The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

In a flash, Yue Weimo's eyes turned red in an instant, like a mad little beast, and he howled Yan Zhuo's name!

The sound was so loud that it finally slowed down Yan Zhuo's movements a little bit~

Seeing this, she stopped hesitating and ran over. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she kicked Yan Zhuo into the black bowl!

At the end, he clapped his hands handsomely, "Foolish prince, if you really hurt my sister Jiang, you won't even have time to cry when you wake up!"

After saying this, he raised two fingers and muttered something.

It was unclear what she said, but after she finished, she quickly tapped Jiang Ying's forehead with her finger. After a moment, Jiang Ying's dull eyes gradually regained focus.

When I came to my senses, I saw Yan Zhuo rolling around in the bowl for a few times. When he stood up again, his clothes were completely dirty and looked terrible.

The black robe he wore before was now on Jiang Ying. The inner garment was relatively light in color, but it was covered with a thick layer of black ash, even on his nose and face.

When Jiang Ying thought about the black ash, which might have been left by poisonous cockroaches, he swallowed and didn't know what to say.

Yue Weimo laughed and mocked, "Your Majesty, even if you feel pity for those pregnant figurines, you don't have to offer yourself like this."

Just now, Yue Weimo was the only one who was not controlled by the illusion. Now, she accidentally broke the control of Jiang Ying and Yan Zhuo.

The two men regained consciousness.

But others, such as Kunan and the twenty younger brothers of the Demon Guards, were still in the illusion.

I don't know if it was because the ghost thing was too busy to pay attention or what, but at this moment they were just standing or sitting in a daze, and they didn't kill each other like Jiang Ying and Yan Zhuo just did.

Realizing that the scene in front of him had returned to its devastated state, Yan Zhuo came to his senses very quickly. He ignored Yue Weimo and the dagger in his hand, which was shining coldly, turned into a hidden weapon and flew out of his hand!

After a terrifying sound of breaking air, the sharp dagger hit one of the blood figurines. With a clang, the violent impact caused the blood figurine to break into pieces in an instant and fall from the high stone wall!

At the same time, Yan Zhuo quietly used the force to fly over the eaves and walls and successfully returned to the ground from the sea bowl.

He subconsciously wanted to put his arm around Jiang Ying's waist, but when he reached halfway, he realized how embarrassed he was at the moment and pulled his hand back helplessly.

He asked in a gentle voice, "Ying'er, are you okay?"

Jiang Ying's eyes were the same as Yue Weimo's, staring at the broken blood figurine, and he shook his head, "I'm fine."

"It's rotten already?" Yue Weimo murmured in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the blood figurine would be so easily destroyed?

After waiting for a long time without finding any terrible consequences, he immediately became very excited. He turned around and looked at Yan Zhuo eagerly, "Your Majesty, don't stop, keep going. Quick! There are eleven more. If we kill them all, we won't be trapped here!"

In fact, Yue Weimo had some vague guesses in his mind.

Maybe apart from the red one with a baby figurine living inside, which is quite powerful and scary, the others are pretty average.

That's why Yan Zhuo could easily destroy it with a dagger!

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo frowned unexpectedly, "I only have that dagger on me."

What this means is that even a good cook cannot cook without rice.

Of course, he also wanted to cut the Gordian knot, and even regretted agreeing to bring Jiang Ying along.

Look, what has happened since entering this cave? Now I don't know if I can get out safely.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhuo was also looking for suitable help. Jiang Ying stared at one of the pregnant woman figurines, not knowing what she was thinking. But fortunately, she was not looking at the baby figurine, otherwise she might have been trapped by the illusion again.

Yue Weimo was desperate and came up with a quick idea. He ran forward and pulled out a candlestick. This thing was very heavy. After walking a few steps with it, his hands felt sore. "My Lord, do you think this will work?"

I screamed in my heart: Hit! Hit quickly! It would be best if I could get rid of the baby figurine with one move. It was the one who did all this. As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader.

Perhaps Yue Weimo's plan was too obvious. Black air was colliding and running around in the pair of black eye holes of the red-colored figurine.

Seeing this, Yue Weimo became more confident and urged Yan Zhuo, "Prince, please hurry up. Why can't you do it without my sister Jiang to cheer you up?"

A man can't stand outsiders saying that he is not good enough, and Yan Zhuo is not bad enough, he is just wondering if there will be any problem with such rash behavior.

But since Yue Weimo was so impatient, he stopped hesitating and tightened his grip on the metal candlestick...

Yue Weimo jumped up and down excitedly, pointing accurately with his hand, "Hit that one! Yes, the second red one on the left. If you hit it, maybe the rest will be no threat at all!"

Yan Zhuo didn't waste any words. He mobilized his internal strength to his arms and shouted loudly. The sturdy candlestick flew straight towards the red-colored figurine like the dagger just now.

When the two collided, there was still a loud noise.

After waiting for a while, just when Yue Weimo was celebrating his success, the high-topped blood figurine did not move at all...

Not only did it not break into pieces and fall off, not even a single stone chip was knocked off!

Yue Weimo held his head in his hands, filled with resentment, "Damn it! I knew it was you who was causing trouble, I don't believe I can't deal with you!"

Now, Yan Zhuo and Jiang Ying both heard something unusual and asked, "What's going on? Is there anything special about that blood figurine?"

Yue Weimo looked everywhere for something that could be used as a weapon. "Among the twelve blood figurines, the others may not have such heavy resentment after death because they were not pregnant for a long time. But the one I asked the prince to beat just now should have been about to give birth before death, and was sealed in the mud. She struggled with her last breath to give birth to the child, so..."

When she said this, the expressions on their faces were already very strange, because such a tragic scene, just thinking about it, made them feel sick.

Jiang Ying calmed himself down and continued with Yue Weimo's words, "So, the blood figurines contain not only the ghosts of pregnant women, but also the ghosts of children, right?"

"Yes."

Yue Weimo's face was not looking good either. He didn't know who the hell was who did such an outrageous thing.

"As you can see, this mother and son are filled with too much resentment, and are full of murderous and evil spirits. They were the ones who caused the magic mirror just now. Perhaps, they are no longer satisfied with leaving here and reincarnating as human beings, but want revenge!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ying understood.

Yan Zhuo sighed, "But Ying'er is not their enemy."

Yue Weimo raised his head, looked at the two people, and then looked at the red figurine whose eyes were already emitting black energy, and said helplessly, "There's nothing we can do. This formation seems to be specifically targeting Sister Jiang.

The blood warriors can kill Sister Jiang first, pretend to complete the task, and then find a way to kill the person who set up this formation to avenge himself! "

"As long as I am here, no one can touch Yingying!"

Yan Zhuo said in a cold voice, and the pressure from his body was completely released, causing the black energy spreading from the red figurine to stagnate hesitantly.

Just when they were both silent, Jiang Ying stood up, her expression surprisingly relaxed, "This is easy, isn't it just revenge, big sister?

I don't know what to call you, so I'll just call you Big Sister. How about I help you get your revenge?"

Yue Weimo, "?"

Emma, ​​you are worthy of being Sister Jiang. You can even come up with such a miraculous idea!

Yan Zhuo smiled faintly, looking proud.

His son Ying'er is very smart.