The flower flickered her eyes and the half of the candle held by the "ghost" in his hand lit a light red flame flower. He solemnly stepped down and lit the lead.
Almost as the leads were lit, the flower flew back and over the railings and cliffs, and fell on the platform above the rock opposite.
The sound was earth-shaking. Not to mention that palace, the entire mountain turned into gravel rain in the sky in the thunder. The rain fell on the cliff, causing clouds and mist to roll and roar, just like a fireball that exploded, throwing into the huge waves of the sea.
The three people's ears were completely shaken and lost their auditory function, and even their heads seemed to no longer grow on their necks. They were dizzy and unable to move. After a long time, they returned until the black smoke on the opposite side completely dissipated.
The power of this explosive is indeed extremely powerful. Half of the entire mountain palace was blown away, and the remaining half was covered with charred smoke and dust, shaking in the smoke and dust.
An irregular hole was blown out in the secret room. From the entrance of the cave, the entire secret room had been destroyed. The rolling gravel filled a quarter of the space of the secret room. In the scorched gravel, the tables and chairs were shattered and fell to the ground. Among the wreckage, the only eye-catching thing was the small coffin located in the corner.
Perhaps it was because it was next to the corner of the stone wall, and it did not suffer any damage. Apart from being covered with a layer of black dust, its appearance was almost perfect.
"Ghost" and Yan Hanmu simply searched in the ruins, but did not find any trace of Gusha. Hua Tian did not look for it, but stared at the small coffin and said, "I always feel that he will not leave A Yuan..." Finally, he seemed to remember something and walked to the coffin. After thinking for a while, he decided to open the lid of the coffin.
"Ghost" and Yan Hanmu also came over. After a little trouble, the three of them finally opened the lid of the coffin that had been deformed.
A Yuan's body was safe and sound, with a pale and quiet face, like a sleeping white kitten. Everything was like yesterday, when the flower turned over the last time she closed the coffin. The only difference was that a carrier pigeon with black feathers and red eyes was parked on the little girl's plain white shroud.
The black-feathered dove had weak wings and his pupils were a little lost. It seemed that the earth-shaking moment just now, and the strangers who broke in now had nothing to do with him.
The air stagnated for a moment. They searched for it for a long time and then appeared in front of them. But the three of them didn't feel any relief.
Hua Feng thought about it for a long time, but didn't know how to explain to Gusha. She felt that she had been tossing for a long time, but in the end she didn't seem to be saving, but she seemed to be disturbing.
So she turned around and prepared to leave. The moment she saw the black-feathered pigeon, she felt that no matter how she chose Gusha, whether she would stay in her daughter's coffin forever or finally leave silently, she didn't want to disturb her anymore. She felt that this would be fine. Anyway, she felt that Gusha would no longer hurt people.
So she turned around, but after walking not far, Yan Hanmu grabbed his arm and pulled it back.
"Where are you going?" Yan Hanmu whispered.
Hua Fan knew that she believed her instigation and would never let her brother take the blame for no reason, so she would never let Gusha go easily like this.
Hua Feng felt a little at a loss and felt a dilemma.
The "ghost" suddenly broke the deadlock.
"He is injured, and it is very serious." Gui said. While Hua Feng and Yan Hanmu were arguing with each other, he was observing the black feathered pigeon in the coffin. At first glance, the pigeon seemed to be nothing abnormal, but if you look closely, you will find that the black feathers under its belly were very wrong - they were soaked in all the red plasma. In a small shadow blocked by the pigeon's body, the falling red blood beads had wet Ayuansu's white shroud, as if a bright little flower bloomed on the girl's chest.
After he reminded him, Hua Feng and Yan Hanmu both noticed this. The three of them fell into a brief silence again. In the silence, Hua Feng begged Yan Hanmu with his eyes. Yan Hanmu wanted to ignore her, but finally sighed and walked forward. She would control the spells of the demons little by little, some of which could be used for healing. She walked to the small coffin and reached out to stroke the black feathered pigeon's black wings soaked in blood.
The moment she let go, the dove that seemed to have lost its mind suddenly rose into the air and flew upwards, breaking away from the control of her fingers with great resistance.
Yan Hanmu's eyes were empty, and he instinctively looked around, but found nothing. She turned around, and behind her, there was a man in black dress directly under the big hole that exploded. The man was wearing a black mask to cover his facial features, and all the burnt black hair was flowing on his shoulders and chest.
His eyes, which should have been pitch black, showed a very tired ash due to blood loss. His right hand protected his left shoulder, and under the black clothes on his left shoulder, blood flowed like a stream. Blood passed through the black armor and was covered with pale fingers.
There is more than this wound on his body. From raiding the barracks to being trapped in a secret room, he has been fighting regardless of his reputation, and has suffered very serious injuries. This part on his left shoulder was injured by Mingya, and the wound is close to his heart. Although he has been relieving the powerful recovery ability of his demons, the hook and kiss poison on Mingya still penetrates flesh and blood bit by bit and is about to take his life.
"You...get out of there!" His hoarse voice was almost roaring at the three of them!
The three people standing in front of A Yuan's coffin realized that they had alarmed the dead.
Hua Feng and "Ghost" walked forward and re-covered the lid of the coffin.
Yan Hanmu said to Gusha who was extremely embarrassed: "You are seriously injured, we just want to live your life."
Gusha looked at the woman with a frosty face and forced herself to cheer up. He said angrily: "I don't know that there is a reason for saving people in this world? You just kill people, but you pretend to do this for whom?"
His tone was full of contempt, so Hua Fei felt that if he had not brought the mask on his face, he would definitely spit at Yan Hanmu...
"I have said that people are not killed by us. If we kill your daughter, why bother to come and ask you for trouble? It's better to kill them together, so clean!" Hua Feng was angry and returned it casually.
Yan Hanmu Leng said, "You said so much to him. This person is so stubborn. We just say that everything is just playing the piano to the cow."
Gusha was aroused by Yan Hanmu's sneering, and his breath became even more intense, and he seemed to fall down at any time.
"Since you are almost dead, you should think about how to survive. No matter who gives you a life, even if it is given by your enemy, you should keep it." Yan Hanmu added another knife.
Hua Feng held his forehead, and if Gusha is Yan Honglei's real sister, it might be a little relieved.