[Qinchuan is dead, and the monk enters the game. ]
Meng Jiaqi sent the spirit pigeon to the sky, and after standing silently mourning his good colleague Qinchuan for a while, he returned to Ning Ning and He Zhizhou with a face full of vicissitudes.
The two of them traveled all the way, and after entering the city of Garan, they had to face all kinds of murderous intentions lurking in the dark. Therefore, the priority is not to rush forward like a stunned young man, but to eat something to fill the stomach first.
Meng Jiaqi left for a long while on the grounds of "wanting to be alone", and when he came back, he could smell the smell of roasted sweet potatoes and roasted meat.
Sweet potatoes are sweet and mellow, and the unknown meat pieces Ningning strung on a wooden stick exudes a natural meat aroma. At this time, there is a faint smell of fireworks, which makes her heart-wrenching heart move. He swallowed quietly.
"Will the monk also eat?"
Meng Jiaqi looked like a naive woman, stepped forward and asked, "I heard that Xianmen disciples all need to indulge in fasting, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and usually do not touch mortal food."
"Bigu? Occasionally when I was in the Xuanxu faction."
He Zhizhou was peeling the sweet potato, and he was hot enough to take a breath. Hearing the words, he looked up at her very quickly: "But that's because the food in the cafeteria is expensive and unpalatable! Now we are finally going to the next mountain, who can resist. What about the temptation to live in delicious food? Heaven, earth and aura go to him, the enjoyment on the tongue is the most comfortable."
Heaven and Earth Reiki... Go to him
This man is definitely not normal.
The monks often do whatever they can in order to gain the Tao and become immortals, vying for the secret treasures of opportunity, oil and salt not entering the grain, and even wielding a knife from the palace. He bluntly put aside the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can be called out of place and extremely weird.
"Miss Meng, I'll give you this piece of meat."
Ning Ning handed her the wooden skewer in his hand: "We are in a hurry to go out, we didn't bring much material reserves, and there is not much meat, please forgive me."
Meng Jiaqi was very involved in the play, and smiled flatly: "Thank you! It is already a great kindness for the two of you to save me from the murderer."
After she said that, she took the meat skewer and took a bite like a real lady from a good family.
Ning Ning is right, their meat reserves are indeed very small. This string of meat is light, thin and small, but after being roasted, the rich aroma of oil in the body has been stimulated to the greatest extent, and the taste is not bad.
Meng Jiaqi chewed it for a long time and heard Ning Ning say again, "Miss Meng, how does it taste?"
She said honestly: "Very good. What kind of meat is this? It tastes amazing."
The moment these words fell, Ning Ning looked at her and rolled her eyes.
Almost instinctively, Meng Jiaqi felt a chill down his spine.
She had a bad premonition.
Before she was sufficiently mentally prepared, she heard the well-behaved and beautiful little girl smile lowly.
Then a few words popped out of his throat, like a devil whispering: "It's bird meat. Judging from the appearance of that bird before it was alive, it should be a pigeon, right?"
bird meat.
Pigeon.
Meng Jiaqi had a heart attack.
—Isn’t this the spirit dove she released! ! !
Ling Dove, you died so greedy, oh no, so cruel! ! !
He Zhizhou was obsessed with roasting sweet potatoes, and he took the time to nod his head: "The bird was snow-white, and it flew over my head in a flash. You can eat it, who cares what it is - Miss Meng also thinks it tastes good."
Meng Jiaqi glanced at the piece of meat that had been devoured by himself, and all the smiles solidified on his face.
She felt that she would never get better.
However, Ning Ning didn't seem to notice that her expression was wrong, and still added sincerely: "We also found a note on its leg, which is full of dense characters, it should be the monsters in this city communicating with each other. .It's a pity that those characters are not common scripts, and we can't understand their meaning."
Meng Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief.
The monsters in Jialan City have their own writing system, which is absolutely incomprehensible to ordinary humans. If the two of them understood the meaning of the letter, she would definitely not be able to go around.
"We went down the mountain this time, we thought it was some daring monster who took the people's essence and then absconded to hide here. But according to my observation, the text on the letter is exactly the same as the font on the stone tablet in Jialan City, it should be from the city. It was written by the survivors, and the carrier pigeons that passed the book appeared—"
Ning Ning thought for a moment, then said slowly: "That means there is more than one monster in the city, and it is very likely that it is closely related to this ancient city that has been lost for a century."
exactly.
Meng Jiaqi thought that she was not a formal straw bag, but her heart trembled when she heard this, and she clenched her skirt quietly. While holding her breath, she heard Ning Ning's voice again: "Miss Meng grew up in a nearby city, have you ever heard the rumors about Jialan City?"
"...I heard my father mentioned the legend of Garan City."
She was walking on thin ice, so she could only grit her teeth and play the trick to the end: "It is rumored that this city was once brilliant, and it was a place of bliss for the demon clan, but for some unknown reason, a flood flooded the entire city." He Zhizhou said curiously: " Flood from the sky? Why?"
A fleeting hatred flashed in the woman's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a flattering smile: "How could Jiaqi know what happened more than 300 years ago? This question is really impossible to answer."
"I've also heard that the young city lord back then was one of the best geniuses among demon cultivators."
Ning Ning said this with a bit of gossip, and added a little regret at the end: "It's a pity that such a wonderful person is buried at the bottom of the lake - but thinking about it carefully, who can create a barrier for the city of Jialan to resist the flood. , it should be only him, right?"
He Zhizhou raised his eyes to look at the huge barrier above his head, and saw the gurgling water, glowing like jade, and occasionally fish swam past the barrier, causing heart-wrenching ripples.
The lake outside the barrier and the hazy mist in the barrier reflected the dim light, and he was fascinated by it, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "It will definitely take a lot of spiritual energy to resist such a turbulent wave - he can hold it up. ?"
"Who knows."
Ning Ning stood up from the ground and glanced at the Yuyu Qiong Building in the west.
The original book only told her very roughly that the young city master of Jialan tried his best to cultivate himself in order to resist the flood. However, there was no mention of the source of the flood and the final outcome of the city of Galan.
It only wrote a general story. The male protagonist, Pei Ji, went all the way, and finally killed the elder who was in the center of the city. As for the young city lord who has been foreshadowing for a long time, he did not appear from the beginning to the end.
No end, no end, weird.
What's more... Ever since the incident of the ancient wood forest sea, Ning Ning inevitably questioned the original work-
It seems that there is always something that can't be seen or touched, hidden in an extremely obscure way, deliberately not let her know.
It was also after that that Ning Ning began to think seriously for the first time. What was the real purpose of the system selecting her to play the role of a vicious female supporting role
But she couldn't understand.
"The person who held you hostage told us to go all the way west."
Ning Ning picked up the star-marked sword and smiled, no longer thinking about other things: "As long as you go to the end, you will definitely find something."
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Coming.
The darkness in Meng Jiaqi's eyes suddenly increased, and the corner of his mouth quietly evoked an indiscernible arc.
The elders sent her to serve as an undercover agent, and naturally they had the intention to lead these cultivators to their death.
Since the inhabitants of the city gradually woke up, in order to prevent the invasion of outsiders, a lot of magic formations were specially set up in the city of Garan. And what they are about to arrive at is one of the most dangerous of them all.
Ten killing formations.
As the name implies, it is to first trap the entrants in a space through blindfolding and illusion, and the formation is full of dangers. If you take a wrong step, you will encounter disasters that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
Meng Jiaqi smiled after a long absence.
She only needs to bring the two people around her into the battle, point them out a wrong way, and when they go astray, disappear without knowing it—
No one would notice when a woman at the end of the line disappeared.
The ten-party killing formation is approaching.
"Strange, why is it foggy here?"
He Zhizhou said with a frown, raised his head and sniffed the air: "There is still a scent... Is this a fascination or an incense?"
Ning Ning held her breath and looked around.
The misty white mist gradually grows from all directions, like a ghost without a body, clinging faintly between the wall and the cracks in the ground. The shadows of houses and trees are thick and pitch-black, blending with the fog, giving it a somewhat terrifying feeling.
An unknown aroma lingered on the tip of her nose. She didn't dare to smell it, and she focused on the changes around her.
"This, what is this?"
Meng Jiaqi cried out shiveringly, and hugged He Zhizhou's arm beside him.
I didn't expect that fellow to be so timid, he thought he was being haunted by a female ghost, he immediately froze with round eyes, let out a scream that was even more ghostly than her, and then raised his arm abruptly, She pushed aside hard.
Meng Jiaqi fell to the ground like a ping pong ball that popped out.
"sorry Sorry!"
He Zhizhou blushed, took a few steps forward and pulled her right hand up. Unexpectedly, he heard Meng Jiaqi's scream again: "Don't! Dislocated, dislocated! Hiss!"
He couldn't move at all.
Meng Jiaqi was so angry that he wanted to slash these two bastards with a thousand swords on the spot, but because of the plan, he had to smile and swallow his voice: "No problem."
- It's okay to be a big head! It hurts her to death, okay
The theater in her mind has changed from "an undercover self-cultivation" to "a guide to baking skewers", and she even began to seriously think about how to marinate this scum to be the most delicious.
Now they were in battle, and she knew which way would be fatal. As long as rhetoric coaxes the two of them to walk in, everything will be done.
Meng Jiaqi held back the anger in his heart and was about to speak out, but when he saw Ning Ning's eyes light up, he called out softly, "Pei Ji!"
... Pei Ji? Who is Pei Ji
She raised her head in embarrassment, bumping into a pair of cold, pitch-black pupils.
Compared with Ning Ning and the others, Pei Ji's situation is worse.
The long sword in his hand has long been unsheathed, and the scarlet bloodstains converged into a small river along the edge, and then slowly fell on the ground drop by drop. As for the blood stains on the face and the back of the hands, the dark red marks that dried up into sputtering, against the pale and thin face, showed a bit of sinister temperament.
Like a wind with a bloody smell, and like a lone wolf who has just experienced a fight.
In short, he doesn't look like a decent disciple of Qingfeng Jiyue, who looks murderous.
When he saw Meng Jiaqi, the young man who was called "Pei Ji" looked stunned, and the long sword in his hand made a humming sound.
Subconsciously, she felt a killing intent.
"Don't, don't! Don't get excited!"
Ning Ning understood that he saw Meng Jiaqi's difference, and quickly used voice transmission to secretly poke him, roughly summed up the woman's identity and purpose, and finally told him succinctly: "Now only she knows the exit of the formation, if you want to go out , we have to keep Meng Jiaqi."
After her voice transmission, she coughed lightly and pulled La Meng Jiaqi's sleeve: "Miss Meng, that's my junior brother Pei Ji; little junior brother, this Miss Meng Jiaqi lives in a nearby city and accidentally fell here, we can help if you can. Help - what's with the blood on your body?"
After speaking, she couldn't help thinking, strange, how did she meet Pei Ji here, was this place described in the original book
And Pei Ji's appearance at this moment is completely different from the original book, Ning Ning remembered that he should have cleared the customs without injury, instead of being splattered with blood.
"This is the ten-party killing formation."
The hostility in Pei Ji's eyes dimmed quietly, and said in a low voice: "There are murderous intentions in all directions, and almost every road has hidden weapons, puppets, illusions and remnants of beasts. If you want to leave, in addition to disbanding, there are other a way."
No way.
Meng Jiaqi's heart froze for a moment.
- No one would want to try the second way.
She looked at Pei Ji again with a complicated expression.
He was dressed in black, and he couldn't see much blood stains, but the wounds on his cheeks and arms clearly indicated that he must have experienced several hard battles.
At the same time, the clear voice of the young man came to her ears, making her spine shiver uncontrollably: "You only need to kill to stop killing, to kill to break through the formation, and to kill all the murderous intentions in all directions, and then you can successfully escape."
Just
With so many life-threatening levels, you have taken these two words directly in one stroke
And he did.
Meng Jiaqi cursed inwardly.
Alright, Xuanxujian sent her to meet three people so far.
A fool, a liar, and now a complete lunatic.
What to kill to stop killing, what to kill to break the formation.
- Even a magician wouldn't say that! Do you know the concept of Shifang Killing Array? Every move is a dead end, and there are deadly things in all directions.
However, this kid wants to tell those dormant murderers, I'm sorry, you are all surrounded by me
As expected of your sword cultivators, you really tell her with actions all the time that there are surprises everywhere in life.
Meng Jiaqi was shocked when he heard it, but Ning Ning frowned and took a few steps closer to him, stuffing Pei Ji with a handkerchief: "Quickly wipe the blood. Do you want one to hit ten? How can you do that? What if there is an accident? There is no one to take care of in such a big place, you-"
After a pause, he added with a stern face: "I'm not worried about you, just because if something happens to you, Master must scold me."
Pei Ji didn't look away from her. She wanted to reach out to take it, but she noticed that her fingertips were wet.
- He fought desperately to break out of the siege, and his palms were already covered in blood.
He has always had a straightforward temperament, and he can make decisions without hesitation whether he draws a sword or eliminates demons. But somehow, at this moment, there was a little hesitation, and the fingertips moved slightly, landing heavily on the thin black clothes.
Seeing that he didn't move, Ning Ning subconsciously looked down at Pei Ji's empty left hand, only to see him quietly wiping his fingers, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"This is originally for you to wipe blood, where did you get so much attention?"
She didn't expect this man to have so much thought, raised his arm with a handkerchief, and wiped a trace of blood on his side face.
The snow-white handkerchief was stained with rich red, the boy's breath stagnated, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Look, now it's bloodied too."
Seeing that the blood on Pei Ji's face was spread by himself, like a cat with a smudged face, Ning Ning grabbed his left hand with one hand and put the handkerchief on him with the other: "Wipe it yourself."
Meng Jiaqi listened anxiously to what they said, and finally said in a low voice: "No, it doesn't have to be so troublesome to kill and break the formation."
This new kid is like a mad dog. If he is allowed to run around, he may stumble into the right exit by mistake.
Therefore, she decided to do it first, and directly told them the path of death after entering: "I once learned Qimen Dunjia and Bagua Fengshui from my grandfather, and I can barely solve some formations... I observed this formation. There is only one exit."
She pointed to an inconspicuous alley in the street, and said firmly: "This is it."
He Zhizhou was dubious: "Are you sure?"
"If not, as Mr. Pei said, we will go through five barriers and kill six generals all the way to kill a bloody road, can't we also escape from the formation?"
Meng Jiaqi responded without hesitation: "The three are all elite disciples of the sect. With you here, you shouldn't be stumped by the spirits of the organs in the formation, right?"
Well, the next step is to wait for you to enter the urn.
Decent disciples have high self-esteem, and as long as they are slightly provoked, they will inevitably follow her words in a feverish manner. What's more, they currently have no other way but to listen to her lies.
At that time, she will follow at the end of the team and leave quietly without saying a word, and this group of people will surely die.
"There seems to be no other way."
Ning Ning looked around and saw that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the roar of the wind and the heavy murmur of the beast could be heard faintly in his ears. Presumably, the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous the situation would be.
Meng Jiaqi held back a smile and nodded, listening to her continue: "Then please trouble Miss Meng, and walk in the front to clear the way for us."
Meng Jiaqi:
Meng Jiaqi: ? ?
Wait, what is this girl talking about
If you let her lead the way, how could she take the opportunity to escape according to the original plan? As disciples of the dignified Xuanxu Sword Sect, do you want to let an ordinary little girl take risks and act as a human shield in the front
This is too unreasonable to play cards!
Meng Jiaqi gritted his teeth, showing weakness in a soft voice: "But it's dangerous to walk first, I'm afraid."
Ning Ning answered as a matter of course: "It is because we are worried about you that we have to follow behind Miss Meng to make sure you are safe enough."
"This, this is not right."
Meng Jiaqi laughed bitterly: "The ten-party killing formation is extremely dangerous. If I come to lead the battle, what if I encounter some monster... Then what should I do?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the clanging sound of a long sword being sheathed beside her.
The black-clothed boy seemed to be smiling, but the tears in his eyes were stained with layers of blood, as if he could faint a gloomy death in his eyes: "Now that the girl is under our control, I'm afraid there is no reason to bargain."
Meng Jiaqi: …
Almost forgot about this thorn.
Ning Ning is only a smiling tiger and a black lotus, and it is difficult to see what thoughts are hidden under her smiling face, but this one is completely different from her.
Pei Ji was so bad and flamboyant, so cold, so fierce.
There was ridicule in his eyes, and with this cold line, he was simply telling her: "I'm not a good person."
- But you are neither a demon nor a demon, you are a decent disciple of a famous family!
Is this something decent can do
Ning Ning glanced at him and sighed: "Junior brother, don't scare Miss Meng. As a weak woman, she must have been frightened long ago when she was alone in such a dangerous situation. When I comfort her, Miss Meng will definitely Understand our good intentions."
Pei Ji was very knowledgeable, and looked at her with a cold face: "She is obsessed, and it is useless to keep it."
Meng Jiaqi's mouth twitched.
Don't think that she can't see that the two are singing a red face and a white face! You are indeed worthy of being a teacher from the same school, and you have even cooperated!
It can be learned from the sky. Before receiving the task of undercover, Meng Jiaqi had imagined his majestic exit countless times, and how the group of monks would be furious when they found out that they had been tricked.
But now three Jindan monks shamelessly force innocent girls to act as human shields, who is the villain? !
Ning Ning saw her face turn blue and white for a while, and immediately understood that Meng Jiaqi was referring to a dead end with no return.
This is her biggest intention to keep Meng Jiaqi by her side.
Among the four, she is the only one who knows the city of Garan like the back of her hand. Once she encounters the mechanism formation like now, Meng Jiaqi will not be able to personally step into a dead end. As long as she presses hard, she will be able to tell the correct path when she has to. .
"Don't be afraid, Miss Meng, I've already figured out a way back for you."
Ning Ning quietly drew an X on this alley in her heart and comforted her softly: "If you encounter danger, you can escape to a remote and dull corner, arrange your clothes and lie down quietly, so that Come-"
Meng Jiaqi's sanity was running low, and he reluctantly replied at the edge of the broken pot: "In this way, the monster will think that I am dead? But no one will believe this kind of trick, right?"
"Who said it was a blindfold?"
Ning Ning looked at her very sincerely and explained earnestly: "I mean, if Miss Meng dies like this, her body won't rot and stink too quickly, and she can still look a little more beautiful - girls, they are all Pursing beauty."
Meng Jiaqi: …
Meng Jiaqi's face twisted into a twist.
Sad twist.
- She can understand that no matter what people say, their Jianxiu will not say a word. What did she do in her last life to meet these birdmen with broken wings
Meng Jiaqi was exhausted physically and mentally from being tossed, and really wanted to shout and get out of here.
But what can she do.
Here is a fool with an abnormal mind, a smiling tiger with a dejected conscience, and a murderous god full of rage, all staring at her, bewildered on all sides.
She could only take a deep breath and forced a smile in her trembling voice: "Miss Ning, are all beautiful women as cruel as you? How can you say such inhuman words from such a beautiful mouth!"