Cheng Moji

On the other side, Feng Qiwu and Leng Xin, who received the message, took advantage of the lack of guards in the backyard, went to the second floor in the dark, lit a fire and entered the witcher's bedroom.Following the direction of the previous window hole, I searched and searched, but I couldn't find the secret room no matter what.Tap the wall, it is indeed hollow, there must be a secret.

Feng Qiwu said: "Is there any special magic weapon or spell to open it?"

"Extremely possible." So it is still necessary to follow the wizard to know the secret inside.

The two searched for the furnishings in the house again, but did not find any abnormality. They guessed that even if there was a key, it must be on the witcher, and the matter became even more difficult.

At this time, a figure flashed outside the window.Alerted, the two hid in a dark corner.I only heard someone outside asking softly: "I am Dongfang."

The three then jumped to the roof to meet up.Dongfang Ying first asked: "Is your body all right?"

"It's fine for the time being, but I didn't bother to look at the color mark. With the dim moonlight, I can't see it very clearly. However, the color mark seems to have faded. Why don't we go back and find a way." Feng Qiwu said to asked coldly.

Leng Xin just replied: "Dongfang, you and Sister Feng go first."

"I will continue to investigate here." As he was speaking, he saw a figure in a hurry at the gate of the temple. It was a witch, "Why did he come back so soon?"

"It's just in time, we have to find out the secret from him." Smiling coldly, he pushed Feng Qiwu, and let the two of them leave the witch temple first, and wait on a tree outside the temple.But Leng Xin went into the house calmly and closed the door.Entering the house, it was dark, and Leng Xin listened quietly with a pair of sharp ears. The crowd scattered in the distance, it seemed that the time for worship was over, and he jumped to an imperceptible place in the shadow of the beam.Soon, he felt the aura of the sorcerer approaching, and the power of sorcery and demon power are inherently incompatible. Now, Leng Xin is just a human being, without a special demonic aura on his body, but he can sensitively feel the persecution of witchcraft.

Feng Qiwu, who was outside, gradually felt the demonic power floating out of his body, and then looked at the color mark, it was even more blurred, and said to Dongfang Ying: "Too bad, the color mark is gradually disappearing, and Leng Xin is still inside, the situation is not good."

At the critical moment, the devil has arrived.A sound of cruel footsteps stepped up the stairs, and the figure of the witch came to the door.Dongfang Ying is very worried, cold-hearted, and feels abnormal at this moment, the natural aura of the Wu Temple is slowly swallowing and suppressing him, what should I do!

Pushing the door open and entering the room, the wizard did not rush to turn on the lights, but hurried to the wall, observing everything carefully with a cold heart.With a wave of the staff in the wizard's hand, a witch's light flashed, and the wizard gently urged the incantation, and the gate of ghosts opened.

There was a slow booming sound, and the seamless stone wall turned from the flat state little by little.At this moment, Leng Xin was indeed suddenly subjected to a huge force, which was extremely painful. There were countless thoughts in her heart, what should I do, what should I do, the figure gradually changed, depression, distortion, pain hit, and the anxious heart outside was also praying Thinking... Will Leng Xin lose his life because of this?

When the door was half open, the wizard had stepped into the secret room.But the door stubbornly waited until it was opened, and then slowly closed in the opposite direction. In an instant, a light figure also jumped in, with light limbs, without attracting anyone's attention.

A fox followed in.

Outside, Dongfang Ying leaned in alone again, along the window, the room was silent and dark, and the popularity disappeared. Is Brother Leng dead?In the eyes of a banshee in the distance, there is a hint of sadness: You don't have to be like this!