Star Trace Gate

Chapter 19

In the corridor of Jingxin Hall, Ren Ye bent down and reached out to touch the gap in the door of a wing, and his body suddenly stiffened.

There is no feeling of obstruction when my fingers pass through it.

The hair that had been tied in advance was broken, and someone had just entered this room.

Tonight, he made preparations in two places, namely the bedroom and the meditation hall. But this is not because he knows things well, but because he does everything he can to the best of his abilities.

You only have one life, so you must cherish it.

After taking three steps back, Ren Ye gathered his strength and kicked the door open.

"Oh!"

The door frame creaked, and a burst of dust shook off. The room was dark and extremely quiet.

"I know you're in there, come out." When Ren Ye stood in the shadow of the corridor, the palace lanterns around him flickered on and off, emitting a faint blue light.

After a brief silence, there was a creak in the room, and Liu Ling'er's figure appeared in the darkness: "I'm really curious, how did you find out that Er Leng was charmed?"

"Bloodstains, the bloodstains in Chunxiang Garden are wrong." Ren Ye stared at the other party's figure, motionless: "You did the scene, but it was too hasty. The bloodstains of the little eunuch were in the shape of splatters, but the bloodstains of the hidden weapon in the second stun were too much. Condensation. Since it was a fight, the blood stains would not be so regular, and he left in the afternoon..."

Liu Ling'er was shocked in her heart and stepped forward: "Then how do you know that I am not going to kill you, but to enter the Jingxin Hall? And, you also laid a trap here in advance?!"

Ren also assessed the distance between the other party and himself, and kept his thoughts steady: "Before Er Leng left the Happy Palace, I didn't know what you were going to do. However, since you have written the script, I will just act according to it. I He is a waste, and the only place he can move is his bedroom and the Hall of Meditation."

In two words, all the doubts in Liu Ling'er's heart were solved.

"What on earth do you do in reality?!" Liu Ling'er felt very aggrieved. She felt that there were no loopholes in her behavior. She had taken the initiative twice in this game, but in the end she still did not make any calculations. This piece of trash is pregnant with the king.

"I'm not your father, and I have no obligation to answer all your questions." Ren Ye replied coldly: "Do you want to live? If you want to live, I also have a few questions."

Liu Ling'er looked thoughtful and stepped forward slowly: "What do you want to ask?"

"Have you found your teammate? Who is it?" Ren Ye's eyes were a little empty.

Liu Linger lowered her head and remained silent.

"If you don't tell me, it won't be of any value to me."

"I have indeed found my teammates." Liu Ling'er stepped forward and looked up, no more than ten steps away from Ren: "Okay, I want to live. There are two teammates, and their identity cards are..."

"Whoosh!!!"

Suddenly, a sharp color appeared on Liu Ling'er's cheeks. She waved her hand and shot out a dark purple steel nail, which turned into a stream of light and went straight to Ren Ye's head with a sound of breaking through the air.

This nail, called the Soul-Breaking Nail, is Liu Ling'er's last life-saving tool. It can break a person's soul without revealing any external injuries.

The soul nail rushed towards his face, and Ren Ye closed his eyes for an instant and muttered softly: "Within a hundred steps, the innocent soul will stop him and die."

"brush!"

Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared from the ground.

The ghost figure was wearing a maid's dress, and her face was pale, but her two cheeks were all pink, and there was a thin mark on her neck.

The female ghost stuck out her long red tongue and stared at Liu Ling'er with resentful eyes as she rushed forward.

"puff!"

The soul nail shot out quickly and was nailed to the female ghost's forehead in the blink of an eye.

"what!!!"

The wronged soul let out a scream, and his soul was shattered on the spot.

"Clap!"

The soul nail fell to the ground, and it became dim in an instant.

Liu Ling'er stood in the room, her face stiffened, and her eyes instantly filled with despair.

"I'm very cautious and don't want to be killed." Ren Ye slowly shook his head, exuding a strong Yin Qi, and stepped into the wing: "It seems that you don't intend to live."

The imperial pen activated in the secret room has the function of reproducing magical spells. Therefore, before the decisive battle tonight, Ren also went to the princess's palace and "supplied" the princess with two hours of heavenly forgiveness in exchange for it. An opportunity to "steal a lesson"...

This is his trump card, but this trump card has strong side effects and has many restrictions. He hasn't shown his strongest ability yet, but time is running out...

Liu Ling'er's defense was completely broken. She clenched her fists with pale cheeks and shouted: "This is not fair! Why is your special ability...?!"

"I am in the light and you are in the dark, how can it be unfair? It's just that my brain is better than yours." Ren also raised the Zhenguo Sword: "Since you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."

"boom!"

Just when Ren Ye was about to slash at Liu Ling'er with his sword, there was a loud noise outside the palace.

……

Outside the hall, the sky is about to break, and the rays of light are shining in the east.

"Oh!"

Er Leng's body hit the top of the hall, shattering the plaque, smashing through the wooden beams, and fell to the ground like a dead corpse.

This was the result of him receiving Xu Laodao's second palm forcefully. His chest was sunken and blood spurted from his mouth and nose...

Countless sawdust fell on Er Leng's body. He only felt that his ears were deafened, his eyes were full of blood, and his body kept twitching, but he had no strength to stand up again.

However, his right hand was still groping on the cold ground, as if he wanted to pick up the famous sword Yaoyue again...

The little eunuchs around showed sympathy, but still no one dared to step forward to help, and no one dared to stop Xu Laodao and others.

The world is very cold. Some people are born as minions. Sympathy is the greatest kindness.

Xu Laodao glanced at Er Leng with dull eyes, then climbed onto the high platform and walked straight into the hall.

Tonight's battle in the Jingxin Hall was not because Er Leng was not good at learning, but because Xu Laodao's methods were too weird. Although he was an aide to Emperor Jing, he learned the art of raising corpses in southern Xinjiang, which was vicious and vicious. The person they had just fought with was not Xu Laodao's true body, but the corpse he had raised.

The original owner of this Li Shen was a well-known military general active in southern Xinjiang during his lifetime. He was highly skilled in martial arts and extremely powerful. Later, he was refined by Xu Laodao and his appearance was changed. He was fed with the essence, blood and elixirs of strong men every day. , this is how powerful it is.

Li Shen is about breaking through all means with one force. The body is like forged steel, like a magic weapon. In close combat, it has the courage to be unstoppable by ten thousand people. It can also defeat the extremely fast sword of two stunned people.

Behind him, the officials and soldiers closely followed Xu Laodao's body, preparing to enter the palace.

Wu Asi, the commander of the secret agent camp, glanced at Er Leng lying on the ground with a gloomy look, curled his lips and sneered: "Do you understand what Zhong Kuishan said now? Even your master may not be able to pass this test tonight, you are so stupid You are a guard dog, but you still want to use a mantis as a chariot? Huh?!"

He pulled out his waist knife and poked Er Leng's shoulder lightly with the tip of the knife: "I'm talking to you, why don't you reply? Look up and tell me, who is the spineless dog now?!"

Blood dripped from his shoulders. Er was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his head. He could only reply with a weak breath: "If I am a watch... guard dog, then you are waiting in the eyes of the dog emperor, even the dog It’s not really...just a chamber pot that can be discarded at any time.”

"Huh?!" Wu Asi smiled grimly, slowly raised the steel knife, and aimed it at Er Leng's neck: "I wish you could be as sharp-tongued as the Prince of Hell..."