Chapter 244: Funeral Palace in Suburban Beijing (63)

In the funeral palace outside Beijing, the scene of the Apocalypse explosion was replayed. The Black Widow, who was about to invade Bing 250's consciousness and completely control him, suddenly shuddered.

She subconsciously wanted to avoid the black panther's bite, and fell to the side with a strand of silk. But the little leopard cub suddenly turned into an adult black panther, and the Black Widow's avoidance was like sending herself to the leopard's mouth.

"Crack."

With a light sound, the mechanical spider was completely bitten to pieces by the black panther cub in an instant!

"Bang!"

During the brief fight, they kept falling. When the black panther bit the black spider to pieces, it landed on a roof in the palace. There was only a light sound, and the flames dissipated. The black panther carried the fainted white mink on its shoulder. The next moment, it was agile and ferocious, and its leopard tail was like an iron whip, sweeping across a place mercilessly.

"Roar!"

The space swept by the leopard's tail seemed to tremble like water waves, and the air made a sharp hissing sound. The phantom of the spider that had just vaguely emerged was swept by the leopard's tail again and annihilated!

But Black Widow did not completely disappear!

"Hiss... You are so rude, not really like a gentleman."

The real Black Widow is far away in the West District, and the guardian here is just a spiritual consciousness. As long as Black Widow does not use that real opportunity to attack, she cannot be truly eliminated.

Yes, Black Widow did not really attack, and the strength she just displayed was the maximum power she could exert after the hotel rules were weakened.

It is very troublesome that the hotel rules are weakened. All newly discovered attractions are like this. They are in a state of disorder without rules. Whoever has a bigger fist can win.

Fortunately, Black Panther has a bigger fist. It cruelly tore her spiritual consciousness apart, causing great pain to Black Widow. It was the severe pain of the spirit being torn apart, which was far better than the pain of the flesh being torn apart.

Not everyone can ignore pain, or regard pain as happiness.

There are even many high-level tour guides who hate pain. Even if they are at zero, they choose to take poison and never do things like piercing the heart.

This is a warning.

"I didn't expect you to use the power of the master to protect him."

"Huh!"

The black panther snorted coldly and shrugged his shoulders to prevent the ferret on his shoulders from slipping off. A pair of golden leopard eyes stared at the front unkindly, full of hostility.

A spider emerged and sighed softly: "How romantic, it seems that what the ghost monarch said is true."

Compared with the black panther, the spider is so tiny. Even if she stood up and swung her limbs gracefully, she was still like a stone and could be easily smashed by the black panther. However, this time, the spider was strangely attached with a snow-white owl feather.

This looked very funny, like some kind of clumsy bird feather decoration. But the black panther who noticed the feather let out an angry low roar in his throat. No one could see how it did it, but the invisible force came down and crushed the black spider again.

"Okay, it seems that I am really an unwelcome guest, which is really sad."

The shadow of the black widow no longer appeared, only a slightly weak voice still sounded, and there was a smile in this voice: "But... I really like to see these beautiful feelings."

"This will make my venom... all excited."

After the voice fell, the breath of the black widow completely dissipated. The pain caused by the tearing of the spirit prevented her from coming in again for the next few hours, but the hidden danger was not solved.

The black panther quietly rushed into the garden with the mink cub on its back. The palace people could not see its figure clearly, but only felt that it was a black cloud falling and black fog filled the air. However, under the many strange phenomena outside, they did not care about this. Finding an unmanned garden, the black panther lay on the flowers and plants on its side and placed the little white mink on its belly.

Soil, nature, is more conducive to contacting someone outside the journey.

On the way back to the station, An Xuefeng pressed his temples and frowned. Since the Apocalypse Explosion, they can no longer watch the live broadcast - this is the development of a new attraction, just like the filming of a new movie, the hotel has always kept it secret.

Keeping it secret is also to prevent outsiders from taking advantage of the chaos during the period of rule chaos.

But the guardian Black Widow and the examiner * * * are not outsiders.

As the examiner, * * * is not suitable to have too much contact with Bing 250, but An Xuefeng can. After the sliced ​​​​person in charge, the original body and the person in charge are two completely different people in the eyes of the hotel.

From ancient times to the present, there are few examples of people in charge who can maintain a good relationship in private like An Xuefeng and * * *. On the contrary, there are more people like astrologers.

So An Xuefeng turned the half of the person in charge's cloak into a black panther, and he divided part of his spirit on the black panther.

The appearance of the Black Widow triggered a warning, and An Xuefeng instantly controlled the consciousness of the black panther. At this moment, he and the black panther were empathetic. An Xuefeng could feel how small and soft the white mink sleeping on his ventral side was, and how smooth its fur was. He had no memory of northern Tibet, but he could tell from the video how cute Wei Xun was when he turned into a leopard cub.

The mink cub was even cuter.

The black panther thought deeply, and turned his head to touch the mink cub's head with his wet nose, sniffing its scent.

In the warm breath of the mink cub, there was a disgusting smell of bird feathers.

It was the owl of Babel's Tower, the smell of spiritual pollution.

The black panther turned his face to the side and sneezed. An Xuefeng was sure that the black widow's dirty hands had not had time to touch Wei Xun. Even if she was carrying the token of Babel's Tower, it should not have been so quickly infecting Wei Xun.

After all, Wei Xun was wearing the cloak of the power of the master.

Unless——Wei Xun had collected something related to the Babel Tower of Babel token, and Black Widow had lured it out.

"call--"

The black panther solemnly arched the ferret's head, but the little ferret still didn't wake up. An Xuefeng thought for a while, and then the black panther licked the ferret's forehead, closed his eyes, and touched their foreheads together.

Mental connection is a very dangerous thing, especially when the two parties are not in the same space, but An Xuefeng can do it.

He probed into Wei Xun's mental space and saw Wei Xun dreaming. An Xuefeng knew what Wei Xun was dreaming about at a glance.

Rotten feathers stained with reddish-brown bloodstains fell from the sky, flying like a heavy gray snow.

The feathers were stained with dirty powders of spiritual pollution, and when they filled the sky they resembled the dim firmament of the abyss. Nearly ten thousand strange human-headed birds were flying in the air. All that was left of them was their skeletons, whose bodies were covered with chains. Black, oozing flesh grew out of the skeleton's stumps, and then the freshly grown flesh withered and fell, turning into rotten feathers.

The strange birds screamed and mourned:

"Chatter!"

"Chacha—"

The strange birds chirped day and night, shrill and fervently, and behind the countless feathers, there was an extremely tall tower covered by thick fog. But suddenly purple-red lightning struck down, striking hard on the feathers of the strange birds, causing them to scream miserably, but they still screamed miserably,

I obviously don’t understand what they are called, but after listening to them several times, I feel like they are like a magic spell, bewitching people’s hearts.

An Xuefeng saw Wei Xun's figure, and he saw that Wei Xun was listening to the voices. Intangible anger emerged, almost condensing into substance.

Black Widow is seducing him!

Once the hint is solidified, Wei Xun must go to the Tower of Babel, otherwise he will be in the pain of mental pollution for the rest of his life!

How dare she - she is looking for death!

An Xuefeng entered Wei Xun's dream, leaving him unprotected. He walked behind Wei Xun and covered his eyes.

"An team?"

The familiar aura made Wei Xun not dodge. He closed his eyes, the scene just now still remained on his retinas. The moment An Xuefeng appeared, Wei Xun remembered that the Black Widow had attacked him.

But Wei Xun didn't remember anything when he first dreamed. His mind went blank, and there were snow-white feathers flying in front of him. It was pure white, snow-like feathers. Falling from a snowy owl flying high in the sky.

These snowy owls are as big as humans, but they fly very light and beautiful. Their white feathers seemed to be shrouded in a halo of rainbow, and their sharp claws grasped gold bricks and blue glazed tiles. Their chirps are as sweet as fairy music.

"The Tower of Babel is built!"

"The Tower of Babel was built——"

There seemed to be a golden tower in the distance, reflecting dazzling golden light in the sun. It was so glorious and sacred that it was hard to imagine that anyone could build such a tower. It was like a miracle of divine power.

People can't help but want to climb the tower and get closer to see how majestic and magnificent the tower is.

"Do you like this tower?"

Suddenly, a sunny and cheerful male voice sounded. His English was not as authentic as Devourer, and he had an American accent. But he sounds more approachable and approachable, especially when he pleads sincerely.

"Please help me, please?"

But before Wei Xun could say anything——

"roll!"

The well-spoken Mandarin Chinese is full of ferocious aura, like a ferocious beast that wants to choose people and devour them. Wei Xun felt the arms holding him suddenly tighten, as if the force was trying to embed him into his body, and the overwhelming momentum even made him unable to breathe for a moment.

But Wei Xun smiled.

Team An endured it really hard.

He relaxed all over and leaned back. The body of the tall man holding him suddenly tensed up, as if he had just realized how close their posture was.

"Sorry, I'm not your tour guide."

Wei Xun chuckled and said slowly, "I have no obligation to be responsible for you."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Xun felt An Xuefeng's breath softening behind him, and he even felt a little happy. Is it because of the word ‘responsible’?

It’s so coaxing.

"This is the Black Widow's deceptive illusion."

The dream was almost over. An Xuefeng seized the time and wanted to say a few words to Wei Xun, but he didn't know what to say. Wei Xun didn't need some instructions like 'pay more attention', 'pay more attention' and 'don't be careless'. An Xuefeng knew that Wei Xun was well-measured in his heart.

In the last half minute, he finally got down to business:

"George was a relatively decent man with great strength. He built the Tower of Babel. Then he died in the tower."

The George who spoke in the hallucination was not himself.

"The token was inherited by his wife."

"I see."

Wei Xun understood. The person who spoke just now, with a warm and cheerful voice, must be George.

Before, Black Widow joined the mutual aid association and directly gave Wei Xun a white owl feather, which is an item related to the Tower of Babel in order to get the knight. Wei Xun did not touch it easily, but kept it in the tissue warehouse bought from the hotel.

Unexpectedly, through the hotel, the black widow could still attract the feather and drag him into this strange dream.

but……

"What does Black Widow want to do?"

Lure him to the Tower of Babel? To be honest, this is a journey to 30 degrees north latitude. If given the chance, Wei Xun would really like to go.

But after thinking about it, Wei Xun had a subtle idea in his mind.

"She has no good intentions."

An Xuefeng warned: "If this kind of mental pollution exists in your heart, it will constantly disturb your mind and make you suffer from mental pollution. If this disturbance occurs at a critical moment, you know what will happen."

This is the scene of the reenactment of the Apocalypse explosion scene, and it is also the scenic spot where the leader assessment task is located, and it is still reenacting the Apocalypse explosion. In such a dangerous situation, if something keeps disturbing people's minds, it is very dangerous!

Once the mark is really left, it will be impossible for Wei Xun to remove it without going to the Tower of Babel.

Taking advantage of the last few seconds, An Xuefeng speeded up his speech and said seriously: "Wei Xun, you have resurrected two passengers now, I am afraid they have been noticed by the hotel."

"Don't continue to resurrect passengers in a short time, otherwise you will be in danger."

Black Widow...maybe she saw Wei Xun's talent for "resurrection".

Resurrecting passengers is really difficult, it requires coincidence, and it is not necessarily possible to do it with strong strength. In the East District, the only people who are known to have resurrected peak passengers are the puppet master and Wei Xun.

The feud between the puppet master and the Black Widow seemed to be related to this. But An Xuefeng didn't care about this.

He was worried that the Black Widow did this because she wanted to try to let Wei Xun revive George.

"She is really a lunatic."

Finally, An Xuefeng couldn't help cursing.

How young is Wei Xun? How long has he been in the hotel? She wants to take Wei Xun to the 30th degree north latitude? Want him to revive people there?

This is simply killing people!

"I say, Captain An."

"What do you think?"

Just as An Xuefeng was thinking about how to teach the Black Widow a heart-wrenching lesson, Wei Xun suddenly spoke and interrupted his thoughts.

"What do you think about the previous matter?"

Before? How long ago? If it was the most recent one...

"I've already said it."

He doesn't do things like poop friends and bed partners.

An Xuefeng said calmly.

Everything around him became unreal, as if the long night was about to dawn and the dream was about to end. An Xuefeng was an outsider, and his figure disappeared faster than Wei Xun. But just when he was about to completely exit Wei Xun's dream, he heard Wei Xun chuckle and drawl:

"Then, change the relationship?"

Change? What kind?

Before he could say anything else, An Xuefeng's figure suddenly disappeared. Later, when he opened his eyes in his study on the way home, Wei Xun's words were still echoing in his ears.

There was water on the table, and An Xuefeng drank it all in one breath. The dryness in his throat was relieved, but the accelerated heartbeat could not be calmed down.

"Tsk."

Wei Xun just liked to see him lose his composure, and An Xuefeng had already discovered it.

He said this sentence at the last second just to make him think more.

But An Xuefeng did think too much.

He stood by the window for a while, as if thinking, but actually in a daze. Finally, An Xuefeng returned to the table, opened the drawer, and took out a vivid little snow leopard.

Wang Yushu made it, saying that it was a Q version of his snow leopard appearance.

But An Xuefeng felt that this little snow leopard and Wei Xun became more similar.

Little snow leopard, snow ferret, small, soft, warm, full of vitality, cunning...

Unconsciously, An Xuefeng's lips curled up and smiled. He took out the feather of the phoenix that matched the feather in Wei Xun's hand and let the feather rotate on his fingertips.

Will he become a bird?

If he can, it must be a very beautiful bird that likes to fly. If he is not tired, he can fly in the sky forever without coming down.

Such a bird cannot be locked up in a birdcage, no matter how luxurious the birdcage is - no.

An Xuefeng suddenly felt that Wei Xun might like the 'birdcage'.

"Ahem."

He coughed lightly and sat up straight. But his hand unconsciously took a pen and took out a piece of white paper to draw on it.

This time, Wei Xun's mental state may not be very good. The accumulated pain must also be released more - at least the iceberg must be cut in half.

An Xuefeng thought about it and randomly drew a bird cage on the paper. In fact, it didn't look like a bird cage. It was square and looked like a dog cage. An Xuefeng's falcon 'Xiao Pao' never lived in a cage, but the police dog Lao Qiang liked to sleep in the dog cage every night.

The cage was drawn, but there was still a bird missing.

An Xuefeng drew it casually, and suddenly in his mind, the image of Nezha's spirit turning into a strange bird appeared.

"Keng!"

A hole was pierced through the paper, and the pen tip broke under An Xuefeng's strong force.

* *

"Keng!"

Wei Xun, who woke up faintly, heard a strange clang, as if someone was beating gongs and drums in the distance.

"Oh, you finally woke up!"

The fragrance of the plant was fragrant, as if someone had brought tender vanilla wood to him, but Wei Xun turned his head away in disdain - ferrets lacked a cecum and were pure carnivores, and no plants were attractive to him at all.

Not even spiritual ginseng.

"This little mink is quite energetic."

Familiar voice, familiar breath, Wei Xun was relieved, opened his eyes and saw a ginseng doll squatting in front of him. The black panther cub looked very tired, and after waking up, he couldn't hold on and fell asleep, and was put into the storage props by Wei Xun.

"I'm in the emperor's private storehouse."

Tong Hege was a little depressed, and anyone who became a ginseng in the emperor's private storehouse would feel speechless. Fortunately, he could burrow underground, and during the burrowing process, he sensed Wei Xun who was in contact with the earth.

Wei Xun was restricted, and Tong Hege and others were also restricted. If Wei Xun was outside the Forbidden City or on some stone ground, it would be difficult to find him.

"It's best not to get close to the palace."

Tong Hege said seriously: "Augustus and the others are here, and they have unlocked a lot of power."

As Taoist Ban Ming had speculated before, the palace was also an important place that needed to be recorded. But not long after Wei Xun fainted, Augustus and the others might not be able to see the emperor even if they arrived at the palace.

"Where are Yu Hehui?"

"Yu Hehui is also in the palace."

Tong Hege said that he and Yu Hehui were equivalent to Wei Xun's eyes, and what they saw and recorded could also be Wei Xun's participation.

By now, Wei Xun's participation rate has increased to 18%.

"The palace is not the point, the Apocalypse explosion is."

Tong Hege said solemnly: "There are restrictions on the rules of the hotel here. Augustus and the others can take action against you."

Even if they kill Wei Xun here, it is possible. Yu and Hui are enough in the palace. Tong Hege wants to send Wei Xun out.

"No."

Wei Xun refused: "I want to meet the Fifteenth Emperor."

Participating in the Apocalypse Explosion is important, but to Wei Xun, the emperor himself is more important.

He had already seen the incarnation of the Fifteenth Emperor, the long dragon as huge as a wooden sculpture. Only the fifteen emperors, who were very close to the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, had such illusions, so you can imagine the illusions of other emperors.

The Ming Tombs are simply a dragon's nest.

It was too difficult for the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty to return to the imperial mausoleum.

But difficulty is interesting.

Wei Xun wanted to see if there would be any new reaction when the Death Ming Token faced the real emperor. In order for the next plan to go smoothly, he must increase the chips in his hands.

Tong Hege couldn't defeat Wei Xun, so he escaped to the ground with Wei Xun. He came up with an idea halfway: "Let's pretend to be the land for a while."

As he spoke, he changed his appearance. His ginseng beard turned into a snow-white beard, and he became a short, fat little old man.

"There is a record in "Tianbiandichao" that on the sixth day of May, the patrolling soldiers saw an old man with a white beard crawling in and out of the ground, and knew that this was the Lord of the Land."

Tong Hege said: "Although it is not a rumor in the palace, it can be regarded as a rumor of the apocalypse explosion."

"Land? No."

Wei Xun didn't use Tong Hege's method: "You can do the land, I already have an identity."

"Do you have an identity?"

What is your identity?

Seeing flames igniting around Wei Xun's body and the ferret wrapped in the flames, like a ball of fire, Tong Hege was startled.

"I am Vulcan."

This time, Wei Xun wrapped the Death Ming tokens in flames. The flames of Lord Huode and the palace dragon energy alerted the Death Ming consciousness in the tokens, making them excited. This kind of movement even alarmed the incomplete dragon soul. The golden dragon appeared outside, and its brilliant golden light seemed to be dancing in flames, making it look beautiful and majestic.

"Ah this, this..."

This is really good.

Tong Hege thought, so he went below the palace where the emperor was. Even though he sensed a lot of powerful auras and realized that Augustus, Orion and others were outside the palace, he was not afraid at all.

Tong Hege was the first to emerge from the ground, going up and down. The waiting people in the palace screamed, "Earth!" ’ Afterwards, he retired and gave up the cave to Wei Xun.

A fireball rolling out of a hole in the ground was really scary, especially when the flames burst into flames and condensed into the shape of True Lord Huode. It was so frightening that all the people in the palace knelt down and kowtowed, and even the emperor stood up in shock.

Wei Xun, who was wrapped in flames, said nothing and glanced around, taking in all the surrounding scenes. Then look at the emperor.

When he saw the emperor, his participation level increased by ten points!

"May I ask if you are the True Lord Huode?"

When he was silent, the emperor asked first, with a hint of urgency. This morning, the vision of the Fire Temple had reached his ears. The vision in the sky could not be ignored at all. There were many strange things in the palace that Emperor Tianqi had to pay attention to.

Now when the land leads the way, the fireball appears, and the god it turns into is exactly the same as the statue of Lord Huode in the Fire Temple. Even Emperor Tianqi wonders if this is a warning sign brought to him by God.

Wei Xun opened his mouth. He wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't.

The flames of Lord Huode were stopping him. If he really opened his mouth to talk to the emperor, the flames would dissipate on the spot.

Only warning signs are given, and no one can use their own hands or mouth.

This was Zhenjun Huode's last warning to him. If Wei Xun really dared to cover the flames of Lord Huode to warn the emperor, then I'm afraid he would just disperse the flames.

It seems that this catastrophe is inevitable.

Wei Xun thought, he was thinking from the perspective of a hotel building an attraction, using the most rational thinking.

It was too late to evacuate the residents of the Forbidden City. It’s too short to participate in this world. It will explode within four hours after entering. It was completely impossible to enter the palace, persuade the emperor, and organize the evacuation of the people in such a short period of time using conventional means.

Wei Xun suspected that it was almost impossible to see the emperor directly. Even if he just stood without speaking, the flames of True Lord Huode were decreasing rapidly - he had to leave for five minutes at most, otherwise he would not be able to maintain the strangeness on his body. elephant.

So what can he do?

"boom!"

Wei Xun didn't say anything. He directly threw the Death Ming Token in front of Emperor Tianqi. Without him having to do anything else, the group consciousness of Ming in the Death Token suddenly rose up, enveloping the dragon soul and wrapping around Emperor Tianqi's body.

The emperor's pupils shrank suddenly and he was covered in cold sweat. This abnormal situation caused panic and chaos in the palace. The loyal eunuchs desperately tried to protect the emperor, but they were pushed back by him.

The consciousness in the Death Token surged out, and Wei Xun vaguely saw a thin figure wearing a red python suit and an embroidered spring knife on his waist. He was like a skeleton, or a zombie rising from a coffin, with waterless skin clinging to the bones. The pattern on the robe was made of white bones, but the red color was soaked in blood.

But even so, he still clung to the knife in his hand, like a soldier or a general, holding on tightly and refusing to let go.

Tick ​​tock.

Tick ​​tock.

The blood fell on the ground, but there was not much bloody evil aura, but there was a resolute and murderous aura that was determined to fight to the end.

This reminded Wei Xun of the corpses of veterans who died on the battlefield when expelling corpses in western Hunan.

This is the mental pollution condensed by the consciousness in the Token of Death, and Wei Xun will not see it until now. It's not as scary and scary as Thousands of Papers or Mr. Peeling. It's not so shocking that it makes everyone afraid.

But it's scarier.

The frightened and sleepy black panther cub woke up immediately, scratching in the storage props and eager to get out.

But Wei Xun did not let it out. The mentally polluted man stood and looked at the emperor, as if his eyes were communicating.

Emperor Tianqi did not reprimand him for being 'bold'. He seemed to be shocked by the consciousness of the Death Ming Token and was also horrified by what it contained. There was even a moment when the emperor's eyes changed. The majestic and sad eyes were more like the wooden dragon.

Token of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty died.

Wei Xun tasted it carefully and found it tricky.

Although the passengers' attention was focused on the Tomb of the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Wei Xun deeply remembered that the key point of his team leader's assessment was not the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty's Return to the Imperial Tomb, but the spiritual pollution in the Token of the Death of the Ming Dynasty!

What unfulfilled wish does it have? How to solve it?

Qianjiazhi’s dream is to be burned. Mr. Peeling wants to have a perfect shadow puppet show that will be praised by the emperor. So what does this mentally polluted person want?

Wei Xun can basically think of what it wants. But no matter what he wanted, it was basically impossible.

Because the Ming Dynasty died long ago, this is the most difficult point in this team leader assessment!

Can a grand sacrifice really fulfill the wish of the Death Token?

Wei Xun doesn’t think so!

Just looking at it from the first attraction to the present, whether it is when the Nezha spirit appears, or when the evil dragon of the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty appears, or when the mountain god meets the real dragon on the fifth floor of the underground palace, or even when the wooden dragon appears, , this one has never come out!

Wei Xun didn't want to drag this change to the end, to the battle of Dragon's Nest.

If you don’t want to tell me, then just go and tell the emperor face to face!

Sure enough, after meeting the 'real' emperor, this mental pollution also came out.

"The Ming Dynasty...is dead..."

Wei Xun heard Emperor Tianqi muttering to himself, and sat down on the dragon chair in a state of exhaustion. He looked very young, just twenty-two years old, at the age of a modern college student, but his face was pale, with two lines of clear tears streaming down his cheeks, his face was ashen, and he was holding the Death Ming Token tightly, but he couldn't even look at it Dare to look at it again.

"The Ming Dynasty...is dead..."

He turned upside down and murmured this sentence repeatedly, unable to recover for a while.

And the one who had been standing, mentally polluted like a general, finally knelt down.

"I, my minister, died on the battlefield and was wrapped in horse leather."

He is really like a general who died in battle and can never return to his homeland, or one of the thousands of soldiers. When the dynasty is destroyed and the country is destroyed, where is the hometown?

"Get up quickly..."

The emperor stood up and went to help him with his own hands, but he staggered and was supported by the general. The king and his ministers looked at each other with tears streaming down their faces. That kind of grief even aroused Wei Xun's crow badge, and the death token whined, like thousands of people wailing.

The country is dead, and there is no homeland or roots anymore.

Even now, in the illusion of this scene being repeated, the Ming Dynasty is still there, but when I think about the reality, I feel even more sad.

Seeing this scene, Wei Xun understood something. He understood what the general's mental pollution wanted and what the final 'sacrifice' meant.

It is not a sacrifice for the return of the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty.

Instead, we offer sacrifices to the dead Ming Dynasty, to this long gone dynasty, and to the soldiers who died on the battlefield and could not return to their homeland.

They deserve a grand sacrifice.

"Um?"

Wei Xun wanted to hear what they were discussing, but suddenly he felt a faint aura of death, and his heart moved slightly. The next moment, Wei Xun only had the shadow of flames on it, but the mink body got back to the ground, letting Tong Waka filled the ground.

‘Death! ’

Tong Hege secretly whispered to Wei Xun, and sure enough, what he just felt was true.

The flame shadow was mixed with Samadhi True Fire, and Wei Xun could sense the movement outside even if he was not on the ground. Sure enough, after a while he 'saw' an undead floating leisurely into the main hall.

Good guy, it has also transformed into the appearance of the Fifteenth Emperor, which is extremely lifelike, as if it were carved from the same mold as the Emperor.

Wei Xun knew at a glance whose handiwork it was—the devil businessman had taken action! This is not his true body, but an undead soul that he controls and uses for testing.

Wei Xun suddenly became interested. What was the devil merchant doing now? Participating attractions? That's not right.

But no matter what——

"Sa!"

The bright sword struck down, and before the undead Xie Chong could get close to the emperor, he was killed by the spiritual pollution of the Death Token!

No, it wasn't a chop. Wei Xun was keenly aware that the undead died too quickly, as if it was deliberately disintegrating.

But no matter what the devil merchant wanted to do——

"Boom!"

The raging flames ignited, and the flames of the Fire Lord and the Samadhi True Fire burned the dead air of the undead completely!

* *

"The palace is really dangerous."

In an uninhabited cold palace, the undead crystal in the devil merchant's hand shattered into powder, and then the powder turned into a white color burned by fire, completely without any undead breath.

He withdrew his hand with a solemn face, and did not release another undead immediately, but thought about countermeasures first.

The devil merchant's 'birth point' was very good. When he was involved in the scene replay, he was directly alienated and entered as an undead, and then appeared in the cold palace where many people had died.

This time he learned his lesson. After all, it was difficult for a Westerner to move in this scenic spot. The devil merchant simply stopped being a human. He pretended to be a ghost and collected a lot of information. After the participation rate increased to 5%, he recovered some strength and no longer had to go out in person, but could control the ghosts.

There were too many people in the Middle East of the team, and now they have returned to the ancient East. To be honest, the devil merchant did not intend to compete with Xiao Cui for participation, because it would not be very useful for the next journey anyway.

What he really wanted to do was to solve the commissioned task of "finding sweet water"!

At the beginning, he and Xiao Cui took on the commissioned task of Nezha Ling together, but Xiao Cui completed it, but he did not. Now Nezha Ling is no different from Xiao Cui's brother. This is the last scenic spot. If he still cannot complete the task of finding sweet water, the devil merchant thinks that Nezha Ling may embarrass him at the most critical moment!

With the confrontation mission imminent, the devil merchant must solve this problem first.

He had previously possessed several palace people with his ghost. In addition to finding information about the Apocalypse explosion, he also found a lot of information about Yuquan Mountain.

It is said that the tea that the emperor drinks is made from the sweet water of Yuquan Mountain! The water of Yuquan Mountain is the best water, and of course it is for the most distinguished people in the capital.

The devil merchant could not determine which water was for the emperor to drink. The palace was too big and the time was too short, so he had no time to investigate.

Just steal a cup of the emperor's tea!

Although it is a scene replay now, it is reasonable that the things inside cannot be brought out. But the undead monarch has a way, he can "bring" some things in his memory to reality.

Of course, this will cost a lot of power. The undead monarch took the opportunity to ask for more freedom and power, and the devil merchant agreed.

This is to seek the skin of the tiger, but it is also to prepare for the final battle in advance! The black widow left again, which made the devil merchant worry about Xiao Cui, and his heartstrings were tight.

If all the strong men participated in the battle in the end, not to mention the half-life Taoist who could use Tianwen, Mia, Oren and October 10th alone, these strong men were unsealed, which would be absolutely terrifying. Nezha Ling and Black Widow might also take action, as well as their chief examiner, those big shots standing at the top of the hotel...

The devil merchant wanted to have a real competition with Xiao Cui. He didn't want the competition between him and Xiao Cui to become a competition between those powerful forces, but he couldn't think of any way for a while.

As if it rained all night, the ghost he sent out to steal tea was completely wiped out!

As expected, there are capable people around the emperor! This task of finding sweet water is not easy to complete.

The devil merchant took a deep breath, suppressed his heart, and prepared to release another ghost-not robbing the emperor, he would rob the eunuch who changed the water for the emperor later!

* *

In the hall, in the cave, the mink cub huddled together, thinking for a while, and suddenly laughed.

It happened that the flame of the Fire Deity True Lord was about to expire. In the last minute and a half, the mink cub crawled out again and floated in the flame. This time he directly dispersed the flame of the Fire Deity True Lord, and only the Samadhi True Fire burned. And he had initially gained the emperor's trust, so this change did not surprise the emperor.

The reason why he took the flame of Huode Zhenjun was that Wei Xun was about to start talking.

"Meet Huode Zhenjun."

Looking at it again, Emperor Tianqi's tears had been wiped dry, and the general's shadow was still standing beside him.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to say more."

Seeing that Emperor Tianqi wanted to say something, Wei Xun directly blocked his words and said lightly: "The disaster is coming, it is obviously of the fire virtue, which conflicts with water, and the water of Yuquan Mountain is a big dragon, even I find it difficult."

Wei Xun thought again and again, and finally suspected that the devil merchant wanted to take advantage of the scene to replay and complete the task of "finding sweet water"!

"Zhenjun is right."

The fifteenth emperor responded solemnly: "I will order them to dump the water of Yuquan Mountain in the palace."

But Wei Xun shook his head and said mysteriously: "Water enters the soil and is still water."

"This."

Wei Xun put his hands behind his back, and then handed out the ginseng doll Tong Hege: "Give it all the water."