Chapter 20 Festival

The few people came back to their senses when they left, and blurted out. The woman in white with her head in her hand stopped, but she just stood and didn't look back. When the head on the golden plate heard the sound, he turned his face and raised an eyebrow at her: "What's the matter, little girl? Reluctant?"

Na Sheng looked at the person who made her familiar voice for a long time, and suddenly jumped up, pointing at it and yelling: "Smelly hand, you lie to me! You, when you showed me your own face, you didn't have this face at all. !you liar!"

"..." The head on the golden plate suddenly curled his lips at her, and finally couldn't help laughing, "You little nympho, I don't change your handsome face, why are you willing to take me away?"

"Let's go!" Before she could answer, she looked at the sky, Lan Xia's gold plate in his hand, with a triumphant wave of the broken hand, instantly six rays of light shone through the forest, and six stars rose into the sky and stroked. The sky that had already exposed the first rays of light, disappeared.

In the Jinghu Lake at the end of the sky in the distance, the shadow cast on the water by the huge white pagoda of Jialan suddenly gave out strange distortions.

Colorless city opened. Welcoming its owner.

The sky is already breaking, and there will be no stars flashing anymore. Dawn shattered from outside the forest, a little bit of gold.

"Ah... That stinky hand just left like this?" The Dongba girl muttered to herself, looking at the six stars that disappeared in a flash, and then frowned, no Solution, "But... it's strange how a crown prince speaks like that. Hey, the crown prince is very beautiful and elegant.""What are you talking about, the prince, the prince?!" Suddenly, someone in his ear screamed and asked urgently.

The leaves were rustling apart, and in the extremely dense woods, a person swept over by lightning and grabbed her.

After the almost invisible movement paused, Na Sheng saw that the person standing in front of her was the weird puppet master. He couldn't help but blurted out in fright. Unconsciously, the astonishing speed broke free of Somo's hands, and hid away a few steps: "You, what are you doing?"

Obviously he didn't expect that the girl could break free from her own hand. So Mo was taken aback for a moment. His empty eyes looked in her direction, but the puppet in his arms had his eyes dizzy, and he was also surprised. The color. Finally, the puppet Suno's eyes were fixed on the hands of the Dongba girl, and her mouth split silently, as if she smiled.

"Oh!" Seeing that weird little puppet, Na Sheng was more frightened than seeing Somo, and took three steps back at once.

"Where did the ring on your hand come from? What did you just say about the crown prince and the crown prince?" The calm puppet master spoke in a calm manner. He kept asking and took a step forward, "You see Are they?"

Never allowing the other party to escape again, Somo stretched out his hand. At the moment when he stretched his hand, ten rings flew out like lightning and silently, driving the leads on the rings and flying towards the sheng in the air, like an invisible net.

After the ring was taken off, the other end of the lead was controlled on the puppet named Suno. On the joints of the doll's hands, wrists, feet, ankles, arms, feet, waist, and neck, there were ten leads. If it died, the puppet fell from the puppet master's arms with such a clatter and clicked to the ground, but instead of getting down, he moved.

I don’t know if it’s the flying ring affecting its body, or the movement of its body controlling the ring. The Sheng only watched in amazement as the little puppet, who was out of his master’s control, moved by himself in the woods, raising his hands and feet, as if there was a saying Unexpected strange rhythm.

As soon as Na Sheng was about to dodge, she suddenly felt a pain in her wrist-lowered her head, a thin transparent thread tied her wrist, cut into the skin, and oozing blood. It was a thin thread, but it was sharper than a blade.If she saw the terrible deaths of the rebel soldiers by the fire last night, she would know that she is only "a thin line" away from death.

However, Na Sheng didn't see it, she couldn't help struggling unconvincedly, trying to break free.

"Don't move, your wrist will be cut off as soon as you move." Somo's words rang coldly, and the puppet master came over, and his fingers put up the face of the girl whose hands and feet were restrained. "Answer my words honestly." —Otherwise, I will cut off your limbs one by one, then thread them up with a thread and hang them from the tree like a doll."

Facing his empty but expressionless dark blue eyes, the Sheng shivered cleverly, and immediately did not dare to move, but her hands and feet trembled slightly, she could only control her voice: " You, what are you asking?"

"Where did the'huangtian' in your hand come from?" Somo began to ask.

As soon as the voice fell, the little puppet on the ground in the distance moved, and Sheng felt his wrist tingling, so he couldn't help raising his right hand and placing it in front of the puppet master. Suma slowly stretched out his hand and stroked the silver ring with a complex expression.

"You, do you mean this ring?" Na Sheng said, "I, I found it from a severed hand under the ice of the snow mountain..."

"Snow Mountain? Severe your hand?" Su Mo was taken aback for a moment, "Emperor Kongsang's token, why is it there?"

"Ah, that severed hand said he was Prince Kongsang! That head said the same!" Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Na Sheng was afraid that Sumo would really kill him in his anger, so he quickly argued, but he didn't know what he was saying. Inexplicably, "They said, what kind of crown prince of Kongsang country he is... By the way, his name is Zhenlan."

However, the Dongba girl's unbelievable and unbelievable remarks did not sound absurd to the puppet master. Na Sheng felt Sumo's hand stroking the ring tremble suddenly, and then the person close at hand closed his eyes slightly, repeating the name in a low voice like a dream, unpredictably happy and angry: "Zhen Lan...Zhen Lan ?"What a remote name that is.

"Head? Hand? So there is a seal on Moustag outside of Yunhuang?" The puppet master muttered to himself. Suddenly his tone became a little abnormal, and he continued to ask in a low voice, "Then, you have also seen the emperor. Princess?"

"Well, yeah, very dignified and beautiful sister." Na Sheng was shocked when he heard the other's tone slowly eased, "The stinky hand said that it was his wife, dressed in white clothes and black veil. It seems...it seems to be called Baiying?"

"Hey", Su Mo's fingers tightened suddenly, and she grabbed her ringed hand, so hard that the bones and hair made a crisp sound, and the pain suddenly screamed.

"Bai Ying...Bai Ying..." In the dark blue eyes that had been empty, for the first time some unspeakable complex sentiment flashed, the corners of the puppet master's mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, without turning his head, he suddenly said sharply. Said: "Gui Ji! You lied to me that Bai Ying is dead?!"

"You let go of that girl first." Sure enough, a voice behind him answered indifferently. The branches and leaves of the dense forest were silently and automatically separated to the two sides, as if the trees were respectfully avoiding the woman who appeared from the depths of the forest riding a white tiger.

Obviously, I just rushed over when I saw the appearance of Six Stars—Gui Ji was sitting on the white tiger with her skirt floating, staring indifferently at the puppet master in front of him: "Yes, Bai Ying is indeed dead, ninety years ago. Up!"

"Nonsense!" Somo stopped paying attention to Na Sheng, turned his head and sneered, "Although I am late too, I haven't met-but you see, there is the afterimage of her just left here!"

With a wave of the puppet master's hand, following the trajectory of his arm waving flatly, it seemed that the air on that surface had suddenly condensed and turned into a thin, translucent mirror, reflecting the moment when a woman in white clothes left. -That was the moment when power was flashing, the woman with a black veil on her face, holding a golden tray in her hand, stared at the head in the disk. On his finger, a ring that looked exactly like Na Sheng's hand was radiant.

The woman reflected in the air is faint, like a mirage faintly visible in the smoke, illusory and unreal.However, Gui Ji's face turned pale, and she blurted out: "Fixing technique?"

Sumo didn't deny it, and Leng Ran: "So, even if it's a'God', it's best not to hide anything from me."

"Ha." Startled and shook his head as if helplessly, Gui Ji looked at this puppet master with amazing spiritual power and smiled sarcastically. Can't you see that Bai Ying is not a human being today?"

"Not a human?" Su Mo was stunned, his pupils contracted, "You, you mean—she is now..."

"It's Mingling." Gui Ji laughed and shook her head. "She was dead ninety years ago! Do you think I lied to you? If you pass by the Jiuyi in the north, you can see her headless body. Stand by the side of Cangwu Abyss with the other five colleagues."

"Underworld?" Master Puppet exclaimed, suddenly remembering the huge meteor shower he had observed in the sea of ​​stars—ninety years ago...it was exactly that time!

"Don't you know?" Guiji stroked Baihu's forehead, looked at the white pagoda under the mountain, and sighed. Prince Lan was killed in battle. At that time, in order to protect the more than 100,000 Kongsang people who had nowhere to escape in the city, the Chief Commander decided to open the Colorless City."

Sumo's hand clenched suddenly, and he repeated in a low voice, "Open the Colorless City?"

Colorless City is an "empty" city, said to be built by the most powerful emperor in Kongsang history seven thousand years ago: Emperor Xingzun Xihua.

After conquering the Quartet, Emperor Xingzun entrusted six kings according to his military merits, guarded the six kingdoms, and established the capital in the center of Jinghu Lake, with the white pagoda as the center to define the cloud.