"I...I want to be an official," the man in brocade said slowly, "The Bao family's family business is now large, but if you don't become an official, you're like rootless duckweed."
"Do you just want to be an official?" the old man in black robe said in a low voice, full of endless temptation, "Don't you want to have a bigger dream? I can help you realize everything, including subverting the current dynasty like your ancestor of the Bao family and letting you sit on the dragon throne I have always dreamed of."
"Ah..." The young man in brocade opened his mouth wide and after a long time he reacted, "I dare not expect so much. I am already content to be the prime minister of the current dynasty."
From then on, the man in brocade robe became the target of being bewitched.
The black light changed again. This time, a simple man appeared in front of the porcelain bottle. The porcelain bottle he faced sincerely made a wish: "I want to have endless wealth, have a large industry like the Bao family, and become a rich person."
The black light was constantly changing, and everyone in the Bao family manor came here to make a wish and dripped a drop of his blood into the avulture.
As the black light in the vase became thicker and thicker, gathered more and more, finally burst out with a bang, all the fantasies were shattered, and all the scenery in front of him disappeared.
Only the figure of an old man in black robe was seen, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Nangong Mingyue and Yang Yi.
"What are your two wishes?"
At this time, he still slowly bewitched with the hoarse and low voice.
Nangong Mingyue shook her head.
Yang Yi looked at him and suddenly smiled and said, "I have a wish here."
"Oh?" The old man in black robe heard this and looked at him and asked, "Well, then what is your wish? Then say it out, I can help you achieve everything."
"My wish is that you can help me realize three wishes." Yang Yi said with a smile.
"Uh?" The old man in black robe suddenly stiffened after hearing this. The black light in his eyes flashed a few times, and finally roared with anger, "If you don't want to make a wish to me, then you will stay here forever, think about it."
After saying that, his figure turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared here.
As he disappeared, the surroundings immediately fell into darkness.
Yang Yi waved his hand and a fire appeared in his hand, illuminating the surrounding space.
Through the fire, I saw that this was a room-sized place. The surrounding walls were covered with arc-shaped ceramics, and even the foot was a flat and smooth ceramic.
"We seem to be in the avulture now."
Nangong Mingyue speculated.
"I guess it's the same." Yang Yi said, waving the golden scale sword in his hand toward the porcelain wall.
A clang sound.
When the golden scale sword hit the porcelain wall, only a sound was heard and no trace was left on the porcelain wall.
"It's too hard." Yang Yi said helplessly.
Nangong Mingyue also remembered the long sword at this time and swung a blow to the Sky-Slaying Technique. The huge sword light fell directly on the porcelain wall.
With a loud bang, the sword energy dispersed after a roar, but the porcelain wall slashed by the Heaven-Slaying Art is still not damaged at all.
"I guess this is a magic weapon, and it is not something that our realm can break." Nangong Mingyue cableway.
Yang Yi looked up at this time and saw that there was a black spot on his head and no exit could be seen.
"It seems that it's impossible to fight. This old man is so powerful. Why don't he kill us directly? Instead, he will definitely make us wish him?" Yang Yi frowned and said to himself, "I guess he must be not that kind."
At this time, Nangong Mingyue suddenly spoke:
"It reminds me of a legend in the Southern Region that in ancient times there was a witch god who created many evil spirits in his life, one of which was called a resentful spirit, which absorbed the wishes made by others as his own power. The witch god asked this wish spirit to walk on earth for him and fulfill his wishes for those believers who made wishes."
"Is there such a good thing?" Yang Yi asked after hearing this, "But what will happen to those who make wishes in the end? I think this should have to pay a certain price."
Although it can realize any wish, this matter sounds very attractive, but from the moment in the wishing image, it seems that no one who makes a wishing person has ended up being good.
This makes people feel very wrong.
"I don't know this." Nangong Mingyue shook her head and said, "As long as we don't make a wish, he can't do anything to us. At the moment, he can only trap us and not let us go out."
"Yes, we might not be trapped here together!" Yang Yi said.
After hearing Yang Yi's words, Nangong Mingyue didn't know how to answer.
"If this is the case, then I might as well make a wish to him, hoping that he can release you and bless Senior Sister Nangong to be safe and happy until old age." Yang Yi said to Nangong Mingyue, his eyes full of gentleness.
After hearing this, Nangong Mingyue looked at Yang Yi for a moment and continued, "Don't pretend here. I know you have a way to get out."
"Hehe..." Yang Yi broke his defense directly after hearing this, scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Senior Sister, why are you so confident in me?"
"Don't I understand you yet?" Nangong Mingyue said with a smile, "You are someone who will not give up hope easily."
After hearing this, Yang Yi didn't know how to answer the conversation. He flipped around casually and took out a big, plump butterfly who was sleeping and said, "Stop sleeping, it's time to get up and work."
Looking at the big butterfly in Yang Yi's hand, Nangong Mingyue asked in confusion: "What is this? Spiritual Pet?"
"That's right, this is a beast egg I accidentally got before and became this little thing after hatching.
But don't underestimate it's so small, but it's particularly powerful to drill holes." Yang Yi explained.
He said as he woke up the fat kingdie and placed it on the porcelain wall beside him.
The little goldendie seemed to have not woken up much, and she started to sip in a dizzy state.
Crack Crack Crack!
As the sound of scattered sounds came out, even the wall of the magic weapon that left traces on the Dao Technique of the Sky was bitten through by the fat butterfly.
Although its small mouth is not very big, it is very fast. After a while, more than half of its body penetrates in, and it looks like it is quite fascinating to eat.
Nangong Mingyue looked at the fat golden butterfly baby, and a thoughtful look appeared on her face.
Soon, the Kingdee Baby bit out a space the size of an eyeball. Through this small hole, you can see that there is such a room opposite. A girl in a white dress was lying on the ground in the room, looking unconscious.
"Oh, there is more than one space here." Seeing this, Yang Yi couldn't help but order Fat Kingdee Baby, "Bite up and continue to bite."
When the Kingdee Baby immediately changed the direction of the biting when she heard this.
It rarely encounters such a hard magic weapon in its life. At this time, it is like swimming in a magic weapon, with a comfortable face.
After a while, a light suddenly came from above my head.
"What are you doing?"
Then a voice filled with anger and shock sounded.
Then the old man in black robe descended to this space again, his face full of hideousness, fear and shock.
He would never have thought that the two young men from the Demon-Slaying Pavilion could break the bottle that was not broken for thousands of years.
"Hurry it to stop. If you don't want to make a wish, I can let you out now." At this time, he shouted quickly, "If you don't stop, I will definitely break you into pieces."
Yang Yi narrowed his eyes at this time, smiled slightly, and showed the expression that Xiang Furong often used.
It's probably the meaning. If you have the ability, just let it come over.
The old man in black robe was already fully displayed at this moment. Maybe he might have terrifying and powerful power, but he could not exert it.
As long as no one makes a wish to him, he will have no choice but to deal with this person.
"Ah..." At this time, he roared angrily to the sky, "Come all for me and kill them both."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light above the bottle mouth suddenly increased a lot, as if the bottle cap was lifted, and then many spirits of the will look down from above.
These people have all appeared in previous scenes, and they are all those who have made wishes to him.