Runsheng saw Uncle Shan, and his uncle looked calm and restrained.

This is the first time since I can remember that Runsheng saw such a look on his grandfather's face. After all, his grandfather has always been irritable and full of joy and anger.

What Tan Wenbin saw was his father Tan Yunlong. If he had cut out the face on the tower alone, it would be very suitable to stick it on the tombstone and then pull the camera away. He was the helpless self who was crying under the rain and the helpless self of his father and colleagues in police uniforms around him, as well as the bureau leaders who were the final comfort to their families.

What Lin Shuyou saw was his grandfather, who was painted with the makeup of the general, but he was no longer murderous, but instead felt a sense of desolation and silence.

What Zhao Yi saw was Old Man Tian, ​​who was so lifeless that he looked like he was so disabled that he was sent home. At first, he was lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling motionlessly.

Later, he repeatedly comforted him and asked him to help him continue to pound herbs and make medicine, which made him regain hope and vitality.

"Oh……"

Zhao Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This young master actually saw you here.

After I got back, I told Lao Tianyi about this matter. The old thing would happily rummage on the bed.

A Yuan saw an old white ape with a hood on his head, and the inside was boiling, white and hot.

The old ape had no glory in his eyes, as if he had already accepted such a fate.

Yu Miaomiao saw an old woman who was not angry and powerful. Her status in the Yu family was equivalent to that of Liu Yumei in the Liu family and was the leading grandmother.

But as she looked, her grandmother grew fluff on her face, her eyes were round and her lips were long.

A hint of confusion also appeared in Yu Miaomiao's eyes.

She couldn't tell who she saw, because she couldn't tell who she was.

Li Zhuiyuan saw a face, but only a face.

This face seemed to work hard to change into a certain shape, but it never succeeded.

Last time in A Li's dream, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't see the face of the man in black robe.

I thought it was the man who deliberately covered up his true face, but it seemed that he was misunderstanding him. It was not that he pretended to be profound, but that he failed to see the human side from himself.

Yin Meng saw his grandfather, and then his grandfather disappeared quickly.

She felt panicked.

What she loves the most is her grandfather, but this kind of admiration has been sophisticated by the years of careful care.

After grandpa's face disappeared, it turned into a special face.

This face is unpopular, like a clay statue.

In Fengdu, his statues and paintings are everywhere.

Since he became sensible, Yin Meng has been repeatedly told by his grandfather that his ancestor was Yin Changsheng and his blood was flowing on his body.

And when the face of Yin Changsheng's statue was reflected, the bell on the tower rang again.

"Buzz!"

That face was taken back and no longer visible.

Except for Li Zhuiyuan, everyone's eyes stagnated and quickly recovered.

Everyone was extremely frightened and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

It is hard to imagine how terrible it would be to fight with such an existence.

No magic, no formation, or even words...

If someone simply stands there, your consciousness and emotions will be automatically affected.

Suddenly, there was no sunlight coming into here, but the eaves on the pavilion were shining brightly at this moment, and the light fell on the dining table and began to flow.

Although silent, it is self-evident: Please come to the table.

I discovered it very early that this wave has a strong sense of rules, which makes some fixed processes have to be followed.

Everyone knows this and has long understood it.

Only Li Zhuiyuan took a special look at Yin Meng.

The boy suspected that this time it might not be a fixed process, but the special role positioning of the Yin family in the world was triggered again.

The elegance of ancestors can give future generations a better chance of eating. The Yin family deeply interpreted this point, and they really used it as a meal.

Yu Miaomiao and A Yuan took the lead in the pavilion. Although there was no chairman, she still naturally chose to sit facing Bai Dao.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin sat down in their positions respectively. They were in the best physical condition and were considered as a kind of isolation protection.

After everyone sat down, a chair was vacant.

Zhao Yi sat next to Li Zhuiyuan, pointed to the wine glass in front of him, and smiled and said, "We brothers have a drink?"

Just above the wine glass, facing the exposed mouth, there are beads dripping from side to side, allowing it to be replenished while the heat waves under the table are constantly evaporated. It is very exquisite.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "In the brain development stage, you can't drink alcohol."

Zhao Yi stuttered his lips and thought to himself: Do you need to grow your brain?

However, he said that he didn't really dare to drink the wine here.

As for the dishes on the table, they look like they are all in color, but I don’t know how many years it has been placed here, and it is considered authentic zombie meat.

No one raised his chopsticks and moved his cups, and everyone sat quietly, waiting for the process to be completed.

Runsheng kept swallowing.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "Brother Runsheng, eat as long as you want."

The owner should not poison the dish. Of course, the dish itself... doesn't need to poison it.

Runsheng was very surprised and surprised, and smiled and picked up the chopsticks to start picking up the food.

With Yu Miaomiao and A Yuan's wide eyes, he brought these delicacies into his mouth and chewed them enjoyably.

When eating these dishes, he would burn the fragrance without having to.

In the past, when Runsheng followed Li Sanjiang to vegetarian food, he would be arranged to a corner after the meal. Li Sanjiang asked the host to serve him some dishes and a small bucket of rice.

This is not only because Runsheng's eating habits are quite special, but also because he eats too much and is really open to eat when he eats it. His deskmate will definitely not be full.

But no one snatched him this time, it was all his.

The food in front of me was over, Runsheng stood up and went to pick up the food in the distance.

Tan Wenbin wanted to serve the dishes in front of him to Runsheng, but tried to hold them with his hands, but found that the dishes on the mat were all fixed on the stone table.

This was not created like this from the beginning, but was left for too long and did not move, resulting in adhesions.

Tan Wenbin had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and help Runsheng pick up the food.

A Yuan also stood up and helped Runsheng.

Although both sides have a different position and will be divided into life and death in the future, this does not affect his appreciation of Runsheng.

Yu Miaomiao asked, "Can you eat it?"

A Yuan shook his head.

Yu Miaomiao: "What about him?"

A Yuan shook his head again.

Yin Meng whispered: "It's rare to see Runsheng eating so happily, this is the only meal."

Tan Wenbin: "It's not difficult."

Yin Meng asked curiously: "Do you have a way to do it?"

Tan Wenbin nodded: "First, find a chicken that can be a grandma, and then find a duck that can only be a grandma, and then make them into dishes."

At first, no one knew how long the process of attending the seat would take, but gradually, everyone saw the countdown.

Because Runsheng almost finished the dishes on the table and had no dishes, the meal must be over.

Seeing that Runsheng was already doing the final cleaning of the battlefield, the others at the dining table began to turn their eyes to the tower from time to time.

That face never appeared again.

Finally, Runsheng finished eating.

He patted his stomach gently with his hands. It felt so good that he could fill his stomach with no staple food, but just dishes.

At this moment, a piece of stone table first sunken down, then slowly rose up, with three identical signs on it, with the same mark as the palms of the previous three.

Yu Miaomiao's eyes shine brightly, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

A Yuan stood up and went to help her get it, but as soon as his hand touched a sign, a fire ignited on the sign. He immediately moved his hand away and the flames went out.

Yu Miaomiao had to reach out to get it. This time, the sign did not catch fire.

It seems that only those who have received invitations can be qualified to obtain this brand at this time.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi also took one piece respectively.

As soon as I bought the brand, I felt like I immediately echoing the tower.

Holding it, you can enter the tower.

Yu Miaomiao couldn't wait, so she stood up and left her seat, walked straight towards the high tower, and A Yuan followed closely behind.

Zhao Yi and Li Zhuiyuan were not in a hurry and were still sitting on the chair.

Li Zhuiyuan held the sign with his eyes open and thought.

Zhao Yi played with the sign at his fingertips, bounced it away and then caught it.

Both of them looked at each other inadvertently, and they could understand each other's thoughts.

It has reached this point, and the rules are still very existence.

It is hard not to make people think deeply about the real purpose of this wave.

Zhao Yi: "I began to doubt what the role of our waves is."

Zhao Yi added a little emphasis on the word "function", and he deliberately did not use the words "purpose" and "meaning".

"Effect" is more like a tool, an object that is placed where it needs to be.

Li Zhuiyuan: "What are their roles for those who are fighting for the first broken jade..."

Zhao Yi: "Their deaths are exchanged for opening the door and opening the seat."

Li Zhuiyuan: "...what is our role."

"Ha!" Zhao Yi nodded his head several times in a row, "It's true."

In the past, when I walked through the river, the sense of rules was not strong, and everyone still needed to work hard to find and distinguish clues.

This time, the rules are like a built canal. You are the flowing water in it and can only flow in the direction it has planned.

The degree of freedom has been greatly reduced, and this seems to indicate the irreversibility of the final outcome.

The person who died in the first round of the battle for the broken jade became consumables, but who can guarantee that the winner of the invitation in the first round is not another consumable?

Li Zhuiyuan: "So, it's three invitations, choose one of three."

This is the aesthetic of the way of heaven. It will not set a dead end. No matter when, it will still give you a chance to struggle, even if it is just on the surface.

If you choose one of three, you still have this level of trust between the two, so you must have pushed that silly girl out.

Zhao Yi: "What if it's three-choose two?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "If you choose two of three, it depends on whether there are external conditions to intervene."

When he said this, Li Zhuiyuan looked at the tower.

If nothing unexpected happens, there should be intervention conditions in the tower.

Zhao Yi: "What if there is no external conditions to intervene?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I will solve her first and then solve you."

Zhao Yi: "What if there are external conditions to intervene?"

Li Zhuiyuan said frankly: "I will find a way to join forces with her and solve you first, because you have a brain."

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "Under this premise, she shouldn't have to cooperate with me. Should she solve you first?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "She may not have this brain."

Zhao Yi nodded and agreed.

"Hey, what are you two waiting for?"

Yu Miaomiao stood in front of the tower and shouted here.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi walked out of the pavilion and towards the tower, and the rest of them followed.

On the gate of the tower, there are three ancient bronze mirrors on the side. The bronze mirror reflects three faint lights downwards and falls on the ground.

Yu Miaomiao held her sign in her hand, placed it in a faint light, and waved and urged her with the other hand.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi also took out their own brands and let them bathe in the faint light.

"Click..."

The tower gate opens.

Only those who hold the token can enter, otherwise a terrible ban will be triggered.

Yu Miaomiao walked in first.

Her eagerness represents her grasp of the clues of the inside story here.

The Yu family obviously has a deeper understanding of this place, which is not surprising. After all, there are ancestors working as teachers here.

However, Yu Miaomiao previously said that she could share the clues here.

After coming out of the whirlpool black water and passing through the long white road, Li Zhuiyuan did not mention this matter to her.

This was part of the reason she pretended to be asleep later.

She doesn't want to say that if she can, she will be dependent.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to ask, because the result of the question was not necessarily true, and even if she was really willing to tell the truth, it might not be "real".

If the Yu family really mastered the correct secret here, Yu Zangsheng would not have fallen to this point.

You can listen to information in your spare time to see if you can screen out some useful information, but here is such a critical moment, so there is no need to accept this misleading.

But, if you don’t ask yourself, why didn’t Zhao Yi ask?

He met Yu Zangsheng, but Zhao Yi did not.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Zhao Yi beside him with his eyes.

The boy understood that because he didn't ask, Zhao Yi felt that there was no need to ask.

He regarded himself as a ladder.

If there are mountains in front of you, you can climb high and look far away.

He really has Zhao Wuyang's legacy now.

After Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi walked into the tower gate, the tower gate was closed immediately, and the rest were left outside.

The light on the first floor is a little dim, and the eternal light is lit.

Zhao Yi: "What kind of style is this? If jadeite and white jade outside, it will make people's eyes hurt, but in this inner and core position, the lights are actually lit."

The first floor is very empty, but there are murals on the surrounding walls.

Unlike the previously carved stone slabs on the White Road, the murals here have obvious continuity.

Yu Miaomiao didn't stop here and went straight to the second floor.

What a arrogant girl.

She should have known the information about the mural here for a long time, but this is not a stairs climbing competition. Whoever runs faster will win.

Even if the information your parents tell you, it still needs to be verified when it is time to verify.

As soon as Yu Miaomiao went up the second floor, a bell sound came from the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi were unmoved. They would go up later anyway, so they would quickly pass the murals along the wall.

The first chapter of the mural depicts a picture of a goddess ascending to the sky.

However, this picture is not beautiful, but it is bloody and cruel.

Her blood flowed downwards, dripping along the toes, and continued to flow along the ground.

This bloody trace, especially the V-shaped one, reminded Li Zhuiyuan of the Lijiang tourist map he had seen, which should be the first bay of the Yangtze River.

Therefore, the meaning of this picture is similar to the body transformation after Kuafu Zhuiri's death.

The goddess' blood turned into a river, what about her skin and other parts that were shedding?

Looking at the broken flesh that broke away from the goddess's body in the painting, there was a special green crystal clearness. Is it the jade here?

Li Zhuiyuan did not believe in the ascension of the goddess.

But he could understand that this first painting should be used to explain the reason for the formation of this secret realm.

The next few paintings are of little significance. The records are that someone who doesn’t know who is coming here, and traces of artificial construction gradually appear here.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi both skipped them quickly because the buildings in the painting were different from what they saw when they came.

Obviously, the architecture and layout here should be completely finalized at the back, so there is no need to see the previous ones.

This omission directly omits one-third.

Finally, in a painting, the prototypes of steps and three stone doors appeared, and a large number of civilians worked in it.

Since here, the style of painting has changed, becoming more delicate and realistic.

Obviously, the painter himself also knows that the previous descriptions are all myths and legends.

A academy was opened here, attracting more and more people to learn and communicate here, including accepting worship from the nobles of the princes and nobles.

Next is the development history of the academy and the complete finalization of the architecture here.

Another third of the past, and the style of painting has changed again.

Everyone here knelt on the ground to worship, and there was a green river that poured in from the sky, completely filling and submerging the place.

No one struggles or resists. Although the image in the painting cannot be so delicate that it can see the expression, it can still see an excitement and desire from the group portraits.

In the next mural, there is a archway, a white road, and this tall tower appears.

Then there is the inside of the tower. The doors and windows of the tower in the painting are wide open. From the second floor, you can see many people drinking and having fun and talking freely on each floor.

When they saw this, Zhao Yi and Li Zhuiyuan subconsciously raised their eyes and glanced up.

It seems that not only the one who appeared before, there should be many people in this tall tower.

They obviously can't be so lively now...but they should still be here.

In the next painting, a group of people appeared in front of the tower.

I counted the numbers, unknown, and used a first-person perspective, standing among the crowd, looking at the tower ahead.

Zhao Yi: "I originally thought I could draw eight or nine people, which is interesting."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "You just think of the destiny that way?"

Zhao Yi: "Tsk, I like this title."

The last third of the article, from the perspective of the painter, is actually the future.

In short, a group of people will come here, enter the tower, and start climbing the tower.

As they walked, there would be one more person around each of them.

Because the characters here use two painting methods, they can clearly distinguish the difference between "destined people" and the aboriginal people who drink and enjoy drinking in the tower.

After entering the tower, the destiny of heaven walked up one by one. As he walked, he would follow someone who was originally talking about casually in the tower.

Zhao Yi: "What we mean here is, we are going to find a companion?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Well, the external intervention conditions are here."

The meaning in the painting is very obscure, but it is very clear.

Zhao Yi smiled on his face. If this is the case, then his current disadvantage will no longer be a disadvantage.

The penultimate painting is two overlapping figures, a special ray of light shining on them, and they ring the bell.

In the last painting, a white and crystal hand appeared above the scroll, as if it was doing a guide, and the real Tianmen Immortal Palace appeared above it.

Below the scroll, in the high tower, in the corpse pit, all the black shadows in the jade, even the singers and dancers on the white road, flew away from the ground and headed towards the Immortal Palace collectively.

This dense picture of collective ascension has a strange sense of horror.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the scene of ringing the bell on the top of the high tower in the penultimate painting. There were two shadows ringing the bell, but it can be seen that one is a destiny and the other is an indigenous person of the tower.

Zhao Yi: "One side can only survive, choose two of them."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Yes."

Zhao Yi pointed to the "group of people" in the painting in front: "Since I deliberately used an unknown number to express it, it proves that a group of people come in here every once in a while, and everyone wants to ring the bell. Look at this painting again, after the bell is successful, the glow is shrouded in the sky. This is a great opportunity and a fairy fate."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Immortality."

Zhao Yi: "It means that even if the final winner cannot cause the result of the daylight ascension, he will gain great benefits."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Maybe."

Zhao Yi: "Why do you think you are not in high spirits? Because do you think you are going to lose me?"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't say anything, pointed to the stairs, indicating that it was time to go up the second floor.

When the two of them went up the stairs, Zhao Yi said, "Who is the face that appeared before on the top floor?" Then Zhao Yi asked and answered himself, "Is it the person who officially established this place?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It should be."

However, the man in black robe in A Li's dream clearly stated that he had a grudge with a dragon king of the Qin and Liu families. Based on this calculation, combined with the construction time here, it seems that it is not suitable for it.

The Qin and Liu families have a long history, but they have had conflicts with the people who built the here... At that time, it was a bit too far-fetched. Perhaps it could only be the real first-generation dragon kings of the Qin and Liu families, which could barely be able to reach it.

Many of the thoughts in Li Zhuiyuan's mind were also very confused.

The main reason is that this place is not static. Since the pattern here is established, people have been coming in. Yu Zangsheng is a very typical example.

Including myself and others now, they were forced to push here by Jiangshui.

Too many people have come in, which will definitely have a constant impact on the place.

Zhao Yi: "Hey, you are keeping me secret."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Well, we are now a competitor, aren't we?"

Zhao Yi pinched his fragile little heart with his hands and said sadly: "Okay, okay!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "When you just told me, didn't you deliberately mislead it."

Zhao Yi: "It doesn't matter if I do this, you won't be misled by me anyway."

The two of them came to the second floor. There was a table with delicious wine and delicacies on it, but there was no noise of drinking and talking, and everyone sat quietly in their seats.

Their clothes were different, their ages were all dead.

He died peacefully, with a smile on his lips.

There was a bell hanging in front of everyone. When Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi walked into the second floor, all the bells made noises.

"Shh~" Zhao Yi whistled and smiled, "It seems that everyone is very satisfied with us and is willing to follow us."

The bell rings, which means being willing to be selected, and it is also a recognition.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi carefully observed the bell.

The bell has a unique design, with a circle of upward grooves on the outside.

This is actually a special ban on this tall tower.

The tower suppressed everyone here.

This is easy to understand. The environment here is special, and the body can be perfectly preserved without being eroded by time at all.

Those who can enter this tower are all Xuanmen people. The bodies of these people have been stored for so long. If they are not suppressed, there will inevitably be problems.

The purpose of this bell is also very simple, and you can see it almost as long as you have a little foundation in the formation.

Just drip your blood into the groove of the bell and fill it up, and the tower's restriction on the body corresponding to the bell will be temporarily lifted.

It's like a small blood sacrifice ceremony.

Just like the folk custom of drinking and recognizing brothers by dropping blood into wine.

If you don't touch the corpse here without blood dripping into the bell, you will suffer equal suppression from the tower.

Rules, high towers are also very strict.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi were just here in the crowd, and they walked around and observed them, but did not make any choices.

Even if I have to choose, I won’t choose on this second floor.

Immediately, the two went up to the third floor.

The third floor and the second floor are arranged the same, but half of the people are missing.

When the two of them came up, all the bells still ringed together. It seems that they are still very popular here.

Half of the people on the fourth floor were missing, but the bells were still ringing.

The fifth floor, the sixth floor, the seventh floor... to the eighth floor, the same is true.

As the floor rises, the number of corpses becomes smaller and smaller, but the pressure emitted by the corpses becomes stronger and stronger.

Logically speaking, they are dead and suppressed by the tower, so it is impossible for them to have a breath to be revealed.

Therefore, this kind of pressure is a kind of self-carrying, either doing many amazing things or being truly amazing characters, so that they can present a powerful aura of death.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Have you seen your relative?"

Zhao Yi seemed to hear something extremely absurd, pointed at his nose and asked:

"You actually have the nerve to ask me this question? Whose relatives can have more families than yours!"

The top and influential family of Jianghu Xuanmen is naturally the Dragon King family.

While a family frequently produces Dragon King, it also means that there are more outstanding people in the family's contemporaries.

These people must have been to many places in their lives. Of course, the more dangerous and mysterious the place, the greater the probability of their bodies appearing.

In Jiujiang Zhao, only the Dragon King Zhao, appeared in history. Although the Zhao family did not decline, the Dragon King did not appear again in later generations, which also shows that this is Zhao Wuyang's height alone rather than the height of the entire Jiujiang Zhao, and the sense of gap is very obvious.

The Qin family and the Liu family are orthodox families of Dragon Kings. The population is withering in the present, but in terms of the background of the ancestors, I really don’t worry about anyone.

What's more, when it comes to Li Zhuiyuan's generation, he has two Dragon Kings' Gate, which means that two relatives can use it together.

Although Li Zhuiyuan's surname is Li and Liu Yumei did not ask Li Zhuiyuan to change his surname, since he entered the family, the ancestors of the two families were equivalent to Li Zhuiyuan's ancestors, because the inheritance relationship was deeper and more important than blood relationship.

Li Zhuiyuan: "I didn't lie to you. I didn't see my relatives here. My ancestors were not very interested in becoming immortals."

Zhao Yi: "I didn't lie to you, and I didn't see my relatives here. My ancestors should be very interested in becoming immortals, but they are not able to break into this place."

When he was about to go up to the ninth floor, Zhao Yi signaled Li Zhuiyuan to stop first:

"You wait first, I'll go up alone."

"Okay." Li Zhuiyuan put away his pace.

The higher the floor, the higher the corresponding requirements, and the more uneasy Zhao Yi felt. This was a test of his own quality.

He was worried that after going up the ninth floor with the boy, he would continue to ring the bells all over again. Who would he hear it?

Don't just listen to it. You'll be silly and have fun with you and feel good about yourself.

Zhao Yi went up to the ninth floor and all the bells rang.

After hearing the movement, Li Zhuiyuan also walked into the ninth floor and all the bells rang again.

Zhao Yi had a smile on his face.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can actually be more confident."

Zhao Yi: "I was always confident before I met you."

Next, go up to the tenth floor.

Just like before, Zhao Yi went up first, while Li Zhuiyuan was waiting on the stairs.

There were only nine people left on the tenth floor, each with a separate armrest seat. As soon as Zhao Yi came up, he felt a huge pressure and sweat began to seep from his forehead.

The bell rang, and this time, only two of the nine bells rang.

Li Zhuiyuan walked upstairs, and all nine bells rang.

Zhao Yi: "Look, the gap has emerged."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't say anything.

Zhao Yi: "I think I can only choose from this tenth floor. There must be no show on it."

Li Zhuiyuan still didn't say anything.

Zhao Yi came over and said, "But this doesn't prevent you and me from going upstairs and taking a look."

The twelfth floor is the big clock, so there are only people left on the next eleventh floor.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi walked up together.

Yu Miaomiao is also here, holding the talisman paper in her left hand and incense in her right hand.

There are only three people on this floor, each with a bed, each occupying three sides except the stairs.

A white-haired old man wearing a purple Taoist robe, his whisk fell on his knees and his fairy-like Taoist priests.

A middle-aged woman in a black long dress, holding a sword and accompanying her with her sharp spirit.

The third person is a childish face, unable to tell the specific age, lying on the bed, supporting his head with his left hand and holding an open book in his right hand.

His eyes were closed, and the pages were blank.

The people downstairs still have their own power when they die, while the three people here give people a stronger special feeling, that is... they are still alive even if they die.

When Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi came up, none of the three bells rang.

However, there is no need to feel disappointed because the same is true for Yu Miaomiao. If it sounds, she will not have to perform a worship ceremony here.

The talisman paper burned, turned into ashes, and the fragrance ignited quickly and dissipated instantly.

Yu Miaomiao performed the Yu family ceremony at the three of them:

"I am the younger generation from Yu family in Luoyang who traveled to the river, Yu Miaomiao, here I ask my senior to take action to help me win this immortal fate!"

As soon as the words finished, a bell rang out, it was the woman holding a sword in the black dress.

The sword seemed to feel something, and it was slightly unsheathed and made a light sound.

Yu Miaomiao showed joy on her face and saluted the woman again: "Thank you, senior, senior, I will never forget you!"

After saying that, Yu Miaomiao cut his fingertips with his nails and dripped blood into the bell. As the grooves of the bell were gradually filled with blood, the suppression of the tower on the woman's body gradually dissipated.

Finally, the bell fell off and fell into Yu Miaomiao's hands. She waved her lightly, and the woman in black dress sat on the bed and got up.

Yu Miaomiao walked in front, and the woman in black dress followed behind.

When she approached, Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi felt that their skin exposed outside the clothes was a little painful.

You know, this is just a state where you are still in a high tower environment without opening your eyes.

A gentle wave of air came from the tower and was blown alone on Yu Miaomiao, driving his hair, as if giving guidance, indicating that he could go downstairs now.

Yu Miaomiao walked to Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi and stopped, and spoke to Zhao Yi first:

"You try to see the name of your Jiujiang Zhao. Can you be called?"

Then, she looked at Li Zhuiyuan and said contemptuously: "This is not a place you can come."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

Yu Zangsheng once angrily called her a fool, and he still couldn't figure out his identity as an opponent.

She was not pretending, just like she would have forgotten to take a piece of broken jade in her hand as insurance first, she really didn't strongly doubt the boy's identity and background.

Li Zhuiyuan does not like to report his own home in front of living people, but normally, after a little contact, you can see the clues from each other's means.

For example, Zhao Yi around him, he saw it at the beginning.

Yu Miaomiao held a bell in her hand and took the woman in a black dress downstairs.

The last sentence left behind was: "You guys move quickly, don't let me wait on the ground floor for a long time."

Zhao Yi couldn't help laughing: "How did she be so confident?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's great, I can always be happy."

At this time, because a bell had been untied, the eternal lamp on this layer seemed to have become a little darker, and the momentum was still continuing slowly.

This should be a urging from the tower, which means you have to hurry up.

Li Zhuiyuan asked Zhao Yi: "Do you want to bow?"

Zhao Yi shook his head: "Forget it, it doesn't take this effort. I'll go back to the first floor and choose one of happiness."

Zhao Yi waved his hand and walked downstairs.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were on the scholar and the old man.

He is making a choice, and this choice is very difficult.

The afterglow swept across the eternal light, but it was a pity that there was not much time left.

Zhao Yi stood on the tenth floor, with a man and a woman sitting on two chairs in front of him.

Previously, they both rang the bell for themselves.

Zhao Yi stroked his chin with his fingers.

"Do you choose two of three, keep one of three, then I'm not sure?"

The Yu family girl is very strong. No matter before and after the injury, she also led a helper from the eleventh floor, but Zhao Yi felt that he still had a chance to fight with her.

But the problem is that there is a boy upstairs.

He really has no confidence and is competing with the boy for that glimmer of hope.

"A glimmer of vitality...a glimmer of vitality..."

The crack in the life and death door on Zhao Yi's forehead began to squirm quickly.

He didn't want to die, he wanted to survive, and he hurriedly participated in this wave just to prosper his life.

The contents of the mural on the first floor were quickly read in his mind, especially the last third.

He looked entangled: "Is there another, even stranger truth? What kind of color is the ringing of the bell here?"

Zhao Yi spread his hands and clenched his fists.

Then one finger is raised, and when the second one is about to be raised, it cannot be raised.

Because of this idea, it is only 10% possible for him.

Even this is less than this, just because he cannot chop his little finger into several segments to express it more accurately.

"If that's the case, it's crazy, no difference from gambling."

Zhao Yi shook his head and re-defines himself from a different angle to ask one of these two people to go on. In the end, he can beat the Yu family girl and win the young man.

He held his energy, his heart pounding, and the crack in the door of life and death began to twist, but in the end, even a little finger could not be poked out.

"Isn't this dead?"

Zhao Yi was tired and sat on the ground.

"Bang!"

He opened a can of Jianlibao, which came from the backpack of his good friend Lin Shuyou. The guy didn't want to give it to him at first, saying that all these were prepared for Brother Xiaoyuan.

When I said, if you didn't give it to me, I would ask Brother Tan for it, Lin Shuyou readily stuffed himself a can.

"Gudu Gudu..."

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

Drinking too quickly and Zhao Yi was choked.

He wiped his nose and mouth with his sleeve, then shook his body back:

"Forget it, take a gamble!"

...

Eleventh floor.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the scholar, cut his fingers, and let his blood drip into the bell in front of the scholar.

But after only halfway through, he withdrew his fingers, put his fingertips into his mouth, and sucked them gently.

He really didn't have this habit before, but now, he cherishes every drop of his blood. He may not have been forced to eat an egg from Brother Runsheng because of this drop of blood.

Of course, the reason why the bells are not full is not because of this.

After a lot of blood was stored in the bell, the pressure on the scholars was greatly reduced.

Li Zhuiyuan tried to reach out and grab the book without words in the book in the hands of the scholar.

However, as soon as his fingertips touched the book, a force that was still extremely powerful for him fell on him.

The boy's body shook at first, then staggered and sat on the ground.

"The formation here is really amazing."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, clapped his hands, then spread his right palm, and the blood mist slowly overflowed.

The boy's eyes scanned around, and the boy's fingertips kept pinching, and he was setting up a formation.

It is impossible for him to break this tower at present. Even if the one who designed the tower himself took action, it would not be possible.

However, after digging a little bit of the corner, Li Zhuiyuan felt that there was still a chance. He only needed to reduce the suppression effect of the area in front of him.

...

Time passes slowly.

The brightness of the eternal lamp has become very weak, and what follows is a repulsive force gradually arises in the tower.

On the first floor, Yu Miaomiao, who stood with a woman holding a sword in a black dress, stood in front of the tower gate and said to herself hatred:

"It's really a lazy donkey who has a lot of shit and urine!"

...

Eleventh floor.

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

Thin ceramics appeared beside Li Zhuiyuan, which quickly rotated and crossed. Finally, the moment the boy held his hands tightly, all solidified and the formation formed!

Li Zhuiyuan did not dare to delay, not only because the repulsion and urging of him in the tower became more and more obvious, but because the temporary formation he designed himself had been in good condition for a short period of time.

The boy's hand grabbed the wordless book in the hand of the scholar.

"ah……"

It hurts, or it hurts, and it feels like the flesh and bones are about to be squeezed and cracked.

The boy gritted his teeth and exerted force until his knuckles turned white.

at last,

"Bang!"

The wordless book was taken out of the hands of the young man!

The formation disappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan supported his knees with both hands, lowered his head, and let out a violent breath.

It's really not easy, it's very forced, but fortunately, I took it down myself.

Li Zhuiyuan walked downstairs with the book.

As soon as I arrived at the tenth floor, I saw Zhao Yi, who was panting hard while holding the stair railing. His current state was like a broken flower and a willow.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Why are you still here? I thought you have gone down."

When setting up the formation upstairs, Li Zhuiyuan isolated his perception of the outside world because he had no intention of paying attention to the movements on the other floors.

"I'm waiting for you."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi and didn't see the person following him.

Looking around the entire tenth floor, nine people were all sitting on chairs, no one was missing.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Where is your person?"

Zhao Yi: "I didn't shout, I won't bet anymore, I will admit defeat directly. I hope you will be gentle when killing me because of my cooperation."

Soon, Zhao Yi also tried hard to look behind Li Zhuiyuan. He was shocked first, then he was overjoyed, then he was suspicious:

"No, where is your person? You have been there for so long, and you haven't been able to shout?"

"I didn't shout."

Zhao Yi opened his mouth, and this time he was completely ecstatic: "Hahaha, it seems that I have bet right, I finally have to bet right!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is not necessarily true."

Zhao Yi said without any worries: "It's okay, I'm going to die together. I don't feel bad if you have me burial."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's go down and delay it, for fear that you will be punished and suffer from cardiac arrest here."

"Yes." Zhao Yi grabbed the stair railing and followed the boy down, and asked again while walking, "You didn't shout, why have you been on the top for so long?"

Li Zhuiyuan, who was walking in front, raised the wordless book in Yang's hand:

"After all, I've come here, so I just pried out a treasure."
Chapter completed!