"Give me the key quickly, or I will... kill you." The masked man suddenly changed his expression and threatened.

"Don't be anxious yet, Lu Gong. I suddenly remembered that you said that this key must be left for an hour before it can be used. Otherwise, the magic power attached to it will easily overflow and hurt your own people. Therefore, I cannot give you this key yet. You need to leave it first."

Let it dry for a while." She raised her hands in front of her chest and bowed to the masked man.

The masked man hesitated again and again: "Yeah, you're right. I didn't expect you to take my words to heart. Come on and do your best -"

A scream was choked from his throat, and the masked man took a breath of cold air, because Zi Mo was holding a knife on his neck. His entire face was pale with fear, and he was unable to speak a complete sentence.

Zi Mo cast a spell on her hand, and the masked man was immediately restrained in place and unable to move. She guessed right, the man in front of her was not the real masked man, but someone was pretending to be one.

It was an impersonation, but it was also so unlike him. She walked around the person, and with a snap of her fingers, the person in front of her changed into another person.

The man in front of her was familiar to her from head to toe. His clear and bright eyes were listless at the moment, and his previous intelligence had also slackened. He was like a caught little lamb, with only a scimitar attached to it.

Show some brilliance.

"Is it you?" She couldn't help but raise her voice, "Why are you here?"

"Do you recognize me? It doesn't matter whether you recognize me or not, you have caught me now. If you want to kill me, go ahead. I'm not afraid of you."

She suddenly thought that she still looked like Xiao Pei, so it was no wonder that the boy in front of her didn't recognize her. In an instant, she changed back to her original appearance.

"Master Wu Ming turns out to be you!"

Qian Guan excitedly took her hand and looked at her from head to toe, "Master Wuming, just be okay. I thought you were locked in one of those rooms with wards and were about to steal the key."

I’m saving you.”

"So why are you here? Now that you're here, what about him?"

"The master in black said you were in danger. Who knew we were suddenly separated after entering this pavilion. I saw a masked man who seemed to be the leader here, so he changed his appearance to get the key."

Qian Guan said this for a long time but still didn't get it right. She still didn't know where the little King of Hell was. However, Yan Song's magic power was so powerful that no one could trap him.

Now that the key is in hand, the most important thing is to rescue the people locked in the room as soon as possible. There must be some shady activities behind this. We will calculate the details after the people are released. Maybe Xiao Cheng is among them. She must be there.

I want to take Xiao Cheng back to help the old man fulfill his wish.

Suddenly there was darkness, and a powerful vortex swept everything in. When they regained consciousness, the two people were standing in front of the screen. Several deep cracks appeared on the landscape painting, and the entire screen was completely shattered in a moment.

It opened and fell to pieces on the ground.

After leaving the screen, the shaking in front of her eyes did not stop. She was still dizzy and couldn't see clearly. The sound of kicking came from outside the door, and people kept running around. Their heads turned one after another, which made her even more dizzy.

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Shouts spread from every crack: "The Huiyue Pavilion is about to collapse! A man in black robe has broken the barrier!"

Zi Mo and Qian Guan ran to the corridor. There were panicked boys everywhere. Their footsteps were so heavy that they almost trampled the corridor. In this panic, no one looked at Zi Mo and Qian Guan. Everyone looked at Zi Mo and Qian Guan.

They couldn't avoid it, for fear that they would block their way.

"This building is going to collapse soon. Master Wu Ming, let's leave quickly." Qian Guan grabbed her clothes and ran towards the crowd. There were fewer and fewer people there. Almost everyone in the pavilion gathered together. They

Instead of running, they all curled up into round balls. Rolling is always faster than running.

A wall fell down with a loud bang, and all the bottles and jars were smashed into pieces with a clanging sound, and the attic became a ruin as if in an instant.

"You go first, I'll come back as soon as I go." She pushed out a palm, and Qianguan instantly melted into large and small rolling balls, rolling out with the crowd swaying left and right, and soon disappeared, waiting for everyone

Let her go before she leaves.

She jumped up and saw that the densely packed rooms were crumbling, with countless holes in each room. Painful wails echoed in the corridor, and her heart suddenly twitched.

The barrier was still firmly sealed on the lock of the door, and no one could escape. If she had not come, no matter how hard the people inside struggled, they would eventually be buried in deathly silence and become skeletons in the ruins that would never see the light of day.

"Don't worry, I'm here to save you."

The key shone brightly among the rubble. After completing its mission, it became one of millions of fragments. It fell from the sky and was buried forever in the ruins.

Everyone crawled out of the room.

She put everyone into a big net and tied it tightly. As long as they left here before the building collapsed, everyone would be safe.

The bricks and tiles were still falling, and a figure flashed in front of her. It was a masked man!

She was taken behind the back by the man into the depths of the pavilion. Dozens of spirit moths flew out from the ring spirit. They released their magic power to try to pull the man away, but were kicked back. Four or five spirit moths flapped their wings a few times.

It stopped moving, stuck to the tile debris and fell straight into the abyss.

The masked man dragged her inside, and all the bricks poured down and flooded her field of vision. She dodged left and right to avoid the stones, but she still couldn't avoid the scratches from the stones. Bricks fell from the sky and hit her.

On the head, there is no time to dodge.

The masked man kept dragging her deeper into the pavilion. It seemed that the masked man even risked his own life in order to let her be buried in the ruins. It was really crazy. If this continued, both of them would die in the ruins.

The bricks hit her head so hard that it started to feel numb. Several pillars hit her head. Her head fell crookedly on her shoulders. The clothes on her shoulders had already been torn off. Her flesh was red, bruised and rotten, and there were blood stains on her collarbones.

Banban, there is no good meat left.

She can still hold on.

There are still so many lives in the big net. As long as you can get rid of the masked man and escape, everyone in the big net will be saved.

The desire to survive has never been so strong. She gritted her teeth and raised her heavy head to stare at the masked man. There were many bruises on the masked man's body, and he seemed to be shaking and couldn't hold on for long. In this case, she might not be able to survive.

lose.

The dense spiritual power in her palm transformed into a stream of fluorescent white light, and she shot it past the masked man when he wasn't paying attention.

Great, hit.

She closed her eyes slightly.

The masked man suddenly poked his head out and slapped her back without being affected. The force of his palm rushed into her body and hit her violently, making her feel as if her internal organs were about to be shattered.

She suddenly opened her eyes, wondering why her palm didn't work. She exerted her strength again, but the condensed spiritual power flashed a few times and suddenly collapsed, and a few sparks faintly disappeared.

Why did it happen at this time? The magic power given by the Little King of Hell was almost gone at this time. She couldn't remember how long she had been dragged, her hands were weak, and her body was so limp that she had no strength at all.

"Go to hell!" The masked man growled in the dull voice and then let go of his hand. As soon as her body was loosened, she was rushed into the rubble.

In a trance, several spiritual moths flew toward her but she couldn't see them clearly. She fell rapidly and uncontrollably.

Suddenly there was a burning pain on her face. She opened her eyes and moths were rubbing against her face. Their wings were stained with pieces of gilt black gauze. Her eyes brushed against a sharp tile and she closed her eyes in pain.

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Suddenly it stopped falling.

When she fell into the warmth, she thought she was dreaming, but this dream was too real, as if she was falling into a hug. Her head hurt so much that it felt like a needle prick when she fell into the warmth.

She couldn't help but scream.

A hand was placed on the back of her head, and the pain quickly disappeared under the healing power. This was definitely not a dream. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids drooped heavily and she had no strength at all.

She heard the masked man screaming shrilly, moaning and screaming like a mad beast. For a moment, there was suddenly no sound.

There was nothing in her ears, as if the collapsed pavilion and the desperate struggle had nothing to do with her. In the end, she could neither see nor hear, and had no sense at all. But she knew in her heart that when the little Hades came, she would not die.

Already.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally had the strength to open her eyes and felt much better.

"Don't you want to live? If I hadn't appeared in time, you would have died. Do you know that you were going to die?"

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yan Song standing aside. Yan Song looked at her like a monster. He said word by word in a commanding tone: "From now on, you can only stay with me and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

.”

She seemed to have discovered something unusual.

She was so seriously injured just now that she almost died. According to common sense, the little King of Hell would also be affected and would lose a lot of spiritual power due to the healing. But in front of her eyes, Yan Song was clearly full of life and energy, and even had the energy to sneer at her.

She stared at Yan Song curiously, looking carefully from top to bottom, inside and out, trying to see some signs of weakness on Yan Song's body. Her gaze was so hot that she was discovered.

Turn your head quickly.

"Don't look at me. It's okay. The bumps and bruises on your body are just superficial injuries. A minor injury will not affect me at all. Besides, I have plenty of spiritual energy, so even if I activate spiritual healing, it won't hurt me." Yan Song looked at it.

Having realized her intention, she waved her sleeves and sat down.

She suddenly thought that when Bei Yin was a child, Xiao Yama always practiced the exercises with Qian Guan. Maybe he was afraid of being dragged down by her so he practiced more diligently and did not dare to slack off to improve his spiritual power.

She stared at the little King of Hell for a long time before speaking: "I can't go back with you for the time being. I have to stay here. I still have some things to do. I can't go back with you until I finish."

"Do you have the fate to stay here? You can't handle either the attic or the man wearing the silver mask. Why are you staying here? You need to know yourself."


Chapter completed!