Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 129
"If she was just an ordinary woman, how could she have set up such a powerful magical trap in this study?"

The young man frowned and looked at the picture frame, his face full of irritability and impatience.

This is no ordinary painting.

There is a very clever magical trap hidden in the painting.

As long as the advanced person looks at it, the spiritual core will be reversed immediately, and in an instant, the spiritual power in the whole body will go retrograde by itself, counterattacking the spiritual core.

Moreover, the frame is facing the gate.

When anyone enters the study, the first thing they see is this strange painting.

Just now, his spiritual power forced his heart, and his blood surged up, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood forcefully.

The ignorance of this loss made him very annoyed.

This made his handsome face under the light a bit rebellious.

The middle-aged man's injuries were obviously more serious than his, but his expression was very calm: "In the past, it would have been difficult to hurt me with just a picture of a magic trap from decades ago. Tonight, I just fell in love with that boy Yue Wenhuan Of course, I resisted the law for a while and broke the spiritual veins in my right arm, so I acted carelessly."

He stroked his right arm and shook it slightly, with a gloomy expression on his face: "This spiritual vein will be considered useless within ten years. What a miscalculation."

The young man said grimly: "Hmph, son of the Yue family! This account has always been written down!"

He walked back and forth a few steps, with a thoughtful look on his face: "Is the information inaccurate? It's not her?"

The middle-aged man frowned tightly, forming a deep Sichuan character between his eyebrows.

Obviously, he was also very puzzled.

He thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and a faint wave of spiritual power radiated out. The whole study trembled slightly, and there was a layer of light gray film of spiritual power.

This is a light shield witchcraft used to isolate sound, called "Dark Yuluo".

The place covered by "Dark Yuluo", no matter what kind of sound it makes, the outside world cannot hear it.

After the middle-aged man cut off the sound in the study, he took out a blood-red jade bottle with a thin waist.

The jade bottle was only one finger high, and its whole body was shiny red, faintly surrounded by reddish spiritual light.

The middle-aged man slowly stretched out a hand toward the jade bottle.

A faintly glowing spiritual diagram sequence emerged from his palm "swiftly" and sank straight into the jade bottle.

The jade bottle shook slightly, and with a "bang" sound, a large cloud of fiery red smoke suddenly exploded!

In the smoke, a red-haired and red-eyed kid with a bare butt jumped out!

As soon as he appeared, he pointed at the middle-aged man and cursed: "Xuan Jiu! You villain who can only play tricks and schemes! Let your grandpa go! Otherwise, when your grandpa and I escape, I will definitely arrest you!" Two peeling cramps! Chop into eight pieces!"

Xuan Jiu smiled slightly, his eyes full of mockery: "Chi Liuguang, you fell into my hands, do you still think you can escape?"

His smile faded, and a black bell appeared in his hand!
Then, the bell swayed slightly, and an invisible ripple trembled out with the sound of the bell!
"what!"

As soon as the ripples touched Xiaotong, Xiaotong howled like a pig!
"Xuan Jiu! You bastard!"

"Let go of your grandfather!"

"Xuan Yanchi! Tell Xuan Jiu to put away the nightmare bell!"

"If your grandpa and I die, you won't get any news!"

He struggled and rolled over, screaming heart-piercingly.

Obviously, the ringtone hurt him a lot.

And the black bell in Xuan Jiu's hand is the nightmare bell, the No. 20 artifact in the "Weapon Spectrum"!
Xuan Yanchi had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, looking at the child in the smoke who was wailing to die, with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he had nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until the little boy lay weakly on the ground, trembling all over, and could no longer howl, that Xuan Jiu picked up his ear with one hand, brought it to him, and said coldly: "Every time you use the Nightmare Bell, your cultivation level will be reduced." I will get rid of Yi Xiaoban. If there is no cultivation to resist, can your life be saved?"

As soon as he let go, the little boy fell to the ground with a "bang", hummed twice, and cried, "Xuan Jiu, you liar, you promised to spare my life!"

Xuan Jiu smiled coldly: "It depends on whether you are obedient or not. Remember your identity, you are now the Chi Liuguang of His Royal Highness, not the Chi Liuguang of Lord Panmu. If you can't tell the difference, then You didn't deserve to die at all."

The child was frightened by being tortured. He was afraid that Xuan Jiu would take out the nightmare bell again, so he could only say feebly: "Xuan Jiu, what you need to know, didn't I tell you? 18 years ago, Lord Sikong wanted to find a baby girl. She Her body and soul do not belong to this world. However, the Yinyue Priest of the Nanyue Kingdom concealed the number of reincarnations, and the divination technique is not accurate, but can only measure the month of the baby girl's birth. That's how the Longqian girl came."

Xuan Jiu said with a blank face: "You said that. What I want to know is, what is he going to do with this baby girl?"

The little boy curled his lips: "I don't know that."

Xuan Jiu looked at him coldly for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and the nightmare bell appeared in his hand again!
"I said, I said! Don't do anything!" The child shouted anxiously: "...because Master Sikong believes that this baby girl has a huge secret!"

Xuan Jiu's expression changed and he asked, "What secret?"

Xiao Tong spread his hands: "You can imagine this kind of secret, how could Master Sikong let me know?"

Xuan Jiu inspected the little boy for a moment, and saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he snorted coldly: "Since the body and soul don't belong to this world, my soul calling bell will definitely make her life worse than death. It's just like you. Why did you do this?" The woman didn't respond? Could it be that you are still lying?"

"I'm wronged! I'm wronged!" The little boy quickly explained: "That woman is different from me. I am a dying soul forcibly condensed by witchcraft. My spiritual wisdom has no longer grown, and my soul beads have no vitality. Shi Yang, so I am afraid of your soul-calling bell. That woman's body and soul do not belong to this world. It stands to reason that she will be obliterated by the law as soon as she shows up. But she has lived well for more than ten years. She is not even afraid of the law. Will you be afraid of your soul calling bell?"

Xuan Jiu and Xuan Yanchi looked at each other, both of them lost in thought.He was obviously thinking whether what the child said was true.

"But there is another possibility." Xiaotong said with a bitter face.

"What?" Xuan Jiu asked.

"You made a mistake!" The little boy curled his lips.

"No." Xuan Jiu said firmly: "I have selected all 83 of them. Only Miss Liang is the most suspicious. Otherwise, as a down-and-out orphan, why would she provoke King Hui and the Nanyue people at the same time? "

Seeing that the child could no longer ask anything, he stretched out his hand and patted the jade bottle with another spiritual power diagram sequence.

"Oh!"

Another burst of red mist rose, and the figure of the red-eyed child disappeared.

"There is another theory in Xijing, which has been widely circulated." Xuan Yanchi interjected, "It is said that Master Sikong is looking for Mrs. Li's daughter, An Xiaowu."

"An Xiaowu." The corner of Xuan Jiu's mouth was sarcastically: "Is it a thousand-year-old true phoenix? That's just Madam Li's mother and daughter creating momentum and forcing gold on her face."

He put away the jade bottle, turned to Xuan Yanchi, and smiled slightly: "Could it be that you also think that our Lord Sikong is an old-fashioned and warm-hearted old man who spent so much effort just to find a wife for you and Yu Wenyi?"

(End of this chapter)