Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 128

  Outside the bedroom, the sun is bright.

  Wang Changji walked past the collapsed door and walked into the courtyard.

   Passed by the body of the orange cat.

  Little Orange has brown eyes, and stares at the sky motionlessly at this time.

   Push open the courtyard door and walk out of the small courtyard.

  It’s been a long time since he had been out of the yard when there were a lot of people in the big day. The more people there are, the more uncomfortable the world is. Everything is no different.

  He raised his head, looked at the brilliant sky, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

"a shame!"

  A sturdy old man walked towards him and asked, "Is Changxiang in your yard?"

  Of course, he remembered that this man was called Wang Lianshan, he was the patriarch of this generation of Wang and his father.

  Wang Changji looked at this person and did not speak.

   "Trash! I'm asking you something!" The old man felt that his majesty had been provoked, and he wanted to slap him when he raised his hand.

  He just raised his hand.

  Wang Changji’s hand has been pressed against his heavenly spirit.

  Wang Lianshan stayed in place like that, but his hair and his flesh and blood suddenly had the characteristics of fluidity, which "flowed" down from his body and merged into a pool next to him. Such a strong old man, a cultivator of Zhoutian realm, only a skeleton remained in place in an instant.

   Pop, pop!

The   skeleton also fell apart.

  Someone saw this scene from a distance and shouted in horror: "The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead! Wang Changji killed the patriarch!"

"what?"

"how come?"

   "Damn it! Where's the clan guard?"

   "Please come here for worship!"

  The peace of Wang's clan was broken, and he fell into confusion and panic without clues.

  Someone was already holding a weapon, slowly surrounding Wang Changji.

  There were also angry offspring who took the lead and rushed towards Wang Changji with a stick.

  The world is noisy and chaotic.

  Wang Changji watched what happened before him, still calm.

  He moved his steps, greeted him, and went retrograde with the flow of people.

  He was talking, but his voice did not fluctuate, and he didn’t care if he could be heard——

   "Let me bring fairness to you."

  ……

  Zhuangli Yongtai fourteen years, Fenglin City, Qinghe County, one of the three surnames of the Wang family, annihilated.

  ……

  Fenglin City is located in the southeast of Zhuang State.

  And as the capital, Xin'an is located in the middle of Zhuang State, radiating the whole country.

  Almost at the same time that the monk Hengjian in Feilaifeng killed himself, in a secret room in the headquarters of the Criminal Investigation Department in Xin'an City, a burning candle went out without wind. It was a flame that combined the life and soul of the host.

  If the host dies, the fire will go out.

  The monk guarding this place immediately got up, unlocked the formation seal, and looked at the bronze mirror at the corresponding position of the soul fire.

  The mirror fluctuated for a while, but there was no response in the end.

  The monk did not hesitate. After trying to contact Feilai Peak from a distance, he immediately turned around and rang the small bell hanging in the middle of the secret room with his hammer!

  Clang!

  The bell reverberated, and the information was transmitted to the temple in the first time, but the sound did not come out of this secret room.

  Feilai Peak is attacked!

  At this time, there is a sacrificial ceremony for the great ancestor of Zhuang State in the temple.

  Government Zhuang Gaoxian has been practicing in closed palace in recent years, not paying attention to things for a long time.

  The man who is presiding over the sacrifice is the state minister Du Ruhui, an old man over a hundred years old.

  Her face is pale, but her hair is black.

  Getting the information, he didn't even understand the sacrificial clothes, he just took off the ceremonial crown casually, stepped on the footsteps, the mountains and rivers turned, and he was thousands of miles away!

  In situ, nothing was left except for the fluctuations of the changing space.

  This is the magical powers at hand!

  Similar scenes like this have been seen many times, but the officials present are still excited. It's just because of the sacrificial occasion that I dare not speak out.

  This is Zhuang Guo’s Dinghai Shenzhen!

  Since the state minister Du Ruhui took power, he has relied on rare magical powers to reach the end of the world, suddenly southeast and northwest, all over the world, the inner town is unstable, and the outside resists strong neighbors and bullies.

   is almost like the spiritual pillar of Zhuang’s military and civilians.

  I can't remember how many times, Du Ruhui got out and left in the middle of the matter.

  There is no other reason, but Zhuang Guo is too weak and needs him too much!

  Du Ruhui left, the official of the Ministry of Rites came forward to hold up the crown, and continued the unfinished sacrifice.

  The major event of the country, only worship and military.

  The state of the palm sacrifices left the scene due to incidents, but the sacrifices could not stop.

  ……

  Du Ruhui stepped out, but did not appear inside Feilai Peak.

  Because of a powerful force, the space trembles, cutting off his path. Make him only appear outside Feilai Peak!

  The fight on Feilai Peak has been so clearly reflected in his eyes, but he can't go any further.

  Du Ruhui lifted his eyelids, he saw a stone archway in the sky that seemed to be virtual and real, and recognized that it was the ghost of Guimenguan.

  Only the ghost gate that penetrates the yin and yang realms can lock the space here and limit his reach.

  This is a premeditated ambush!

  The vertical pen peak has been cleared, Yuheng Peak has fallen, and Feilai Peak is his most likely landing point. In an emergency, it may be the only place to fall.

  In the northwest direction, black smoke suddenly rises and condenses into a giant sword-wielding ghost.

Roar! Roar!

   Constantly roaring.

  Southeast, northeast, southwest, north, south, west, east, in all directions, there is a huge ghost appearing. Either spreading teeth and dancing claws, or entangled in chains, each fierce and powerful, as if holding a ghost gate in the sky together.

  Let the archway in the myth be true.

   Gangui, Kangui, Gengui, Zhengui, Xungui, Ligui, Kungui, Duigui, eight ghosts lock the dragon formation!

Du Ruhui was suddenly caught in battle, but he didn't panic. He looked down at his feet in mid-air, frowned and asked, "Old ghost Ouyang! Is Lingxiao Pavilion also involved in this matter? Ye Lingxiao didn't hurt you, but just played with you. play?"

   Without waiting for the other party to answer, he said again: "Impossible. It is impossible for this kind of trick to fool me. Ye Lingxiao also cannot break the barrier in advance to cooperate with you, you can't give that degree of benefit!"

   "I haven't seen you for decades, Xiaohua is still so confident!"

   wisps of black smoke, as if emerging from the depths of the earth, gathered at Du Ruhui's feet into a huge skull.

The black smoky skull closed his mouth together, and he quackled with a strange smile: "You are really good at cheating, so the old man and Ye Lingxiao really fought against each other, and I was really hit hard! However, the old man sacrificed a double puppet before he set off. All the injuries are on the double puppet. Otherwise, no matter how strong the child surnamed Ye is, will he have a chance to hurt me?"

   "It turned out to be a legendary treasure like a double puppet." Du Ruhui didn't mind being called a little doll. The other party was indeed older than him for several rounds in terms of age. He nodded and said: "No wonder it is."

"You have an inner answer in this teaching, do you think the old man doesn't know? Although the double puppet is precious, it can break Ye Lingxiao's retreat, delay his breakthrough, and let you relax your vigilance. What is not worth it!" Ouyang Lie laughed strangely, seemingly very proud: "Also called you children, know the old man's methods!"

  He is indeed qualified to be proud. Looking at the surrounding countries, Ye Lingxiao is like a Tianjiao character, and Du Ruhui has always planned far-reaching, and is also known for his intelligence and strength. They have always been the only ones who caused others to suffer, and it seemed that only Ouyang Lie was the one who caused them to suffer at the same time.

   Seeing that Feilaifeng is about to overturn, he is also trapped in the evil formation, taking advantage of others. The situation in the entire Sanshan City area and even Qinghe County is precarious, and will even affect the entire Zhuang State.

  Du Ruhui chuckled softly.

  "Since Ye Lingxiao didn't cooperate with you, what fear do I have? Just relying on your old age, withered bones in the mound! With this ghost gate phantom, plus the eight ghosts locking dragon formation, how can I withstand me?"

   "Hahahaha." Ouyang Lie was also smiling: "I don't need to kill you. You can take a look at this Feilaifeng, you can't keep it!"

  Du Ruhui stopped his smile: "I don't believe you have spent so much time, just for a Feilaifeng."

  The huge black smoky skull quackled, "Then guess what, the old man is for?"

   "Don't guess." Du Ru faintly replied, spreading his hands, Wufa flurrying: "I'll ask you!"

  The black light is violent, and the eight ghosts are here!

  (End of this chapter)