Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 499: The Three Life Stones (25)

"Death ice butterflies are the natural enemies of stone men, and they are naturally vulnerable to encountering them." Chui Hua put away her jade flute, turned to look at Jiang Meng, and explained with a smile.

"How do you know the skills of the witch clan?" Hearing the explanation of the blowing flowers, Jiang Meng and Feng Qingzi had such expressions on their faces.However, another doubt arises, how can blowing flowers be the art of the witch clan.

As far as they know, the skills of the witch clan are generally not passed on to the outside world. If you are not a member of the witch clan or someone who has a close relationship with the witch clan, it is absolutely impossible to learn the skills of the witch clan.

"It's a long story. It's too dangerous here. Let's leave here first." Ye Xuan glanced coldly inside the city gate, and many guards had already started rushing out of the city.Although they destroyed this group of stone men, they didn't know anything about the man in black behind Gong Panyan, and it would be of no benefit to them to stay any longer.

"Where's Gong Panyan?" Chui Hua glanced around, and there was no longer Gong Panyan outside the empty city gate.Blowing Flower Liu frowned slightly, and accidentally let Gong Panyan escape.

"I just ran away in chaos, hurry up, someone is coming." Ye Xuan raised his eyes and looked towards the mid-air in the direction of the city gate, his face condensed slightly.He took out a medicine bottle from his bosom, poured out the pills in it, and gave Jiang Meng and the others to take one each. Then he reached out and grabbed Feng Qingzi's wrist, using his lightness kung fu to quickly sweep towards the depths of the night.

Jiang Meng nodded to the hidden guard, and the two of them followed Chui Hua and quickly swept towards the depths of the night, and after a while, the figures of several people disappeared into the night.

Not long after they left, two figures, one black and one green, rushed over from the city gate.Landing at the place where the group of stone men were just now, looking at some remaining stones on the ground and a few ice butterflies that hadn't left in mid-air, his face instantly became solemn.

"This subordinate deserves to die. I didn't stop the twelve princes and the prime minister. Please punish me, master." Gong Panyan looked at the empty surroundings, and his face suddenly turned pale.Kneeling straight on the ground, he said in a deep voice to the man in black.

"I don't blame you for this matter. The death ice butterfly is not only the natural enemy of the stone man, but also can dissipate the internal energy of others silently. It is somewhat more powerful than my black lotus poison. Even if the deity is there, it may not necessarily I can stop them." The black-robed man waved his long sleeves and flicked his wrist, confining an ice butterfly in mid-air in the center of his palm.Looking at the ice butterfly glowing with faint blue light, a dry voice slowly resounded in the air.

"Thank you, master." Hearing what the man in black robe said, the fear in Gong Panyan's heart dissipated a lot.Looking up at the man in black robe, seeing that he was concentrating on looking at the ice butterfly in his hand, his eyes also fell on the ice butterfly.

"Master, there is one thing that my subordinates don't understand. This dead ice butterfly is a skill of the Wu Clan, so why would the killers of Fengguo also do it?" Gong Panyan didn't know much about the Wu Clan, but he never knew about the Wu Clan's technique. The rumors are very well understood.That Chuhua doesn't seem to be a member of the Wu clan, so how can he summon the death ice butterfly.

"Back then, the Wu Clan encountered civil strife, so some of the tribe left the land of the Wu Clan and took some of the secret arts of the Wu Clan. Later, the civil strife subsided, and the patriarch was afraid that the patriarch's art would be known to the world, so he sent people out to chase and kill These people. Although all these people were eliminated in the end, it is not certain whether there is any witchcraft that has been handed down. However, the refining of the death ice butterfly is one of the high-level secret arts of the witchcraft. To use this technique, one must have been instructed by a member of the witch clan." The black-robed man stood with his hands behind his back, looked up into the depths of the night, recalled the past, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)