Luo Yi resisted the urge to draw his sword and kill people, but it was actually because he couldn't draw it out.
He glared at Ren Miaomiao fiercely, "Don't mention knocking me down!"
Ren Miaomiao simply pulled him down, closed his eyes and continued to raise his sword.
Judging from this appearance, Ren Piaomiao's injuries are almost healed.
Luo Yi is not in a hurry to go to the fifth floor. According to Ren Miaomiao's temperament, since he has gone to the fifth floor, he will basically not come back. Maybe the fifth floor is very dangerous.
Of course, maybe the fifth floor was not interesting, so the old man wandered back by himself.
There was nothing he could do, Luo Yi had seen so many people, but Ren Miaomiao was the only one he couldn't see through.
Completely invisible.
He didn't seem to have any rules, and no one knew what he would do in the next second.
If I have to say it, his code of conduct may be... it depends on his mood?
Luo Yi walked up to An Ling, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and made a radish-like gesture, trying to pull An Ling out.
This dark mausoleum seems to be inserted into the ground, but in fact it is trapped by the law.
Luo Yi's arms were lit up with magical patterns, and he was grinning. He touched them really hard.
As a result, after working for a long time, the Anling didn't move at all.
There was a fine drop of sweat on Luo Yi's forehead, but An Ling was still the same as before. It seemed that he couldn't do anything hard.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Ren Miaomiao quietly, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Ren Piaomiao's sword lay quietly across his knees. It seemed that it was not affected by the laws of this place at all.
Luo Yi scratched his head.
Okay, let’s not be ashamed to ask.
Luo Yi put his hand to his mouth, coughed twice, and then slowly walked towards Ren Miaomiao.
"That...your sword..."
Luo Yi laughed twice, quite embarrassed.
"Why wasn't your sword disarmed? How did you do that?"
Ren Piaomiao ignored him.
Luo Yi shamelessly continued: "Is there any secret technique? Or some trick? Why don't you tell me?"
"Happiness alone is not as good as happiness for everyone. Do you think this is the truth?"
Ren Piaomiao still ignored him.
Luo Yi said seriously: "If you want to talk about this swordsmanship, you say second, who dares to say that he is first? For this, you really have to tell me the secrets in this sword tomb.
If nothing else, I know your temperament. You are indifferent to fame and wealth. You probably don't bother to mention this to outsiders, but you can bear it, but I can't bear it. If you hold back and don't talk about it, that's called being indifferent to fame and fortune. If I hold back and don't talk about it, that's called being unjust.
Think about it, this is a sword tomb. If you just show off your swordsmanship with both hands, wouldn't it make the gods and ghosts cry? These are all beautiful stories, and they are truly the style of a swordsman. "
Ren Miaomiao was like an old monk in meditation, completely ignoring Luo Yi's thoughts.
Luo Yi was patient. He squatted next to Ren Miaomiao and kept talking. He had no choice but to go to the fifth floor.
The soul contract can't light up for no reason. Since there is no trace of the master's daughter on the fourth floor, it can only be found on the fifth and sixth floors.
No matter which level he reaches, Luo Yi must find the reason why the soul contract lights up.
Without An Ling in hand, Luo Yi was really unsure.
What's more, there is Shen Tumo following behind.
"Old Ren, Brother Ren, Uncle Ren, can you just say something? If it doesn't work, just say something."
Luo Yi's voice was almost smoldering when he spoke, but Ren Miaomiao acted as if he hadn't heard, which was really embarrassing.
Suddenly, Ren Miaomiao opened her eyes and looked at Luo Yi, "Are you done?"
"Um."
"roll."
"okay."
Luo Yi stood up with a long sigh. After all, he paid by mistake.
Ren Miaomiao closed her eyes again, looking like she had made up her mind not to talk to Luo Yi.
Luo Yi didn't look for trouble anymore. He rubbed his face and looked at An Ling with a solemn expression.
In fact, he could probably guess why he couldn't pull out the dark mausoleum. He said that it was all because of that law.
This is actually a problem. There are restrictions in the Tower of the Dead, and strong people at the Tongxuan realm and above cannot enter at all.
But if you want to master the power of the law, or break the law, you must reach the Tongxuan realm.
Therefore, this law is unsolvable in this fourth level.
But Ren Piaomiao was able to ignore this law.
Luo Yi is not the kind of unreasonable person. Ren Miaomiao can do this because he must have his own secret.
This is equivalent to if Ren Miaomiao keeps asking how he did it and was able to devour and absorb the Nether Demon Soldier, how should he answer?
You can’t say that I have the Heaven-Swallowing Creation Sutra and that I have the inheritance of the Divine Emperor. This is really not difficult for me.
Luo Yi sighed, that's all.
Even if there is no Anling, he must continue upward.
The soul contract suddenly lit up, and there was a ghost here again. What Luo Yi was most worried about now was that if the master's daughter was really in this tower, then the situation might be very dangerous.
God knows if there is any ghost here? If so, would these ghosts attack her?
Luo Yi has no time to waste any more time here.
He took off the ice soul spear behind him and walked towards the stone tablet.
The entrance of this stone tablet is very similar to the tombstone from the third floor to the fourth floor. It looks ordinary. As long as you reach out and touch it, a suction force will immediately come from it, and then people will be sucked into it.
Luo Yi did not hesitate. He held the ice soul and pressed his palm directly on the stone tablet.
The next moment, a majestic suction force suddenly came from the stone tablet.
Luo Yi's figure was like falling into a deep lake, ripples appeared on the stone tablet, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Yi disappeared on the fourth floor.
Luo Lin looked back and forth a few times, and then entered the fifth floor.
Finally, there is the corpse figurine Hanba.
There was another round of spinning, and when Luo Yi opened his eyes again, he had already reached the fifth level.
But before Luo Yi could take a closer look at what the scene was like on the fifth floor, a sword sound came from behind him!
An ancient sword that was all black suddenly came from behind Luo Yi, pressed against his ear, and pierced the ground in front of Luo Yi with a buzzing sound!
After piercing the ground, the sword body was still shaking.
This sword is none other than An Ling.
Luo Yi touched his ears and then swallowed.
He did not rush to pull out the dark mausoleum in front of him, but slowly turned around, looked at the stone tablet behind him that was almost identical to the one on the fourth level of the mountain, and cursed: "Ren Piaomiao!"
"You fucking want to kill me?!"
