Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Cut tendons and remove bones.

The extraordinary flesh and blood that he was proud of and had been tempered had never seemed so fragile.

There is nowhere to escape, because the cutting originates from within the body.

Xiaoying stood there trembling, pressing her hand on her right chest. The next moment, a warmth surged out from the originally cold skin there.

That is blood.

Blood gushed out from the wound that went all the way through the internal organs and skin.

Staring at the bright red in her hand, the bloody corpse behind her naturally emerged in her mind.

It really was stabbing from the inside out... although there was only a wound and no sharp blade could be seen.

But how could it be...

She had already reached the plank road and could not help but look at the corpses and blood there.

The next moment, she seemed to realize something and tried to follow the rotating plank road, carefully taking another step up.

Uh--

This time he just let out a low cry, and at the same time his hand quickly pressed on one side of his abdomen.

Just a moment ago, warmth also flowed out from there.

  Impossible... Is it really because of this?

It was undoubtedly another wound, but compared to the shock in my heart, the pain this time was far less.

……

It means that there will not just be a new house for the emperor.

Of course, it was impossible to hide the changes that took place in Ms. Xiaoying from Fu Qian.

As a professional, it is naturally much easier for him to understand this change than for the parties involved who lack theoretical support.

Divine protection isn't just for a few lucky souls, it apparently lurks within the volcano as well.

It is not even limited to the scope of the Invisible Palace.

The cause of death of the corpse on the ground was simple - he was walking upwards.

That’s right, the blood trail that was winding along the way should be just like Xiaoying at this moment, spraying out from the body as he walked.

It’s not that you can’t go back, but that you can’t go forward.

According to the current understanding of the category of law, rigidity and strictness have always been its main characteristics.

So just now when Ms. Xiaoying was returning and even during the test, he also observed her very carefully.

The conclusion is that the degree of destruction to flesh and blood is obviously more proportional to the change in altitude.

It is easy to imagine the scene where the person on the ground runs wildly upwards and eventually runs himself into pieces.

Judging from Ms. Xiaoying's performance, Fu Qian believed that similar scenes should be playing in her mind at this moment.

This is undoubtedly a major discovery, although the despair it brings is also heavy.

With a little estimation, it is easy to have an idea of ​​the limits of how high you can climb.

Since not everyone is a flesh and blood expert like us, if we discover it a little late, it means that the road we came from will become a chasm.

This is probably why, even though there was a tragic example right here, others not only did not stop, but even went so deep that their shadows could no longer be seen.

A natural chasm is a natural chasm. It may seem very close, but when it cannot be crossed even if you try your best, it is no longer useless.

As soon as you make a decision, you will know that the only choice is to continue looking for a way out downwards.

To sink deeper and deeper in exchange for a glimmer of hope of escaping.

I have to say it sounds quite Zen.

Of course, Fu Qian had no interest in knowing whether Ms. Xiaoying wanted to practice Zen.

Just like the test behavior just now, it was not driven intentionally.

Therefore, he did not stop during the entire observation. …

The reason why he went back to change clothes was, of course, to be different from the previous image of Captain Joe and thus mislead.

Including the face that I just pinched into Huang Jianyuan’s face.

However, the key point here is the pattern. The pattern of laissez-faire that has been maintained all the way, no matter what choice is made, it is difficult to escape the cause and effect.

Just like Brother Hao Ke and the others, it doesn't matter whether Ms. Xiaoying chooses to go deeper and then realizes the trick of her identity after meeting up with them, or returns smoothly along the same route and finds that Captain Qiao is no longer there.

The Huang family was never my target.

  How could the Huang family, who have been guarding this place for so many years and haven't discovered anything, pull off such a big event?

Even Blood Lion, who had returned from his wandering life, found it hard to imagine that he could achieve such success.

In the small Xiyuan City, it feels like there are really some shadows.

Therefore, this visit to the Mid-Levels Manor was only intended to confuse the situation.

Huang may not have the ability to control the situation, but if there is some dominant force behind the scenes besides the tree.

Then it would be impossible for those forces not to be interested in the mysteries that he had been leading all along, involving mysterious demigods, true and false tribesmen, and undercover investigations into the authorities.

As long as you pay a little more attention to it and encourage it to do a few extra actions, then it will be worth it to take out this outfit that you rarely wear.

As she sighed, Ms. Xiaoying couldn't help but look at Fu Qian, who was walking in the air, and his back was blocked by the cave entrance further down the stone wall.

……

No wonder apart from the one who fell down, no one else could be seen.

This time there was no obstacle in front of the cave. However, the moment Fu Qian stepped in, he found that the place he was standing on was no longer the blue-black rock that it looked like from the outside.

But it is not the invisible road where you could not see anything before.

Instead, mirrors are placed at clever angles on all sides to form a special passage.

There seems to be a special and quite jumpy spatial rule here.

However, these mirrors are not overly smooth, but seem to have a perfect isolation effect due to their absolute reflective properties, making it difficult for people to perceive what is behind them and thus unable to confirm their specific location.

In any case, if the rescue team that chose to continue on had encountered a similar situation, it would have seemed more normal not to be able to see them from above.

Of course, these mirrors are not perfect in every aspect. For example, there is a flaw that is visible to the naked eye - the shadows they reflect are not at all similar.

Although the figures were confusing and psychedelic due to the overlapping reflections, it was still easy to see that none of them were wearing the specially prepared clothes.

It was a tall figure wearing a gold and white hood, although the face under the hood was indeed similar to the one at the moment.

It was a pity that I didn't have time to observe too much. At a certain moment, the numerous chaotic figures suddenly disappeared, as if they had hidden in the world behind the mirror - except for one of them.

It seemed as if walking slowly in the mirror, and soon the figure that was oozing with glory and nobility came to the position closest to Fu Qian.

However, under Fu Qian's gaze, the face that looked like his remained silent, but just smiled and looked at him.

The next moment, he raised his left hand, and his slender fingers cut across his body, leaving a shocking wound.

The same thing happened on Fu Qian's body, the same part was equally hideous.

Although for him, such an injury is nothing.

Without moving, Fu Qian quietly watched the performance in the mirror until the body was far more bloody than the previous corpse.

At this time, the person in the mirror finally stopped the movement of his left hand, and instead moved his other hand upwards until he covered both eyes, staring at Fu Qian while digging hard.

"San value minus 1."

The next moment, with two bloodshot eyes, he said the first sentence with a smile on his face.

And this isn’t even the end.

[San value minus 1]

Another familiar reminder sounded in Fu Qian's ears at the same time. (End of this chapter)