After the fairy disappeared

Taking advantage of the surrounding enemies being forced back by a few corpse puppets, He Jing turned back and ran to the grave.After so many people chiseled and chiseled, the Red General's armor had loosened. If he pulled it again, it might be done.

He hasn't forgotten his first task, which is the generous pot!
As expected, the Red General's gauntlets had fallen down.

The tomb was very dark, and He Jing had to probe to see it, and the pupils shrank suddenly in the next second.

empty?

empty!

The gauntlet still maintains its original grip, but there is nothing in the middle except for a bit of crushed ice.

What about the generous pot?

What about the much-anticipated jug?

Everyone had clearly seen before that the big square pot was here...

Before he could finish his thoughts, He Jing suddenly caught a glimmer of light from the corner of his eyes.

The light was like the frost on the ground he saw through the crack of the door when he was a child, inconspicuous but cold.

It fell on the neck, and it was as cool as frost.

He Jing said inwardly that it was bad, and his body suddenly lost strength.

His last thought was regret.

After making up his mind to retreat and releasing the corpse puppet, why did he come back to grab the pot?
Wasn't it just a little fluke, thinking of trying one last time?
Greed, greed that shouldn't be there!

It's too late to regret.

The bystanders only saw a faint light flashing in the middle of the tomb.The movement of the Duyun envoy stopped.

Bao Guanjie just rushed over and was about to swing the knife, but saw a thin line of blood appearing on the back of He Jing's neck——

Someone unexpectedly attacked him from the front, slicing his neck with just one blow, cutting off his neck bones too, so fast that blood didn't even have time to spurt out!
The most frightening thing is that this time it came without a sound, like the wind blowing a sycamore tree, without showing any murderous intent beforehand.

Bao Guanjie still had a vague feeling that something jumped behind the tomb.

Then Tiangong Duyun's head fell to the ground, and the blood on the neck spurted three feet away!
Many people around were splashed with blood.

The red light in the eyes of the running corpse puppets disappeared, and they fell to the ground at once—the manipulator died, and they couldn't move.

Someone in the rear shouted: "He Jing is dead! The Baling people killed the Tiangong Du Yunshi!"

The angry roar was heard several miles away.

Bao Guanjie was furious: "Who, who is talking nonsense!"

He turned to look for it, but couldn't find the caller.

Le Zhengqing ran to the side of the tomb, stretched out his knife to pick out the red general's gauntlet.

With the lesson learned by He Jing, no one dared to look up again.

"empty!"

The red general's gauntlets were empty, and the Dafang pot was missing.

Obviously, the person who killed He Jing also took the Dafang Pot!

All eyes focused on Bao Guanjie.

Just now everyone saw with their own eyes that Bao Guanjie rushed behind He Jing, and then the head of the Du Yun envoy fell off, and the generous pot was gone.

Not him, who else could it be?

Bao Guanjie's eyes were red, and he roared angrily: "It has nothing to do with me, I didn't kill Du Yunshi!"

Someone assassinated He Jing face to face, and then planted the crime of killing and stealing treasure on him?How could it be so ridiculous!
At this time, the roar of the beast came from the sky, and it was very close.

The King of Que Beasts is here.

Everyone looked at each other, shouted, and ran away!

Tiangong's powerful team has been tossed by the Que Beast King, can they beat this big monster?

Besides, the Dafang pot is gone, why are they still here, are they going to die?
run!Everyone ran without looking back.

After each team ran more than a hundred feet, the movement in the rear became smaller and smaller.

Bao Guanjie stopped to take a few breaths, and his subordinates couldn't help asking him: "My lord, what happened to Du Yunshi and Dafanghu...?"

"I didn't kill it! I didn't take it!" Bao Guanjie roared, "You don't believe me?"

As soon as the words fell, a red light flashed in front of his eyes.

Everyone in Panlong Secret Realm noticed that every ground, every building, every city wall, and every pond had a thin layer of red light.

Then the red light faded quickly, as if the entire carpet was dragged away from behind.

The crowd rushed a few steps, unable to catch up with the fading speed of the red light, and could only watch it shrink towards the south-central part of Panlong City.

There is the location of Mitian Temple.

Finally, the red light turned into a beam of light and rose into the sky.

This time, the beam of light only lasted for two or three breaths before dissipating.

People looked at each other.

There are too many strange things in the secret realm, and no one is sure which one this is.

Bao Guanjie casually pressed the earth wall beside him, and the sound of the earth clods rattling and rolling could be heard far away in the quiet night.

"Listen, the roar of the beast has disappeared."

The low roars of the Que Beasts used to fill the entire secret realm, but now the city is quiet, there are no beast roars, and no footsteps.

Only the whistling of the wind remained.

Bao Guanjie led his men to turn a few alleys and came to an open space.

"Huh?" Everyone immediately felt wrong, "Where's the corpse?"

A quarter of an hour ago, there was a scuffle in this open space, and Que beasts and humans were killed and injured.

However, the ground in front of him was clean, with only a little rubble, not to mention dead bodies, and no blood stains anywhere.

Seeing this, Bao Guanjie finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped in his tracks: "We have left the secret realm!"

"Huh?" No one else responded.

"The red light just now is the disappearance of the secret realm." Bao Guanjie was not without regret, "Someone must have taken the Dafang pot and broke the secret realm!"

Everyone looked up at the sky, and saw the thick clouds receding and a bright moon slanting to the west.

It's almost dawn.

that's all?They entered the secret realm inexplicably, and then left inexplicably?
"Sir, what should we do now?"

The joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe is only now slowly rising.Everyone looked at each other, sighing.

How did they survive in that ghostly place full of monsters and nowhere to escape!

Before Bao Guanjie could reply, the scouts in the team rushed over: "My lord, there are still two Tiangong guards alive, and they are thirty feet ahead, running to the west!"

There are still two alive?

A stern light flashed in Bao Guanjie's eyes: "Catch up and kill!"

After getting rid of these two people, Tiangong will still have to work hard to find out the cause of He Jing's death.Among other things, the various people who participated in the battle tonight might be silent when they go back.

After all, they all stumbled here and offended Tiangong.

If you don't get rid of these two people, they will go back to Lingxu City to file a complaint, and he, Bao Guanjie, and Baling Kingdom will be in great trouble soon!
……

Zhao Qinghe and He Chunhua walked out of the hiding place and proceeded carefully.The cry of "He Jing is dead" just now was sent by Zhao Qinghe.

He Chunhua reacted very quickly:
Tiangong Duyun died in the Panlong Desert, which is a big event.The Yuan Kingdom simply cannot bear Bega's anger, so it's better to divert the disaster away as soon as possible.

There is a grievance and a debtor, let Tiangong go to pull up the mausoleum to break ground.

They also saw the red light fade.

With a thought in his mind, He Chunhua immediately said to Zhao Qinghe: "Slash me, hurry up!"

Zhao Qinghe thought he heard it wrong: "My lord?"

"Don't hurt the vitals, but take it seriously!"

Seeing his resolute expression, Zhao Qinghe drew his saber and pierced his right shoulder.

There was a flash of blood, but he really didn't hold back this time.

He Chunhua curled up in pain.Zhao Qinghe retracted his knife to help him: "My lord, I'm sorry!"

"No, that's fine!" He Chunhua knew that he acted with discretion, and deliberately avoided the muscles, bones and meridians, so he endured the pain and said, "Don't speak to a third person!"

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, the red light faded from the feet of the two people.

Zhao Qinghe took care of his wound briefly, and then continued to travel south with his arm. The journey went smoothly, and he didn't even meet a Que Beast.

He Chunhua remained silent, with endless doubts in his heart.

The secret realm has indeed disappeared, but has everyone come out?
Soon, the sound of footsteps came from the front.

The two fled to a low house to put on strict guard. Sure enough, dozens of people came over, and the one running in the front was He Chunhua's personal soldier, Hu Xuan.

Hey?
The two immediately came out to meet each other: "Why are you here?"

"My lord!" Hu Xuan beamed with joy, "The gate of the south city has opened! Hey, you're injured!"

Even though there were speculations, He Chunhua still heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the good news: "How did it happen?"

"A red light flashed just now, and the gate of the South City has returned to its original state. The outermost door is still half upright and half upside down." Hu Xuan came to help him, "We sent people in and out a few times, and there was nothing abnormal."

"The secret realm disappears, and we are back to reality." He Chunhua glanced in the direction of Mitian Temple, not without emotion.

Twice, he entered the Panlong Secret Realm twice, but returned without success.

Zhao Qinghe asked him: "My lord, do you want to go and have a look?"

"No." He Chunhua's depression gradually subsided, and he felt a little happy, "Now that the past has passed, there is probably nothing left."

He still vividly remembered how the Panlong Secret Realm disappeared last time.It would be useless to rush to Mitian Temple now.

But at least he survived again, there are so many people in Tiangong, even the Duyun envoy and the light guard envoy all died here.

He witnessed the whole process of the chaotic battle at the Red General's Tomb, and kept his mind clear at the last moment, not going up to fight for it.

Otherwise, he would have died long ago, right?
"Where are the people from Rongshan?"

"After walking down the city wall, they left through the south gate." Hu Xuan looked around, but didn't see He Lingchuan's figure, and didn't dare to ask.

What He Chunhua asked was about people from Rongshan, but what he was thinking about was He Lingchuan.

After the failure of Naluo's divine descent, He Lingchuan's whereabouts became a mystery and he never appeared again.

But He Chunhua was convinced for no reason that he was still alive.

Is he the evil spirit in Panlong City?What happened in the secret realm tonight is related to him?

As shrewd and stable as He Chunhua, now his mind is also in chaos, and he doesn't know where to sort out the myriad of clues.

He only knows one thing:
The Dafang pot was taken away.

Who did it?Can't tell.

Neither he nor Zhao Qinghe approached the tomb of the Red General, but just hid in the dark to watch the battle.From their point of view, they didn't see how He Jing died, nor did they see how the Dafang pot disappeared.

Was it Bao Guanjie or someone else who took this treasure?
Zhao Qinghe asked him for instructions: "Sir, do you want to go find the Baling people?"

In fact, he was asking He Chunhua, should he take back the Dafang Pot?

He Chunhua looked back at the way he came, and the huge Panlong City was silent in the darkness.With such a big city, where to search for Baling people?

He sighed and shook his head.

Feeling hot suddenly in his arms, he took out the statue of Na Luotian, and saw that it kept shining.