That person was Yang Ding, who also came in a hurry with a sweat, if it weren't for the instinct of the generals who had experienced a hundred battles, the two would have collided directly, Yang Ding quickly flashed to the side, looking at Liu Yu's burly figure running past him like the wind, he opened his eyes wide, and said, "Liu Yu, where are you going?" ”

Fu Jian's voice slowly sounded behind Yang Ding: "He has important things to do, General Yang, gather all the people, let's go to the mansion of Xinxing Hou for a banquet." ”

Liu Yu's heart was like a fire, and his feet were like stepping on the hot wheels, and the whole person rushed up, like a speeding electric switch, from the Liangyi Hall to the door of the side hall, but it took a quarter of an hour, but in Liu Yu's heart, almost a whole year passed.

But when Liu Yu ran to the outside of the hall, he stopped all of a sudden, the breath of death was permeated in silence, the door of the hall was hidden, and he couldn't see the situation inside, the sergeant who was supposed to be on duty outside the hall was actually not one, quietly, the wind was slow, and it came out of the gap in the temple door, Liu Yu was alert all of a sudden, and a dangerous breath came to his face, he pulled out a big knife from his back, and gently stretched out to the hidden temple door.

A faint aroma came, like a delusion, Liu Yu just came into contact, he felt dizzy, he quickly turned around, inhaled a few puffs of the air outside, only then was he sober-minded, he took out the small porcelain bottle that Zhi Dao'an gave himself just now from his arms, put it on the wing of his nose, sucked a few times, and listened to the big monk say that the stench in this small bottle can drive away evil spirits and awaken the mind, and specialize in breaking all kinds of disgusting and seductive techniques, but I didn't expect that now, it actually came in handy.

A strong stench emanated from the bottle, stimulating Liu Yu's brain, making his spiritual platform quiet, Liu Yu's stomach twitched, and there was a strong feeling of vomiting, as if when he sneaked up in the sewage channel to assassinate the Diao Kui brothers many years ago, the feeling of pooping on his head came back, but Liu Yu's dizziness was never seen again.

Liu Yu suddenly realized that this fragrance was so similar to the faint fragrance he smelled when he was obscene in the Heavenly Master Dao many years ago, and in that environment at that time, those crazy believers, as well as the blood-soaked celestial and human mating ceremony, are still fresh in my memory after so many years, it turns out that it also has the effect of this drug, as for what snake god, boy, and Liu Jinu grass I encountered in a half-dream and half-awake after that ceremony, is it also an illusion? Liu Yu's mind was immediately filled with all kinds of question marks.

Liu Yu forced himself not to think about these questions, because he now knew very well that the most important thing at the moment was still to rescue Murong Lan and unravel the entire conspiracy of Murong Wei and Qinghe's siblings, and he was now only a stone's throw away from the truth.

When the door of the temple was opened, all kinds of corpses came into view, and the entire corridor was filled with corpses. Some of them were the chamberlains and palace maids in the original palace, and some were the Praetorian Guard sergeants in armor, their faces were very familiar, they were Yang Ding's subordinates when they were in the palace square just now, these people were well dressed, and they couldn't see where they were injured, but they had a weird smile on their faces, and they looked satisfied, as if they had thought of something beautiful.

Liu Yu's heart sank suddenly, he quickened his pace, and went straight inside, the smell became heavier and heavier, but it was not like before, there was no white fog, Liu Yu's heart was bright, it was really this stench, restrained the use of illusion, the fragrance was probably something that made people confused and lose their minds, and the appearance of the white fog is the proof that people have fallen into the illusion, these people seem to have fallen into illusion, become puppets at the mercy of others, and then die like this for no reason, if they are really controlled to assassinate Fu Jian, I'm afraid it will end up the same as these people.

Liu Yu gritted his teeth, suddenly quickened his pace, and rushed forward, only to hear an angry roar from inside: "Soldiers, follow me to meet the enemy!" ”

"No!" Dozens of rough voices roared out in unison, accompanied by the sound of drawing knives in unison.

A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Yu's heart, could there be a sergeant who didn't give illusion control? Could it be that they also have a way of cracking illusions? Or did the Daoan master also give them this thing for self-defense? But this illusion matter was just discussed by everyone, how could Zhi Dao'an have no reason to give these drugs to ordinary palace guards to crack illusions?

Liu Yu glanced at the porcelain vase in his hand, inlaid with gold and jade, from the appearance, it is extremely precious, obviously not something that ordinary people can afford, let alone give one to these sergeants, and those sergeants and palace people outside died of illusions, can the people inside be spared?

Liu Yu's heart flashed a hint of vigilance, he poured the contents of the porcelain bottle on top of a sweat towel of his own, and then covered his mouth and nose with this sweat towel, the stench made people nauseous, but Liu Yu's brain became abnormally clear, and even the reaction speed was much faster, he tied this sweat towel in the back of his head, making himself a masked man all of a sudden, and then holding the knife in both hands, steadily moving forward.

Liu Yu carried a knife into the depths of the side hall like this, and when he pushed open the door of Murong Lan's dormitory, he found that three or four Qin soldiers dressed in palace guard armor were holding knives and lances, killing each other, and there were more than 20 corpses lying on the ground, all of which were the same Qin army soldiers, and the senior deputy general I had seen a while ago had already bled profusely on his body, still holding a saber, fighting for life and death with the two Qin soldiers in front of him, more than 30 Murong killers dressed in black and embroidered with a wolf's head embroidered on their chests, standing around with their arms crossed, There was a sneer in the corners of his eyes, watching these people kill each other, and behind the curtain, in a red tent, the smoke was misty, and three figures could be vaguely seen shaking, two upright, one was sitting with his back to everyone, and a clearly audible female voice, which seemed to be sent by Murong Lan, was echoing in the hall: "Kill them, no one will stay, kill them, no one will be left!" ”

The three soldiers of the Qin army who were still standing were already crumbling, each of them had at least ten knife wounds on their bodies, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the corners of the mouths of the three of them were full of blood, but their eyes were still staring at each other viciously, like crazy, the knives and lances in their hands were like flying, and suddenly stabbed out in unison, and at the same time inserted into the abdomen of another person, and in their mouths, gritted their teeth and spelled out the last few words: "Kill them, no one will be left!" Then, the three corpses collapsed to the ground at the same time, and the thick and pungent smell of blood, mixed with the strange fragrance, filled the whole hall!