The strange feeling made him intoxicated, as if he was in a dream and could do anything! Yan Huanren stood alone in the silent corridor, the strange smile on his face did not diminish, but grew stronger.
On the long knife in his hand, there was a cold wind lingering with purple light, and darkness flowed on the blade. Holding it, the intention of killing can't help but arise in my heart.
He picked the tip of the knife and turned the blade, silently admiring it. However, the next moment, Yan Huanren's mind
With the sound of "Boom!——", a lot of things quickly came to mind. Gradually, outside of consciousness, another consciousness formed.
Suddenly, I seemed to get some kind of induction. Yan Huanren's eyes, glowing with purple light, immediately moved away from the knife in his hand and looked up at the front of the black hole.
"Whoosh!——" A large group of black mist surged from the front. However, he did not panic and allowed the black mist to hit his face.
"Three hundred ways..." When the black mist approached, Yan Huanren's heart suddenly became clear. A total of three hundred black mists came out of the cave just now, and the names of these black mists are called knife puppets.
After obtaining the sacrifice, these sword puppets will have the same power as Yan Huanren, and will be completely obedient to him holding the sword in his hand.
In the corridor, black mist roared. Three hundred sword puppets walked around Yan Huanren, got into his sleeves, and disappeared.
Then, he picked up the long knife and turned around to leave. During the whole process, Yan Huanren and the ancestors in Shimen did not say another word.
Even polite language has been omitted. Ever since the knife drank blood, they seemed to have a tacit understanding... No questions, no answers, no doubts, no explanations.
When leaving, it was just as clean and tidy. It is unimaginable that such a transformation was completed in an instant... the mystery of it is unknown.
But no matter what, Yan Huanren got a response from his ancestor, and his trip was not in vain. Leaving at this moment made the Tulku Cave fall into dead silence again.
At the end of the dark corridor, the stone door hidden in the darkness seemed to be still open and not yet closed.
The smell of moisture was constantly blown out by the cold wind... It was silent and gloomy. Sudden!
In the deep darkness, in the ink-black void, there were two eyes two or three feet apart, slowly opening.
There was no extra emotion in the pupils of those two eyes, just like the eyes of an eagle and owl isolated on a withered corpse in the middle of the night.
Immediately, the heavy stone door slowly lowered, blocking those strange eyes inside... At this moment, it was already past the fourth watch.
It suddenly started raining over Yanwang Palace. The rain wasn't heavy, but it was pouring, covering the royal city with a layer of mist.
In front of a closed door of a golden-domed palace, Du Ning and Xia Lin, covered in armor and with long swords hanging from their waists, stood quietly under the eaves of the palace. In front of them, a rain curtain was falling lightly.
The two of them are guarding the gate of the Golden Dome Palace tonight. Inside the main hall is the organ door leading to the underground ancestral cave. Except for King Yan and other royal dignitaries with permission, no one else is allowed to enter.
Normally, the palace doors are locked, and palace guards are arranged to guard both sides of the doors. If King Yan enters it, the palace guards will be responsible for serving the king at the same time, waiting outside the door to wait for orders.
Normally nothing would happen, and King Yan would not stay in there for too long. It would take about one stick of incense after entering, and at most two sticks of incense before he could come out.
Then lock the door and let the palace guards continue to guard it. But for some reason, King Yan stayed in there much longer today than before... several hours already.
This completely disrupted the calculations in Du Ning and Xia Lin's minds. Originally thinking that they would go to bed early after His Majesty King Yan came out, the two of them found a chance to relax for a while.
Since the door of the Golden Dome Palace is always locked and only King Yan has the key, nothing usually happens even if there are no palace guards guarding it.
Therefore, looking for opportunities to be lazy is something they, the palace guards, often do. Everyone has formed a tacit understanding, a tacit and unspoken rule.
However, if King Yan stays inside and does not come out, it will be difficult to handle. Xia Lin and Du Ning really didn't expect that tonight, it would be the fourth watch, and Yan Huanren would still be inside... After standing for so long, they felt a little tired, and their upper and lower eyelids couldn't help but start fighting. .
But they still held on and stayed awake, lest King Yan would be unhappy when he came out and saw them in low spirits.
Such an abnormal phenomenon made Du Ning and Xia Lin feel very depressed. The two of them couldn't help but curse:
"Is His Majesty King Yan asleep inside?..." If there is still no movement after dawn, it means something is wrong, and other royal dignitaries must be informed to go in and check the situation.
Because only the descendants of the royal family are qualified to enter this golden-domed hall and approach the Zugu Cave. Du Ning and Xia Lin planned to wait patiently.
It would be daybreak soon... Du Ning felt that he was a little smart, so he couldn't help but twist his shoulders, swaying his shoulders from side to side, moving his muscles and bones, and the clothes and armor on his body also made the sound of cymbals.
This caused Xia Lin, who was next to him, to turn towards him and ask in a low voice:
"Old Du... what are you doing? Pay attention, lest His Highness King Yan sees it and blames him." Du Ning grinned and twisted his waist, complaining:
"Alas!...I've waited too long...my waist is almost broken!"
"Just be patient, today is a special situation, we can't be lazy..." Xia Lin couldn't help but yawned as he spoke, and muttered:
"But...it's really abnormal. I suspect that King Yan is inside..."
"Squeak -" Unexpectedly, just before he finished speaking, a slight sound of the door opening suddenly sounded, which frightened Xia Lin and made him feel sleepy.
He originally wanted to mutter that he suspected that King Yan was asleep inside. Unexpectedly, before I finished speaking, there was movement at the door!
Du Ning on the other side also quickly stood up straight. The door is indeed open. The door of the Golden Dome Hall was opened from the inside.
Not long after, a foot stepped out from the shadows. Those are King Yan's royal boots. Du Ning and Xia Lin immediately knelt down and saluted the people who came out:
"See His Majesty King Yan!" Yan Huanren's figure stepped out of the palace door and stood there. But he didn't say goodbye and leave like usual.
Xia Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, was a little curious, so he quietly raised his eyes and looked up secretly.
"Huh?..." He saw that King Yan was holding a sword without a scabbard in his right hand. Why are you holding a knife?
Xia Lin clearly remembered that King Yan did not hold a knife in his hand before entering the Golden Summit Hall. Moreover, as far as he knew, King Yan, who had lived for more than fifty years, had never been in the habit of carrying sharp weapons.
What's going on today? Xia Lin's curiosity aroused, so he raised the corners of his eyes a little higher and looked at King Yan's face from his waist.
But it didn't matter when he saw it, Xia Lin's heart immediately trembled! Because he suddenly discovered that King Yan was also looking at him at this moment.
That face shrouded in shadow actually had a pair of purple eyes! This frightened Xia Lin to quickly look away, and he knelt on the ground shivering, not daring to breathe.
He has never seen King Yan have such eyes! Full of oppression. Something was wrong... something was really wrong... Xia Lin broke out in a cold sweat and stared at King Yan's shoes on the ground, hoping that he would move away quickly.
However, after a while, Yan Huanren did not move. Just when Xia Lin was so nervous that he was about to faint, suddenly a faint word came from above:
"Go and summon three hundred palace guards here." After hearing this, Xia Lin and Du Ning, who were kneeling face to face and kowtowed, immediately raised their heads and glanced at each other.
It's not yet dawn, but three hundred palace guards have to be summoned... What are they going to do? Abnormal indeed!
But clearly now is not the time to think about that. What I want to think about now is another thing. King Yan did not name any of them to do this, so who would go?
Du Ning looked at Xia Lin questioningly. He suddenly discovered that Xia Lin's face was not looking good at the moment, very pale... Could it be that he was feeling unwell?
Du Ning, who was confused, thought about it for a while, and then he was about to agree. After all, summoning the palace guards is a hard job, and you have to run errands everywhere... If you are not feeling well, you really can't do it.
However. Just as he was about to speak, Xia Lin across from him opened his mouth first:
"Yes, obey!" After that, Xia Lin stood up and hurriedly got into the rain curtain...
