The Epic Revenge

The place where the formation is arranged is on the top of the mountain, and it takes only half an hour to drive up. Kanshuge Δ. ksnhuge

The Taoist priest called the three uncles and nephews of the Ye family.

Everyone did the math first, made sure the orientation was correct, and then compared the orientation with each other.

"I will guard the Central Palace." Changqing Taoist priest said, "Ali guards the Gen position, Xue Zhu guards the Zhen position, Xue Yao leaves the position and Kun position, and Ye Wei guards the Gan position."

Chen Sushang was a little puzzled.

The master said that it is very dangerous for those who guard two positions, but he himself guards the middle palace. Every position that is in harmony must pass through the middle palace. The middle palace is the most important position, right?

She is not particularly familiar with the fighting method, and she does not dare to express this doubt.

Afraid of his own class door getting an axe.

Besides, could Ye Wei, Yuan Xueyao, and Xue Zhu not know such a simple truth?

Chen Sushang remained silent.

They were busy until late at night.

Just after the early morning, Yuan Xueyao drove everyone to the top of the mountain.

After choosing the place, Ye Wei, Yuan Xueyao, and the Taoist priest began to draw the formation map on the ground, just in response to the specific location of Feixing's order.

The picture is ready, just need to fight.

Xue Zhu stood beside him, holding a flashlight, and his eyes kept falling on the Taoist priest.

She looked at him, for fear of missing a bit, her vision was blurred.

Unconsciously, she burst into tears.

When the formation was about to be drawn, Xue Zhu suddenly approached Chen Sushang: "Sushang, there is a letter on the table in my room for the Taoist priest. When you go back, remember to tell him and let him get it."

Chen Sushang was surprised: "Don't be discouraged, Master said that the danger is not too big."

Xue Zhu smiled bitterly: "I plan ahead."

Chen Sushang felt that this was a formation, and they could go home after finishing the arrangement.

But Xue Zhu's words suddenly opened another hole in her heart: What if they can't go back?

She hasn't said goodbye to her biological mother and Yan Kai!

She didn't leave a single word.

All the recent events are squeezing her nerves, and her reaction is not sharp enough. Chen Sushang is not suitable for being a great warlock.

When all this is over, she wants to go back to Singapore and spend a little time with Yan Kai.

At that time, her mother and aunt were by her side, away from the smoke of the warlock, calm and peaceful. Maybe learn how to cook with her mother-in-law and inherit her restaurant in the future.

She thought so, the formation over there has been drawn.

Chen Sushang stood at the position of Gen.

The Taoist priest walked up to her and handed her a jade pendant: "You take it."

Chen Sushang didn't answer: "I have a piece, you gave it to me last time."

"This is Yan Kai's piece, you take it and return it to him." The Taoist priest said.

Chen Sushang: "......"

Listening to Master's words, does he not plan to go back alive?

She remembered that Yuan Xueyao had said that they would talk again in half a month...

Could it be that they all felt that they couldn't go back this time, so did they hide it from her?

Chen Sushang hurriedly grabbed Master's hand, but the Taoist priest hurriedly avoided it and walked towards the Central Palace.

It's 2:10 in the morning, and it's two minutes before it starts.

Everyone's orientation is separated, about a minute or two away.

Chen Sushang could only see the shadows of Master and Xue Zhu from a distance, but he could no longer see Yuan Xueyao and Ye Wei.

She cheered up, but suddenly saw Xue Zhu leave the shock position.

Chen Sushang didn't know the reason, and saw Xuezhu rush towards the middle palace, where the Taoist priest was.

The Taoist priest turned his back to Chen Sushang and Xue Zhu, and was shouting something to Yuan Xueyao. He was unprepared. He was suddenly attacked by Xue Zhu and left the Central Palace at once.

At 2:12, it was pitch black all around, the blue sky was like ink silk, covered with stars, and the light of the flashlight was so weak and subtle.

"Xuezhu!" The Taoist leader let out a shrill cry.

Chen Sushang had never heard her master speak in such a voice.

And Xue Zhu stood in the middle palace, and when she turned around, tears covered her face.

Her voice was indifferent and decisive: "Feixing has an order, please guard the position of the Taoist priest."

Chen Sushang felt the change, and there seemed to be a gust of wind behind her, pushing her to stagger.

She hurriedly sat down with her knees crossed.

Xue Zhu also sat down.

As soon as the formation moves, it is too late to make substitutions, which will put the other three in danger.

Ye Wei and Yuan Xueyao all saw it.

"Daoist, hold on to the shock!" Ye Wei shouted, "It can't be changed, Daoist!"

Yuan Xueyao is also screaming: "Daoist!"

He knows the formation method learned by Taoist Changqing. It has already been urged, and Feixing has been ordered. If it is delayed, the curse of the whole Hong Kong will not be solved, and the remaining Yuan Xueyao, Ye Wei and Chen Sushang, even the Taoist priest and Xue Zhu, will be backfired and sacrificed here. .

The Taoist priest was indifferent and unsympathetic, but his heart softened into a ball at this moment, and tears came up, covering his sight.

He hurried back to his seat.

Chen Sushang didn't know any of these, and as soon as she entered the battle, she lost sense of the outside world.

Her surroundings are very cold, not like the bitter cold on the top of the mountain in early spring, but like the cold that has been frozen for thousands of years in the snow.

This cold, straight into the lungs.

Chen Sushang's body and limbs quickly stiffened. She kept chanting spells, and the spells and instruments in her hands refused to leave, and they all followed her to defend the throne.

She can't listen to outside voices and people.

Her fingers and cheeks hurt, and the cold wind was like a knife, cutting through her flesh.

She even felt the blood fall from her forehead to her lips.

Her limbs were numb, her internal organs were cold, her skin was cut, and everything was torture, but she didn't dare to relax.

Her mother, aunt and Yan Kai are all in Hong Kong.

Even if she dies, as long as she can activate the formation, she will die without regret.

Chen Sushang didn't know how long he held on.

It was hard at first, and then gradually became numb. Her body was a wooden stake, firmly poked in the position of Gen.

The sun was shining on her warmly, and her eyelashes moved slightly.

Her eyelids were heavy, and she struggled to open them.

There was a hazy white in sight. She blinked hard, finally seeing clearly.

The master had already left his shock position and walked towards Xue Zhu in the middle palace.

And Xue Zhu, who fell straight into the arms of Changqing Daoist, seemed even stiffer than Chen Sushang.

"Did you succeed?" Chen Sushang asked.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her lips and tongue had not moved much.

Yuan Xueyao also left his position.

He walked towards Chen Sushang, supported her, and handed her the kettle in his hand.

A glass of ice-cold water slowly flowed from his mouth, Chen Sushang shuddered, and he finally felt a little more alive.

She asked Yuan Xueyao with difficulty: "Success, success?"

"Success." Yuan Xueyao said, but there was no joy in his voice.

Ye Wei didn't move, and was still sitting in his seat, looking at Xue Zhu in the middle palace from a distance.

Chen Sushang felt that something was wrong at this time, and supported Yuan Xueyao's hand to stand up.

Her legs were stiff and sore all over, and it took a long time for her to get up.

She couldn't stand still, still needed Yuan Xueyao's support, and slowly walked towards Xue Zhu and the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest gently hugged Xue Zhu.

However, Xue Zhu's limbs and body were still as stiff as before.

Chen Sushang leaned over and touched the side of Xuezhu's neck.

She was clearly mentally prepared, otherwise she wouldn't touch Xue Zhu's neck. But when she really touched it, she suddenly pulled her hand back, frightened, looked at the Taoist priest in disbelief, and then looked at Yuan Xueyao.

Xuezhu is dead.