Lin Huang said calmly, without any emotion at all.
In the dark passage, after the two people asked and answered questions, they fell silent again.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
As you move forward, faint cries will gradually come from the rooms on both sides of the passage. It seems that a dying warrior is being detained in each room.
save……
help me.
I...I am Xuanyuan...
Xuanyuan people.
Devil... Devil... Devil is in the world...
Evil...the king is in trouble...
In the ears of the four people, the sound of crying kept ringing, like the sound of a ghost whimpering in the middle of the night. It sounded very pitiful, but it was more of a coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow.
Sends chills down one's spine.
When Bai Xiaopang raised the Night Pearl and looked at the rooms on both sides of the passage, he saw a huge rune chain inside, binding a person's neck.
That man... had his skin peeled off from all parts of his body, revealing horrific dripping flesh and blood. All his limbs were broken, and half of his face was rotten.
Already called a person, more like a monster.
Bai Xiaopang looked at that person, his eyes widened, obviously frightened.
Not only this room, but all the rooms on both sides of the entire passage are like this... It's just that some people have their hands and feet chopped off and put in jars.
Some people had their skin peeled off.
Some people had their lower limbs smashed by hammers.
Some warriors have twelve venomous snakes squirming on their chests!
…
In the passage, Lin Cangxue's sword energy was ready to go.
Such a heartbreaking scene, how can it not make people feel sympathy?
Lin Huang's expression was slightly condensed, he grabbed Lin Cangxue's hand, pressed down the sword energy, and said calmly: "If these people are really pitiful, they should have been released by the people before them, and it won't be your turn or mine."
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Lin Cangxue was stunned for a moment, and then the sword energy disappeared.
At the front, Lu Han also had a smile on his face.
After walking along the passage for half an hour, everyone saw a glimmer of light. The light was blood red, with a strange color.
"There's someone ahead!"
Lin Cangxue looked at the red light filling the hall in front and said.
Lu Han, who was at the front, nodded, holding Asiu's golden gun in his hand.
The main hall is not very spacious, only about ten feet in size. There are also very few utensils inside, except for hanging pictures, there is nothing else.
At this moment, there are three people in the hall.
An old woman with gray hair and a stooped figure. She was holding a locust wood crutch, her face was furrowed, and her smile was a little scary.
There is also a middle-aged monk.
He is said to be a middle-aged monk, but he is so handsome that he can be compared to a teenager. His skin is as white as snow and he has seven ring scars on his head.
But let alone the handsomeness of the middle-aged monk, he also wore heavy makeup, which made him look a bit enchanting.
Like a demon monk.
There was also a woman. When she saw that woman, Fatty Bai's eyes went straight.
Lin Huang's eyes... are also a bit straight!
The woman was wearing a long sheer dress that outlined an extremely graceful curve. Her waist was as slender as a water snake, and her arrogance was not hidden even in such a big place.
Especially those long legs as white as jade, straight and slender, they can pinch someone to death!
The woman looked almost thirty years old, but she didn't look old at all. She was extraordinarily charming, like a ripe fruit that can produce water when pinched, and people can't help but take a bite.
Every eyebrow and every glance is full of charm!
Gulu...
Bai Xiaopang swallowed hard.
Lin Huang withdrew his gaze and looked at this graceful young woman with a hint of wariness in his eyes. Not only for this young woman, but also for the old woman and the demon monk.
Anyone who can step up the ten thousand steps and enter the palace before Lin Cangxue must at least be in the realm of Wuhou.
Although the Dongling warriors entered this place to kill the evil king, they all had the same goal. But the most unpredictable thing in this world is the human heart!
The three people in the main hall were also like each other, and they all turned to look back at Lin Huang and others.
The old woman holding a locust tree glanced at the four people and then turned her head.
The young woman in red looked at the four of them with a smile. She looked so charming and charming that the three big men did not dare to turn around to look.
The slightly eccentric monk chanted Amitabha to the four of them, then his eyes fell on Lu Han and said:
"The benefactor is Lu Han, the benefactor of Xuanyuan Mansion?"
Lu Han nodded, "Exactly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman who had stopped paying attention to the four people suddenly turned her head again, staring straight at Lu Han with her sunken eyes.
The smile on the face of the young woman in red became even brighter.
The monk also had a smile on his face...
In the main hall, Lin Huang was holding the demon-suppressing knife in his hand. His expression was calm, but he was staring at the three of them warily. It seemed that after the monk told Lu Han's origin, there was a trace of murderous intent in the main hall.
"From the moment the poor monk stepped into the palace to the moment he walked into this hall, everything he saw and heard was about Xuanyuan and the Evil Royal Clan. I wonder if Donor Lu can help the poor monk clear up his doubts?"
The demonic monk clasped his hands together and said.
"What do you want me to explain?"
Lu Hanhan stared at the demon monk and wiped the tip of Axiu's golden gun with one hand.
The old woman holding a locust stick on the side said in a conspiratorial tone, "Then explain why the rooms on both sides of the passage are all members of the Xuanyuan clan. And the Xuanyuan Mansion in the Dongling Realm is the evil royal clan they call it?"
"It's just some lies to deceive the public!"
Lu Hanhan smiled coldly, "I, Xuanyuan Fu, have been in the Eastern Spiritual Realm for more than a thousand years, and I can walk and sit upright! How can a few words from a group of ghosts and ghosts crush your knowledge? This is too much for me, Xuanyuan Han, to look down on!
"
"Then little brother, how do you explain the stories told in the paintings in this hall?"
The enchanting young woman in red suddenly spoke, tapping her slender fingers on the dozens of scrolls hanging in the hall, and asked with a charming look on her face.
Lu Han raised his eyebrows, then looked at the scroll.
Lin Huang also raised his head and looked over, his brows gradually wrinkled...
The scrolls on the wall have no artistic value at all, but they seem to record secrets that have been sealed for thousands of years. A few simple drawings outline something that is difficult to accept in a short period of time.
Thousands of years ago, a young man walked into the Yin Yang Valley. He was the first head of the Xuanyuan Mansion, Xuanyuan Zheng!
According to historical records, at that time, except for Xuanyuan Zheng, no one else could come out alive after entering the Yin Yang Valley.
Only Xuanyuan Zheng came out alive!
However, there is another explanation on the murals in the main hall.
In the picture, the young man in white clothes was held in the hands of a ferocious monster, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and his handsome and handsome skin was completely peeled off by the monster.
Not long after, Xuanyuan Zheng walked out of Yin Yang Valley.
There is no longer that monster in the valley, leaving only a skinned bloody man...