Sacred Soul of Blood

Chapter 133: Inaccessible heart (27)

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"Wuluan, follow along!"

"Me?" Wuluan was puzzled for a while, "but I'm just a low-ranking servant. Wouldn't I be defiled by letting me go?" Wuluan's tone was low and weak, and he was obviously feeling inferior for his identity.

"Well, it is true, but considering that you have worked so diligently for me, I will reward you once today to open your eyes!"

"Really? I... I'm so honored! I'll take you there right away!" Wuluan rushed out of the house and rushed towards the third floor.

"Wait, how could the spirit medicine pavilion be a place where you rushed around? If you let you go, you will forget your shape, huh!" The cold face seemed to be cast into a layer of hostility.

"Ah! Yes... I'm sorry!" Wuluan stopped quickly and walked behind the boss between Qi Xue Chengfeng and Yong Qin.

Yong Qin turned his head and coldly tempered the three of them, the yin bird's face looked so disturbingly disgusting.

When he arrived at the Tianling Tower, Chengfeng felt an invisible light cut at him, as if he was about to tear his soul apart. Qi Xue looked at the painful Chengfeng, and knew that there must be possession on the door wall here. In addition to the magical creature, Chengfeng still has the blood of the demon at this time, and will naturally be attacked.

Qi Xue didn't want to see Chengfeng so uncomfortable. She held Chengfeng's arm with her eyes full of care. Just as she wanted to ask, Chengfeng covered her mouth, shook her head, and signaled her not to make any abnormal behavior. And he endured the severe pain, standing upright like an ordinary person, but the sweat falling from his forehead still couldn't hide his pain.

"Oh? Is there any discomfort with this guest?" Yong Qin asked coldly.

"Huh! What a joke!" The arrogantly disdainful tone made Qi Xue even more worried about him. She didn't want Chengfeng to be hurt.

"You go down and wait, you, a guard, don't desecrate spiritual things!" Qi Xue pretending to be rich and wealthy, screaming at Chengfeng as if he were a servant.

Chengfeng's eyes were cold and he closed slightly. His face seemed to be covered with a chill, "Since I am your guard, I naturally dare not leave the lady for half a step. I can't guarantee that these people will not do anything bad to the lady. "

When Qixue was about to say something, she looked back at Chengfeng’s cold blood-red eyes, and suddenly she didn’t dare to say anything, but he said he wanted to stay by his side to protect her. Although she didn’t want to, she could do this, even if she stepped in. It’s purgatory, and that doesn’t matter.

A shrine is enshrined at the end of the corridor, but there are no Buddha statues or immortals in the niche, but only an incense burner made of gold. Boss Yong picked up the small golden hammer placed aside and tapped it four times on the top of the incense burner. The rhythm of the four times was inconsistent. It seemed that the voice was judged by the frequency and strength.

The guard is really deep, then you can imagine it inside.

The first one who came out was a guard with a long sword hanging around his waist. The guard was tall and thin. His long hair was tied up with a black ribbon, and his long black robe was dark in color. He looked sharply at Qi Xue and Cheng Fengji. People, "Oh? Come to buy customers again? Hey!" His two sneers did not know whether he saw through the visitors or dismissed them, "So, is this time enough money?"