Murong Yu suddenly swooped up, swiping the soft sword quickly, the silver-white sword light soared rapidly, weaving densely into a larger and larger web of light. Afterimages shuttled through the flames, appearing and disappearing like ghosts. In the end, he slashed down in the air, and the white sword energy surged like a hurricane, engulfed in a destructive aura, swallowing the sky and the sun.
The heaven and the earth have the same longevity, covering the sky and covering the sun; not afraid of life and death, invincible.
At this moment, those ferocious flames fell to the ground one after another, and in a blink of an eye the ground was covered with black dust.
Murong Ci flew down from his shoulder lightly, ecstatic, "We have broken through the third hall."
He smiled happily, pampering her a bit, then hugged her and they were still alive, they fought side by side and passed through, the feeling of embracing was really good.
She couldn't help reaching out to hug him, forgetting their identities, the gap between them that couldn't be filled, and her mission and responsibility. At this moment, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart.
It wasn't long before she realized that she was overjoyed and hugged him tightly.
She pushed him away in embarrassment, but Murong Yu didn't take it seriously. At this moment, a reminder sounded in the air: let them go north to the fourth hall.
Next, the difficulty of breaking through the level increased step by step. Fortunately, they cooperated seamlessly and cooperated tacitly, and every time there was no danger. But in the eighth hall, he was injured.
In order to save her, his left arm was injured and he bled a lot.
"Will it be poisonous"
Murong Ci asked worriedly, poured the wound medicine on the wound, and then bandaged him.
He said in a low voice: "The wound has not turned black, and it is not poisonous."
If he hadn't rushed to save her in time, she would have been injured. At this moment, her heart seemed to be roasted by flames, so hot, so hot that her heart seemed to be melting.
"Does it hurt?" she asked softly.
"A little bit." Before Murong Yu finished speaking, he grabbed her wrist.
She was squatting obliquely behind him, but she couldn't guard against his sudden pull, and she fell into his arms following his strength. He embraced her accurately, and she fell on her back on her lap, between her arms, staring at him blankly, her heart fluttering.
He smiled softly, "If you make it up, it won't hurt."
Murong Ci stood up in embarrassment, and he quickly planted a kiss on her cheek, her white snowy cheeks immediately flew into the clouds, charming and seductive.
He stood up and held her catkin, "Ninth Hall, let's go."
She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't break free after all.
The bronze gate of the ninth hall was open to welcome them. They were already familiar with the same hall, so they didn't ask any questions. It's just that the difficulty of this last hall must be very high, and it should be unexpected and unexpected.
After waiting for a long time, the hall was still dead silent.
"It's been so long, why hasn't Baihualou made a move?" She didn't dare to slack off, worried that the other party would attack suddenly.
"Be patient." Murong Yu slanted his lips playfully, "Perhaps the host has come up with a trick to attack his heart."
Murong Ci also thought of this, the longer they were made to wait, the more anxious they became. When Baihualou makes another move, they will be in a state of confusion.
He looked around vigilantly, suddenly felt a little weird, and was about to remind her, but she disappeared
"A Ci A Ci"
He looked around eagerly, but the hall was empty, so there was no sign of her
How could it be that the owner of Baihualou took her away
No, no one can take people away from under his nose
This must be a blindfold
Murong Yu was anxious and called out loudly, but the only answer was his own echo.
Suddenly, he saw a person swooping down with a soft sword in his hand, with a thunderous aura, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.
The opponent's speed was unimaginably fast, and his internal strength was deep. This thorn brought about a whirlwind that devoured everything, as if it wanted to swallow him.
He nimbly dodged to dodge, and when he saw the other party clearly, he couldn't help being shocked: How could this happen
The one who assassinated him turned out to be himself
It's another Murong Yu
too weird
He naturally knew that the other party was a fake, so he tried his best to deal with the other party's fierce and terrifying assassination.
At this time, Murong Ci also encountered the same situation.
How could there be another self to assassinate her? What is the situation
She anxiously called Murong Yu, but no one answered him. where did he go
What shocked her was that the other self who assassinated her had exactly the same martial arts, the same moves, and the same level of internal strength.
She couldn't figure it out, but the current dangerous situation left her no time to think about it, as if the other party hated her very much because of his deadly moves.
Fortunately, she was familiar with her own martial arts, otherwise she would have been injured.
The other party was domineering, with tricky moves, his bright and familiar brows were full of vicious and murderous intent, and his face was icy cold and frightening.
She was so tired of dealing with it that she couldn't help being in a trance, which one was the real her
If the other party is the real her, then
If she wounded or killed herself, wouldn't she be dead
Thinking of this, her defense became weaker and weaker. The tip of the sword flew swiftly like a vicious little snake, biting her neck.
Murong Ci was taken aback, and hastily rolled to the ground to avoid the fatal blow.
The opponent stabbed again, rolling up thousands of layers of waves and thousands of layers of snow, surging like a thunderstorm. She quickly calmed down, if she didn't concentrate on coping, she would be killed by the other party.
Next, she is no longer in a trance, and no longer doubts whether she is real or fake. She has perception and memory, which is the real her.
This other self's assassination of her may be the main purpose of the Ninth Hall's breakthrough. No one will kill him ruthlessly, for fear of accidentally hurting himself.
Then, only by ruthlessly killing yourself can you successfully break through the level.
This is the paradox and horror of the Ninth Temple.
Because few people in the world can truly kill themselves ruthlessly.
With this in mind, Murong Ci focused on fighting.
After dozens of moves, she found that the opponent's killing moves were all spawned by the illusion of her thoughts, and they were a little bit slower than hers.
She used her tricks without any scruples, not only quickly, but also continuously, like rivers and rivers flowing east and west. Suddenly, she raised her sword and stabbed at her body. The other party didn't expect such a move and wanted to stop it, but it was too late for the other party to stab her body with the sword. In an instant, the man disappeared.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and her limbs suddenly softened.
"A Ci A Ci"
Hearing the familiar cry, she turned around quickly, but fell into a warm and thick chest, which she couldn't push away like cast iron.
Murong Yu hugged her tightly, as if he lost it and found it again, rubbing his cheek against her cheek, with infinite tenderness.
In this iron wall, she couldn't push it away no matter what, and said in a low voice: "What happened just now?"
"The Ninth Palace is really extraordinary, and you can only pass the test by killing yourself." His big hand stroked her back, reluctant to let her go.
"I thought so too, that's why I killed myself." She jumped with joy in her heart, it seemed that her mind was no worse than his.
"The landlord of Baihualou is really different from ordinary people. He set up such a terrible test. No matter how cruel and ruthless people in the world are, they will not be so cruel that they kill themselves. Perhaps in the eyes of the landlord, only killing oneself is the real cruelty." Fierce."
God knows how scared he was just now, what will happen to him if he never sees her again.
He will destroy Baihualou and hang, beat and flog everyone in Baihualou, day and night
Murong Ci always felt a pair of eyes watching them, and pushed him away in embarrassment, "It was just an illusion just now, but how did the landlord make us have an illusion?"
"It should be an illusion. What we see is an illusion, or our own hallucination." He explained, "This hall is filled with a charming poisonous gas, colorless, odorless, very strong, and we have hallucinations."
"What is so poisonous?"
"It should be extracted from Datura and developed with other poisons. Let's go.
The bronze door opened with a loud bang, and Murong Yu took her little hand and walked north.
In the tenth hall, the main hall is still empty. In the center of the north is a large gilt carved chair. The back and armrests are carved with auspicious clouds and twining snow lotus. It is glittering and magnificent. A woman is leaning on the carved chair, lying on her side in a graceful and enchanting posture, her curves are exposed, her exquisite and protruding body is covered by snow-white soft gauze, and the creamy white skin is covered by milky white smoke, pure and flawless yet Tease people's heart fire.
It was a beautiful and refined face with a bit of coquettish and lovely face, and the brows were as cold as the clear water in late autumn.
"Young lady is the owner of Baihua Building" Murong Yu asked straight to the point.
"The two of you are really outstanding in martial arts, and even broke through the nine-storey flower palace." The eyebrows of the white-gauze woman moved smartly, and her winking eyes were so seductive, "There is no one in this world who can break through four levels in a row. The two are the first!" people."
"Baihualou is nothing more than this." Murong Ci sneered mockingly.
"What's your business, you two trespassing on my Baihua Building?" The woman in white gauze didn't take it seriously, she still winked charmingly at Murong Yu, trying her best to seduce her.
"Baihualou committed a shocking crime in the capital and killed so many innocent people, you, the owner of the building, still ask me what I do," Murong Ci sneered.
"Isn't it just killing a few people? It's worth your fuss to come to Baihualou." The woman in white gauze changed her posture neatly, which was more revealing, attracting the man's inquiring gaze. She suddenly laughed inscrutablely, and stared at Murong Yu, "But it's a good time for you to come. As long as you are willing to stay with me for three days and three nights, I will give you an explanation."
Murong Ci looked sideways at him with a half-smile, heh, that's really interesting.
Murong Yu said beautifully, "The landlord wants to throw himself into his arms, but it's a pity that this king's arms are only open to the woman he likes."
She was slightly embarrassed, but felt relieved that he knew how to speak.
The woman in white gauze giggled coquettishly, "Yu Wang is really infatuated with the women around him. I don't know if she is your confidante, which family's lady is it?"
Murong Ci raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "You have no right to know my identity."
The woman in white gauze smiled meaningfully, "For this master, there are no secrets under the sun."