Chapter 1258: The True Ninth Temple (1)
After a night's rest, the next morning, the young people, full of spirits, finally arrived in front of the so-called temple.
"Zhuge Cha, you are looking for death, this is the temple?"
Looking at the scene in front of me, I looked like you were lying.
Zhuge Cha said lightly: "This is it, you believe it or not, I have a clear conscience." If you don't believe it, let Ouyang Thirteen use the method of forcing Shanyao to question me. ”
Seeing that he was so sure, Hua Yan couldn't say anything.
However, this humble house in front of you, which is almost as small as the Land Temple, is really the entrance to the temple?
What about the said high hall?
No matter how bad it is, let's get a pattern like the palace, right?
"The gap is a bit big, and my sister needs to slow down." Hua Yan patted her chest.
The inadvertent heaving of his chest made the young people present embarrassed for a while.
Murong Dongxue pondered: "This is just the appearance, there may be something deeper hidden in it." ”
The process of entering the Xuanwu Secret Realm is so complicated, how can the real temple entrance be like this?
After listening to her words, Moon Fall City was sure that apart from the Zhuge family, there were really few people who really understood the Xuanwu Secret Realm.
But......
Her eyes wandered, and the hidden spiritual patterns seemed to rotate under her eyes.
This is indeed the temple.
"What is needed to open it."
Attentive, her tone was cold.
Although she didn't look back, everyone knew that she was asking Zhuge Cha.
Zhuge Cha said: "Give me the holy relics." ”
Yue Chengcheng turned his head and looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.
And so it is again!
Every time Zhuge Cha saw her bottomless gaze, he felt unconfident!
He said irritably: "Since we are the guardians of the temple, of course we have special opening skills, and we can't open them if we are not of my race!" ”
"Tsk, I see you're itching again! Dare to speak so impulsively! ”
Hua Yan rolled up her cuffs, looking like she wanted to teach a lesson.
Brush!
Yue Chengcheng waved his hand indifferently and broke the rope on Zhuge Cha's body.
Then, he didn't care about throwing the so-called holy object on Zhuge Cha.
"If you try to trick up again, you won't get a second chance!"
In the early morning sun, the girl's figure is so elegant and cold, and she speaks in an ordinary tone, but people unconsciously feel a chill from her feet to her bones.
"I know."
Zhuge Cha held the little puppet's hand and tightened it.
He coughed lightly and looked at Hua Yan.
"I need a dagger and a healing elixir."
Hua Yan grinned gloomily, since Sister Yue planned to indulge him, she didn't bother to pretend to be blackfaced.
"Take it! I'm going to see what kind of waves you can make. ”
Two things were thrown on Zhuge Cha.
Zhuge Cha took a deep breath.
His head was lowered, and his eyes were full of fierceness.
"First of all, we need the blood of our Zhuge descendants......"
Poof.
Dagger, stabbed into his arm.
Blood, running down his arm, dripped on the doll.
Moon Allure raised her eyebrows.
Zhuge Cha rebelled all the way, at this time, will obediently open the door for them?
There must be something boring.
But isn't this method a bit like a blood sacrifice?
Everyone stared at Zhuge Cha, no one saw it, Murong Dongxue on the side, looking at Zhuge Cha's blood, a trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes.
Zhuge Cha's face was pale, and he hurriedly took the pill to barely support it.
The blood continued to flow.
It wasn't until the little doll was soaked with blood that he collapsed from exhaustion.
Airplanes......
The land is shaking!