Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 89: Cannibal Lake
The sound of music seems to penetrate people's hearts.
The closer you are to the mirror-like lake, the greater the impact. Even if you stand far away, Ye Que's heart will jump wildly, and it seems that all of a sudden he has mixed feelings, and the whole person's emotions are even more involuntary. The ground became low.
Until the music went deep into the soul of the sea, and met Ye Que's thirteen swords in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The Cheng Ren Sword first launched an attack, and then took the righteous sword. In the blink of an eye, the music was chopped by thirteen spirit swords, and Ye Que's mood immediately returned to normal.
Look at the girl in white red bean, when she just heard the music, her footsteps were the same, and then the oil paper umbrella in her hand instantly exudes an ancient power, which is like a protective film, directly Cut off the invasion of music.
"Are you okay?" Ye Que rubbed his eyebrows and asked Red Bean.
"The little demonic sound can't affect me, take care of yourself." Perhaps it was a little upset by the sound of the music, and the tone of red bean's speech became even more impatient than before.
A few steps forward, the scenery around Mingjing Lake finally came into view.
Standing directly across from the small pavilion in the lake, there are less than a hundred people. I think everyone else has died on the road, from Jinshan jewels, to panacea, to lust, and then the secrets of exercises. , For these practitioners who have just started, it is definitely a very difficult test.
As long as there is a loophole in the state of mind, it is possible that this great array will seize the opportunity, take advantage of the void, and lose your life.
So, the number of practitioners who can walk here is already ten to seven or eight.
Looking at the edge of the lake carefully, the group of people standing in the front are almost all strange faces.
The number of Shushan disciples is still the largest. Before, Chen Qing had always been at the forefront, but now he was replaced by another star-eyed Jianmei boy. The young man’s eyes were solid and energetic. Standing among a hundred people, he felt a sense of standing out among the crowd. Behind the young man were eight people in black, all of them covering their heads and faces, and there was no sign of Shushan on his body. But standing in the ranks of Shushan.
Next to the Shushan disciples is the Judgment Division, and there are a lot of people. After all, they are the most disciplined group in the dragon vein imperial mausoleum. Naturally, they have more resistance to the temptation of the formation method, and who can guarantee that they will be from the palace. Is the information circulating in it all true? Don't let this ruling department hold some secrets that other people don't know.
Previously, the team of the Judging Division always stood at the forefront of their deputy, but now, a young girl carrying a long sword is standing in the forefront, although it looks like a completely The expression of intimidation and total unwillingness seemed to be a bit wronged.
"Li Jianqi?" Ye Que knew at a glance that the person standing at the forefront of the Judging Department was Li Jianqi. "Why would she stand there? Is she a member of the Judging Department? No, even if she is. The spy repair of the Adjudication Department, but in her capacity, she should not be in the first place! When did Jing Zhai have such a good relationship with the Adjudication Department?"
On the opposite side of the Judgment Division, there are the five major tribes of the Yaozu. Obviously, many soldiers have been damaged along the way, and Feng Xingmo's expression has become frosty.
Other relatively small sects, or small tribes of demons, are scattered on both sides. Of course, the human race and the monster race are still scattered and separated.
The remaining sects with a small number of people are mostly unfamiliar faces standing in the front at this time.
The reason is very simple. The disciples who are really sent by the sect to fight for the artifact must be the geniuses that the sect focuses on training and care. Naturally, they will have a better treatment. Even if they enter this dragon vein imperial tomb for treasure hunting, they will not be really ordinary. The same as a disciple.
And their group of people are also extremely proud people, they will compete with each other, and the speed of natural walking will open up large forces. If it weren't for the delay in opening the golden palace, these people would have searched everything here long ago.
In the small pavilion in the center of the lake, there are a total of 37 musical instruments, only seven or eight are playing.
As the number of people around the lake increased, more musical instruments joined the ranks of performances, the music suddenly accelerated, and the rhythm became more and more extreme.
This music has the power to fascinate people, and the practitioners on the edge of the lake can naturally perceive it.
For a time, all kinds of magic weapons were sacrificed to resist the intrusion of the music, and at the same time everyone began to look for a way down. But the lake is circular, and it is still a lake around a circle, and there is no obvious road to other places.
Unless the passage is in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, and this probability is also the greatest.
In the sect with a large number of people, everyone works together, and the magic weapon and spiritual power are superimposed on each other. Naturally, it is not a problem to resist the invasion of music, but some people seem to be lonely.
The first thing Ye Que saw in the crowd was Li Jianqi, and at the second glance, he saw the words of Qingqiu Seven Sword Gate, but the words at this time seemed to be only one person. He didn't have any teammates around him, and there was no teammate in that temporary camp.
Li Jianqi is now in the ranks of the Judging Division, what about the others? How about Nalan Rongruo's disciples from Qingqiu Sword Sect?
I glanced around carefully, but I didn't even see the figure of the person. Could it be that an accident has happened?
Ye Que was slightly angry.
It seems that the heavens sensed Ye Que's anger. Before Ye Que became angry, the magic weapon in that Yanzi Yue's hand fell to the ground with a flick, and the whole body began to tremble. After a while, he actually stood there. The face of so many people began to cry.
Yan Ziyue's cry, at first it seemed to be just sobbing, and then slowly turned into a cry, tears rubbing, and crying, it seemed that something extremely sad had been thought of. Tears covered their eyes, and others couldn't tell whether the words were really bitter or fake. The few cultivators who knew each other were really at a loss for a while.
I have seen people who were beaten and crying, I have seen people crying with broken muscles and broken bones, and I have never seen a cultivator cry so heartbreakingly in broad daylight.
The scene was a bit absurd for a while.
What’s even more strange is that the more Yanzi cried and wiped his tears, he slowly started walking towards the Mingjing Lake. Although his pace was slow, he was originally standing on the edge of the lake and walked in a few steps. After the lake, others have no time to stop it.
The thin lake water slowly flooded Yan Ziyue’s knees, then his waist, and finally his neck, but Yan Ziyue seemed to be completely unaware of it, just crying again and again, the more I cry, the more sad, when the lake water When he finally submerged his nose and mouth, the cries finally stopped abruptly, and a string of dense blisters began to gas on the lake.
Soon, the blisters on the lake gradually disappeared, and a floating corpse slowly rose up, headed to the sky, face down.
Practitioners can achieve the tortoise's breath to a certain extent, and there is no danger to their lives if they are submerged in the water for a period of time. However, it is running the true essence on oneself, protecting the heart, and transforming the oxygen in the water with spiritual power to supply the body for absorption.
If you are like Yan Ziyue, submerged in the water without a trace of vitality, then there is not much difference from a normal person. If you drown, you will drown.
The sound of music controls people's minds and makes them drown in the water!
It's like this lake has to eat people!
All of a sudden, the people around the lake suddenly increased the magic weapon's protection for themselves, and even some low-powered small sects have begun to hide away.
The further the distance, the less the influence of music.
As soon as Yan Ziyue died, several monster warriors in the direction of the monster clan couldn't resist the attack of the music, their eyes were distracted, and the magic weapon in front of him fell to the ground.
Feng Xingmo looked anxiously in his eyes, "Bring me back, keep your mind, don't be affected by the music!"
With a ray of true essence, he rushed to the monster warriors who had lost their minds, but there was almost no effect, and the steps towards the lake did not stop.
The cry sounded again, louder than the sound of words, and sad.
The leader of the five tribes this time is Feng Xingmo of the Feng Department, but although he is a natural wolf, he is a combat genius, and he is not good at resisting attacks of this kind of mental power. Feng Xing Mo couldn't help it, and other monster warriors naturally couldn't help it.
The demon is good at fighting, but it is indeed inferior to the cultivation sect in terms of spells.
"Useless things."
"Extremely stupid!"
"Are you watching your soldiers die?"
Suddenly, a girl's voice came from behind the monster warrior.
Afterwards, I saw that a strong man stepped out of the queue, step by step towards the front. With each step, his body shape will change slightly. His figure is getting thinner and thinner, his face is getting more and more soft, and his hair starts to change color, gradually changing from dark brown to blood red.
When this big man walked by Feng Xingmo, the whole person had become a red-haired girl.
While walking, the girl casually broke off a willow leaf from the willow tree by the lake.
After saying that useless thing, the girl never looked at him again, just gently put the willow leaf to her mouth, and a crisp leaf flute sounded.
When the sound of the leaf flute reached the ears of the enchanted soldiers, the legs that were about to step into the lake immediately stopped moving~IndoMTL.com~Three breaths, these people The loose eyes began to gradually return to clarity, and after ten breaths, he was fully awake.
"Step back a thousand steps, the music will not stop, and it is not allowed to approach this mirror lake." The girl gave the order casually, with a natural look.
The monster warrior who just woke up, didn't realize what was happening at all, and subconsciously looked at Feng Xingmo.
"Who are you?"
"Which tribe's warrior?"
"When did you allow you to give orders here? Didn't the elders of the tribe teach you the rules?" Feng Xingmo looked at the red-haired girl with a cold face. As the leader, she was even compared to a little girl. In any case, it is impossible to have a good face.
"Which clan? I don't belong to a clan." The red-haired girl said softly.
"Since you are not a warrior of the five tribes, there is no place for you to speak. Don't think that it is great to have some thought-power techniques. You are still too tender, so quickly retreat." Feng Xingmo's tone is already very nonsense. You're polite, if it wasn't for this girl's method, it might be useful. According to his temperament, he would have slapped and slapped him a long time ago, so there would be such nonsense.
"You told me to retreat?" The red-haired girl frowned slightly, looking at Feng Xingmo.
"How many warriors have died since entering this dragon vein imperial mausoleum? If it were not for your command error, would there be only these left? I haven't cured you yet, you have to let me retreat, who will give With your courage, are you mad?"
Looking at Feng Xingmo, it seems that she is still uttering wild words. The red-haired girl said in annoyance, "My name is Nan Fengxiu, and I rank 15th."
Nine words, ordinary people listen to it as a very ordinary self-introduction, but in Feng Xingmo's ears, it is like being struck by lightning!
(First update today.)