Strangely enough, Hu Zi, who was unconscious, immediately recovered as soon as he walked through the gate of the underworld and entered the fake tomb. The heaviness in his head disappeared, and his whole person became light and airy.
It seems that the illusions of fake graveyards and real graveyards are mutually exclusive. Feng Jing knelt on the ground and was very tired. Huzi had a guilty look on his face and stroked her back gently.
The skeleton under their feet is still moving. Song Hua and the disciples of Bai Weapon Refining Dao are still stuck in the skeleton and moving. With the tools, they can compete with other sects, but with real materials, it will be impossible. , being confused by the illusion over and over again, Huzi couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and wanted to pull them out.
Feng Jing coughed and shouted no, Huzi was stunned for a moment and pressed Song Hua in again. After that, Song Hua frowned and blood flowed from her nose. Feng Jing gasped and said: "They are in a deep illusion. Breaking it forcefully will kill them. The entrance to the cemetery is the weakest place for illusion. We can leave instructions. Whether they can see it or not depends on their destiny."
Huzi said oh and sat back next to Feng Jing.
"Sister, rest for a while. I'll go in and look for Mu Ziyun again." "No, I'll go. You go out and get some air. I can practice magic for a while longer." "How can that be done?" Huzi shook his head like a rattle. "If you go in, even if you beat me to death, I won't leave."
"Alas" Feng Jing sighed, "I regret it so much. I shouldn't have brought you here. It was because of my greed that I didn't even care about your safety." "What are you talking about? Sister, those two guys always get into trouble. You If you don’t bring them here, they will come secretly. Don’t worry, Mu Ziyun said he would come back, and he will come back.”
There was no trace of doubt in Huzi's eyes. It should be said that he completely blocked Mu Ziyun from thinking that Li Mu would have trouble.
In front of the gate of the underworld, there were only two of them 'living people', sitting on a pile of skeletons. The two of them were stunned. Feng Jing naturally leaned against Huzi and put her pillow on his shoulders. Huzi looked calmly ahead. , of course, I was so excited that I wanted to die.
What was rare was that he could endure the fact that his own heartbeat did not change. Feng Jing put her hands together and whispered: "Huzi, think about it carefully with me, how did Li Mu disappear?"
"Uh, okay." Huzi breathed a sigh of relief, "He left on his own." "Huh?" Feng Jing raised her head and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Sister, the three of us are stuck together all day long. We don't hide anything. Before I came here this time, I thought Li Mu was strange. Mu Ziyun didn't say anything, but I knew he was aware of it." "Strange? What's so strange about it?" Feng Jing was still puzzled.
"According to his previous temperament, even if you beat him and scold him, eldest sister, he will not come. He knows his weight. Tiannunu Cemetery is full of fog. A drag may cause everyone to sacrifice. Therefore, he will not come. ."
"No, I asked him to," Feng Jing argued. Huzi laughed and said: "This boy usually behaves the most obedient, but in fact he is the most evil-minded. It's just that the eldest sister is suppressing me and I am in charge. Mu Ziyun is bullying and can't carry it out. Sister, the three of us are covered with the same quilt." Big ones, everyone knows very clearly what they are thinking."
"Then why did he leave?" "I don't know. Let's wait until Mu Ziyun brings him back." "How can you be sure that he is in the crevices of the rocks? What if he is still in the fake cemetery? Don't forget, we We didn’t search all the places, and I asked Liu Xiaoxiao, and when they walked away from us and walked into the real cemetery, they didn’t see Li Mu at all.”
Feng Jing continued: "It stands to reason that he has experienced the same place as us and received the same illusions. He should not go astray with us." Huzi shook his head and said nothing. It was Mu Ziyun's job to use his brain. He only Know how to do tricks.
"Eh?" Huzi remembered something and said to Feng Jing: "Sister, the real and fake cemeteries are different. One is a thick soup where tens of thousands of people were cooked, and the other is a bone tower. Let's go and have a look." There's no need to wait. For other things, Feng Jingen said nothing and followed Huzi to the thick soup not far away.
The soup didn't change much. The fake tomb was real as long as it wasn't affected by illusions. As the skeletons moved around, layers of waves formed in the soup.
The smell was still so bad. The two of them looked at the bones in the soup and thought about their own things. They thought about how unconscionable Nunu was that day. Sitting at the top was not enough, but he wanted to kill so many creatures for no reason. .
After half a cup of tea, the two people who were in trance exclaimed at the same time.
"Um, sister, please go ahead." "Have you noticed that the bones inside have no place to move at all? The ground here is moving, so the soup should also be moving." "It seems like" Hey, what, you found something else?"
"Bone tower, didn't you realize that the outline of the bone tower in the real cemetery is similar to the bones in the soup?"
Feng Jing stood on tiptoe anxiously and took a look. It was really like this. It was more than similar, it was exactly the same. It really looked like the bone tower had fallen into it, but what did this imply? The two looked at each other and spread their hands helplessly. Feng Jing squatted down and raised her chin. Huzi was so angry that he kicked a skull into the soup.
"Wuwu" After the skull entered the soup, it opened its mouth wide and made a whining sound, like a person howling. The two of them were stunned. Feng Jing screamed and tightened Hu Zi's waist. Even the bold Hu Zi broke into a cold sweat.
It's so scary. Who can bear such a sudden scream? Huzi was unwilling to give in and kicked another skull in. "Oh! Oh!" He still howled like a living person.
Huzi rolled his eyes, stomped his feet and shook dozens of skulls. He pushed forward with his right arm, and all of them were poured into the thick soup. Suddenly, continuous howls and cries began, and Feng Jing was afraid. He covered his ears and leaned into Huzi's arms. Amid this howl, the cemetery began to change.
The bone tower in the real cemetery suddenly began to tremble, and the skeleton underneath collapsed and slowly sank. At the same time, the bones in the thick soup were also submerged into the soup one after another. Huzi was not going to stop and beat more skulls into the soup. Although he couldn't figure it out, he felt that doing so would definitely be useful.
Deep in the Tiannunu Cemetery, the labyrinth-like passages slowly unified. At first, they only moved slightly, and soon began to violently turbulence.
In this way, the hidden people appeared, the disappeared people appeared, and the people who should not have appeared were found dumbfounded. Everything was in chaos. There was a huge pothole in front of Mu Ziyun. This was just now It was said to be caused by a typhoon. As for the monster, even its bones were gone.
Mu Ziyun, who wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, changed his position blankly as the ground moved. When the two far apart passages were connected, the lost people met. Mu Ziyun's face was really ugly. On the other hand, Mo Chaozhen, who was opposite him, recovered from his surprise first.
"Hahaha, let's see who can save your life this time."
