A white jade shrimp jumped out of the wine cup and transformed into a human form before it hit the ground.
Rao Xianhong, who was struggling to get up on the ground, clearly saw the whole process of Zhang Ke's transformation, and he opened his mouth to let out a exclamation.
But in an instant she understood the situation she was in, her tongue tied up in a knot, and she swallowed back the call that was about to come out.
He even covered his mouth with his hands and looked at Zhang Ke in fear, not daring to say a word.
"You are very smart, come here!"
Rao Xianhong struggled to stand up fearfully and staggered to Zhang Ke.
Obviously, Song Yunhai's slap just now hit her hard.
Zhang Ke looked at Rao Xianhong's condition, and with a snap of his fingers, a little emerald green light flew out and integrated into her body.
Rao Xianhong didn't dare to dodge, and could only watch the green bit seeping into her skin and falling into her heart.
Almost instantly, a warm current came out of my heart.
It's like drinking a can full of hot soup when you're hungry and cold.
Endless heat is born from the bottom of the heart and spreads to all parts of the body.
The warm heat made Rao Xianhong feel extremely comfortable, and all the shortcomings and losses caused by a night of fierce fighting were instantly filled.
She couldn't help but let out a moan of extreme comfort.
"Ah~~~!"
Only then did Rao Xianhong react. Seeing Zhang Ke's slightly surprised expression, his face turned red and he hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"Junior Rao Xianhong pays homage to senior!"
Zhang Ke said ‘hmm’ and asked directly:
"Are there any consequences if I kill him?"
Rao Xianhong looked at Song Yunhai, who was as motionless as a clay sculpture, and the hatred in his heart exploded like thatch when it met a raging fire.
But she still managed to suppress her emotions and replied respectfully:
"Yes! Every disciple of the sect lit the soul lamp in the ancestral hall at the beginning of his apprenticeship. Once he dies, the soul lamp will be extinguished."
Zhang Ke nodded slightly, it seemed that he did the right thing by not killing this person directly.
This practice of lighting soul lamps is very common among sects, and everyone understands the reasons.
The same is true for Xiantian Yiqi Sect, and a trace of his soul is still enshrined in the Patriarch Hall.
Just because of this consideration, Zhang Kecai did not directly kill this evil thief.
"What issues should I pay attention to now?"
Zhang Ke then asked Rao Xianhong for questioning.
He did not threaten or offer benefits. He would distinguish the truth from falsehood by himself in every word that came out of Rao Xianhong's mouth.
Rao Xianhong did not expect that Zhang Ke would directly ask her such a question.
The races of the five realms of the Blue Realm are all different in terms of appearance and skin color.
After a short period of thinking, based on Zhang Ke's facial features, Rao Xianhong had roughly guessed the origin of the person in front of him.
She asked cautiously:
"Senior...is he from the Eastern Region?"
Zhang Ke said calmly:
"Exactly!"
Thinking of Zhang Ke's unpredictable methods when he appeared, Rao Xianhong understood that the 'Yin Ming Sect' was finished.
Since Zhang Keneng came in without anyone noticing, this 'Dance in the Sky' must have been discovered.
Although we don’t know how many people have been infiltrated, the ‘Yin Ming Sect’ is no longer lucky.
Rao Xianhong's mood was a little complicated.
In any case, the sect has raised him for many years, and he is still involved in countless emotions.
But when she turned her eyes and saw Song Yunhai, she immediately put this emotion behind her.
Last night, after receiving Song Yunhai's hint, her master rolled her up in a quilt like cargo and sent her to Song Yunhai.
In order to make her obedient, her master even used Deng Yuyan to coerce her.
In desperation, and for the sake of her feelings for a certain person, Rao Xianhong tried her best to welcome Song Yunhai.
I just hope that he can let Deng Yuyan go, but he doesn't want to end up like this.
After going through the complicated thoughts in his mind, Rao Xianhong made up his mind.
"Senior, as long as you are willing to let these two people go, I..."
Zhang Ke interrupted Rao Xianhong.
"You have no room for bargaining."
Then Zhang Ke said:
"True Lord Blood Mist killed hundreds of thousands of people in the Eastern Region. He himself and his sect are destined to be slaughtered."
Rao Xianhong's breath was stagnant. After a moment, he tried hard to argue:
"This junior is twenty-one years old this year. He has been living in this 'Wukong Pillar' since he was born and has never harmed anyone from the Eastern Region."
Zhang Ke sneered.
"The Ghost Pirates came to the South China Sea seventy years ago. Their own resources have long been exhausted, and they are burning, killing and looting everywhere.
The clothes on your body, the bracelet on your wrist, everything in this room.
Everything you eat, drink, and use is taken from the Eastern Region.
You, your fellow disciples, and your fathers have been enjoying these items soaked in blood, and now you tell me that you are innocent?"
"When an avalanche strikes, no snowflake is innocent."
"The world of spiritual practice is a world where the weak eat the strong. Since you think so, you also act like this.
If there is a cause, there will be an effect, so when one day you are treated the same way, you should not complain or defend yourself, you can only accept the consequences."
Rao Xianhong had nothing to say and could not help but feel despair.
"but......"
Rao Xianhong was refreshed and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
These two words generally represent a huge turning point.
"If you can do anything useful to me, I can be lenient and let you go."
The huge joy made Rao Xianhong tremble all over.
She was incoherent and shouted with great excitement: "Junior is useful, he can do anything, he can be a cow or a horse."
"Well, then you answer my question first."
Under the great joy and sorrow, Rao Xianhong's mind was still a little confused at this time.
'What did this senior say just now?'
Thinking hard about the request I just made.
'Oh! By the way, senior wants to know what needs to be paid attention to now.'
Rao Xianhong composed himself, thought for a moment and said:
"First, control the beast Song Yunhai and isolate the signals he may send to the outside world.
But you can’t leave the ‘Dancing Kongzhu’, otherwise the Blood Mist Patriarch will be alerted.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Ke did not care about the respect for True Lord Blood Mist in her words. Habits cannot be changed in a day or two.
"What is Wu Kongzhu?"
Rao Xianhong felt happy. Obviously the person in front of him didn't understand this place. In this case, his role would be even greater.
hurriedly explained:
"The thirty-three floors we are currently standing on are transformed from the Cave Heaven Secret Realm of the Blood Mist Patriarch.
Its true shape is actually a cylinder, which is a rare secret realm of killing the cave.
In the hands of True Lord Blood Mist, this 'Dancing Kongzhu' can be swung like a stick.
Every blow has the power of three mountains."
Zhang Ke took a breath. This was something he had never expected. The Cave Heaven Secret Realm could be used in this way.
Just by imagining it, you can understand what kind of power this secret realm of cave heaven exerts in the hands of True Lord Blood Mist.
"Can True Lord Blood Mist control everyone's whereabouts through this secret realm of cave heaven?"
Zhang Ke asked a slightly worrying question.
If True Lord Blood Mist had complete control over this secret cave, then he must have been discovered by him at this moment.
Rao Xianhong shook his head and said:
"No, Patriarch Blood Mist injured his origin after fighting with others two hundred years ago.
Now he can no longer put away the 'Dancing Sky Pillar', so he can only carry it with him.
For the 'Wukong Pillar', all that can be done is to live in it and use it as a weapon."
Zhang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time solved a mystery in his heart.
When he was sure that this was the secret realm of the Blood Mist True Monarch, he once wondered why the Blood Mist True Monarch didn't put it away but hid it in the sunken ship.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ke turned over his right hand, and a scroll appeared in his palm.
After a slide, his mind locked on a picture.
【Dreamland of Red Dust】
This is a formation that Zhang Ke created before his parents died in order to make up for the regret in their parents' hearts.
Later, he incorporated this formation into other secret techniques such as [Yellow Liang Dream Technique] and [Zhoutian Derivation].
When he was in the Central Region, he used this method to impersonate Xie Shilun.
If he hadn't revealed all the strange things about himself, no one would have noticed it.
At this time, the figure displayed on the screen by this formation is a full moon, and there is also a full moon reflected in the water below.
Zhang Ke reached out with his right hand and patted the scroll, grabbing the pictures in the scroll.
Subsequently, in a slight flash of inspiration, the painting transformed from a flat plane to a three-dimensional one, and continued to expand.
The ripples rippled, and a full moon appeared in the room, and a slight cold feeling came from the bottom of my heart.
Rao Xianhong looked down and found that he was standing in the water at this moment.
I couldn't help but bend down and cup a handful with both hands, and drops of water flowed from between my fingers.
“This is too incredible, isn’t it??”
Rao Xianhong had never heard of a spell that could produce such a magnificent effect.
Zhang Ke reached out and pushed the shoulder of Song Yunhai, who was standing upright.
Song Yunhai was seen flying like a leaf towards the full moon, while his body continued to shrink.
In the blink of an eye, it fell into the full moon.
At this moment, the water surface under the full moon suddenly rippled.
The full moon above our head is changing, gradually getting thinner from the full moon state, and gradually changing into the shape of a crescent moon.
Then the crescent shape slowly formed into a full moon again, changing over and over again.
The ripples on the water surface spread out, and Rao Xianhong saw a scene that surprised her.
A mirror image of a child of several years old appeared in the water. With the change of the full moon in the sky, the child was growing up rapidly.
In just a few seconds, Rao Xianhong already recognized the child in the mirror image in front of him.
"Song Yunhai!!!"
She couldn't help but exclaimed.
And what she saw next made her understand that the scene in the water actually showed Song Yunhai's life.
Scenes and scenes were vividly played out in front of Zhang Ke and Rao Xianhong.
Rao Xianhong saw Song Yunhai's transformation from the picture, and also saw his countless evil deeds.
The unsightly sight made her feel very uncomfortable.
Until her figure suddenly appeared in the picture at the end, Rao Xianhong instantly understood what he was going to see next.
The various insults and tortures I suffered last night are still vivid in my mind.
Thinking of showing that extremely shameful scene in front of a stranger, Rao Xianhong's face turned pale in an instant. There is nothing more terrifying than this.
At this moment, Zhang Ke flicked his hand, and the water surface in front of him rippled. The picture became fragmented and nothing could be seen.
At this moment, Rao Xianhong was full of gratitude to Zhang Ke.
He retained the last trace of dignity for himself.
Zhang Ke reached out and grabbed the full moon in the sky.
A dark shadow flew out of the full moon and landed next to Zhang Ke. It was Song Yunhai.
At this moment, Rao Xianhong clearly saw pleading and despair in Song Yunhai's eyes.
Obviously, apart from being unable to move, Song Yunhai retained all his sanity.
Zhang Ke pondered to himself, since he couldn't block the spatial connection, he couldn't bring Song Yunhai into his secret cave.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be noticed by True Lord Blood Mist.
I raised my head and looked around the room. It was empty except for the big bed and a few desks in front of me.
There is only a personal portrait of Song Yunhai hanging above the bed.
This is a picture of a sitting posture.
In this picture, Song Yunhai's body is upright, his face is handsome, his eyes are slightly closed and drooping, he is sitting on the ground with his five hearts facing the sky, and his white clothes and robes are spotless.
But these are not what Zhang Ke wants to see. His attention is focused on the black puppy crawling at Song Yunhai's feet in the painting.
Through the contrast of the little black dog, Song Yunhai is rendered extremely ethereal.
And the fact that he hangs it here fully demonstrates Song Yunhai's love for this painting.
Zhang Ke looked at the scenery in the painting, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
He raised his right hand, and a white-gold light exploded between his fingers, falling like mist all over Song Yunhai's body.
Rao Xianhong didn't understand what Zhang Ke was going to do and looked at it with a trace of curiosity.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gradually, her eyes widened involuntarily, and her rosy mouth also opened into an O shape.
Song Yunhai was covered in white light before her eyes, shrinking and changing continuously.
A few seconds later, a black puppy appeared in front of her.
Rao Xianhong looked on dumbfounded, his expression changing from astonishment to dullness.
With a move of his left hand, the scroll in front of the bed flew down and lay flat on the table.
Zhang Ke grabbed the struggling black puppy, came to the desk, looked at it slightly, grabbed the puppy with his right hand and pressed it hard on the scroll.
Countless talisman lines on the fingertips of the right hand flicker and connect, and the black puppy fills the body of the crawling puppy in the painting like a shadow in the flash of spiritual light.
In an instant, the image of the puppy in the picture became vivid, moving its ears and wagging its tail from time to time.
With a flick of his fingertips, the scroll was hung on the bedside again.
Zhang Ke looked up and down a few times and felt very satisfied.
"Haha! Since you are so narcissistic, let's blend you into the painting!"
If Song Yunhai was turned into a puppy before, Rao Xianhong still thought he could accept it.
Zhang Ke's method of filling it into the painting like ink completely subverted her perception.
Thinking about Song Yunhai, who was always so prominent, he was first turned into a dog, and then sealed into the painting.
Rao Xianhong's mind went blank, boundless fear was like a big hand holding her heart, and she felt like she could no longer breathe.
Being able to seal Song Yunhai into an ordinary painting means that he can do the same.
Zhang Ke's next move almost scared her to death.
Zhang Ke was seen covering his face with a white mask. After kneading it for a moment, he slowly turned his head towards Rao Xianhong.