Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Meng Xueli put a hand over the gargoyle's mouth and couldn't figure out what excitement the waste beast had just received. His courage suddenly became bigger: "It's cheaper and you don't run fast. Your small body is not enough for him to stop the teeth!"

He and Ji Xiao flew towards the second floor. After leaving the fire pond, the temperature in the tower quickly dropped, and the stone steps and stone walls exuded a cold breath, drilling straight into the bone cracks.

"Maybe the ice room."

Meng Xueli thought that there was an old mirage at the bottom of the tower, and there was fire burning in the first floor. According to common sense, the second floor should be more dangerous, and the guards or institutions should be tighter, so that King Baihe did not get any information.

The stone steps became narrower and narrower, until they were blocked by a heavy iron gate, and Ji Xiao released his insights: "There is only one demon in it."

Meng Xueli was about to break the door, Ji Xiao took out the key to the Hyena Demon Soldier, and pushed the door in first: "Stand behind me."

As the iron door opened, the air was slamming, with a hint of **** smell and rust. The mirage shuddered before the excitement subsided.

It was dark behind the door, with five fingers out of reach, Meng Xueli poured the real element into the "Times of the Time", and with a puff, the tip of the sword gleamed like a burning red candle.

He waved his sword out of thin air, and there was nothing in the light.

Suddenly, a hoarse, gruesome scolding sounded in the darkness:

"Send your uncle's meal, Lingshan's dead stray dog, call Lingshan to give his father off! Why doesn't Lingshan come, eat his mother snake slough at home? Is it delicious!"

Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli glanced at each other.

The second-floor tower was empty, and the scolding sound hit the hard stone wall, stirring back and forth, such as the magic sound filling the ears, the tide flowing, polluting the ears of the two people from all sides.

The two went in search of sound, the cold and **** smells getting heavier, the curse was dirty and poisonous, and the patterns were all over the place.

Ji Xiao's face remained unchanged, and he was deaf. Meng Xueli was slightly embarrassed. Where would this crane learn so much curse of the demon? I do n’t know. I thought our demon clan's words were vulgar and their quality was worrying.

Meng Xueli was stunned until the light of "Times of the Time" illuminates a chain of iron chains.

The curse came to an abrupt halt, turning into a cry and asking: "You are not monster soldiers, who are you ?!"

But when I saw a huge white crane lying in the dried blood stains, my wings spread out three feet, occupying half of the stone chamber.

More than ten iron chains protrude from the four stone walls, the top of the layer, and the ground, and pass through the crane wings, crane feet, and crane neck, locking the giant crane firmly. Each foot of the iron lock has thick arms covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Those extremely cold breaths actually escaped from these chains.

The white crane's head, neck and chest are still intact, its wings and feathers are broken, and only the thin flesh and blood are left.

So miserable and vigorously scolded, it was beyond Meng Xueli's expectations.

Ji Xiao frowned slightly and looked down at the iron lock. Meng Xueli asked, "Isn't it right?"

Ji Xiaodao said: "Pierce a bone chain, a magic weapon on earth."

"Can you cut it off?"

Ji Xiao nodded.

Since there is a way to crack, Meng Xueli did not go to the heart: "Maybe Lingshan has a business road to the world, just like" Hengtongjuyuan "."

He cares more about the crane demon in front of him.

When the Crane Demon saw them approaching, his **** eyes suddenly gleamed with light, as if to see through the way.

Meng Xueli asked lightly: "Do you want to live or die?"

Crane Demon sneered dumbly: "How to live, what to die?"

"If you want to die, I will give you a good time and save you from torture. If you want to live, we will cut off the bone lock and let you be free."

The Crane Demon didn't believe it and taunted: "Hah, it's very light! This lock is a powerful weapon of the human race. There is a town demon rune blessing. As long as you transport the demon power, you will be locked in the rune of the lock ..."

"Zheng" sounded crisply, Bai He suddenly felt a cold back of the neck, the sword wind wiped his cheek, and the iron lock tightly around his neck broke off in response.

Bai He's expression instantly solidified.

Ji Xiao received the sword calmly, and Meng Xueli took out a thin piece of paper from his arms, so that the other party could see clearly through the light.

"Snow Mountain Seal!" The crane demon was suspicious and his expression became complicated. "Are you, under the Snow Mountain King?"

Meng Xueli: "I have questions for you."

He took the initiative to help Baihe King save the demon, the surface condition is a shop in Baihe City. In fact, he was puzzled by some problems, and he could only explore the town's demon tower at night and find two Lingshan veterans to find answers.

He didn't know what answer he wanted to hear.

Perhaps the answer is not important, the truth is not important, because he has been reincarnated as a human, and he is also blessed with Ji Xiao due to misfortune. But it is important to ask those questions, and it is important to face past failures.

This is the courage that Dao Lu gave him.

Bai He misunderstood: "It's too late."

When any big demon sees the "Old Department of Snow Mountain", they will think that they will recruit troops to buy horses, push the renovation king, and revenge for the old king. But the old king was dead, and the new king was in full swing.

Bai Hedao: "I will not fight for any demon king again. You go."

"You don't need to fight." Meng Xueli asked, "Three years ago, King Lingshan rebelled for what happened, when did he start planning a rebellion, can you be clear?"

Bai He said in a deep voice: "The big picture is set. Does it make sense to say this now? The Snow King is destined to fail. Without a python, there will be other monsters!"

Although the escape opportunity was in front of him, Bai He still made a false statement, and was not afraid to anger the "Old Department of Snow Mountain" and was killed by a sword.

When Meng Xueli was startled, Ji Xiao asked Taoist companions: "Why?"

"Snow Mountain ’s ideal of 'all monsters are equal, and monsters don't eat monsters' is simply not working in the monster world. The big monsters punish the little monsters, and the little monsters serve the big monsters. It is the eternal rule of the monster world. It's too cruel, but I don't support Snow Mountain. "

Seeing that the other party was not angry, Bai He's tone softened slightly: "In the beginning, it was very simple. Everyone got together because of this 'remote demon's strength', this distant and beautiful idea, full of blood, looking forward to the future, began the southern war It's a long struggle. But in the end, the most ruthless demon must be able to sit firmly on the throne of the demon king.

"Lingshan is called queen, and Daxing civil engineering builds two major fortifications. On one side is the town demon tower. The horror is cold and cold, so that every demon sees what will happen if he dares to rebel against Lingshan King. , Even the little demon who opened the wise mind knows what you can enjoy if you serve the King of the Mountain of Spirits ... the one who follows me is prosperous, and the one who is against me is dead. To consolidate power, he is not as good as a python. So he lost. His death is iron proof. "

Meng Xueli shook his head: "You are not right. If you talk about heroes in terms of life or death, this is not over yet."

Bai He's face changed abruptly, and a very absurd thought emerged vaguely in his heart: "Is the Snow Mountain King not dead?"

But I heard the sound of chaotic monsters and footsteps from the first floor. Ji Xiao struck with a sword, and the iron door was locked, blocking the sound and light outside the door.

Bai He: "The demon soldiers are here!"

Meng Xueli: "How to go to the third floor?"

Bai He: "There is a flap mechanism at the top of the floor."

The two jumped on their feet, their swords rushed to the sky, and more than ten ice-cold chains collapsed together.

Bai He stared at the broken lock, dumbfounded.

Meng Xueli lifted the neck of the white crane like a chicken cub: "Let's go together!"