Secret Agent Crazy Concubine: Miss Seven Beast Masters

Chapter 390 The Nineteenth Floor of Hell [1]

"I do not remember."

Lan Wuxin shook her head.

"I have discarded those memories a long time ago. Even if there are some memories in the vault, they are incomplete after all. I can't remember which one was opened."

Mo Ran was in a hurry.

"God, if you think about it again, you will definitely remember."

Lan Wuxin still shook her head: "I can't think of it."

"It's definitely not the top of the sky. The top of the sky is □□, which is used to refine elixir. It's not the Fuxiqin. The Fuxiqin is used to manipulate people's hearts. If you exclude two of the five artifacts, only the Kunlun mirror, the Nuwa stone, and the Fengtian are left. print."

The corner of Dongfang Lingyun's mouth smiled even more, and he was not at all disappointed because Lan Wuxin hadn't forgotten what kind of Lost Formation it was.

In contrast, Mo Ran's complexion changed drastically when he heard Lan Wuxin say that he had forgotten, but he regained his composure in an instant.Lan Wuxin's face was still like a peach blossom, her smile was like a spring breeze, and she was so beautiful.

"But I forgot, what should I do? Yunyun."

Lan Wuxin's tone was slightly upturned, with a cold and joking tone, he put down the brocade handkerchief in his hand, and Dongfang Lingyun's long blue hair had been wiped dry.

"Someone must remember."

"Who?" When Mo Ran already felt that there was no hope, Dongfang Lingyun gave her hope again. The Lost Formation must find out which formation to use, and opening the wrong formation will definitely pay a heavy price.Even if Dongfang Lingyun gets rid of two of the artifacts, there are still three, and the chances of all three are about the same.

Dongfang Lingyun would never let Lan Wuxin take the risk of trying one of them casually.So Mo Ran had given up hope, and only felt that it was an impossible idea for Lan Wuxin to restore her memory.

"Xuanyuan Luo."

"Xuanyuan Luo."

Dongfang Lingyun and Lan Wuxin said in unison,

Compared with Lan Wuxin who had lost his memory, Xuanyuan Luo after awakening was the only Shura tribe who survived at that time.It is not difficult to find Xuanyuan Luo and open the Lost Formation.

"King Shura...will tell us? If he intends to deceive...Shangshen...Shangshen is not very dangerous..." Mo Ran began to hesitate in this situation.

"meeting."

Dongfang Lingyun's determination gave Mo Ran courage.

"Xuanyuan Luo will definitely help. But before that, how to open the gate of hell is more important." "This servant knows!"

Mo Ran took out a shabby cloth strip like a soul-calling flag, and the cloth strip was filled with a thick black death air.Just taking it out, the small room was already filled with the rotten smell of various corpses, and before it really started, it was already suffocating and unable to breathe.

"Slaves are Hanba, and they belong to monsters. With the status of slaves, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate into gods and immortals, and they cannot go to Yaochi Xiantai. But hell, slaves can still go."

Moran held the black cloth of the soul-calling banner between two fingers.

"Slave, this will open the gates of hell."

Black dead air rushed out from all directions.

The black cloth became darker at a speed visible to the naked eye, soaking into the blackness of ink, thicker than the sky.

In the room, there are blank walls stained with dead energy.

After a while, a small rectangular door opened on the edge of the wall.The small door is not big, there is no door panel or anything like that, it's pitch black, and before it passes through, you can clearly hear the howling of ghosts and wolves. (Ten more completed)

(End of this chapter)