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Qin Zhengtian opened his eyes again, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Pay more attention to Tian Xie's movements. After breaking the eighth seal, Qian Mian will try every means to break the last seal. He must be stopped."
Hearing this, Qin Yi's heart was shocked.
Followed by.
He clenched his fists: "Unfortunately, it's too late for us to know about the seals! If we could have known about it earlier, we wouldn't have allowed him to destroy the eight seals in just a hundred years."
The worst thing is, even if they know the seal, so what?
They don't know the real location of the seal at all, and Qianmian's whereabouts are secretive, and all the people sent before have disappeared.
gone.
The possibility of being alive is almost equal to zero!
And Huaxia's top forces are all used to guard the border. I am afraid that only the old man himself can capture Qianmian.
but.
The old man couldn't leave Kyoto easily.
Unless, they can quickly locate Qianmian's whereabouts.
Qin Zhengtian was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Is there any news about Pei Shun?"
"No."
Qin Yi shook his head slightly: "However, there was an extra land temple in Anhe City, Jiangfu County before. The land god and the land woman are enshrined in the land temple. I have seen the photos of the god statues, which seem to be similar to the old man in Minister Pei's portrait. I suspect that they are likely to be Minister Pei's parents."
In Qin Zhengtian's slightly cloudy eyes, there was a wave of waves.
"If Pei Shun knows, he should be very happy. If there is a chance, I really want to go to Jiangning and meet this god, but unfortunately..."
"Master, you mean..."
Qin Zhengtian's pupils shrank slightly.
Whose responsibility is it to pardon the land lords and land wives?
Isn't it the City God?
Qin Zhengtian raised his hand slightly, with a sharp gleam in his eyes: "Block all the news that the City God can be promoted, and absolutely must not let other countries know."
"Whoever dares to spread the news should be punished as treason and killed without mercy!"
"Yes!"
Chapter 199 Mutation Regeneration
Midnight.
A round of hazy full moon leaped into the sky from the thin cloud veil like cicada's wings, and the silvery brilliance sprinkled the ground, but at some point, a ray of blood crept up quietly, making the moonlight look a little coquettish. different.
Under this weird moonlight, the stars all over the sky seem to be much dimmer.
But no one saw that under the cover of night, strands of red light flew into the sky.
And the source of this red glow is not elsewhere.
It was the huge magic circle that had been infused with the blood of countless young girls.
"Bell, bell, bell..." The light and eerie bell rang continuously, as if following a special rhythm, and the graceful figure danced lightly in the huge formation.
Like a beautiful elf, scattered in the world.
In the huge array engraved on the ground, the red light turned from hot to dark and deep, but the blood in the engraved lines did not dry up.
Instead, it was slowly wriggling, as if it was no longer pure blood, but a monster with fresh vitality.
They climbed the figures in the magic circle, and Qianmian aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wrinkles quietly climbed up the fair skin, and the long hair like a black waterfall flew in the air.
But there are a few wisps of white.
This dance has been danced from day to night, but Qian Mian seems to be tireless.
But with the loss of vitality, her movements still unknowingly slowed down.
To open the seal, just rely on the pure soul and blood of those girls.
As a sacrifice, Qianmian also needs to pay a price.
And that price is nothing else.
It is the vitality.
otherwise.
Nor would she have only opened six seals in a hundred years.
Fortunately, the power of the back soil dissipated.
It also opened the gap in the eighth seal.
Pei Shun, who was tied to the red lacquer pillar, had already stopped struggling. He lowered his head, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly at the huge magic circle on the ground.
Bright blood is reflected in the pupils.
There was no wave in his eyes, and he seemed to be completely numb, but his whole face was distorted, as if he was enduring great pain.
suddenly.
"..." A voice like a ballad, like a chant, came from Qianmian's bloodless lips.
Accompanied by the strange sound of bells, the red glow on the formation bloomed faintly.
Followed by.
Boom boom boom!
It is like a dense drum, and it is like the sound of low footsteps, mixed with the sound of a flute that is confusing, as if it has passed through time and space, and it seems to come from the deep underground.
Responding to the constant chant from Qianmian's mouth.
A hint of joy suddenly appeared on Qianmian's slightly aged face.
The movement that had slowed down sped up again.
The red awns in the magic circle bloomed again, flying all over the sky like bewitching petals.
Available in the next second.
But it merged into the night.
There was a ripple in Pei Shun's eyes, he raised his head with his stiff neck, looked through the window, and looked at the endless dark night sky.
"Crack!"
In the dark, there seemed to be a crisp cracking sound.
A silver light flashed, that light was more dazzling than the stars in the sky, but like a sharp weapon, it broke a slender opening in the sky.
"You... what did you do?" A trembling voice sounded.
Pei Shun's pupils trembled violently.
Although Qian Mian was able to crack the seal, after each crack, he had to sleep for a period of time to replenish the lost vitality.
This also means that Qianmian wants to unblock the real Feng Yuan
and so.
Even though he was unable to stop it before, he was not completely desperate.
Because there is still time.
In other words, Huaxia still has time.
Even if it's just lingering!
But the unblocking this time is obviously different from before. He doesn't know what caused it, maybe it's because of the weird singing.
Or maybe two seals were unsealed one after another.
But he knew.
This time, it is absolutely different from the previous unblocking!
The figures in the magic circle did not stop at all, including the weird singing that continued, Qian Mian seemed to have completely forgotten about Pei Shun in the hall.
But her gaze also looked at the void outside the window.
His eyes trembled slightly, with a little excitement.
almost!
early morning.
A touch of white quietly climbed into the night sky, quickly tearing down the night, the rising sun quietly revealed a corner of the sky, the first ray of sunlight slowly sprinkled down, and the warm spring breeze blew away the coldness of the night.
At this time, most people are still asleep.
Not yet awake.
But there are many people who are only ready to fall asleep at this time.
Jiang Zhe is one of them.
"Made, Twelve Kneeling, my mentality is blown! Don't play anymore, don't play anymore..."
Jiang Zhe took off the earphones cursingly, and then directly turned off the computer.
Just about to go to bed, suddenly my stomach growled.
Although a little tired, Jiang Zhe decided to go out for breakfast before going back to bed.
after all.
Staying up late is bad enough.
You can't skip breakfast.
After going downstairs, Jiang Zhe walked on the cold street a little drowsily.
At six o'clock in the morning, on both sides of the street, there are almost no figures to be seen. Occasionally, only a few busy figures of small vendors and old men who get up to exercise in the morning can be seen.
There are very few vehicles.
Yicheng where he is located is just a small county town.
There are fewer people and less competition.
There is also nothing to develop a career in.
But he has long been used to living in such a city. It has become normal for him to invite friends out for gatherings and play games all night on weekends.
Lie flat and you're done.
"Boss, the third one."
The middle-aged man skillfully picked up the tools, smeared the batter on the turntable, and said with a smile: "It's been all night again?"
"It's a weekend, it's rare to have a rest."
"It's good to be young, but you still have to pay more attention to your body." The middle-aged man chatted with Jiang Zhe with a smile, and then handed Jiang Zhe breakfast.
Jiang Zhe yawned and just stretched out his hand.
suddenly.
A cold breath came from behind.
Jiang Zhe shivered, rubbing his arms with his hands: "It's strange, why is it getting cold?"
"Ghost...Ghost..." The middle-aged man held the hand of the plastic bag, pointing tremblingly behind Jiang Zhe, his wide eyes were full of fear.
"Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight? Boss, are you kidding me?"
Jiang Zhe shook his head with a smile.
He took the plastic bag from the trembling hand of the boss.
Getting ready to leave.
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