Xuan Yuan had heard the shouting and killing from outside the cave, and gravel was shaken straight down on the rock wall.
Sheng Lingyuan pressed firmly on his temple: "If it were you, what would you do?"
He didn't open his eyes when he talked, as if he was asking Xuanyuan, as if he was asking soone who would not show up in the void but kept watching them.
Xuan Yuan looked towards the cave entrance. In Sheng Lingyuan's mory, the cave was not the later Witch's Tomb, nor was it buried underground.
A faint light reflected from the hole, half-bright and half-dark on his face, revealing clear and smooth skeletal traces under the flesh, creating a stone-like texture that looked like flesh and blood.
"Not much." Xuan Yuan shrugged and said indifferently, "Your Majesty, I am not the sa as you. You have received the elite education of the feudal emperor. As for , I studied at a public elentary school from an early age and grew up at 'Utilitarian University'. The biggest goal at this stage is to buy a house and a car, and strive to be a self-interested person with five stresses. If you can still respect the old and love the young, it is basically a quality model. Why should I start from kindergarten because of an inexplicable prediction? Hitting and bearing such a big responsibility? Why is my dad a patriarch and I have to take his class at the age of graduating from junior high school? Reasonably, this dad was not my voluntary designation. "
The ancient and modern values ????collided a bit, and Sheng Lingyuan was stunned by his "religious" individualism for a mont, and then slowly asked, "Oh, is it true, what are you doing in these things now?"
Waiting for Xuan Yuan to answer, footsteps suddenly heard from the hole. He heard soone yelling in a savage witch's language.
Sheng Lingyuan's head was even more painful, and he groaned. He pressed his forehead against the cold rock wall.
Xuan Yuan: "What did he say?"
Sheng Lingyuan replied with an obscure answer: "The altar ... has been opened, and the old people and children will go first."
"altar?"
"It is the forbidden area of ????the witch tribe," Sheng Lingyuan's voice will be annihilated by the noisy human voices and footsteps. "Things that previous patriarchs and great saints felt dangerous, there were no spells to solve the curse, ancient mysteries ... all here Sealed, the altar has a much more complex seal than the Dongchuan barrier. Among them is worshiped by their mountain god, who feel that the mountain **** is like a mother who can properly keep people's evil thoughts and tolerate everything for their people. "
There was another shouting shout from the hole. This ti, without translation, Xuan Yuan could guess that the man was urging the tribe to escape to the altar quickly. Then, his shouting stopped in the scream and **** rushed in. The roar of the beast seed to be close at hand, and the won and children in Taohuayuan panicked.
A witch child fell at Xuan's feet, and he reached out his hands subconsciously, and passed his hands over the child's shoulders, only to realize that he was just a bystander thousands of years later.
Xuan Yuan looked up: "Dongchuan was besieged and the barrier was broken again. The witches couldn't stand it, so they wanted to withdraw to a place to hide? Wait ..."
"Wait for ," Sheng Lingyuan whispered.
Because every ti when A Luojin clashes with others, no matter how angry Sheng Lingyuan is, he will still not bear to care about him and help him get things done.
Over ti, he took it for granted.
As long as it passes, Lingyuan will co.
As long as Lingyuan is here, the anti-purpose tribe will withdraw, and he will be able to free his hands and cook the beasts of the demons who are robbed in the fire.
Lingyuan, like the mountain **** of the altar, is his belief.
"Wait for
to save him."
Alozin took the warrior warrior to fight for the ti for the tribe to escape into the altar. The peaceful Dongchuan was ignited by the flas of fire, the tongues of fire were passing through the mountains, the rolling wooden houses, the woods, the singing square and the vast and far Starry sky ... engulfed by the fire together.
"Patriarch, be careful!"
After hearing the sound of Aluojin, he rolled down from the horse without looking back. A python chased after him. He opened a mouthful of blood that was half the size of a cave. Jin's horse snapped from the waist and belly, and the horse's internal organs flowed to the ground, but the two front feet were still rushing forward.
Arozin bit his forefinger, drew a weird symbol in mid-air, and hurriedly pushed forward. The **** mantra slamd into the head of the serpent, and the serpent and Arozin bounced off at the sa ti.
The big snake leaned back and smashed a thick tree that was embracing together. Alozin flew across the entrance of the cave. The witch waiting there imdiately urged the institution, and the cave sank with a roar.
"Quick! Quick! Close the gate!"
Xuan Ye only knew that the original "Witch's Tomb" was not buried in the ground because of crustal movent. This is a chanism that can be sealed from the inside!
The serpent hit the rock unwillingly, and the sound of the wall slamming was terrifying. Several witches sward up and lifted up the free-spirited Arozin: "Cpatriarch, you shouldn't stay here for a long ti!"
Alozin: "Clan ..."
"More than 40,000 people are here," said one of his guards, bending over and carrying him back, and ran inside.
One after another, the stone gates fell behind them, the shouting and killing outside could not be heard, and the witch clan for the rest of the life looked at each other.
The core of the altar, that is, the cave of Aluojin Chen's coffin, should not be trespassed. The clan people rested in the cave in the outer circle, weeping or comforting each other.
Alozin took a sigh of relief and ca to the cave entrance alone. The cave entrance was sealed by small white flowers that would "bleed". Only a gap of flower vines could see a little sparkling water.
Arozin's knees softened and he knelt down suddenly.
He was at a loss, and regretted it, vaguely felt that he had done sothing wrong, and did not know how to get there.
His father was killed and the Great Saint was old, and he followed him the following year, leaving no words to guide him, because he had abandoned the ancestor's legacy and embarked on a thorny path.
"That's the flower of life and death," Sheng Lingyuan said. "The water pond symbolizes mother. The witch people think they were born here, and they will return here after death to be protected and rested."
"It doesn't seem to work." Xuanyuan thought of the dozen of coffins that could not be nailed, and he lowered his tongue. He reached the entrance of the hole and looked in from the gap between the flowers and vines for a mont. Are there many curses? Can they be used? "
"When he had no way out, he didn't dare, it was blasphemy." Sheng Lingyuan said, "Moreover, the more mysterious killing power, the greater the cost. The old patriarch went too hastily, the witch's curse, Alozen knows a lot of things, and he is also afraid of making things happen. "
He's done too much by himself.
"That's right," Xuanyuan looked up and looked around. "But I don't think it's a problem to hide in this place for a day or two-have you been delayed along the way? Didn't you arrive?"
"No ... I didn't delay," Sheng Lingyuan was silent for a long ti. "I ca just right."
The Dongchuan warriors, who were besieged for three days and three nights, were exhausted. After a brief rest, apart from a few night watchn, the others were injured, lying sideways, unconscious, and even Alozin slept beside the altar to sleep. It's written.
The mountain **** was on the side, and the light of life and death flowers shone on him. He probably felt safe and slept like a baby.
Xuan Yuan's eyes watched as the night watchn beca more and more drowsy, and then he slled a little sweet fragrance, very light. When he passed the tip of his nose, it seed like a spring breeze leaked from the garden a hundred ters away.
Xuan Ye pinched his nose and asked in shock: "No, wait. Will there be a 'Leadership Party' in the Witch tribe?"
When his voice faded, he saw a few vigils shaking for a while, and all fell down. Subsequently, an Aluo subsidized guard opened his sleepless eyes, slowly stood up, and Xuan Yuan t his deadly eyes, and responded sternly: "Wait a minute, he is not a traitor-previously said the old patriarch It was killed by a ssenger in disguise, then this ... "
"So too." Sheng Lingyuan said "um
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