa girl...

　good night~see you tomorrow morning

　　
　
(End of this chapter)