Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

Chapter 388 Prohibition
It seems that the very weird person before, although using Ms. Chen's body, is not actually Ms. Chen herself.

This also makes sense, Miss Chen herself is just at the Nascent Soul stage, and it is far from possible to have such a powerful strength as that person.

However, from this point of view, it looks a bit like... a ghost upper body? !
Lin Qing immediately thought of Chen Muxue's cold hands, and shivered.

Is Miss Chen a human or a ghost now? !

No, no matter what he thinks of Ms. Chen, she is a human being, and ghosts can never exist... Thinking of this, the word "ghost repair" popped up in Lin Qing's mind again. I don't know if it is because the weather has turned cold. Feeling cold.

On the other side, relying on the cultivator's extraordinary hearing and recognition ability, Cen Lizhui came to a room in the cold palace after chasing the seemingly ethereal singing voice.

In the cold palace, there is almost no distinction between the main hall and the side palaces. All the rooms are so dilapidated, and there are so many doors and windows, it is impossible to make up a single intact window paper.

With such a windy environment, Cen Lizhui could already imagine how many people would freeze to death in this veritable "cold" palace in winter.

No wonder it is so desolate and sparsely populated. No matter how many concubines are thrown into the cold palace, most of them are the daughters of officials who have been pampered since childhood. Under such circumstances, how can they survive the winter?
It's a cold palace, it's better to say it's a temporary cell with a suspended sentence of death.

Cen Lizhui looked through the tattered door panel, and vaguely saw a figure inside the door, staggering, and seemed to be holding something in his arms.

Suddenly, the figure disappeared. Cen Li rubbed his eyes and looked from the hole again, but saw the last bloodshot eye, which made him take two steps back abruptly in fright.

The door began to shake "kuangkuang", as if the person inside wanted to come out, she made a voice of "ah! ah!", like a mute.

It can't be dumb, isn't she singing just now?Cen Lizhui is sure that he will not make a mistake.

The door looked dilapidated and crumbling, but it never collapsed. After a while, the woman seemed to give up, and everything returned to calm.

Cen Li chased through the gaps and holes in the door, and could vaguely see that the woman was wrapped in messy clothes, wrapped herself into a ball, and was holding something furry in her arms.

He waited to look, but saw the furry thing drooping a dry tail.

The faded fur reveals that it was once as fiery red as sunset, it is a withered fox tail.

Things were getting weirder and weirder. Cen Lizhui didn't see the door lock outside, so he stepped forward and tried to pull the door. As soon as he touched the door, he was bounced away by a force.

Is it a ban? !
Cen Lizhui was even more surprised. What kind of person needs to be locked in the cold palace with restrictions. If they are cultivators, they should be locked in the sky prison they have entered before. If they are concubines, why use restrictions? ?

Cen Li walked around the room twice, trying to find out how to break the restriction, but he didn't expect that this restriction was more professional than he imagined...

It was almost determined to imprison this person until death. Perhaps it was the method of burying the eyes of the formation and building a house, which was only inferior to the restriction of the palace itself. In this way, it can be regarded as the top grade of enchantment.

It's a pity that he is not a professional in this area. If Uncle Yun Chi comes, he can still try a thing or two.

Just when he was about to give up, the woman suddenly sang again, and Cen Li frowned deeply when she heard it.

(End of this chapter)