Murong Yu and others immediately gathered together and followed Murong Yin to look at the marks on the stone platform.
"The pattern of Hibiscus flower has become darker!"
Ye Xiuqi exclaimed in a low voice, with slight shock in his eyes: "Why did the pattern become darker?"
"Of course it is..." His dark eyes flashed, and he caught a glimpse of Fan Xiaodong who was leaning forward. He smiled meaningfully: "Of course it is blood..."
Hearing Murong Yin's pointed words, Ye Xiuqi fell silent, secretly lighting a candle for some unlucky guy.
Dongfang Shuofeng still didn't understand: "Blood? Murong Yu has already bled?"
Isn't that enough?
Murong Yin looked at Dongfang Shuofeng, smiling and saying nothing.
Dongfang Shuofeng suddenly shuddered and silently hid behind Murong Yu.
Hey, I can't mess with you, I can't mess with you.
Later, Fan Xiaodong didn't know what riddle they were playing and asked: "What are you talking about?"
Seeing Fan Xiaodong move up, Murong Yue said: "We are saying that if we want to open this door, we will need a lot of blood."
"Then put more..." click.
Unintentionally meeting Murong Yin's eyes, Fan Xiaodong suddenly stopped speaking.
Those eyes were as clear and calm as ever, but they made Fan Xiaodong afraid for no reason!
His eyes glanced back and forth at Murong Yin and the others, feeling horrified in his heart.
What do they want to do?
At this moment, the voice belonging to the master of the Sun and Moon Palace sounded again.
Fan Xiaodong felt like his heart was about to jump out.
"The big guy among you guessed right. To open this door, you need blood! A lot of blood! So, have you decided who to bleed?"
Fan Xiaodong's face turned pale for a moment, and his trembling body revealed the fear and despair in his heart.
"You...you can't..." Fan Xiaodong opened his eyes wide, looked in the direction of Murong Yu and Ye Xiuqi, and suddenly knelt down.
Ye Xiuqi raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with sarcasm.
"Young Master Ye, Young Master Murong, please spare my life. I was blinded by my thoughts before. I...I was just too scared! So...so I...
..”
Fan Xiaodong kowtowed desperately and searched for words, hoping to get these two people to let him go.
In his subconscious, the only people he really offended were these two people.
Without him, he would just leave their people behind.
As long as they are willing to let him go, he still has a chance of survival today.
However, how could Murong Yu and Ye Xiuqi give him such an opportunity?
If it hadn't been for the assessment before, their relatives might have really died here.
Murong Yin looked at this scene with a sneer, and suddenly raised her voice: "Little brother Murong, little brother Ye, if you can't do it, I can do it for you."
"Why! I didn't provoke you!" Fan Xiaodong roared: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to hurt my life!"
"Nothing?" Murong Yin laughed and said, "You're just bullying me!"
"How can I bully you!" Fan Xiaodong's face turned red with anger: "The person who attacked your friend was Zhu Yuchen, and you have already avenged him! I just said a few sarcastic words, and you want to take my life?"
Fan Xiaodong really didn't understand why this person was holding on to him. However, when he saw something appearing behind Murong Yin, he froze.
"This... this... you are from the Murong family!" Fan Xiaodong's eyes almost popped out: "No! If you are really from the Murong family, how could Murong Yu and the others not recognize you?
you!"
Fan Xiaodong was not stupid, so he immediately thought: "Your Bianhuahua is fake, right?! You did it to scare me, right?"
Everyone in the Murong family has a kind of Bianhua flower that always accompanies them.
It is a spiritual plant unique to Murong's family. It awakens at the age of five and stays with it for life.
As a flower that blooms in the Forget River Hell, the Flower of the Other Side is a kind of existence that people regard as terrifying. This kind of existence has been around the Murong family since childhood. This is somewhat resisted and even avoided by people.
Fortunately, the people of the Murong family are friendly and polite, and are not arrogant based on their talents. As time goes by, they have forgotten the time when the Murong family killed everyone.
However, the people of the Murong family have a special characteristic - protecting their shortcomings, very protective of their shortcomings.
Sometimes they even help relatives without taking care of them.
Fan Xiaodong did not expect that this middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties with an ordinary face was also a member of the Murong family!
"You...what do you want?"
Looking at the white Bana flowers so close at hand, Fan Xiaodong's heart collapsed.
"Well, let me bleed more." Murong Yin tapped her chin and said the cruelest words in an understatement.
Fan Xiaodong struggled desperately: "Just...is there no other way?"
"Well, you have to ask the owner of the Sun and Moon Palace." Murong Yin said truthfully: "We have come to this day and are inseparable from the owner of the Sun and Moon Palace."
Fan Xiaodong instantly developed uncontrollable hatred for the owner of the Sun and Moon Palace.
"As for why you were bleeding..." Murong Yin frowned, as if she was distressed: "Probably, it's because you are unlucky."
Fan Xiaodong: "..."
Li Luoyou and the others: "..."
To be honest, they were shocked when Murong Yin suddenly showed up.
Anyone who has lived together for two or three years would be shocked if he suddenly transforms from a lowly commoner in a ninth-level country into a nobleman related to a first-class family in a first-level country.
The white Bianhua flower is the most common color among the Murong family. It is not too out of the ordinary.
Murong Yu stared at the enchanting Bianhuahua and felt a little clear in his heart, but more importantly, he felt disappointed.
Why is it white?
In fact, this is just a skill of Manzhu Shahua, which Murong Yin just learned about.
This is also something Zi Yao can't figure out. What it senses is obviously not the smell of white Hibiscus flowers.
Did it sense something wrong?
One person and one flower will doubt everything in life.
Murong Yin didn't care how shocked they were, she didn't want to spend any more time here.
His cold eyes fell on Fan Xiaodong, and his tone was cold and ruthless: "If you bleed yourself, you might be able to control your own destiny. If you want me to do it for you, I don't know if you are still alive when the stone platform is opened.
I will give you one more time to burn the incense. After the last stick of incense has passed, you will no longer have the right to choose."
It takes a stick of incense to think about it. It sounds nice, but in fact it is still a hooligan behavior.
There is no way, this is the principle of survival in this world, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive!
Fan Xiaodong also knows that his fate has been decided, but he still doesn't give up. He wants to fight again!
Thinking that no one was paying attention, Fan Xiaodong secretly moved behind Murong Yin.
He is ready to strike first!
Since Murong Yin didn't want him to live, he would kill him first, and he would have someone to support him when he died!
Fan Xiaodong's eyes flashed with a crazy look. He pounced and tugged with his iron arm. Murong Yin was successfully restrained by him, and a dagger with a cold light was pressed against his neck!