When Li Xiake saw the bloody monster in the air being blown by arrows, he was stunned for a while, and a movie he had watched before appeared in his mind: "Why is this a bit like the feeling of Ouyang Feng's flying boots killing Wang Chongyang in the movie? Couldn't this guy really be killed by chance, right?"

He pressed his body against the stone wall and looked up at the sky. When the blood mist in the air was blown by the mountain wind, he felt relieved: "It seems that he can't die anymore! Tsk tsk, I don't know which master did this attack just now. This is amazing! Thousands of miles away, killing with one blow, such a method is no longer the aura of a mortal!"

Although Li Xiake was surprised when he saw the shocking attack just now, he was not afraid: "Everyone is human, it doesn't matter that they are so powerful, I can't reach this level! Whether it is Brother Chang or Brother Yuan Fei and Yuan Second, they all say that my qualifications are unparalleled in the world. As long as I work hard, it may not be difficult for me to reach this level in the future!"

His mind was full of thoughts, but his body floated lightly into the cave.

When I returned to the cave again, I saw that the blood pool, which had just been filled with blood, had dried up. A big hole appeared at the bottom of the blood pool, and the blood from the blood pool flowed down the big hole. As for the baby's corpse in the blood pool had long been smashed into pieces by the angry blood monster. Even the blood pool itself had been blown up on the spot, forming a big pit. The bottom of the pit was a deep cave. A faint cold and bloody smell slowly emerged from the cave, just like the breath of the blood-colored monster just now.

"What's underneath? Is it the monster's nest just now?"

Li Xiake looked at the bottom of the pit curiously. As soon as his head approached the edge of the pit, he felt the coldness was strong and the smell of blood was sensation.

"There shouldn't be a second monster here!"

Thinking of what the blood-colored monster said just now, although the cave below was gloomy, Li Xiake was not worried: "The monster just clamored, "Xiao Jingxuan, what about my blood food, not our blood food, which is enough to show that this monster was raised by Xiao Jingxuan, so it is very familiar with Xiao Jingxuan. If there is another monster in the cave, then the monster would not be said to be 'me', but 'we'!"

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to walk on rashly. The cave is so gloomy. God knows what will happen inside. Maybe the blood-colored monster will not exist. But who can guarantee that there is no strange thing except the blood-colored monster just now?

Standing by the big pit and pondered for a while, Li Xiake's palm shook slightly, and a sealed three-foot-high wooden barrel appeared in his hand, and then threw it gently, and a soft force was emitted, slowly sending the barrel into the cave. Just as the barrel was about to enter the cave, Li Xiake pointed to the bouncing, a wisp of sword energy flew out, and a "swish" sounded, saying that the barrel made a small hole, and a small stream of black and brown liquid sprayed out from the cave. Then the barrel slowly landed on the ground and rolled down the cave. After a while, the sound became farther and farther, and it became smaller and smaller. In the end, everything calmed down.

Li Xiake sensed it carefully and found that nothing was abnormal. He immediately took out a rocket, ignited it with a fire slit, and threw the rocket into the cave.

When he ruled the Ming Dynasty and fought against the Western Navy in the Western sea, he suffered a great loss under the Greek fire, a powerful weapon of the Western naval battle. This "Greek fire" was the "Western Regions turbulent oil" that Tiezhu and He Hu had dealt with Li Xiake before. This kind of thing could burn on the sea and burn wherever it was. At that time, the navy soldiers suffered a lot. In the end, Li Xiake took action personally and killed the local leader, which was considered a victory.

Later, at the instruction of Li Xiake, Dongchang Fanzi took action. After seeing a period of inquiries, he finally asked about the recipe for the Greek hot production, and this thing became a weapon in the naval battle of the Ming Dynasty.

Because this thing is very powerful, Li Xiake specially put a few buckets into the Bronze Hall. The wooden barrel that he just threw out was filled with this kind of tinder oil.

Now the turmeric oil has spilled the cave with the rolling of the wooden barrel. After Li Xiake rocket was thrown in, a "suddenly", the flames quickly rose from the cave. In an instant, thick smoke rose everywhere in the cave and the flames were raging.

After the tincture oil was ignited, Li Xiake stopped looking at it, and walked into the bloody cave, walked more than ten feet away, turned a corner, and his eyes suddenly became clear. It turned out that there was a small valley behind the bloody cave, with green trees and vines intertwined and coiled on the rocks. The colorful flowers were blooming in full bloom, the stream was gurgling, and the fragrance of flowers was rising.

Not far away, there are pavilions, towers, small bridges and flowing water. The buildings are unique in nature and fun, which shows that the designer is ingenious and has hills and valleys in his heart.

"Is this building built by Xiao Jingxuan, an old man from the blood nest, himself? If it was built by himself, then this person's aesthetic taste is quite good!"

After walking around the small courtyard bridge, Li Xiake was very surprised: "The person who can design such a building should be a wonderful person. Why is it that old thing that Xiao Jingxuan has a unkempt and evil spirit?"

At first, he thought Xiao Jingxuan was cruel and easy to kill. He was a lunatic guy, but when he saw the buildings in front of him, he realized that he might underestimate this person.

Xiao Jingxuan is cruel, cruel and cold, and has a sense of evil spirit. But being bad does not mean that he has no culture! It does not mean that he has no aesthetic taste. It is possible that Xiao Jingxuan is very talented, otherwise he would not live in such a delicate and beautiful place.

However, the pavilions and towers were beautiful, but the group of servants and disciples who cleaned the courtyard all died on the spot. Along the way, there were many people wearing blood-clothed clothes with different bodies and heads. Just looking at the wound, you knew that it was done by Gao Wenzhou's iron ruler.

"It turns out that Gao Wenzhou entered here first and killed Xiao Jingxuan's disciples before he fought with Xiao Jingxuan in the Blood Drop Cave."

Seeing a group of blood-clothed men killed along the way, Li Xiake understood what means Gao Wenzhou used to solve Xiao Jingxuan. He should have sneaked into the back cave and killed Xiao Jingxuan's disciples with extremely fast and ruthless means, and then faced the enemy with Xiao Jingxuan who was caring for the blood lotus in the blood cave.

When Gao Wenzhou made these actions, he must have taken action to the extreme, because some men and women in blood still sit or stand quietly, sitting in the garden or courtyard in groups of three or three. Although they have already remembered to die, they still maintain their original posture.

However, some people had a blood hole on their foreheads, some people's hearts were shattered, and some people's entire heads were punched into their abdominal cavity, with all kinds of death.

Li Xiake walked around here and found that there was not a single living thing. However, he was used to seeing life and death, and did not care about these things. Instead, he wandered around the pavilions and towers with great interest.

At the end of these courtyards, there is an extremely thick old tree. The diameter of this old tree is five or six meters long, and it is fiery red. Countless thick branches like dragons are surrounded by each other, forming a huge blood-colored bird's nest. In this "bird's nest", there is a small two-story attic standing among them.

Li Xiake walked along the natural staircase wrapped in vines into the blood-colored bird's nest-like branches, and slowly entered the small and delicate attic.

After entering the attic, I saw a portrait of a woman hanging on the red wooden back wall when I was facing the fire. The woman in this portrait was extremely beautiful. She was squatting by a stream and bent down and smelling a small flower. Her nose was slightly wrinkled, and her face showed dimples, revealing several teeth like weaving shells.

This painting is easy and freehand, and it is warm and quiet. It can be seen that when the painter draws, he must be peaceful and happy, and his pen will be light and smooth, and his joy will be integrated into the pen tip.

This painter is very good at painting. Just looking at this painting can give people a sense of ease and joy. The woman in the painting seems to be about to walk out of the painting. When you look closely, it seems that the woman's breathing sound can be heard. If you look at it, it seems that her breasts are about to rise and fall.

"Good painting skills!"

Li Xiake looked at it for a moment and exclaimed: "I wonder who has this level?"

He looked at the lower left corner and saw a line of small characters on it, saying: Xiao Jingxuan wrote a picture of his beloved wife Shui Rourou.
Chapter completed!