Chu Ci responded casually, blinking her eyes, and looked not far away.
It has arrived at the place where the holy object is.
It is said to be a sacred object, but it is actually just a stone tablet with some incomprehensible words engraved on it, surrounded by layers of golden light, it looks a bit old, and it has probably been buried in this mountain before. It's been planed out now.
Beside him stood the sect leader with a dark face and Xu Xingyuan who was lying on the ground.
The corners of her lips were stained with blood, her face had an indescribably crazy expression, and there was a faint black aura coming out of her body, her eyes looked straight at the stone slab and she muttered, "Destroy it, destroy it... Everything will be over..."
He looked evil, as if he had provoked something.
The head of the sect was sternly speaking to Xu Xingyuan, who didn't know what he was talking about.
It probably means that she has been possessed by a monster at this moment, and wants to destroy the peace of the world, and he, the head of Ling Yizong, will get rid of her as a scourge for the sect today.
When he saw the two people coming here in a blink of an eye, his face changed slightly, and he carefully glanced at Wen Jing's face, seeing that there was not much change, he was relieved.
About to say something next.
A golden light suddenly emanated from the holy object, covering Wen Jing in it.
Wen Jing's golden-red eyes changed slightly, and he subconsciously held Chu Ci's hand tighter.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and he was about to repel the voice that tried to interfere with his mind from time to time, when a voice came from next to his ear, which sounded a little old and majestic.
"How can a beast have feelings?"
"You'll lose control of yourself and hurt the ones you love..."
"Give up resistance... give up..."
give up? Don't get out of hand? Don't hurt... her
Wen Jing pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were slightly cloudy.
After all, this stele has been involved with Wen Jing's power for too long, so there is no need to say more about the influence on Wen Jing. In the past, there was no way to influence him, but it was because he didn't care about anything.
But it's different now, this power grabs the soft spot in Wen Jing's heart, and attacks wantonly.
Also bathed in a bit of that disgusting atmosphere, Chu Ci heard most of the words.
The fundus of his eyes was dim, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he looked sideways at the stone tablet.
"Cici, quickly pull Wen Jing out of the light, if this continues, that voice will guide Wen Jing's spiritual power... Cici? '
Cha Bai was inquiring how to solve this situation, when he saw his host let go of Wen Jing's hand, and looked at the stele with blinking eyes.
The expression is innocent and pure.
The loosened hand made Wen Jingqiang a little distracted, "Porcelain treasure?"
"Trust me?" Chu Ci blinked and looked up at Wen Jing.
The little girl asked him seriously, Wen Jing relaxed slightly, nodded, and saw Chu Ci turn around and go towards the stone tablet.
Chabai had a vague guess in his heart, 'What are you going to do, Cici? '
The head of the sect also didn't realize what was going on now. He watched Chu Ci walk up to the stele and raised his hand.
The little girl's voice was still calm.
'I'm going to smash it. '
There was a flash of light in Chu Ci's eyes, and he patted it down with his hand.