Chapter 613

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The sharp sword fell to the ground. Murong Ling took back her Jade Flute, frowned slightly, and said, "what is a man's ability to look for life and death? Even if you die, you can't change the fate of the queen. You just want to free yourself and leave a mess for who to clean up? "

Liuchu looked at the disciples and saw the hesitation and helplessness on their faces. Guilt surged again. He bowed his head and sobbed, "madam, the lesson is that my subordinates will live to forgive the palace master and empress."

Murong Ling said all about it. She didn't want to interfere in the internal affairs of the flower burial palace, so she left with the Jade Flute, regardless of Liuchu and others. For the next few days, she stayed in the inn to heal her wounds. Until the end of the vigorous recruitment, she retired and went on the road with Li Fuchen and others.

Compared with the light cars that came here, the team with 500 more children was too cumbersome to travel. Even so, some children can't help missing their families and start crying. Missing seems to be contagious, but it's only a day's work. Most of the children begin to cry, and even yell to go home. It's a mess.

Li Fuchen finally couldn't stand the sound of magic. At lunch time, when a young child was crying again, he appeared in front of everyone. With a wave of his hand, a big tree in the sky was corroded by the magic and turned into a pile of ashes in front of everyone's eyes.

He laughed darkly, "who dares to cry again, there will be such a tree in the end!"

Even the adults were startled by the appearance of King Zhao, not to mention the young children. They held back their tears one by one and looked at the big devil in horror. They did not dare to utter a syllable for fear that they would be caught and eaten by the big devil.

The team was as quiet as they wanted to be, and even went a little faster.

Murong Ling looked on coldly, and gradually found something wrong. This way, she went to Weicheng. White wine cup said cold autumn and white Mu two people find out some eyebrows, difficult not to reverse false, that evil repair in Weicheng not?

The closer he got to Weicheng, the more relaxed he looked. Finally, when he got to the outskirts of Weicheng, Li Fuchen, who had been practicing in the carriage, got out of the carriage, called the royal guards and Huo Feng to him, and said, "the master's palace has arrived. Strangers are not allowed to come near at will. When you wait, you can cover your eyes and go in with the carriage. Remember, don't use the divine sense to investigate. If you are found by the king, you will be killed! "

Instead of asking the reason, the royal guards directly said that Huo Feng claimed his identity and asked, "little Lord, what about those servants?"

In addition to the people Li Fu Chen originally brought, there are also many servants in Liangcheng who serve the young children.

Li Fu Chen's icy sight crossed them, and his face didn't take the slightest emotion. "He needs to take care of himself."

Immediately there was a chill running up from his back. Huo Feng gave a shiver for no reason. These servants couldn't be blindfolded like them. It must be the end of nowhere. As for those young children, they are even more mortal.

He was so cold in his heart that he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He quickly said, "I understand."

Li Fu Chen's command did not arouse any vigilance and disturbance. The coachman followed the order unconsciously and drove the car. After seven turns and eight turns, he gradually went deep into the mountains and heard it in a valley.

Finally someone realized something was wrong. "Why are you here? Don't we send fairy boy to cultivate immortals? "

No one answered him. The group of people were frightened later, but it was useless. They were soon forced to lead 500 children into a tunnel. Murong Ling, who had been prepared for a long time, knocked out a maid, pretended to be her and entered the tunnel.

The tunnel is dark and long, the wind blows, full of all kinds of strange smell, those adults are OK, there are already young children can't help but fear in the heart, burst into tears, this cry is like a fuse, instant thunder in the children, cry one after another, it is to the surrounding atmosphere rendering a bit strange.

A boy beside Murong Ling didn't cry, but he held her hand nervously and said in a trembling voice, "sister, I'm afraid."

Thanks to Murong Ling's hearing and seeing, she could not capture his voice in the noisy environment. She reached out and rubbed his head. "Don't worry, it's going to be OK."

She came along to save people.

I don't know if the boy heard it, but he didn't tremble any more. He just held her hand more tightly.

For Murong Ling, darkness was not an obstacle at all. Under the eyes of the spirit, there was nothing hidden. Her eyes flitted past each other's frightened faces, and finally fell on Li Fuchen's face. It can be seen that this is not the first time for him to come here. His face is calm and steady, but his eyes have been paying attention to the wall on the left side of the tunnel. When Murong Ling doubts what's on it, he sees his feet moving and reaches out his hand to knock on the wall. It's like an agreed signal.Sure enough, after the signal stopped, the original neat wall suddenly split from the middle, and the Loess rustled down. In a shaking, it opened a door for six people.

So this is the entrance to the underground palace!

The devil's nest is really hidden. If it wasn't for Li Fuchen, Murong Ling would never find this place in her whole life. After all, who would have thought that there was a palace hidden under this plain tunnel.

There are holes in the door. It is no longer dark. All kinds of wall lamps make it as bright as day. Carved hurdles, painted buildings and palace buildings are magnificent and majestic. Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, an underground palace was so splendid.

"Wow, sister, is this fairyland?"

The little boy around him was not afraid. He looked left and right in amazement. He only hated that his eyes were not enough to see the beautiful scenery of this place. When we look at other children, we are also full of joy. There is no fear and panic when we come here.

Murong Ling was silent, and no one found that her face was unprecedented dignified and serious, and her dark and deep eyes were condensed.

What a heavy evil spirit!

From the moment she stepped into the gate, Murong Ling began to have difficulty breathing, and her body almost burst open. If the evil spirit of Zhao's palace and royal palace is a quagmire, then the evil spirit of this place is a vast ocean! Murong Ling was like a boat that had strayed into the sea. She was swayed to the left and right by the overturned waves. If it is not for this time to grasp the healing, she is afraid to be unable to hold the evil gas erosion, on the spot to spray blood.

After swallowing the fishy sweetness in her mouth, Murong's face quietly breathed. Then she saw a dozen stiff faced servants in the empty palace. They were dressed in gray clothes. They walked stiff, their eyes were turbid, and they didn't even breathe. This strange appearance successfully startled most of them. They never thought that such untimely servants would appear in such a beautiful palace.

This is as like as two peas living in the same way as the queen and Murong.

Li Fu Chen should have been used to seeing these people, nodded at them calmly, then turned around and said to the people who were brought in, "you go down with the servants."

On the road, the aftereffect of his threat is still there. No one dares to raise any objection. He honestly follows the rigid demons to leave. Five hundred children and their servants are scattered in several palaces. This arrangement surprised Murong Ling. She thought that these children would be thrown into the cage. Unexpectedly, they were properly placed, and even the servants were not executed. Of course, this has a lot to do with the daily diet that they need to take care of the children.

The underground palace is very large. Judging from the architectural traces, it has been built for many years. It is definitely not built by the evil monk temporarily. Judging from the array of the palace, it is likely that it is the residence of the ancient monk.

There are many mechanisms in the palace. Children are not allowed to walk after they are sent to live in the palace. The neighbors are silent, like a dead city. Murong Ling did not dare to act rashly, but worried about the safety of an Xiaoyu, so she had to take a risk to search.

There are oil lamps burning day and night in the palace, which are as bright as day all the time. No matter who goes in or out, there is no escape. But fortunately, there are very few people here, so the possibility of exposure is greatly reduced. After a few days, Murong Ling's patrol rules of the living dead finally quietly left the palace at noon and began to look for people.

If an Xiaoyu, a new 500 children in five palaces around, is caught by the demon cultivation, she should be imprisoned with the previous group of children, so she goes further. In the first palace she sneaked into, she saw a group of yellow skinny children. Needless to say, they must be the children in Mingcheng.

Compared with the lively and healthy children in Liangcheng, the more than one month's imprisonment made them numb and panic. They didn't respond. They were even more alive than the living dead.

Murong Ling is sad to see, but the time is not right at present. After the divine sense sweeps over and finds no trace of an Xiaoyu, she leaves quietly and goes on to the next place.

However, to her disappointment, she went through all the palaces nearby and saw children far more than 500 trees, but she never saw an Xiaoyu's shadow.

Is she guessing wrong, an Xiaoyu is not taken away by the demon repair, but out of other accidents?

"Who are you! Why are you here? "

A clear drink is like a bolt from the blue. Murong Ling's face changes. When she turns her head, she sees a group of people coming behind her. Li Fuchen stands in the front, looking at her coldly.

He looked at her as if he were looking at a dead man.