There are two sunny rooms on the left, but the doors are closed. It can be clearly distinguished that the protective mana above is integrated with the protective mana in this space. In other words, these two doors are not connected.
may be opened.
Lang Xing didn't have time to delay, turned around and walked towards the room on the right side of the hall. There was only one large room here and the door was open.
As soon as he reached the door, Lang Xing's body suddenly froze, and his hair almost stood on end.
There was a beautiful woman in the room wearing a light green dress with a smile like a flower!
How is this possible?! He has been using his magical power all the time. If there is a living thing within a thousand miles, there is no way to escape. How could this woman get so close to him without him noticing?
A place so far away?! What kind of cultivation is this?!
In extreme shock, Lang Xing stood there dumbly. Facing such an expert, he couldn't even muster the courage to escape, let alone attack them.
"Ho... ho..." Yuan Qing struggled, making a suffocating sound in his throat. Lang Xing involuntarily grasped his hands in panic, strangling his throat until it was almost broken.
After a moment of sluggishness, Lang Xing shuddered, and his straight eyes gradually started to move, because he found that the woman didn't move at all as if she was frozen, but he also seemed to be frozen, and his legs were stiff.
He couldn't move because this woman was too weird. She looked like a living person, but he still couldn't sense her existence with his mind and supernatural powers. To say that she was not a living person, the look in her eyes was shining.
But it is very vivid, and it is impossible for the eyes of a dead person to have such a look.
"How could this happen?" Lang Xing stared at the woman standing in the center of the room and asked Yuan Qing, his voice trembling a little because he was still in shock.
"Don't get close to her, it will trigger a trap." Yuan Qing's tone was obviously anxious and uneasy.
Lang Xing glanced at the table in front of the woman, and then tightened his grip on Yuan Qing's throat. Now he was becoming more and more disgusted with this person who told lies. There were two tables in the room.
, one is placed on the east side, which should be the original furnishings in this room, while the woman and the table in front of her are in the center of the room. There are no fruits on this table and the tea set on it.
The thing that protects mana is obviously a foreign object, and it seems that people must come here to sit there often. That person is probably Yuan Qing.
Yuan Qing was pinched so much that she started to struggle again, which made Lang Xing feel a little happy. He slowly walked into the room, turned to a few cases, and looked at the woman.
The house faces north and south, and the woman stands facing the west. She looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, big eyes, white teeth and red lips. Her skin is as good as snow, and she is full of youthful agility. She looks like she has just arrived.
She smiled brightly like a flower as if she had heard something ridiculous. Her left hand hung down by her body, pinching the orchid fingers and holding a light green hosta. She raised her right hand to her chest to cover her smile with white teeth.
The woman smiled brightly and brightly, but Lang Xing's heart was filled with chills. If this woman were a living person, her life would have been taken away at the moment when she was smiling the happiest. How cruel this is! Look!
Looking at the woman's eyes full of smiles and affection, Lang Xing could almost conclude that she was a living person, a dead person.
"Say..." Langxing looked at the girl, with a fierce light born of regret and compassion in his eyes. He pinched Yuanqing's neck with one hand, grabbed Yuanqing's wrist with the other, and twisted hard, making the broken bones touch each other.
The friction made a cracking sound.
"Ho...ah..." Yuan Qing
He howled in pain, but his throat was tightly squeezed so that he could only make inarticulate sounds. Drops of cold sweat ran down his chin, and the tips of his hair dripped onto the desk.
"Tell me, how did this happen!" Lang Xing squeezed out these words through his teeth and slightly loosened the hand holding his throat.
"Don't touch her...please..." Yuanqing gasped and begged.
Lang Xing made a gesture as if he was going to hit the woman, and threatened in a cold voice, "Say it quickly!"
"She is that senior's lover, please don't do this!" Yuan Qing's voice was filled with tears.
This sentence made Lang Xing frown. He could sense that Yuan Qing's care for this woman was sincere. Could it be that things were not what he thought?
"How did she die?" Langxing asked as he carried Yuanqing and walked out of the house. The most important thing now was to find a way out, or a way to deal with the old man. Although he wanted to kill the woman
Things are clear, but now is obviously not the time.
Yuan Qing shut her mouth tightly again, with a look of despair in her eyes.
Lang Xing did not continue to ask, and rushed up to the second floor with a sullen face. The layout of the second floor was the same as the first floor. He walked straight to the big room on the right, and when he saw another beautiful woman sitting here,
A few cases later, the coldness that had just dissipated in my heart came back.
The woman sitting behind a few desks is playing with a bright yellow flute in her hand. Her white jade fingers complement the moist jade flute. What is more moving than this is her pretty face with the beginning of a smile, and the corners of her mouth.
There was indescribable joy and passion on her eyebrows, and she looked like she was joking with her lover who was sitting across from her.
"Is this his lover too?!" he asked Yuanqing through gritted teeth.
Yuan Qing's voice became calmer this time, "This involves a secret that I cannot reveal. No matter how you torture me, I will not tell it."
Lang Xing had no time to talk nonsense with him, so he turned around and went up to the third floor. Just like the first two floors, there was also a woman on the third floor. This woman was lying naked on the bed, looking like she was just waking up from a spring sleep, holding her cheek in her hand.
She raised her upper body half up, with a lazy and carefree attitude, as if she was looking at her lover affectionately. Only her waist and abdomen were covered with a thin gauze, and the spring scenery was very attractive and charming.
Langxing glanced at the woman, then at the table placed in front of the bed. Without saying anything, he frowned and went up to the fourth floor. There were three women in the room on the fourth floor. They were placed side by side.
In front of a table, one was dancing gracefully, the other was frowning and thinking, and the third one, known to Langxing, was none other than Fairy Fanzhi who had abandoned her Taoist friend Mingxuan and followed Yuanqing.
Fairy Fanzhi was still wearing the same snow-white dress with red patterns, her mouth was slightly curled, her beautiful eyes were flying sideways, her playful yet elegant posture was really touching, and she seemed to be expressing her disdain for what her lover said.
, my heart is full of sweetness and joy, which is beyond words.
Langxing silently went up to the fifth floor with mixed emotions. The room on the fifth floor was empty, and he couldn't find anything suspicious. It seemed that there was no passage out of the secret realm.
Returning to the room on the fourth floor, Langxing looked at Fairy Fanzhi and said coldly to Yuan Qing, "Tell me again, is that old man from your Zuiqing Palace?"
Yuan Qing gritted her teeth and said not a word. He knew very well that if he continued to deny it now, he would be rewarded with severe torture.
"Killing them at the most touching moment is your hobby, or is it a practice method of Zuiqing Palace? Are you the cause of all the women in this building?" Lang Xing started to twist Yuanqing's head again.
Two broken arms. There are two sunny rooms on the left, but the doors are closed. It can be clearly distinguished that the protective magic above is integrated with the protective magic in this space. In other words, this
It is impossible to open both doors.
Lang Xing didn't have time to delay, turned around and walked towards the room on the right side of the hall. There was only one large room here and the door was open.
As soon as he reached the door, Lang Xing's body suddenly froze, and his hair almost stood on end.
There was a beautiful woman in the room wearing a light green dress with a smile like a flower!
How is this possible?! He has been using his magical power all the time. If there is a living thing within a thousand miles, there is no way to escape. How could this woman get so close to him without him noticing?
A place so far away?! What kind of cultivation is this?!
In extreme shock, Lang Xing stood there dumbly. Facing such an expert, he couldn't even muster the courage to escape, let alone attack them. .??.
"Ho... ho..." Yuan Qing struggled, making a suffocating sound in his throat. Lang Xing involuntarily grasped his hands in panic, strangling his throat until it was almost broken.
After a moment of sluggishness, Lang Xing shuddered, and his straight eyes gradually started to move, because he found that the woman didn't move at all as if she was frozen, but he also seemed to be frozen, and his legs were stiff.
He couldn't move because this woman was too weird. She looked like a living person, but he still couldn't sense her existence with his mind and supernatural powers. To say that she was not a living person, the look in her eyes was shining.
But it is very vivid, and it is impossible for the eyes of a dead person to have such a look.
"How could this happen?" Lang Xing stared at the woman standing in the center of the room and asked Yuan Qing, his voice trembling a little because he was still in shock.
"Don't get close to her, it will trigger a trap." Yuan Qing's tone was obviously anxious and uneasy.
Lang Xing glanced at the table in front of the woman, and then tightened his grip on Yuan Qing's throat. Now he was becoming more and more disgusted with this person who told lies. There were two tables in the room.
, one is placed on the east side, which should be the original furnishings in this room, while the woman and the table in front of her are in the center of the room. There are no fruits on this table and the tea set on it.
The thing that protects mana is obviously a foreign object, and it seems that people must come here to sit there often. That person is probably Yuan Qing.
Yuan Qing was pinched so much that she started to struggle again, which made Lang Xing feel a little happy. He slowly walked into the room, turned to a few cases, and looked at the woman.
The house faces north and south, and the woman stands facing the west. She looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, big eyes, white teeth and red lips. Her skin is as good as snow, and she is full of youthful agility. She looks like she has just arrived.
She smiled brightly like a flower as if she had heard something ridiculous. Her left hand hung down by her body, pinching the orchid fingers and holding a light green hosta. She raised her right hand to her chest to cover her smile with white teeth.
The woman smiled brightly and brightly, but Lang Xing's heart was filled with chills. If this woman were a living person, her life would have been taken away at the moment when she was smiling the happiest. How cruel this is! Look!
Looking at the woman's eyes full of smiles and affection, Lang Xing could almost conclude that she was a living person, a dead person.
"Say..." Langxing looked at the girl, with a fierce light born of regret and compassion in his eyes. He pinched Yuanqing's neck with one hand, grabbed Yuanqing's wrist with the other, and twisted hard, making the broken bones touch each other.
The friction made a cracking sound.
"Ho...ah..." Yuan Qing
He howled in pain, but his throat was tightly squeezed so that he could only make inarticulate sounds. Drops of cold sweat ran down his chin, and the tips of his hair dripped onto the desk.
"Tell me, how did this happen!" Lang Xing squeezed out these words through his teeth and slightly loosened the hand holding his throat.
"Don't touch her...please..." Yuanqing gasped and begged.
Lang Xing made a gesture as if he was going to hit the woman, and threatened in a cold voice, "Say it quickly!"
"She is that senior's lover, please don't do this!" Yuan Qing's voice was filled with tears.
This sentence made Lang Xing frown. He could sense that Yuan Qing's care for this woman was sincere. Could it be that things were not what he thought?
"How did she die?" Langxing asked as he carried Yuanqing and walked out of the house. The most important thing now was to find a way out, or a way to deal with the old man. Although he wanted to kill the woman
Things are clear, but now is obviously not the time.
Yuan Qing shut her mouth tightly again, with a look of despair in her eyes.
Lang Xing did not continue to ask, and rushed up to the second floor with a sullen face. The layout of the second floor was the same as the first floor. He walked straight to the big room on the right, and when he saw another beautiful woman sitting here,
A few cases later, the coldness that had just dissipated in my heart came back.
The woman sitting behind a few desks is playing with a bright yellow flute in her hand. Her white jade fingers complement the moist jade flute. What is more moving than this is her pretty face with the beginning of a smile, and the corners of her mouth.
There was indescribable joy and passion on her eyebrows, and she looked like she was joking with her lover who was sitting across from her.
"Is this his lover too?!" he asked Yuanqing through gritted teeth.
Yuan Qing's voice became calmer this time, "This involves a secret that I cannot reveal. No matter how you torture me, I will not tell it."
Lang Xing had no time to talk nonsense with him, so he turned around and went up to the third floor. Just like the first two floors, there was also a woman on the third floor. This woman was lying naked on the bed, looking like she was just waking up from a spring sleep, holding her cheek in her hand.
She raised her upper body half up, with a lazy and carefree attitude, as if she was looking at her lover affectionately. Only her waist and abdomen were covered with a thin gauze, and the spring scenery was very attractive and charming.
Langxing glanced at the woman, then at the table placed in front of the bed. Without saying anything, he frowned and went up to the fourth floor. There were three women in the room on the fourth floor. They were placed side by side.
In front of a table, one was dancing gracefully, the other was frowning and thinking, and the third one, known to Langxing, was none other than Fairy Fanzhi who had abandoned her Taoist friend Mingxuan and followed Yuanqing.
Fairy Fanzhi was still wearing the same snow-white dress with red patterns, her mouth was slightly curled, her beautiful eyes were flying sideways, her playful yet elegant posture was really touching, and she seemed to be expressing her disdain for what her lover said.
, my heart is full of sweetness and joy, which is beyond words.
Langxing silently went up to the fifth floor with mixed emotions. The room on the fifth floor was empty, and he couldn't find anything suspicious. It seemed that there was no passage out of the secret realm.
Returning to the room on the fourth floor, Langxing looked at Fairy Fanzhi and said coldly to Yuan Qing, "Tell me again, is that old man from your Zuiqing Palace?"
Yuan Qing gritted her teeth and said not a word. He knew very well that if he continued to deny it now, he would be rewarded with severe torture.
"Killing them at the most touching moment is your hobby, or is it a practice method of Zuiqing Palace? Are you the cause of all the women in this building?" Lang Xing started to twist Yuanqing's head again.
Chapter completed!