After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

"Boom--"

Su Zhuo seemed to hear something, he stood in the third door, the door behind him was closed, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Behind the third door of the ancestral tomb, in front of him, there is a complex and delicate formation. In the middle of the formation is a high platform. Countless black flags and banners with spells are hung around the high platform. Seeing a touch of bright red, it seems that someone is sitting in it wearing a red dress.

And under the high platform, iron chains hung down from all directions, and the iron chains locked the person in the middle tightly here, unable to move or escape.

what is this?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a tomb, but rather like a formation set up to lock something.

Su Zhuo looked a little strange, he stepped forward slightly, and countless candles were lit all around. Those candles were all red, and even the firelight was red, which set off the evil spirits and mystery around him.

What exactly are these?

Su Zhuo didn't dare to approach the high platform for the time being, but just turned around. Through the gaps of the banners, he could vaguely see a person in red clothes sitting inside, but he couldn't see what it was.

Moreover, there are various spells painted on the high platform, Su Zhuo is not sure what these spells are, he is not proficient in these things.

But he always felt that this thing seemed to be used to lock something hidden inside.

What will it be?

The brother of the former head of the family back then?

In addition to the high platform, the surrounding layout is also very strange. There is a gossip formation around the whole, but this gossip formation is sealed, which makes Su Zhuo have to be careful, and temporarily does not know how to get close .

It's so strange, why are these inside the third door?

Is the person sitting on that high platform a human being?So who would it be?The former Patriarch or the traitor?

Moreover, the inside of the high platform also looks like a tomb. Could it be that there is someone hiding in the coffin?

Su Zhuo looked around, took out a spar, and threw it towards the high platform.

"Boom—" the spar landed on the high platform without any reaction.

Are there no restrictions?

Su Zhuo looked around again, and there were still some bright murals on the surrounding walls, but it was too long ago, and those murals became dim and incomplete.

That's right, this is the ancestral tomb of the Su family, and there are only a handful of people who can enter it, and there may be no one else in the world who can enter the third door, so what kind of restrictions need to be placed here? ?

Bloodline is already the strongest restriction.

The corners of Su Zhuo's mouth moved slightly, and he uttered a spell. With a light body, he slowly walked towards the high platform, but he turned around vigilantly, and then carefully stepped on the ground and landed. He waited for a while, There is still no response around.

It seems to be similar to what he guessed, thinking like this, Su Zhuo subconsciously looked into the banner.

I didn't notice it when I was far away, but after thinking about it, I realized that there was indeed a figure sitting inside, but the heavy flags made it difficult to see the scene inside.

And these flags and banners make people feel a little uncomfortable at a glance, as if their souls are about to be sucked away.

Su Zhuo bit his finger, dropped a drop of blood onto the ground, and made handprints with both hands, chanting a series of spells.

Soon the blood sank into the ground, and then a red light flashed, and the red light went straight into the flag, and finally disappeared without a sound.

Su Zhuo took a look, and went inside again.

He took every step very carefully, and tried not to touch these flags.

Finally, he reached the very center.

Only then did he realize that there was a red gauze curtain hanging down in the center, so when he looked at the only piece of red, there was indeed a figure inside, that figure was very thin, wearing a large red and bright clothes, like some kind of wedding dress, but it was not there. I like to dress so formally.

The red robe was spread on the ground, and the figure sat inside, as if waiting for someone.

Su Zhuo's eyes moved, why did he feel that this figure was indescribably familiar?

So he walked slowly to the front, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to open the gauze curtain, but he paused when he put his hand in mid-air.

In the end, he bit his lip and stretched out his hand to lift the gauze curtain, but he was taken aback for a moment.

Right in front of his eyes, sat a white bone.

The white bone was wearing bright red clothes, a gorgeous phoenix crown on his head, and a large piece of jewels and pearls hanging around him. It was clearly a white bone, but people could still feel his sadness.

Those black eye holes are always watching, and you seem to be able to sense his emotions.

Su Zhuo was shocked, and wanted to put down the red gauze, but suddenly found that his wrist was being held by the skeleton man.

Su Zhuo raised his head, his other hand had condensed his true energy, but he finally stopped.

The white head turned slightly, he seemed to be staring at Su Zhuo all the time, his jaw moved, as if saying: "...help...me..."

Su Zhuo looked at the wrist held by him, and for a while he didn't know what to do.

He could sense that this white bone was not malicious, and he even had an indescribable kindness and familiarity, but there was another indescribable emotion in his mind telling him, don't get close, don't get close again.

Because if you get closer, maybe something he can't accept will happen.

Su Zhuo obviously wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't bear it. He looked at the bones, and seemed to see through him thousands of years of tragedies.

Countless incomplete pictures flickered in his mind, which were not his, but seemed to belong to him again.

"Why do you treat me like this! I am your brother! I am your brother!"

"You will be punished! One day you will be punished!"

"Why don't you kill me, why do you torture me like this, making my life worse than death day and night!"

"The liking in your mouth makes me sick!"

"Let me tell you, I only have disgust for you, only endless disgust!"

Su Zhuo raised his head violently, he looked at the bone in front of him, and what flashed in his mind were all the things that happened in those red tents.

All kinds of humiliation and unspeakable taboos were all hidden in the red tent.

Why is it...you?

Although he couldn't see these pictures clearly, he could clearly see that there were three people.

Two of them, who looked exactly alike, bullied the other together.

What exactly is going on?

Were they not twins back then, but triplets?

Su Zhuo found that the bone was still holding his hand, and couldn't help lowering his eyes, "I don't know what you want to do, but I came here to find the method of using the sparrow's blood feathers, and the lower part Ruthless Taoism."

The white bone seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.

He has been staring at Su Zhuo, has been staring at Su Zhuo.

Obviously it's just a bone, but it makes Su Zhuo feel that he is a living person.

The next moment, Su Zhuo's pupils couldn't help dilating. Right in front of his eyes, the white bone gradually recovered its flesh and blood, his fingers gradually returned to normal fingers, and his appearance was also constantly recovering.

Finally, he returned to a normal human appearance from bones, but that face was exactly the same as Su Zhuo's!

Su Zhuo subconsciously took a step back and pulled his hand back. He looked at the person in front of him who looked exactly like himself, and he was so shocked that he didn't even know what to do.

"Who are you?" Su Zhuo looked at him cautiously, but found that the other party was bound by iron chains on the high platform seat, with chains tied around his neck, hands and feet. There were special spells on those chains, which could not let him leave here.

The Su Zhuo he looked at had only endless sadness and sadness in those eyes.

He was very sad, at least in Su Zhuo's eyes.

"Do you want me to help you?" Su Zhuo asked again.

But the other party didn't speak, he just kept looking at Su Zhuo, maybe he died a long time ago, what's left now is only a little bit of the old disfigurement.

A body cannot have consciousness.

The surrounding candles were still burning, and the jumping red light was as powerful as a heartbeat.

Su Zhuo felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, which made him very uncomfortable.

He noticed that there seemed to be a door under the opponent's body, which was a bit like a coffin. The opponent sat on it and pressed the coffin under him forever.

What will be in here?

Could it be what he was looking for?

Su Zhuo stepped forward and lowered his head slightly, "I'm here to find something, is there what I want to find under you?"

The man still looked at Su Zhuo, finally, his eyes rolled.

He seems to be alive, but more like dead.

Su Zhuo guessed that he might have left a distraction or two, so he can still have such a reaction today, but he must have died long ago.

He watched the man slowly raise his hand and put it in front of him. His movement was a little big, which made the chain on his wrist jingle.

The chains on his body were not big, only the thickness of a thumb, but they looked very strong and delicate. When they were connected to the ground, they were replaced with thick chains, and then they fell all the way down the high platform.

He is like an exquisite doll locked here, only endlessly sad.

"Save... me..." he said silently.

In fact, he couldn't make any sound at all, but it made Su Zhuo subconsciously guess what he wanted to say.

Su Zhuo hesitated for a while, "You want me, how can I save you?"

Thinking of this, Su Zhuo sighed, "You are a person who has been dead for thousands of years. I can't save you. Can you understand what I said? You are already dead, and you don't need to be saved anymore."

The man still looked at Su Zhuo stubbornly, put his hands in the air, his eyes were blank, but he was sadly locked here at this moment.

So what if he passed away, so what if he died for thousands of years.

Everything he suffered in front of him will not be changed, and what kind of despair should he carry when he dies?

After death, he will be trapped here forever, in this ancestral tomb.

Obviously he is also the empress Suzaku of noble birth, why can't he escape such an ending before and after his death?

Su Zhuo was moved, he stretched out his hand and held the other's hand, "How do you want me to help you?"

Some white mist quietly appeared around, and the white mist slowly sneaked into the high platform, approaching Su Zhuo bit by bit.

The man looked at Su Zhuo, his eyes moved again, the eye sockets were moist, and a tear of blood flowed down.

It's not tears, it's blood.

"……kill me……"

Obviously he couldn't speak, but Su Zhuo could subconsciously understand what he meant.

Su Zhuo frowned, "But, aren't you already dead?"

"...go back...to kill...me..."

Su Zhuo thought of something, and his expression froze slightly, "Go back? Go back thousands of years ago? How is it possible?"

Suddenly, Su Zhuo felt something, he turned his head suddenly, the surrounding white mist completely enveloped them, even the surrounding flags and banners could not be seen clearly.

what happened?Why is there white mist in the ancestral tomb?

Isn't it only in the Tianlin Secret Realm that there are these white mist?Or is it that the white mist in the Tianlin Secret Realm is also related to the Su family's ancestral tomb?

What the hell is going on?

Su Zhuo was eroded by the white mist, he felt that the things he was holding in his hands slowly disappeared, he wanted to hold on tight, but found that he couldn't grab anything with his hands.

It was as if there was nothing in front of him.

The white mist is getting bigger and bigger, and the fog is everywhere, making it impossible to see through.

Su Zhuo felt that he was in a very strange state. This state was not very unfamiliar. After the thick fog around him gradually dispersed, Su Zhuo realized that something was wrong.

Because he returned to the Su family, but it was not the current Su family.

The current Su family has suffered heavy losses, and many places are different from before. However, the Su family in front of them is extremely prosperous and quiet, surrounded by fairy mist, and looks like a fairyland on earth.

This is what a fairy mountain should look like, and this can be regarded as a real blessing in the world.

He returned to Su's house?Is the Su family thousands of years old?

Su Zhuo took a tentative step, but found that his figure was much lighter than before, like a ghost.

He raised his hand and looked at it. It was not a normal entity, but a phantom.

He looked around and tentatively headed towards the last courtyard, because that was where he lived, and as long as he returned to the courtyard, he would know whether this was the Su family for thousands of years.

Occasionally, along the way, I would meet some servants, none of whom were puppets, and the surroundings were full of aura, which was completely different from the previous Su family.

Su Zhuo finally came to his courtyard, but it was not what he imagined, but a small side hall, which looked very remote and gloomy, and there was no one around, only here, unlike is a wonderland.

Why is this only different?

And it was very dark inside, as if there were no candles.

Su Zhuo hesitated for a while, but went in slowly.

He is not a real entity at the moment, and he can even penetrate into the palace wall at will. This state makes Su Zhuo think that he is some kind of ghost.

He quickly sneaked into the palace. There were very few things inside. It was a very deserted palace, and it was very dark, with almost no light to be seen.

strangeness.

"Whoa-"

Suddenly there was a sound, and Su Zhuo subconsciously walked towards the place where the sound came from.

It is under the palace, there should be some kind of dark room below.

The voice was bit by bit, if there was nothing, it was not clear at all, and even Su Zhuo once wondered if he heard it wrong.

He looked around carefully, and then tentatively sneaked into the ground, which allowed him to sneak in easily. All the way down, it was originally dark, but suddenly he saw light. Although it was a dark room, there were many things in the corner. Pearl of less.

"Whoa, whoa-"

The sound became clearer, like the sound of chains being struck, accompanied by some crisp sounds.

Su Zhuo looked forward and found that there was a secret door in front of him.

And these voices all came from the secret door.

What will it be?

Su Zhuo came to the secret door and wanted to reach out, but hesitated.

He was afraid that he would see something bad, because the voice inside really made people have to think in another direction, one after another, intermittent but continuous.

Su Zhuo still couldn't go in, because he heard a human voice from inside, the voice was very low, it seemed to come from far away.

"Brother, why don't you bark anymore, am I making you uncomfortable?"

"It's mine, or his is better."

"Call out, call out, I want to hear your voice."

Those voices were a little louder, and then there were several low whimpers from another person, as if they were enduring some great pain.

Su Zhuo looked a little flustered, and he wasn't, it wasn't that he didn't understand these things at all.

This secret door is clearly inside, doing that kind of thing.

Su Zhuo's expression was a little strange, and the tips of his ears were a little red, but what followed was that indescribable feeling of disgust and resistance.

It was as if he was the one suffering the pain at this moment.

Make him sick.

Su Zhuo's eyes fluttered back and forth in a panic. He wanted to stay away, but he heard the low voice coming from inside again.

"elder brother."

"It's so soft, I like it so much, it's like water, does it mean that you will be a little bit more behaved if you take medicine?"

"It doesn't matter, we have plenty of time, and my brother also has plenty of time."

"Hahahaha, I really like the smell on your body. Let's be together forever, okay?"

Su Zhuo just felt disgusted.

He walked a little further away, but the voices inside never stopped, occasionally mixed with a few sobbing and painful sounds.

After a long time, it finally became quiet inside.

But that person must still be inside, Su Zhuo waited outside for a long time, and there were some voices inside, and then it became quiet again.

Su Zhuo saw someone going out from the secret door, the figure walked very fast, until the person walked for a long time, Su Zhuo dared to go in slowly.

As soon as he entered, Su Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable and closed his eyes. This is a small dark room, and there is only one bright pearl in the four corners. This kind of bright pearl is not enough to illuminate the whole room, so it is very dark inside. In the innermost part of the dark room, there is a big bed with a red curtain.

There are a few bright pearls around the big bed, but they are still not bright enough. It can only be said to be barely visible. Compared with the daytime environment outside, it is a world of difference.

Through the red tent, Su Zhuo could see a person lying inside, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know if he should go there.

There was an indescribable fragrance lingering in this dark room all the time, it was not hard to imagine what it could be.

After a while, the person lying in the red tent sat up slowly. Su Zhuo saw the figure, and then he clenched his hands and walked over.

"Who?" came a hoarse and tired voice from inside the red tent, the voice lacked any strength, only a sense of despair.

Su Zhuo looked around, not sure if he could hear his words, so he stepped forward and whispered, "This junior is here to save you."

The people inside the red tent didn't move or speak, as if they couldn't hear what Su Zhuo said.

Just when Su Zhuo thought that the other party couldn't hear his words, the figure moved again, and he stretched out a hand, which was densely covered with various marks.

He lifted the red curtain, exposing everything, Su Zhuo subconsciously looked away.

But in the next second, he put his eyes on the other person's face. Indeed, it was exactly the same as his appearance, almost no difference.

But he looked older than he seemed, with loose hair and only a red robe on his body, which was loose and loose, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

Wherever the naked eye can see, there are all kinds of marks, and there are some bruises and redness, which is shocking to look at.

Sitting in the red tent, he is like a canary whose wings have been broken off, and the master can only do as he pleases.

What made people feel even more distressed was his eyes. There was only a piece of ashes in those eyes, and all the light had been lost.

In such an environment, there is no hope for anyone to survive.

Why do you look exactly like him?

Su Zhuo felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Are you here to kill me?" He seemed to be looking at Su Zhuo, and he seemed to be looking behind Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo doesn't know how to speak, is he going to kill the other party?

I am afraid that for him, death is the only relief at this moment.

"I was crippled with meridians, my body was completely destroyed, and I was forcibly implanted with a god bone, but I was suppressed by the soul chain and took too much medicine. I am already a cripple, so now I have no I can't kill myself." He said slowly, as if he was speaking to Su Zhuo, but also as if he was talking to himself.

He wasn't sure if anyone was here, but it was his only hope.

"If you are here to help me, then kill me." When he said this, his expression slightly fluctuated, "Please, kill me."

It was as if he was grasping at the last straw, obviously his heart was ashamed, but he still wanted to ask for relief at this moment.

He looks very thin, although he looks a bit older than Su Zhuo, but it seems that a gust of wind can blow him away.

"Kill me." He closed his eyes, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

It was very light and small, and his voice was also very hoarse, and his whole body was exhausted that could not be concealed.

Su Zhuo raised his hand hesitantly, and pointed at the other party.

Of course he knew that death was the only release for this man.

But can he kill the other party?

Did he have to kill the other party?

"Please, kill me." The man let out a breath, the tear from the corner of his eye fell and hit the bed, the sound of "da" was so clear in such a quiet dark room.

To live in such an environment, but to endure such pain every day, life is worse than death.

Su Zhuo lowered his head, and then drew out the Xiaguang sword.

With his sword skills, people can die peacefully, at least without too much pain.

Thinking of this, Su Zhuo moved his hand clenched to the sword, and a ray of light passed by.

"Huh—" The red tent was carried by the sword energy, raised slightly, and then slowly fell down.

"Ding Dong—" The small jade button next to it made a crisp knocking sound.Who murmured in a low voice, with the last expectation.

"Thank you."

Su Zhuo lowered his eyes, and seemed to be a little moved, "Go all the way."

The author has something to say: My brother was not only Q, but also L

Sorry, my mind is dark

感谢在2021-07-2123:51:08~2021-07-2223:47:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottles of the cp I knocked must come true;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!