Meng Xueli covered the mirage's mouth, unable to figure out what kind of stimulation the waste beast had just received, and suddenly became more courageous: "If you get a bargain, don't run quickly, your small body is not enough for him to stick his teeth!"
He and Ji Xiao flew to the second floor, and after leaving the fire pool, the temperature in the tower dropped rapidly, and the stone steps and stone walls exuded a gloomy aura, drilling straight into the cracks of the bones.
"Perhaps the ice room."
Meng Xueli thought to himself that there were old mirages entrenched at the bottom of the tower, and there was a sea of fire burning on the first floor. According to common sense, the second floor should be more dangerous, and the guards or institutions were more stringent, so that King Baihe did not get any information.
The stone steps got narrower and narrower until they were blocked by a heavy iron gate. Ji Xiao released his divine sense to probe: "There is only one demon inside."
Meng Xueli was about to break the door, when Ji Xiao took out the key of the hyena demon soldier, pushed open the door first, and said, "Stand behind me."
As the iron door opened, the air-conditioning was blowing, mixed with a bloody smell, like rust. The mirage shuddered, and the excitement subsided.
It was pitch black behind the door, and he couldn't reach his five fingers. Meng Xueli poured his true essence into "Baiyin Time", and with a "bass" sound, the tip of the sword lit up faintly, like a burning red candle.
He swung his sword out of thin air, and where the light illuminated, there was nothing.
Suddenly, a hoarse, piercing scolding sounded in the darkness:
"The meal for your uncle, Lingshan's dead lackey, ask Lingshan to come to send his father's death! Why doesn't Lingshan come and eat his mother's snake slough at home? Is it delicious!"
Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli looked at each other.
The second-story tower was empty, and the scolding slammed into the hard stone wall, stirring back and forth, like a magic sound filling the ears, and the tide was rushing, polluting the ears of the two from all directions.
The two searched for the sound and walked in. The chill and the smell of blood became heavier, and the swearing was dirty and poisonous, full of tricks.
Ji Xiao's expression did not change, and he turned a deaf ear. Meng Xueli was slightly embarrassed, where did this crane learn so much swearing at demons? I don't know, I thought our demon clan's words were vulgar and their quality was worrying.
Meng Xueli was stunned until the light of "Bai Yin Daidai" illuminated an iron chain.
The cursing stopped abruptly, and turned into a shout and asked, "You are not demon soldiers, who are you?!"
But I saw a huge white crane crouching in the dried blood, its wings spread a full three feet, occupying half of the stone room.
More than ten iron chains stretched out from the four sides of the stone walls, the top of the floor, and the ground, passing through the crane's wings, crane feet, and crane neck, and locked the giant crane firmly. Each foot of the iron lock is as thick as an arm and covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
Those extremely cold auras were actually emanating from these chains.
The head, neck, and chest of the white crane are still intact, the wings and feathers are broken, and only thin pieces of flesh are left, which are frozen at low temperature and hang on the bones.
Meng Xueli was not expected to be so miserable and still have the strength to scold.
Ji Xiao frowned slightly, looking down at the iron lock. Meng Xueli asked through a voice transmission, "Is something wrong?"
Ji Xiao said: "Bone-piercing chain, a human instrument."
"Can you cut it off?"
Ji Xiao nodded.
Since there is a way to solve it, Meng Xueli didn't take it to heart: "Maybe there is a trade route leading to the world under the banner of Lingshan, just like 'Hengtong Juyuan'."
He was more concerned about the crane demon in front of him.
Seeing them approaching, He Yao's bloodshot eyes suddenly shot out a gleam of light, as if to see where the two came from.
Meng Xueli asked lightly, "Do you want to live or die?"
He Yao sneered hoarsely: "What if you want to live, what if you want to die?"
"If you want to die, I'll give you a treat to save you from being tortured. If you want to live, we'll cut off the piercing lock and set you free."
The crane demon didn't believe it, and sneered: "Ha, it's easy to say! This lock is a powerful magic weapon for the human race, and it has the blessing of the demon-suppressing rune. As long as you use the demon power, you will be locked in the rune and backlash..."
"Zheng!" With a crisp sound, Bai He suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, the sword wind brushed across his cheeks, and the iron lock around his neck snapped.
Bai He's expression instantly froze.
Ji Xiao calmly retracted his sword, and Meng Xueli took out a piece of tissue paper from his pocket, so that the other party could see clearly in the dim light.
"Xueshan Seal!" The crane demon was surprised, and his expression became complicated, "Are you, the subordinates of the King of Snow Mountain?"
Meng Xueli: "I have a question for you."
He took the initiative to help King Baihe save the demon, and the surface condition was a shop in Baihe City. In fact, he couldn't figure out some questions, so he could only visit the town demon tower at night to find the answer from two old generals of Lingshan.
He didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to hear.
Maybe the answer is not important, the truth is not important, because he has been reincarnated as a human, and he has become a blessing in disguise and became attached to Ji Xiao. But it's important to ask those questions, and it's important to face past failures.
This is the courage that Dao Companion gave him.
Bai He misunderstood: "It's too late."
Any big demon who sees the "Old Clan of Snow Mountain" will think that they are going to recruit troops to overthrow the new king and avenge the old king. But the old king died and the new king was like the sun, so this was doomed to fail.
Bai He said: "I will not fight for any demon king again. Let's go."
"You don't need to fight." Meng Xueli asked, "Three years ago, what happened to the King of Lingshan rebelled, and when did you start planning the rebellion, do you know?"
Bai He said solemnly: "The overall situation has been decided, is there any point in talking about this now? The King of Snow Mountain is doomed to fail. If there is no giant python, there will be other monsters!"
Although the chance to escape was in front of him, Bai He still made no excuses, not afraid of angering the "Snow Mountain Old Department", and was killed by a sword.
Meng Xueli was stunned, and Ji Xiao asked the Taoist companion, "Why?"
"Xueshan's ideal of 'all monsters are equal, and monsters do not eat monsters' does not work in the world of monsters. The big monster punishes the little monster, and the little monster serves the big monster, which is the eternal law of the monster world. I oppose Lingshan, because he Too brutal, but I don't support Snow Mountain either."
Seeing that the other party was not angry, Bai He softened his tone a little: "It was very simple at first, everyone gathered together because of the distant and beautiful idea of 'making the demon clan stronger', with a passion, looking forward to the future, and started the war between the South and the North. It was a long struggle, but in the end, the one who could secure the throne of the Demon King must be the most ruthless demon.
"Lingshan is called the queen, and they are building two major fortifications. On one side is the Demon Suppression Tower, which is terrifying and cold, so that every demon can see what will happen if they dare to resist the king of Lingshan. The other side is Fengyue City, Jiuchi Meat Forest, and Yaochi Jade Palace. , Even the little demon who has just opened up his wisdom knows what he can enjoy by doing his deeds for the King of Lingshan... Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will die. Ling Diao is indeed brave, good at fighting, lenient and kind, but when it comes to manipulating the demon's heart, Consolidating power, he is not as good as Python. So he lost. His death is hard evidence."
Meng Xueli shook his head: "You're wrong. If a hero is judged by life and death, it's not over yet."
Bai He's complexion suddenly changed, and a very absurd thought vaguely appeared in his heart: "Could it be that the King of Snow Mountain is not dead?"
However, I heard chaotic demon sounds and footsteps from the first floor. Ji Xiao shot out a sword energy, and the iron door was locked, isolating the sound and light outside the door.
Baihe: "The demon soldiers are here!"
Meng Xueli: "How do I go to the third floor?"
Baihe: "There is a flap mechanism on the top of the floor."
The two jumped up, the sword energy rushed into the sky, more than ten icy iron cables collapsed together, and the broken chains slapped the four walls with a sound like rain.
Bai He stared blankly at the broken lock, dumbfounded.
Meng Xueli lifted the white crane by the neck like a chicken cub: "Let's go together!"