Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"Xiao Jiu?" Ling Qingyu sighed back, but saw Ying Jiu was about to stand up but staggered and fell to the ground. She rushed up to help him. Before she touched Ying Jiu, Ying Jiu moved back. Flash, said: "I'm fine."

Ling Qingyu was a little injured. It was wrong to think about it. These children were used to laughing with her. They never avoided her contact or even hugged him. He grabbed his wrist and said, "Let me see."

"Don't catch it, it's poisonous." Ying Jiu shouted, and then wanted to take out his hand. Seeing that Ling Qingyu's face suddenly didn't look good, he lowered his head and dared not struggle anymore.

Ying Jiu’s skin has always been very beautiful wheat, but now her wrists are blue. Not only her wrists, but her upper body has large bleus. Ling Qingyu turned him carefully. In his body, seeing a few small wounds on the back constantly flowing out of blue-black blood, he suddenly gasped.

"It's okay, the head of the house, I can stand it up. I've encountered anyone more powerful than this before." Ying Jiu said carefully. It's just that they took medicine with them when they met before, but this time they didn't take anything with them.

Ling Qingyu touched her neck. The fruit and green grass brought back from Baodao were hung around her neck in a small bag in a small, shriveled image after leaving the island, but there was nothing Ling Qingyu only remembered that because it was too hot, she was impatient with something on her body, took the cloth bag off and put it in the room, and couldn't help but hit herself with regret.

Yan Qi saw the wound on Ying Jiu's back and frowned. The corpse poison was easy to deal with, and it would die for a while, but the poison of this wound was a little troublesome.

"Xiao Jiu, you have to scrape off the meat outside." Yan Qi took the sword in Ying Jiu's hand. When he got into the water, he was in a hurry and didn't bring any weapons. Now Ying Jiu's sword can be used.

Ying Jiu nodded, turned and arched his back, exposing the wound in front of Yan Qi.

"Don't look." Seeing Ling Qingyu shook his head, Yan Qi sighed lightly, and the tip of the sword picked up, plucking out all the meat around the wound. Although the wound was small, the venom had penetrated, and a few small wounds were removed. Pieces of skin and flesh, only to see the bright red flesh and blood.

Ying Jiu gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but his body trembled slightly.

Seeing Yan Qi wiped off his sweat, Ling Qingyu tore all the hem of his long skirt apart, and then tore them into strips, preparing to pack Ying Jiu.

"Wait." Yan Qi touched the cloth strip and said, "It's still wet, it's better to be dry."

"Then what?" Ling Qingyu wanted to ask how could it be done? Seeing that Yan Qi had taken the cloth strip and held it with both hands, white qi appeared on the cloth strip. It turned out that her internal strength could still do this.

After wrapping Yingjiu, Yan Qi took off her long gown and put it on Ling Qingyu, saying, "Put it on."

Only a pair of short trousers remained on Yan Qi, who had taken off her long shirt, and her thin and white body bloomed like a magnolia in this dark stone room.

Ling Qingyu quickly retracted his mind and put on his long gown. The cave was very cold. Among the three, although Ying Jiu was injured, she was the most useless. She would kill the two if she had a problem. It's all involved.

Walking to the small stone gate that had been opened, Yan Qi picked up the candlelight with the arrow as usual and walked in carefully.

Inside, there was a small square stone room. The stone room was empty and there was nothing in it. As soon as Yan Qi wanted to move forward, Ling Qingyu held him back.

"Wait." Ling Qingyu grabbed Yan Qi, then slowly squatted down and looked at the floor.

The floor was paved with long strips of stone slabs, and the places they came all the way in front of them were all directly excavated between the stone walls in the belly of the mountain, but this stone room was specially paved with slate floors.

Yan Qi stood at the door and bounced the candlelight on the arrowhead into the candlestick inside the stone chamber. The light was lit, and it was clear that all the four walls of the stone chamber were filled with arrow holes.

"As long as you take a wrong step, all arrows will be fired here." Ling Qingyu looked around and smiled bitterly.

It seemed that he was still looking for the secret on the floor, Ling Qingyu continued to squat down and touched the floor with his fingers.

"Be careful!" Yan Qiyi pulled her arm back quickly, a burst of shots burst from the stone chamber, and the shot arrows instantly spread a layer on the ground.

Ling Qingyu was stunned, letting his throbbing heart ease down, and said, "Yan Qi, can you get rid of the dust on the floor? There is something on the floor."

Yan Qi let go of her, took a breath, and waved her palms. The dust and arrowheads on the floor of the stone room turned into a whirl and were swept into the corner.

"It's good to have internal strength." Ling Qingyu sighed, then walked to the door of the stone room and looked inside.

After watching for a long while, Ling Qingyu asked with a dark face: "Which of you can play chess?"

On the floor, there is a chess endgame.

Ying Jiu shook his head, and Ling Qingyu looked at Yan Qi.

"I don't know this." Yan Qi also shook his head, seeing Ling Qingyu's face suddenly stepped down, and said: "But my father asked me to recite a chess game since I was a child, and I only know that game."

Holding Ling Qingyu, taking the first step according to the memory in his mind, the slab on the floor began to move.

"Ying Jiu, remember clearly!" Ling Qingyu yelled to Ying Jiu lying on his shoulders, and when he saw him nodding, he looked back at Yan Qi.

Seeing Yan Qi's feet were probed and probed but didn't go out, Ling Qingyu asked, "What's wrong?"

"I can't remember exactly which step it was," Yan Qi frowned and smiled at Ling Qingyu: "If we go wrong, we will die together."

"En." Ling Qingyu hugged his neck and said with determination: "Then die together."

Yan Qi's body shook slightly, he hugged her tighter, closed her eyes slightly, and looked at Eyeshadow Jiu again. Seeing Ying Jiu, he nodded and walked sideways to the next step.

Ying Jiu raised his mind, and once the slate was abnormal, he was ready to pounce, and the two of them blocked one side, maybe they could let Ling Qingyu escape.

Yan Qi's feet fell steadily, and the stone slab on the opposite side began to move with a creak. Both of them were slightly relieved.

Step by step, the endgame that had been sleeping deep in my mind appeared more and more clearly in my mind. After the last step, a stone door was opened on the opposite stone wall.

Yan Qi turned to Ying Jiu and said, "Follow what I said."

There was a gust of wind in the stone room, but the body holding him was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Looking over Yan Qi's shoulders, one could see a small cave behind the opened stone gate with shining light inside.

"Is your ancestor a literati?" Ling Qingyu asked unconsciously, looking at the small cave.

"If it's Taizu, what his old man hates most is poetry." Yan Qi stared at Ying Jiu and walked step by step, and replied casually.

Waiting Yingjiu had also come, Yan Qi looked at the small stone cave, and then understood why Ling Qingyu had to ask that way.

There are two night pearls inlaid on the stone wall of the small stone cave, and there is a halo of light in the cave. Several large porcelain vases were placed on one side of the cave, filled with scrolls, and on the other side was a closed stone gate. There were three stone platforms in front of the stone gate, and the stone platform had a groove just enough for the scrolls.

"It looks like I want to find the corresponding scroll and put it in, but I don't know what the result will be if I put it wrong." When he got here, Ling Qingyu was not in a hurry, and said with a relaxed tone.

"No matter what, we can always die together." Yan Qi also smiled. Then he took a step and walked into the Xiaoshidong with Ling Qingyu, Ying Jiu followed.

As soon as the three of them walked into the small stone cave, the stone gate at the back was closed. The door opened slowly, but the speed of closing was so fast that Yan Qi had just turned around and was already closed with the stone wall without a trace.

The cave suddenly became quiet, only the light of that night pearl gleaming faintly.

"We have to hurry up, here is sealed." Ling Qingyu sighed. Is this a time rush?

Yan Qi and Ying Jiu rushed to the side of the big porcelain vase, took out a scroll and prepared to put it in the groove.

"Wait." Ling Qingyu hurriedly stopped the two of them. According to the degree of **** of this place, he would definitely not give you a chance to misplace it.

When I walked to the side of the stone platform, I saw the inscription on the stone platform.

by! Take the time to guess the riddle! Ling Qingyu cursed secretly, then brushed away the dust on the stone platform, saying: "The cold light screams across the nine fields, and the iron cavalry gallops across the eight wilderness. The Ander warriors blasted the golden drums, and the martial arts were brilliant."

After thinking for a while, Ling Qingyu walked to another stone platform and said: "It's hard to find the extinction of the sky, the five pine trees under the Taixuan Sect. I don't know the clouds are deep and hard to call, and the storm is 10,000."

Change another one, and read: "Once too appears, the stars change. The too one shifts, and the three realms are over. The too one tribulation will destroy the world."

So deep, Ling Qingyu rubbed his brows, looked at Yan Qi with hope, and asked, "There is no reminder from the ancestors?"

Yan Qi shook his head.

"Let's spread out these pictures first." Ling Qingyu took the picture scroll in Yingjiu's hand and spread it out, showing a beautiful picture.

There are probably more than 20 picture scrolls in the porcelain bottle, and the stone caves are already full after being spread out one by one.

Frowning and looking at those scrolls, and then to look at the three lines of words, and then picked out the only picture with a picture of soldiers going on the expedition, and took it out, and saw the battle flag that was almost half of the area floating. , Took it to the edge of the first stone platform, got it right again, rolled up the picture and put it into the groove.

The stone platform made a creaking sound, dropped to half of the height and stopped, and then heard the sound of a bolt on the stone door.

Ling Qingyu sighed lightly, as if he was blinded.

"Too appears, the stars change. The too moves, and the three realms are overturned. In the great kalpa, the heaven and the earth are destroyed, the heaven and the earth are destroyed"

"Heaven and earth are gone, these are all landscape pictures, which one is the turbulent Three Realms?" Ling Qingyu muttered, turning over those landscape pictures.

"I see." Looking at Ling Qingyu's sudden head shot for a long time, he took out a picture of a mountain and river in the painting pile, then rolled it up and put it in the groove.

The stone platform was also lowered halfway and stopped. The sound of the stone door opening the bolt was unexpectedly pleasant.

The air in the cave was getting thinner and thinner, and both Yan Qi and Ying Jiu sat aside to calm down and reduce oxygen consumption.

"Tianyuan is hard to find, Wukesong under Taixuanmen. I don't know how deep the clouds are crying, and the storm is 10,000. This must be a landscape painting, Wukesong, Wukesong, how can I paint five Kesong!" Ling Qingyu felt a little irritable. Her breathing became tighter and tighter, indicating that the air is running out. But among these paintings, the landscape is the most. The one I just picked was because she remembered the Conferred God List when she was talking about Taiyi. , I remember that there is a treasure in Nuwa. The mountains and rivers inside are changed at will. It is somewhat similar to this, so I made a bet, but the artistic conception in this poem is too vague. Zhang is almost the same.

Seeing that Ling Qingyu’s forehead was sweating more than one, and his breathing became tighter, Ying Jiu glanced at Yan Qi, then took the sword in his hand, turned the sword head, pointed it at his chest, and prepared to stab him. Go in.

"Xiao Jiu!" Ling Qingyu just turned around and saw his movements unconsciously yelled, rushed forward, and grabbed the swordsmanship: "What are you doing? Three of us, go out together if you want to go out, and die together if you die." This stupid child must have thought that if he died, he could reduce the consumption of oxygen and let her have more time.

"It doesn't matter." The air was so thin that it was difficult to breathe. I was afraid that it would be completely suffocated in a few minutes. Ling Qingyu held Yingjiu's hand in one hand, and picked it out of the four paintings that he finally selected with the other hand. One was placed in the groove.

The stone platform swayed downwards, and the hearts of the three of them swayed with it. Seeing it fell halfway and still continuing to go down, their hearts felt tight.