The witchcraft illusion array has an extremely ancient history.

This ancient and powerful thing is not used because it is lost, but because if it wants to arrange this thing, it must have some strange treasures as its base. Once the formation is successfully arranged, it must rely on the power of witchcraft. This is extremely consuming witch power. Even if it is squeezed out an unparalleled wizard like an orange robe, it will be difficult to maintain operation.

Use treasures to do it.

But it is so difficult to find treasures, and they also need to meet the properties of formations. It is not necessarily possible to encounter one or two items for hundreds of years.

In short, although it is difficult to form a large array, it is relatively simple to crack. There is only one purpose at the moment, that is, to find the treasures to maintain the operation of the large array, and remove them. In this way, the illusion array can be unlocked, and everyone does not need to strike the wall to wander around here.

The six Duojiao mentioned refer to the number of stairs.

In other words, there are a total of six powerful treasures here.

After Duojiao explained to everyone, he saw that several more Zhenshou rushed over and hurriedly responded. Yi Shaocheng was not worried, but took a few steps back and said to Qinghai Yi: "What should we do now?"

Because the two got very close, Qinghai Yi could even feel Yi Shaocheng's body temperature. Suddenly, she suddenly realized that the last time she was so close was ten years ago, and the shy scene... There was a hint of redness on her face.

"You'd better worry about these town hunting..."

Qinghaiyi's voice was weak, avoiding answering Yi Shaocheng's questions, but a ray of rays of light appeared on her cheeks, which showed her anxiety.

What made her so restless was not facing the continuous outflow of hunting.

It is Yi Shaocheng's burning gaze.

"Qinghai Yi..." As if feeling the other party's deliberate avoidance, Yi Shaocheng stopped speaking and did not dare to speak again. He knew very well that if he said one more word of closeness at this time, it would definitely bring her closer to him.

Now what is placed between each other is just a layer of window paper.

However, today, Yi Shaocheng has been tempered by the past ten years and is no longer the young boy of the past. Time is like a bone-squeezing knife. What it is not only about being excited, but also adds a lot of responsibility.

Silent!

Yi Shaocheng opened his mouth and found that he had nothing to say. Even this scorching gaze began to avoid Qinghai Yi.

"What does this mean?" Qinghai Yi's expectant gaze gradually froze.

She has been waiting for this person for ten years.

Qinghai Yi knew very well what he wanted and what he wanted was not just for these hunting, but for the ancient tombs of gods and men.

What she wants most is Yi Shaocheng's heart, a heart that belongs to her, a heart that can warm her cold realm.

"You..." Her voice shook slightly and she said calmly: "You - Yi Shaocheng, you won't expect my disciple to deal with these hunting alone."

Duojiao was resisting the attack of the hunting group. The purple flames quickly cleared the huge flying bats in front of him. When he turned his head, he happened to see this scene.

"What happened between my father and my master?" Duojiao thought distractedly. She could see at a glance that the two of them could not be together. The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Duojiao didn't know whether she should be happy or uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Duojiao immediately said coldly: "The places where these town hunts appear are the directions that people can walk. If you keep walking along the direction, you can reach the touchdown. Let's go quickly."

Yi Shaocheng looked at Duojiao and completely recovered his thoughts. He nodded and nodded to Qinghai Yi again, but quickly killed him in one direction.

Along the way, the spear swept across the wildly slashed, and the hunting stone beasts were wiped out one by one. However, Shaocheng Yi kept silently reciting in his heart: "I--if I can survive?"

"If I can live, I will marry you."

This is like a seed. Although it has landed, it has not taken root and sprouted, because Yi Shaocheng is still not sure whether he can survive.

As the speed of the ancient tomb progressed became stronger and stronger, he was afraid that the great Han Wei, who was thousands of miles away, and the Han Dynasty, which had both iron blood and conspiracy, could tolerate him after this mission... Therefore, Shaocheng Yi did not dare to agree to Qinghai Yi, at least not now.

"If a woman like her dies, she will definitely be a life of gray hair turning into black hair. The frustration and desolation of a hundred years will no longer tolerate the slightest. I will never let her bear it." This coldness and loneliness are like a sigh in the darkness. It will take a long time to end. Yi Shaocheng has experienced it deeply in the past ten years.

Don't dare to think about it.

Don't dare to hope.

Everything is just because of two words, responsibility!

Heavy responsibility.

Therefore, at this moment, this heavy and disappointed negative emotion turned into a force to wield it, allowing the grey mist formed by the shattered hunting to be wrapped in it, making the figure look faintly visible, as if it was separated by the sky.

Shen Fei didn't understand the gradual change of the atmosphere, and just thought that the Snapdragon didn't know what was going crazy, and disappeared here in the direction. Duojiao glanced at Qinghai Yi before leaving, and then quickly turned his head and entered the formation.

Until Qinghai Yi was left alone, she looked at the direction where Yi Shaocheng disappeared, her eyes were lost, and tears rolled down.

"Why are you?" The pain was sore, like a heart-wrenching heart.

...

As a whole lot of things were escorted by the cavalry, they were transported into Yongyuan City.

Soon, Shaoli, who was holding the Thousand Ghost Sword and the White Glowing Stone, stood on the throne and laughed happily.

"Come here!" he said, "Send the order and send more personnel to General Wuya!"

"Your Highness is wise!" Suddenly, all the cultural relics were kneeling down and everyone surrendered.

But at this time, Shaoli did not show any joy, because not long ago, the cavalry escorted him carefully said Wuya's words.

These treasures, these stones, and even these bones are not dedicated to oneself, but to Duojiao.

Wuya is not his own person.

How many people are there in this family of civil and military officials who belong to themselves and are loyal to themselves? This is a huge question.

He glanced at everyone indifferently.

"Sanchao."

Now the power of the entire Dian Kingdom has been reshuffled, and the Yanzhu power has been completely removed. Due to the large number of people involved, some ministers of the Yanzhu faction are greedy and ignorant, suppressing good talents, and even causing countless unjust cases to be uncontrolled, which has greatly increased people's fear of her.

Logically speaking, in any era, in any court, there will be such people, who cannot be cut off from the root. However, many small things of the emperor and the minister of the emperor have shown extraordinary effects at this special moment.

Since Duojiao has not returned from his way out, Shaoli has temporarily taken office. All the incompetent vassals were killed, and those suppressed talents were also appointed, and various unjust cases have been revealed. This has made Shaoli not yet the King of Dian, but he has already said everything and has a very high reputation.

This time, he was very helpful, and finally he let out a cowardly angry that was suspected when he obtained Artai.

But this still couldn't make him happy.

Because who knows that everything he did was actually just his real biological mother Yanzhu, who played a game of chess for many years, or made a wedding dress for many years.

Everything was within Yanzhu's control, as if he was waiting for the arrival of this day and waiting for him to take over the Dian Kingdom.

Even in this state, she inherited her mantle.

Walking in the imperial garden, Shaoli frowned.

"It seems that I'm going to find that person, it's time..."
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