pick up an alien

Chapter 267
This time the team was led by Mu Chang'an, 18 people obeyed the command, and the ultimate goal was to investigate the palace ruins.

"The blood has been distributed to each of you. Take it according to the situation after entering. If there is a situation where body parts are transformed, you need to take it immediately, and you are forbidden to move forward. Anyone who does not obey the command will bear all the consequences." Outside the gate of the palace ruins, Mu Changan looked The eighteen people in front of them said solemnly.

"Yes, Captain Mu!" The 18 people responded in unison. At this time, no one came out to mock him, and no villain who regarded himself as aloof appeared.

Without him, no one knows what will happen after entering, but the only thing that can save his life now is the blood flowing from Mu Chang'an's body, so at this time, no one can offend Mu Chang'an if he offends anyone, or he will be in trouble with his own life.

There was no slap in the face, so Mu Changan was naturally happy and relaxed, leading the team to enter the palace ruins.

"Whoosh whoosh~~"

Suddenly, there was movement from behind, everyone turned their heads and saw Mi Zhu's figure jumping out of the grass.

"Miss!" Everyone exclaimed.

Mu Chang'an was also speechless, this woman was really stubborn, she made it clear that she refused to follow her.

"Mu Chang'an, give me blood quickly, I'm going to grow old soon." Mi Zhu hurriedly ran to Mu Chang'an's side, with a nervous expression on his face, urging him.

"You still come when you get old?" Mu Changan asked back.

"It's not because you're afraid that you won't be able to get out."

"opinionated."

"What do you know."

……

The stone guards at the gate had already been killed, and there was no obstacle, so it was unimpeded to enter.

The first road is a long corridor, which is dark, because the deeper the body is, the faster the body ages, so this corridor is named the 'Corridor of Time' by everyone.

In fact, this is a corridor in the Northwest Palace.

It's just covered by the curse of time.

Nothing unusual.

The building of the promenade is ancient and full of the architectural style of Cursed God Continent. There are many exquisite landscape paintings carved on the walls of the promenade, as if you are in the waterside pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River, and you are visiting among the pavilions and pavilions.

But soon something went wrong.

"Captain Mu, my body is starting to show an aging reaction." A team member suddenly said.

It sounded like a pot had exploded.

"Me too, my hands are getting old."

"My face is getting older, too."

Words like these resounded through the corridor, and the chatter was so overwhelming that people couldn't get in. Especially the atmosphere was still a little suppressed and tense by them, which made Mu Changan frowned, drew out the Gale Blade and shouted: "Whoever yells again, just cut it with a knife!" die!"

This scolding had a remarkable effect. All the members of the team fell silent for a moment, but some of them took out a bottle containing Mu Changan's blood, ready to open it and drink it at any time.

"Don't rush to drink blood to get rid of the aging state now, otherwise you will have to quit." Mu Changan stared at the team member who took out the bottle, and said in a deep voice.

There is currently no good way to restrain the Curse of Time, except that the blood in his body can be lifted once, there is no way to completely curb it and prevent it from recurring.So if the team members drink this bottle of blood, they may be able to temporarily relieve the curse of time, but as long as they continue to go deep, they will definitely relapse again.

In this way, Mu Chang'an's blood would have to be drawn again.

How can there be so much blood to support them?

nonexistent.

Mu Changan only prepared one portion for each person. It is impossible for him to continuously draw blood from his body for these people, so if someone chooses to drink the blood in the bottle under such circumstances, he can only let him go.

Mu Changan's words caused the team members to fall into a state of hesitation. Some of the team members who took out the bottles thought about it and put the bottles back, but there were still a small number of members who were hesitant.

"Captain Mu, when can we drink the blood in this bottle?" Mi Zhu asked calmly without any panic.

"Keep moving forward. Pay attention to your physical condition at all times, and speak up if you feel that you are really dying." In fact, Mu Changan himself didn't know where the timing was, so he could only rely on everyone's body functions as an alarm.

Although the answer was ambiguous, everyone finally resisted the act of taking blood, and continued to follow Mu Changan further.

I have to say that it takes courage to walk in the corridor of the years, because every step forward means that one's appearance will grow older.

This is the footsteps of the years.

One step year round.

A dark and gloomy corridor.

The ancient and quiet Jiangnan.

Time seems to be around.

You can see it, touch it, feel it.

"No! I can't do it!"

Finally, the oppressive atmosphere broke the courage of a member, he opened the bottle of blood and drank it down.

"Get out!" Mu Changan didn't have time to stop him, so he had no choice but to let him go.

The member who drank the blood felt the vitality emerge in his body, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated. Seeing Mu Changan yelling at him, as if he had received a favor, he quickly turned around and ran outside.

Looking at the members who ran out, the atmosphere in the arena became even more oppressive.

"If there are still people who want to quit as soon as possible." Mu Changan said with narrowed eyes.

He actually hoped that this group of people would leave, so that he could explore the Northwest Palace by himself.

Some players on the field began to hesitate, but in the end, no one chose to leave.

After all, they all came in with a mission. Although the team member who ran out first got rid of the fear of the curse for a while, it might not end well.

No one wants to put themselves in the place of life and death, but sometimes their fate cannot be chosen by them.

"You can think about it." Mu Chang'an persuaded Mi Zhu, who seemed to be 50 years old.

Mi Zhu is obviously also very scared, especially now that she is in such a state, it is almost more uncomfortable than killing her.

But she shook her head, took out a gauze from the storage bag to wrap half of her face, and said in a low voice, "This way I won't be able to see."

Isn't this typical self-deception.

Mu Changan was amused, and couldn't help asking: "What do you think you are planning? Don't say it is to save me, I don't believe it."

"Don't believe me." Mi Zhu glared at Mu Chang'an, not interested in talking to him, and turned his head aside.

Seeing that Mi Zhu refused to speak, Mu Changan didn't bother to ask, and continued to take the lead. Maybe because he felt that the environment was too scary, Mi Zhu leaned close to Mu Changan unknowingly, rubbing each other's shoulders from time to time.

"Afraid?" Mu Changan joked.

Mi Zhu didn't speak.

"Don't worry, more fear is coming." Mu Chang'an pointed ahead, the corridor had come to the end, they came to an opened hall, outside the hall, two stone-carved sword guards stood majestically there.

"Ah!" Mi Zhu was startled, and turned his back to Mu Changan's back, not daring to look.

"Defense!" The remaining [-] members quickly formed a formation, and all kinds of spiritual weapons suddenly appeared, ready to fight.

"It's okay, it should be a person who was once cursed, but now he has turned into a statue for some reason." Mu Changan waved his hand, signaling to everyone not to worry, he walked up to touch the statue, and the message of the statue appeared in his mind .

"Baili Ling: The guard of the Northwest Palace, the First Level of Retreat, Concentration, Superior Aptitude, Cursed State."

Sure enough, it was in the Northwest Palace.

It's just that these people who have been cursed by the years have turned into stone sculptures?
Moreover, their postures are a bit weird, as if they were in a sudden petrification state, which made them maintain a posture of throwing a knife.

Has anyone been here before?

Mu Changan stroked his chin and thought for a while, then took out a broken sword from the storage bag and threw it into the hall.

"Whoosh~"

"Ding!"

"Crack~!"

With a few crisp sounds, the stone-carved sword guard instantly cut off the broken sword. Although the big sword is also a stone city sculpture, its sharpness cannot be underestimated. The broken sword was cut into several sections, fell to the ground, and gradually transformed.

Can the curse of time even transform spirit weapons?

"Boom~"

This strike seemed to wake up the stone statue. After chopping off the broken sword, he immediately found Mu Changan and the others, and struck directly at them.

However, the realm of the stone sculpture guards was only at the first level of Concentration. Facing the group of strong men who came in around the third level of concentration, it was obviously not enough to watch, and they were chopped to pieces in minutes.

To Mu Changan's surprise, all the stones were scattered, and there was no physical body inside, which gradually disappeared after falling on the ground.

This is how the same thing?

Mu Changan's face was full of doubts.

"Do you want to go in?" At this time, Mi Zhu asked softly from the side.

"Of course we have to go in." Mu Changan nodded, waved to the back and said, "You take the lead and I will cover."

It is not clear what is inside the hall, but it must be accompanied by danger. For the sake of safety, Mu Changan thinks that they should take the lead.

Although the remaining 17 people were unwilling, their lives were now in Mu Changan's hands, and they had no choice at all, so they had to enter the hall one by one.

In the end, only Mu Changan and Mi Zhu were left outside.

"Captain Mu, it's safe inside." There was a good news from the team members inside.

Mu Chang'an was overjoyed, and raised his leg to go in, but was grabbed by Mi Zhu at the side.

"What?"

Mi Zhu's eyes were full of shock, he looked up at 45 degrees and pointed with his finger.

Mu Changan followed his gaze and saw a mahogany plaque on the top of the main hall, on which was written: Northwest Prince's Mansion, in four big characters.

not good!

Mu Changan was secretly startled.

How did this damn plaque stay so well?
Moreover, the characters in Cursed God Continent are all in traditional Chinese, which is too easy for Hua people to recognize.

"There's nothing surprising about this, isn't it just a plaque." Mu Changan said pretending not to care, this kind of thing just has to pretend it's not a big deal, to confuse Mi Zhu's concept and make her like himself.

"But, where did this Northwest Palace come from?" Mi Zhu is different from Mu Changan. For her, finding words in the ruins is no less than finding a high-grade treasure, because it is very important to the earth. Understanding and researching relics plays a vital role.

(End of this chapter)