The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 281 Lock Soul Bell

The mountain road got deeper and deeper, and I didn't meet many people along the way, which made people wonder if there were any villages and towns in the mountains.

Not long after, a few people sat on the side of the road panting for breath, and the mountain road became more and more unclear, as if they had disappeared into the dense forest without a trace.

"Linghu Kong! Do you remember correctly? Are there really people living here?" Zhao Shuang complained after taking a sip of the water in the water bag.

"It's really here! Empress, the last general... The last general did find the entrance to the mountain according to the mark left by Hulan yesterday." Linghukong stood up and looked around, obviously not expecting to enter the mountain. After reaching the mountain, it took so long to walk.

After a few people rested for a while, it was already afternoon, their stomachs were empty, they were hungry and thirsty, even though it was winter, the scorching sun of Xiyuan Road made their scalps burn.

Zhao Shuang followed Linghu Kong to the mountain for a distance, and saw a valley not far away, with farmland and houses in the valley, and a small river flowing through it. It's a treasure land of geomantic omen.

The village looks small, with only a dozen or so families.

"Empress, look!" Linghu Kong was also very excited, pointing at the houses in the valley and said happily.

Unexpectedly, he just walked a few steps towards the entrance of the village, and suddenly disappeared. It turned out that he had fallen into a trap covered with thatch, and two of the five guards who followed Linghu Kong also fell into it.

Although the trap was not deep, there was a sword hidden at the bottom. Fortunately, Linghu Kong fell on the edge of the trap and did not hurt his vitals, but his leg was also scratched by the blade.

The other two guards didn't have such a good life. They stepped on the air and fell into the middle of the trap. With two screams, they died on the spot.

"Stop and don't move! There's an ambush!" Zhao Shuang, who was still excited before, suddenly sank to the bottom, and quickly ordered the other three guards.

The three quickly stopped and looked around.

Could this trap be set by Hulan to guard against intruders?

Won't!Hu Lan clearly left a mark for Linghu Kong and asked them to find him. Even if she wanted to guard against intruders, she would not plant a sharp knife at the bottom of the trap, and her attack was so vicious!

Who was one step ahead of them and set up a trap to harm people?
Zhao Shuang's thoughts were running fast, when she heard a gloomy and hoarse voice, "Senior Sister, don't come here without any problems!"

Honghu!

A few copper coins quickly appeared between Zhao Shuang's fingers, and he sneered into the air, "Honghu, you still dare to come? Why, aren't you afraid that I will draw your immortal soul?"

Now that her spells have recovered, she won't be afraid of a seriously injured old hag!
There was a "rustling" sound of dead leaves, and a small figure slowly walked among the dead branches and leaves in the forest.

The man was wearing a blue-gray cross-collar Taoist robe, his figure was thin and thin, his gray hair was combed into a Taoist bun, and his face was covered with a black scarf, revealing only a pair of dark, deep, bloodshot eyes.

"Senior Sister, what do you think this is?" Honghu raised his hand and shook it slightly.

A strange "jingle bell" sound echoed in the woods.

When Zhao Shuang heard this voice, she trembled as if struck by lightning.

Back then, Honghu imprisoned himself with this soul-locking bell!No matter how powerful his spells are, he is still no match for this ancient artifact, the soul-locking bell.

"Honghu, you stole Master's treasure and ran out, aren't you afraid that the old man will be angry?" Zhao Shuang stepped back half a step vigilantly, trying to keep calm and think about the countermeasures.

"Hahaha... Master is in retreat, and he said he wants to create a brand new immortal body for me, and it won't come out in a month or two." Honghu held an ugly copper bell in his hand, surrounded the trap and Zhao Shuang walked a few steps in the direction, and sighed, "Although this trap is not as good as the Suoxianjing back then, but...you don't have any elixir on your body, you said...if you are trapped in it with a soul-locking bell... , and then hacked, will you die?"

"Honghu, don't you dare to put down the artifact and compete with me openly?" Zhao Shuang was afraid of the soul-locking bell, and cursed Cheng Ling over and over again in her heart.

Master, master, you have done me a disservice this time!Not only did he let the old hag out to run amok, but he also let her steal the soul-locking bell!If I have something to do, how will you explain to my mother when you go to Huangquan in the future!
"Senior Sister, I'm not a gentleman at all," Honghu turned his head sideways, and said with a sinister smile at her, "You killed the man I love the most, and I only want you to die to relieve my hatred!"

After that, Honghu rang the soul lock bell and chanted a spell in his mouth.

Zhao Shuang saw the surrounding trees falling down quickly as if being crushed by something, forming a circle surrounding himself and several guards.

Then the ringing of the soul-locking bell got closer, and there was another rumbling gust of wind blowing around the circle, blowing so hard that people couldn't stand.

The four of them were quickly blown into the trap that Linghukong fell into just now.

There were sharp knives at the bottom of the trap. Fortunately, Linghu Kong caught Zhao Shuang in advance, and pushed several fallen guards to the side, so that he would not be stabbed to death by the sharp knives.

Several people were trapped in the trap, and saw the strong wind blowing outside the trap, with dead branches and fallen leaves covering the sky and the sun.

Zhao Shuang's mana was suppressed by the soul-locking bell, and he had no power to fight back.

If it was just that, it would be fine, the ringtone of the soul-locking bell quickly changed from a crisp "jingling bell" to a huge roar, which made the eardrums so painful that it was unbearable.

Listening to the ringing of the bell, Linghu Kong and several guards gradually became dizzy, and two sergeants started to ramble.

Zhao Shuang tried his best to formulate a formula, and temporarily set up an enchantment above the trap to isolate the sound of the bell.

"Empress!" The ringing of the bell in the trap became quiet for a while, Linghu Kong barely stood up, pointed to the outside and asked, "This... what kind of broken bell is this? Why is it so powerful?"

"The soul-locking bell is a bell hung on the neck of the white dragon in ancient times. It can summon the white dragon, not to mention mortals. I am a mortal. If I hear it lightly, my soul will be in a trance, and if it is serious, my liver and gallbladder will be broken. Naturally, I am not an opponent." Zhao Shuang As he spoke, he suddenly thought of someone.

The soul-departing horn in Qing Wu's hand was made from the skull of a white dragon in ancient times, and it might be able to deal with the old witch's soul-locking bell.

After about half a cup of tea, the clanging of swords and copper coins came from outside the trap, and then the ringing of the soul-locking bell stopped suddenly, and the dark wind above the trap dissipated, revealing bright sunlight.

Seeing that the opportunity had come, Zhao Shuang gathered all his strength, tapped his toes, and jumped out of the trap.

A long-haired old man in white was strangling Honghu's neck with a whisk.

"Shuang'er, if you hadn't been a teacher today, you would have died here." Qing Wu held Hong Hu hostage, and licked the corners of his lips at her triumphantly.

Zhao Shuang noticed at a glance that his pale and handsome face was a little black and blue.

"Master!" Zhao Shuang pointed at Honghu and said, "Master, she is the one who caused my disciple to suffer from the real fire of samadhi. You should kill her!"

Qing Wu found it funny.This apprentice of his has grown really fast, and when he asked him for help, he yelled "Master, Master" happily, as if the master and apprentice had returned to the harmonious time many years ago.

(End of this chapter)